Lambs and Wolvesby Phoenix Heart 27ChaptersCh. 1:Good Day turns BadCh. 2: Welcome to Hell (Trigger Warning! in AN)Ch. 3: Prayers and Search PartiesCh. 4: Songs and CompanyCh. 5: The Worst is Yet to ComeCh. 1:Good Day turns BadThe sun shone bright in the afternoon sky. Around this time of day, everyone was out and about around town. Being that it was the weekend, that meant the local park was filled with kids of all ages. Amongst these kids were the group of friends: Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo along with a friend of theirs, Juniper Sprout. The quartet of 13-year-olds were riding their bikes (or in Scootaloo’s case a old scooter) all around the park, simply having a grand time. “Hey girls! I have an idea. How ‘bout a race?”, Apple Bloom suggested. “That sounds cool. From where to where?”, Juniper asked. “Hmmm….how about from this tree…” Apple Bloom patted the tree they were leaning against “...to that bench by the fence over there.”, she finished while pointing towards a bench further down by the silver fence that blocked the perimeter from the sidewalk. “That’s not that far! I can make that distance in my sleep!”, Scootaloo bragged as she looked at the impromptu ‘finish line’ in a confident gaze. “Not if I beat you to it!”, Sweetie Belle challenged giddly. “Then it’s settled! Let’s race!”, Juniper shouted as she placed her blue helmet back on her choppy black w/baby pink highlighted head and re-mounted her bike. The other 3 girls followed her example and re-applied their helmets before mounting their vehicles and lining up by the tree. “Okay...on 3, we go! Ready? 1….2….3!”, Apple Bloom shouted as they all sped off on their vehicles. The colorful blurs of girls on bikes eventually slowed as they reached their “finish line” with Apple Bloom being the surprising winner of the race. Laughing, the 4 girls sat on the bench or against the fence. Scootaloo had some music playing on her phone and they were simply hanging out. They were so deep in their conversations that they didn’t even notice a white van pull up near them on the street. The van. It wasn’t a particularly interesting van. Plain white paint job and a silver sunroof. The windows on the other hand, were black tinted and there were only 4. In other words, this van spelled ‘T-R-O-U-B-L-E' without even trying. The driver in the van looked on through a window before picking his moment to strike. He got out the van and approached the fence where the girls were resting. “Oh hello, young ladies!”, the man said to catch their attention. It worked as the 4 girls looked up to see just who called out to them. The man who loomed over them was a thin, muscular one. Finely defined features and he looked to be in his mid-20’s. The only thing that would distinguish him from a male model in the girls’ eyes was the long scar that went from his forehead along his left jaw and ended at the base of his neck. “Oh...uhhh...hi mister.”, Sweetie Belle said in an uneasy tone. The others looked wary as the clean-cut stranger casually approached them by the fence. “You uh...you wouldn’t happen to know where the ice-cream shop is around here would you?”, the man asked in a sly tone. The girls quickly huddled in group formation as they tried to analyze the situation. “We shouldn't tell this guy anything! I’m getting a bad feeling about him.”, Sweetie Belle said. “Ah agree. This guy seems like a creep to me.”, Apple Bloom agreed. “Oh c’mon, it’s just directions! Besides, this could count as our daily good deed.”, Scootaloo said. “The sad part about this is that you're both right. Maybe….we just tell him where it is and then ignore him after that?”, Juniper suggested. They all nodded in agreement then broke the huddle before re-appearing at the fence. “Okay. So, you go down this street and take a left, keep left until you hit Horseshoe Blvd. then take a right. It's the building with a big ice-cream cone on top.”, Juniper directed as the man typed that in his phone. “Oh, thank you miss. You know what? To reward this good deed, how about I take the 4 of you out to get some ice-cream? My treat!”,the man offered as he leaned against the fence grinning. The group of friends just looked at the man as if he’d just sprouted wings and a horn (and ever since that incident with the other dimensional pony princess’s missing crown, that could’ve actually been true). They quickly responded with a simultaneous ‘no' as they backed away slowly from the fence. “Oh...I see...no worries! Maybe another time then. Farewell ladies.”, the man bid his farewells before climbing back into the van and driving off. Once they saw that he’d turned the corner, they all released a collective sigh of relief that they didn’t even noticed that they were holding. “Okay, so that was...uncomfortable. I am really relieved that guy’s gone!”, Scootaloo said and the others agreed. “Yeah, that guy was a real creep. You know how much trouble we could get into if our sister's found out! We’re talking leverage over us til’ we’re 40!”, Juniper said. “Or worse, if Granny Smith found out--*shudder*”, Apple Bloom shuddered at the very idea of what her grandmother would do if she found out. The other girls laughed as they picked up their purses and bikes/scooters. They then proceeded to leave and head towards the ice-cream parlor. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ When the group of friends got to the ice-cream parlor, they weren’t too surprised to see it so full on a hot weekend afternoon. Immediately chalking it up to the heat, they all found a booth to sit at while they ordered their ice-cream. “So...massive creeps aside, who here is actually excited to head back to school Monday?”, Sweetie Belle asked as the waitress left to fill the orders. “Not me. I got a big math test on Monday morning.”, Juniper said, resting her arms on the table. “Aww! Well good luck to you on that one, ‘Junie’.”, Sweetie Belle said in sympathy to the irritation that was Monday morning tests. “Well I know a certain someone who just can’t wait to get to school Monday!”, Apple Bloom indicated to a slightly dreamy-eyed, magenta haired friend of theirs. “Yeah! Because we know who she can’t wait to see on Monday morning!”, Sweetie Belle joined in to lovingly torment the now beet red girl. “Hey! Cut it out you guys! You guys are reading into this too much.”, Scootaloo yelped to the amusement of her friends. “But yet, you aren’t denying it! We know you’re just dying to see Rumble come Monday morning!”, Juniper added to the chagrin of her friend and the laughter of the others. Scootaloo just snorted and grumbled something unintelligible and colorful under her breath as their orders came up. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ After a few hours, the heat had died down and the girls ended up needing to head home. “Are ya sure ya don’t need a ride? ‘Cause my big brother can drop us both off before he heads to work.”, Apple Bloom offered Juniper a ride once again. “Nah! I’m sure AB. My sister’s supposed to come pick me up soon anyways.”, Juniper assured her friend as the familiar red pickup truck Apple Bloom’s brother drives pulls up to the parking lot. “Well, that’s Big Mac! See ya Monday, Juniper!”, Apple Bloom said as she got into the old truck and no sooner she disappeared from Juniper’s line of sight as the truck drove away. ‘Welp! Better start calling Marigold. I swear, once mom finds out she left me again, it's going to hell in a handbasket fast.’ , Juniper thought to herself as she hung up her phone and redialed for the 5th time. With no answer from either her mom or sister, she decided to just find her way home herself. Somehow she knew that would be a bad idea so she at least resolved to stay there in the parking lot. The only company, a lone white van. Something about that van made her feel uneasy. She could’ve sworn she’d seen that van before. Juniper just couldn’t shake the feeling something bad was going to happen. While she sat on the outer edge of the pavement, she got the ominous feeling of being watched, but she brushed that off as simply nerves. Little did she know she really was being watched. The van, slowly drove closer to where she was. Once close enough, a figure emerged from the van. He slowly approached the lone girl. “Young miss? What’s a pretty little thing like you doing out here by yourself?”, the man asked. Juniper looked up only to instantly recognize who was addressing her. It was the man she had given directions to earlier that afternoon. “Oh! It’s you again. As for your question, is that really any of your concern, sir?”, Juniper said in an apprehensive tone. “Okay, relax Juniper.”, the man replied with the same sickeningly sweet expression he had earlier. “H-How do you know my name?”, Juniper asked in surprise. “Uhhh...Your necklace! Yes and coming back to my previous question, if you haven’t a ride home perhaps I could be of assistance? My van is very spacious plus I have all kinds of sweets in the back. ”, the man replied whilst retaining his sweet exterior. “I….I don’t think that’d be a good idea. Plus I have this heavy bike with me.”, Juniper responded while getting up and going closer to her bike. “Oh, c’mon! I’ll take you straight home.”, the man said as he got closer to her. It was in that moment that Juniper finally got her legs working properly and broke into a dead sprint away from the man. She didn’t expect the man to chase after her. Before she knew it, she was being slammed into the ground. Letting out a sharp, shrill scream for help she squirmed and tried to fight back. The man was definitely stronger than she had originally thought, but she still managed to bite him on the arm hard enough to draw blood and to kick him hard against the ribs. When he did let go briefly, she used the opportunity to make a staggering break for it. She didn’t get far before she felt something hard hit the back of her skull and everything went dark. Ch. 2: Welcome to Hell (Trigger Warning! in AN)Author's Note Trigger Warning: Chapter involves hostage situation and brief description of rape. READER DISCRETION ADVISED!! Ch. 2: Welcome to Hell (Trigger Warning! in AN) Juniper couldn’t tell where she was or even whether it was day or night when she finally came to. All she knew was fear. She couldn’t believe this man would do this! She tried to move her arms but found she couldn’t for, even though she couldn’t see, she could hear the sound of chains rattling against a pipe. ‘Okay, don’t panic just yet. Maybe you can try to find something to free yourself! Wait! What am I saying?!? I can’t even see what’s in front of my own eyes! How am I gonna get out! Dear God, I’m too scared to think straight!’, Juniper thought to herself before fear started clouding her thoughts. Not long after, the sound of a door opening and closing was audible. Footsteps could be heard getting closer and her heart nearly leapt into her throat. Suddenly, a blinding light shone above her, temporarily stunning her. “Great! You’re awake! Hope you had a sweet nap, ‘little lamb’. I brought you down some food.”, the man said as he placed a tray of Chinese take-out near her and un-cuffed her dominant hand (how he knew which was her dominant hand, she had no idea). “Please! Let me go! I won’t tell anyone what happened, I swear. Just let me go mister!”, Juniper pleaded in tears. “Hmmm...sorry Juniper, can’t do that! See I got you fair and square and now….well...you’re gonna do exactly what I say and exactly as I say it. You will do whatever I say for you to do and you will do so with enthusiasm. Failure to oblige by my rules will result in punishment.” he stopped to pull harshly on her chained arm. “Is that clear ‘little lamb’?”, He finished with a smile as he checked her out. She wasn’t totally sure as to why he was looking at her with a hungry look, but one glance down at herself answered that instantly. “W-What happened to my clothes?”, Juniper asked as she attempted to cover her exposed body with her hand and legs covering her underwear clad chest and private area. “Ohhh...you won’t be needing those anymore. Besides, I like seeing you in a more...natural look and for the record, my name is Greyson. Greyson Potters, but you are to refer to me as big daddy. I will bring you food and water as well as a change of underwear everyday. You are to stay down here until I come get you. After that well...we’re gonna have some real fun!”, Greyson instructed before grabbing her by the chin and kissing her roughly and forcefully. “*sigh*...there’ll be more of that...later ‘little lamb’. *laughs* Yes...much more of that later...but for now, you need to eat. I’d imagine after 2 days of unconsciousness, you’d be starving so here.”, He finished as he scooted the tray closer to her and left the basement. Locking the door behind himself. Juniper just slumped down onto the floor and burst into tears. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ (Monday Morning, at Canterlot High School) Sweetie Belle had just come out of her 2nd period class and was about to meet up with her friends when she had to stop by her locker. After retrieving her things, she glanced over to the locker next to hers and noticed that it didn’t have the normal Monday sticky note on the front. “Hmmm...perhaps she just forgot it? But that seems unlikely seeing as she always remembers them each weekday morning. Then...maybe she’s just not here today...which seems even more strange.”, Sweetie said aloud to herself as she headed to study hall to meet up with the girls. (Study Hall, A short time later) Scootaloo and Apple Bloom were sitting at their favorite table. While the redhead was busy actually studying, the magenta haired girl was busy watching internet sports fail videos. Just then, Sweetie Belle walked in and immediately sat down at their table. A slightly nervous look etched across her face. “Hey Sweetie, what’s up?”, Scootaloo asked. “Hey girls. Have either of you heard from Juniper Sprout? I noticed she didn’t have her usual ‘morning greeter’ on her locker this morning and she wasn’t in 1st period.”, Sweetie replied. “Well that’s not like her. Wonder where she is? Apple Bloom! You saw her last. Do you know anything?”, Scootaloo asked. “The last time I saw her was Saturday. She said she was waiting for her big sister to pick her up when we were still at the ice-cream parlor. I offered to take her home, but she said no. Haven’t seen her since.”, Apple Bloom recalled. "This is getting weird…”, Scootaloo said. “Hold on, I’ll try and call her. Maybe she got sick or something.”, Sweetie Belle said as she dialed Juniper’s cell number “Hmmm….no answer. Now that is alarming being that, even if sick, she’d answer her phone.”, She finished as she slammed her phone onto the table. “Maybe after school we should go to her house and see if she’s alright.”, Apple Bloom suggested. The other nodded in agreement as the bell rang. Signaling the end of study hall. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ Juniper just sat there on the floor of the cool basement. She’d long since cried herself tired and was simply sitting bored on the ground. She had no idea what time it was but she could tell by the shadows on the wall getting shorter that it was getting late. ‘I hope someone notices I’m missing soon...I don’t know what the wolf has in store and yes, inner monologue, I will be referring him as the wolf for now on. Seems fitting due to him calling me his “little lamb”. Uggghh! I gotta get out of here before I lose it.’, her internal monologue was cut short by the basement door being opened and closed again. Footsteps could once again be heard approaching her. “Okay ‘little lamb’! Time to have some...fun….”, Greyson said in a chipper tone as he scooped her up against her will and carried her upstairs. Juniper crying and kicking all the while. They ascended 2 large flights of stairs and finally arrived in front of a black painted, wooden door. The words “Game Room” were carved in silver letters above the door. Greyson opened the door to reveal a brightly pastel colored room. A toy box rest on one wall and a trampoline was in the corner. The most distinguishable feature of the room was the large queen-sized bed in the center of the room. Aside from a lone tv on the wall, there wasn’t much else in there. Not even a window. Greyson carried the no longer struggling girl into the room and lay her on the bed. “Okay sweetheart. We’re gonna play a little game. It’s a very special game! All you have to do is lay back and relax. I’ll do the rest and it’ll be real fun. Okay? Okay.”, Greyson said as he reached for her bra and removed it swiftly. He then did the same with her panties before removing his own pants and underwear. His cock large and fully erect as he crept closer. A smile never leaving his face. “Please Don’t! Dear God...please don’t do it!”, Juniper pleaded almost silently before her body fell rigid and hard as she felt nothing but pain the rest of the night. Ch. 3: Prayers and Search PartiesCry. That’s all Juniper could do after the horrors she endured last night. Curled up in a ball on a small cot in the basement, she cried and tried to erase the memory of what happened from her brain. No matter what, she just couldn’t stop remembering it and thus, made her cry harder. She was sore, tired and she missed her mom terribly. Juniper was mostly in shock due to what happened. ‘This isn’t happening...It’s just NOT happening!.....I--I can’t even comprehend this. How did it all come to this? I….I just want to die…..’ her internal distress monologue was broken again by the sound of the basement door opening and closing as well as the sound of footsteps. Juniper tried to curl up tighter and shut her eyes tighter to make herself look asleep, but was unsuccessful (not to mention, now having a leg cramp). “Good morning ‘little lamb’! Hope you slept well.”, Greyson started as he sat a tray in front of her cot “You know...last night was absolutely amazing. You were positively spectacular my dear. Now I’m sure after all we did last night, you’re pretty sore so there’s some pain medication in your breakfast. I’ve also brought some fresh underwear for you and a special surprise will be waiting for you after your shower.”, he finished as he pat her on the head gently. Juniper jerking her head away swiftly (nearly giving herself whiplash in the process). “No it wasn’t. It was unimaginably horrible! Y-you made me feel...dirty in places that I never knew could feel that bad, hell...you took my virginity through RAPE! That’s gonna be cause for a pretty pissed off person--!”, Juniper’s rant was cut short by a large hand hitting her across the face hard enough to cause bruising and for her to spit out a little blood. “NEVER raise your voice to me!!! You hear? NEVER!!!!”, Greyson roared in anger at the shriveling and obviously frightened girl. Juniper, too scared to speak, simply nodded in response. Trembling all the while. Breathing heavily Greyson composed himself before speaking, “Good, now let’s see about fixing that pretty face of yours huh ‘lil’ lamb’?”. Juniper cringed slightly as he touched her face. His cold hands felt sickeningly gentle as he bandaged her up briefly. Afterwards, he dragged her up to a nearby restroom with a shower. After leaving her alone in the restroom, Juniper looked around and wasn’t too surprised to see a decorative stained-glass window next to the toilet. She didn’t bother trying to open it as she knew those kinds of windows wouldn't open without being broken. While she set that idea aside (as she couldn't find anything that could break the glass nearby), she decided that a shower would definitely be necessary...especially after being forced to lay there as he took her innocence. She was smelly and felt terrible. As she tried to bend to reach the knobs on the shower, she felt a horrible stabbing pain in her lower abdomen where her womb was. She covered her mouth in a muffled scream of pain as she continued turning the shower water to the highest the hot would go. Stepping in with her washcloth, she vigorously scrubbed and cleansed herself of the grimy feeling. While it helped for the physical aspect (she only barely managed to clean her vagina as much as basically possible. Cringing with tears in her eyes the whole time.) it did very little to calm the psychological aspect. “Mom always said to ‘Beware of strangers’...why didn't I listen to mom?!? Now look what’s happened! The wolf has taken me as prey...torturing me. Making me wish for death! I know it’s only been one time, but one time’s ENOUGH! I really hope someone is looking for me….” Juniper stopped as an idea struck her “...Maybe….maybe if I do as mom instructed me to in desperate times like these...th-then perhaps it will work.”, she finished as she leaned against the shower wall. Her short black/pink hair lying wet flat against the back of her neck as she sunk down into the basin of the shower. She’d managed to get onto her knees into a kneeling manner as she bow her head in a silent prayer. "'Greatest God. My father and divine savior, I only ask this one prayer of not only forgiveness that I participated unwillingly in a most sacred act only reserved for adults, but also for help. I kneel before you in my most natural form to pray for sanctuary and salvation. I pray for someone to find me and free me from my horrible imprisonment. Yet most of all, God...I pray you watch over my mother and sister. I know they must be going crazy with worry as I haven’t seen them in 3 days. My lord, this is my prayer of protection. In your holy name, amen.'", Juniper silently prayed as she cried into the slowly growing colder water. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ (Canterlot City, Tuesday Afternoon) “Ah can’t believe we forgot to check in on Juniper yesterday!”, Apple Bloom frustratedly groaned as the trio rode their bikes down towards the aforementioned girl’s street. “Well it’s not like we meant to! Scoots had JV soccer practice and I had a mandatory choir meeting after school, plus as I seem to recall, you said something about Applejack needing your help on the farm yesterday.”, Sweetie Belle remarked whilst playfully mocking her friend’s frustrated facial expressions. “True. I mean I’m sure we would’ve done so if our schedules weren't so crazy--”, Scootaloo started before spotting a sight that made the three speed up their bikes as they raced down the street and pulled up in front of Juniper’s house. A large crowd, which consisted of neighbors, friends, police and news anchors was gathered on the front lawn. The three girls fought their way through the crowd til they got to the front door, where a police officer was standing guard by the door. “Please officer, we need to get in there!”, Sweetie Belle said. “Yeah! We’re friends of Juniper Sprout!”, Applebloom added. To which the officer quickly mumbled something into his radio transmitter before allowing the girls’ entrance into the house. The scene that met them inside was one of organized chaos. Police officers were scattered all across the house. In the living room, an older woman in near hysteria was being comforted by a slightly younger woman. “Miss Honeysuckle. What’s going on?”, Scootaloo asked. Worriedness etched across her face. Honeysuckle looked up from the floor at the three 13-year-olds with tears in her eyes. “Oh, girls! It’s terrible! June, she--she’s--”, Honey stopped abruptly stopped due to crying. “What’s. going. on?”, Sweetie Belle asked, feeling a bit braver. “Girls...it’s Juniper. She’s been missing for 3 days.”, the younger woman said. “MISSING?!?!?”, the trio exclaimed in unison. “Yes, missing.”, the teen said again in confirmation. “B-but how!?! She said you were gonna pick her up from the ice-cream parlor before ah left!?”, Applebloom nearly shouted in hysterics. In the main hallway, two officers were relaying information to one another. “Well...from what we gathered, the mother told us that she was with some friends most of the day...these wouldn't happen to be those friends, would it?”, A raven-haired officer said to an officer with a large beard. “It just so happens that they are.”, the bearded officer responded. “Say no more. I’ll try to talk to them. I’m sure they’re just as scared and confused as the family is, but at least they are key witnesses.”, the raven-haired officer said as she approached the living room once again. “Hey Sarge! Try to be less...you know...pitbull-ish when talking. Remember, they are a bunch of scared 13-year-old girls!”, the bearded officer yelled back only to earn a nasty look in response from his sergeant. The sergeant stepped in to see a sight that, with all her years on the CCPD, truly didn’t surprise her any longer. So with a deep breath and a semi-sweet smile, the sergeant calmly approached the group. “Hello young ladies, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Sgt. Mist and if you’re comfortable with it, I’d like to ask you girls a few questions involving your friend Juniper. If that’s alright?”, Sgt. Mist said in a calm--almost sweet tone. The three teens looked at one another and then back to the sergeant. While they were wary about once again speaking to a stranger, they also knew that this was a police officer. She could help them find Juniper! So with a collective deep breath, they turned their attention back to the officer. “Okay. We--We’ll tell you whatever you need to hear. Just so long as it helps get Juniper home faster…”, Sweetie Belle said in a tone that betrayed the shocked and worried look on her face. So it was with the Sergeant seated in front of a trio of young girls, that the story of how the girls’ Saturday plans went about. They carefully explained how they met up in the park that morning and played around for awhile. When they got to the part about how they met the stranger in the van, Sgt. Mist stopped them briefly. “Now you say you spoke with a man with a van. Can you describe the van to me, please?”, Sgt. Mist asked. “Uhh...yeah. Yeah it was a white van. Had a silver sunroof. The windows looked like they were tinted. There was a scratch on the side, above the right rear tire. Sorry, didn’t get the licence plate number.”, Scootaloo described the van in as much detail as she could. “I’m impressed that you knew I would’ve asked that question. Even so, I’ve gotten that description down.”, Sgt. Mist said in an almost amused tone. “Thanks, I tend to watch a lot of crime shows like Forensic Files , Law & Order and The First 48.”, Scootaloo said in an almost small voice. Sgt. Mist regarded that comment with a good-natured smile before resuming her interrogation of the witnesses. The girls, for the most part, were holding it together bravely as they continued until it was only Applebloom who was talking. “So after Scoots left to drop Sweetie Belle off at her place, Ah was waiting on the curb in the parkin’ lot with Juniper. She told me that Marigold was gonna pick her up from the ice-cream parlor. Ah even offered her a ride from mah big brother, but she refused. Ah havn’t seen her since.”, Applebloom finished in tears. Obviously scared for her friend. “Well girls, don’t you worry. I can assure you that we will do all in our power to find your friend. Now, how about you kids head on home. I’m sure your families are worried.”, Sgt. Mist said. To the immediate shock of the 3 teens who scrambled to their feet in order to rush off home. Turning to her team of search and rescue professionals after watching the scared girls run home, she addressed them in an ultra-authoritative tone on the subject of the case. “Alright! Listen up everyone, this case has now been upgraded from an missing persons to a possible child abduction. I need every available officer to canvas the surrounding area. Pay specific attention to Chilly Breeze’s Ice-Cream Parlor. There may be a possible lead at that location. Myself and Detective Stonewall will take on said lead while others will scout out the surrounding area. Another area to pay attention to is Coral Park as that is where the victim had spent most of the day in question. Is that understood?!”, Sgt. Mist instructed her men. “Yes Sergeant!”, An collective amount of voices called out before being dismissed. After hours and the group of police officers dispersed, only Sgt. Mist and the bearded officer from before remained with the distraught family of (temporarily) two. After assuring the mother and daughter that everything would be ok and that they’d do all they could to find Juniper, they too left. Ch. 4: Songs and CompanyAuthor's Note Warning: Chapter contains mentioning of Child Pornographic media via photography/cinematography. Readers' discretion is advised. Alrighty y'all! Here's the next chapter! We'll be introducing a new character in this one who plays a very important role throughout the rest of the story, so you might want to remember her. Also, this is the song Juniper hums: Ch. 4: Songs and Company (Same day, with Juniper…) Juniper sat on the bathroom floor in nothing but a bath towel. Simply waiting for this to all end, or at least...until she’s let out of the locked bathroom. Suddenly she hears what she thinks is footsteps approaching before also hearing the telltale sound of a door unlocking. Still shaking from where she sat, she dare not bolt out the door as soon as opportunity strikes least she want to avoid getting hit or worse. She doesn’t even look up as he approaches her in a calm tone and a spring in his step. “Hello ‘lil’ lamb’! Hope you had a nice shower. Guess what?”, Greyson pauses briefly to let her guess. Juniper couldn’t possibly know what he was planning so she simply replied, “I don’t know. What?”. “I have a special surprise for you! But before you can see it, You have to do something for me first and no, it won’t involve any of the….fun things we’ve been doing. Now, come with me and I’ll show you this absolutely stunning outfit I picked out for you earlier while you were in the shower!”, Greyson said in an excited tone as he forcibly grabbed Juniper by her arm and lead her out the bathroom and into what appeared to be a standard bedroom. The only exception was the light purple and gold dress laying across the top. Next to it was her lockett. “Now ‘lil’ lamb’ what I want you to do is simple. All I want you to do is put on this dress and follow me when you’re done. Then comes the actual task.”, Greyson instructed. As much as she wanted to protest (and question how in the world he got his hands on her lockett. ‘Assuming he even knows it’s a lockett…’ she added mentally.), she simply hung her head and snorted as she started getting re-dressed. Automatically feeling like she was being watched (more so than usual) she turned with the towel still clinging to her body, to see Greyson still standing there with an incredibly uncomfortably sweet grin on his face. Simply watching her. “What are you doing?”, she asked in a tone that hid how creeped out she was. “Just making sure you get everything on alright and…” he paused as he slunk behind her and put his hands on her towel-clad hips and bottom “...enjoying a little show at the same time.”, he finished in a sultry voice that sent hard, fearful shivers up her spine. She rolled her eyes hard whist muttering some very colorful words in spanish before speaking slightly louder, “Freaking pervert.”. That earned her a sharp spank on the butt followed by a whisper-growl of ‘say something like that in front of me again and I’ll kill you’. He then snatched the now saturated towel off her naked body and went over to the chest drawers to get her some fresh underwear and a bra. He handed her the undergarments with a sick smile as he watched her get them on. Juniper couldn’t believe he was doing this but at the same time, she should’ve expected this coming from the wolf in the few days she’s been held there. Ohhh how she desperately needed to find a way out and fast! After getting the bra and lacey panties on, she reached for and slipped on the dress which, to her surprise, fit. Albeit it was tight in her chest and backside area she really couldn’t complain on the feel. The purpose and style though was a whole other concept. “Aha! So I was right in assuming that’d fit! Excellent, now let’s go. We have a Fashion Shoot to get to.”, Greyson said excitedly as he dragged her hastily defiant body up another flight of stairs to what appeared to be an attic refurbished to be a studio-like floor below the roof. There were definite noticeable changes to this room than to the others she’d seen so far. Primarily the fact that there was a large bed that looked like it’d been lifted from one wall to the near center of the room. A large white screen acting like a background to the plain peach bed. A large clothing rack with an assortment of X-rated outfits of varying sizes sat in one corner and a tripod w/camera attached sat at the foot of the bed. A different hanging camera was positioned above the bed. Both cameras being able to move easily. Greyson shoved her roughly into the room and cracked the door open before picking up Juniper and tossing her onto the bed. “Now ‘lil’ lamb’...all you’ll be doing is trying on a few outfits and posing on that bed. Though a few...won’t require clothing if you get my drift.”, He said with a wink as he pulled 2 sets of handcuffs out and chained Juniper to the bed in a pose that clearly exposed her cleavage and a bit of her panties through the dress. “Let’s Get Started!”, Greyson started as he got the cameras ready. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ “Yes! Yes! That’s it! Ooooohhhhh Yess…. You look spectacular ‘lil’ lamb’!....aaannnddd...done. There, now that wasn’t so bad was it?”, Greyson asked a now naked and trembling Juniper as she shook like a chihuahua on the bed. She herself lain out spread eagle-style with her arms locked above her head and left side. He had just finished up a 3 hour ‘photo shoot’ with 0 breaks (and a fresh change of clothes as he’d gotten a tad too excited and ended up switching to video recording himself as he degraded her by using her once again as a sex doll on a nearby chair.). Juniper on the other hand, felt the complete opposite of how he was. “I-Is it over n-now?”, Juniper asked. “‘Is it over now’ what?”, Greyson asked as he unlocked her right arm. “I-I-Is it over n-n-now...big daddy?”, Juniper stuttered in fright and repulsion. “Hmmm...much better and yes. You can slip on your underwear and wait on the bed. I will take you back down to the basement where your surprise is waiting.”, Greyson replied in an official tone yet still with a wolfish smile upon his face. Juniper really couldn’t reply due to her being near paralyzed with fear and embarrassment. Though she did nod once as she put on her underclothes with a speed that would put a Shadowbolt to shame. She simply decided to go with it as reluctant as she was, she knew fighting could very well result in her incredibly premature death. As she was lead back to her prison of a “room”, her thoughts drifted to a happier time. (Flashback to 1 ¾ years ago…) ‘An 12-year-old Juniper, not yet with her “Legacy Patch” is looking in on a sport that, in her words is the “coolest sport in the world”. The local Roller Derby team, “The Diamond Dogs” was finishing up a practice session. While too young for the senior division, she was the right age for the junior team, apptly named “The Emerald Pups”. “I dunno you guys, I’m just kinda...ya know, nervous? Yeah, nervous.”, Juniper admitted to her friends, the ‘Legacy Hunters’. “Relax, Junie! I know you’ll do fine. Besides, We’ve seen the way you skate and they’d be CRAZY not to pick you for this years junior team!, Sweetiebelle said with enthusiasm. “Yeah! The way you move so fast makes me wish AJ would let me use mah skates around the farm. B’cuz then that’d make chores a whole lot more easy!”, Applebloom complimented her nervous friend. “You know you got this in the bag for sure!”, Scootaloo added on. “You know what? You guys are right! Yeah, I’m gonna kill it in there! Let’s DO THIS!!”, Juniper shouted as she rose from the sidelines and into the main pit. After an hour of showing her skills to the coaches of each team and nearly passing out due to fear, Juniper left out with an eager grin and a newfound confidence. “I’M IN!! I’M IN! I’M REALLY A “Emerald Pup”!!!!”, Juniper shouted in joy when she bounded outside to greet her friends. “That’s GREAT! See, we told you that you would!”, Scootaloo said in response. “But that’s not all…”, Applebloom pointed out. “What do you-?”Juniper stopped herself as she saw a patch of a flaming roller skate surrounded by two roses land by her foot by an unfelt wind. “*gasp* MY LEGACY PATCH!! IT FINALLY CAME!! WOOO-HOOO!!”, Juniper shouted as she held it up for her friends to see’ (End of Flashback) That was almost 2 years ago and she still loved that memory. It was with that memory that she kept a clear (mostly) mind when she got to the basement. Although, she was shocked to see another girl down there on her mattress looking absolutely terrified. “And here’s the surprise I was telling you about! You have a roommate now! Isn’t that exciting? And I get a new girl to…’break in’.”, Greyson said with a sadistic chuckle as he unchained the trembling girls’ wrists and explained to her what he first explained to Juniper. Juniper on the other hand, looked at the girl with despair in her eyes but also hope as Greyson left them be. “So….uuhhh...yeah, I know today officially sucks doesn’t it?”, Juniper asked her new roommate. She only got a terrified nod in reply. Juniper knew that look in the girl’s eyes. A look of confusion and fear. She felt very sorry for this girl who had to be around her age and in the same situation she was in currently. So, the only thing she could think to do was start humming. “W-what’s that you’re humming?”, the girl asked quietly. “Hmm? Oh, just an old lullaby. Wanna hear some? It always helps me when my thoughts go down...that path again.”, Juniper responded as she sang quietly. Just close your eyes, The sun is going down. You'll be alright, No one can hurt you now. Come morning light, You and I'll be safe and sound… “That was beautiful! You really have a voice.”, The girl praised. “Thanks. By the way, my name’s Juniper Sprout.”, Juniper introduced herself. “I’m Gracie Sonata. A pleasure to meet ya.”, Gracie said as the two shook hands. Unaware that someone was watching the whole spectacle. Ch. 5: The Worst is Yet to ComeSide by side they slept, or tried to at least. Neither could really sleep after what they endured the day before. With Juniper, the mere thought of those horrible pictures and the fact that they were all of her was enough for her to not sleep. With Gracie, simply that she was abducted by two men in a white van was enough to send shivers down her spine, but the idea of what Greyson briefed her on what was to happen and by what Juniper told her in enough detail to keep her awake was simplified in a word: suckish. Neither could rest so they resolved in telling each other their stories. “Okay….so it started out as an innocent Tuesday afternoon. I was teaching a ballet class at the Canterlot Community Center and we had just let out for the day. See I gained my legacy patch in dance so it only seemed fair to get an after school job as a teacher to younger kids and older ones too. Anyways, I decided to take my motorcycle back to the candy shop where my older brother worked but….I never made it there…” Gracie stopped briefly to wipe her eyes before continuing, “...I noticed a large white van following me real close on the road and before I knew it BAM! The van hits me and I get sent crashing into a post office. While I tried to get up and see if the driver was okay, these two men jumped out the back of the van and grabbed me up. While I did put up a good fight, I think they ended up knocking me out. Next thing I know I’m chained up here in my underwear and bra.”, She finished. “Wow. I can't imagine how painful that had to have been. I mean I got scraped up and still have a bump on my head from where he knocked me out. But you? Did you break an arm or leg?”, Juniper asked in concern. Gracie just tried to sit up but found she had a hard time moving her left leg. “Okay that doesn't look good. Here lemme see if I can take a look at it.”, Juniper said in a serious manner. Gracie compiled with a little assistance from Juniper. “Mmmmmm… Just as I thought. Well, good news is that your ankle isn’t broken just sprained. Bad news is that he is going to have to fix that up as I can’t access any medical supplies.”, Juniper said to an obviously irked Gracie. “Just my luck. Not only do I get taken hostage by some child predators, wreck my bike and apparently sprained my ankle but I also lost my special whistle!”, Gracie sorrowfully said as she held her head in her hands. Juniper while feeling sorry for her new companion, got hit with a sudden realisation moment. “Wait, you said it was a Tuesday that you were captured? And I was caught on a Saturday...that means I’ve been here, now nearly 4 days since it’s by now Wednesday. I only know that because there was an electric alarm clock by the bed where he...took my pictures. *shudder* and I saw it was 11:50 pm when he finished. Took approximately 10 minutes to get me back down here and judging by how I can almost see the sunrise, I can definitely say that it’s Wednesday. Good morning Gracie.”, Juniper said with a dry throat. “Good morning Juniper. We should at least attempt to get some sleep before the day begins.”, Gracie said with a yawn. The two teens quietly drifted into a dreamless sleep. 🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺 (A few hours later…) The sound of the basement door opening and closing roused Juniper from her sleep. Half-awake but fully alert, she sat up before gently nudging Gracie in the side to wake her. “Good morning my ladies! How was everyone's sleep?”, Greyson asked in a chipper tone. “Sleep was okay mister.”, a half-awake Gracie yawned out. Juniper remained silent. “Well then, I come bringing a bountiful breakfast for two that consists of breakfast croissants and hash browns from Royal Castle and apple juice for Gracie and for Juniper, a small stack of Mighty Burger pancakes and hash browns with orange juice.”, Greyson said as he distributed the food to the respective girls. “Thanks.”, Gracie replied in a slightly unnerved tone. “Thank You...big daddy.”, Juniper replied in a monotone form. “That’s more like it! Oooohhh...you girls are in for a treat! Asides from the...activities planned for later on, I have managed up some form of entertainment for you two!” he paused as he unchained Gracie and Juniper. “As to not have my girls bored and as I know you both love nature...there will be another companion joining you in a bit!”, he finished as the two girls rubbed their sore arms. “Greyson. Gracie needs medical attention. Her ankle is sprained.”, Juniper hissed out as she gently took Grace’s hand in hers. Almost as if a light bulb lit up in his head, Greyson took the opportunity to his benefit. “Okay. I’ll uh...take a look at it and bandage her up!”, He said as he helped Grace to her feet. Being mindful of her injury. Gracie quickly grasped onto Juniper’s arm as if it were her only lifeline. “N-No!...Please, she comes with me...she has a big bump on her head that hurts bad!”, Grace shouted half in fear. Catching onto what she was doing, Juniper held onto her head in mock intense pain. Moaning uncomfortably to truly sell it. “Hmmm….well then, that is a problem then. Tell me Juniper, why didn't you say anything of any pain before?”, He asked as he locked eyes with Juniper. “I-I-I didn’t want y-you to worry. But it does hurt.”, Juniper said shakily. Her head actually started to hurt at that point. Greyson was taken aback at this. Surely one injured girl was easy to handle. Plus he’d have a chance to test out his new “toy”. With two injured, he didn’t honestly know how to deal. So, he did the only honest thing he could. “Alright, both of you come with me so I can fix you up. No tricks. I promise.”, Greyson confirmed with a nod of his head as he pulled the trembling girls up by their wrists. Binding them both by a thick rope, Greyson led them upstairs to the living room area (a fact that Juniper made sure to take an extremely close look at for possible future reference). Sitting them down on a plush green sofa, Greyson left to find a first aid kit. Taking the time to her advantage, Juniper took a really good look around the living room. Immediately noticing that it was attached to a dining room and a foyer to the far west of the room. Three huge bookshelves lined the entirety of one wall and a large flat-screen tv sat mounted above an empty fireplace. The fireplace was obviously large and real. Large enough to possibly fit a teenager going up or down. A winding stairway sat at the far northeast corner of the room. Likely leading up to the second floor. The windows, to both of their relief, were operational. Big shutters lined the inside and the window itself had a hatch lock that was currently locked with a combination lock and a padlock. The other two were the same way. Glancing over to where the foyer was, Juniper and Gracie could just barely make out a large wooden door. No doubt heavily locked (despite the girls’ inability to see such locks) as well as a shoe rack and a flight of stairs that Juniper recognized as the ones Greyson took her up on the night of her first raping. A shudder of revulsion coursed through her as she vividly remembered that night. Shaking her head, Juniper continued to commit everything to memory as Greyson stepped back in. A large hospital-grade first-aid kit in his hands as he set about looking over Gracie. Naturally the opportunity simply couldn't be missed and Greyson gladly took it upon himself to admire his new acquisition in more detail as he set about mending her ankle. “After all….we wouldn't want you to perform badly because of a sprained ankle. Some of my contacts actually are into that kind of thing. Eh, c’est la vie, as the french say!”, Greyson chuckled as he spoke. Within a few minutes, he’d set her ankle in a splint and bound it. Knowing that she'd be out of commission for a little while longer, he swiftly moved over to Juniper. Carefully motioning throughout her thick black/pink hair until he found the bump near the base of her skull. Reaching into the box, he found a salve to place on concussive bumps and began to apply and massage the affected area. Being so close to her ear allowed him the perfect vantage point to oversee some of her more valuable “assets” in gratitude. “Oh just think. While birdy here is healing up...you and I can begin to spend even more... quality time together little lamb...ooohhh won't that be fun. I can already see it. You bound to a bed...or maybe a wall...as I ravish you senseless. Or perhaps if you're really good, I might let a few of my clients have a turn at you. After all...I’ve already gotten so many requests for more pictures and videos. You're quickly becoming popular little lamb. Still I am saddened that I can't play with my new toy just yet, but don't you worry. We're still gonna have quite a time together...just you…” he paused to buck his hips against her backside “...and I. Won't that be nice, little lamb?”, He finished with another quick jerk of his hips to her pantied ass. Causing a shocked gasp to escape her. Tears briefly obstructed her vision at the mere descriptions he gave her. Standing up from applying the medicine, he grabbed both girls up by the rope. Briefly forgetting that one was injured on the leg and the other could potentially experience a bit of vertigo, he all but dragged them both up the flights of stairs in the foyer. Stopping at his “game room”, Greyson unlocked it and forced the girls inside the brightly lit room. Going straight over to the bed, He unbound the two girls only to tie Gracie up against a hook on the wall (to where her only direction to look at would be the bed from its profile). Followed by forcing Juniper onto the bed. Ripping off her panties and bra so quick, he almost gave her whiplash as he unbuckled his pants and threw them and his boxers off over the edge. Exposing his rock hard cock to the air. It twitched as if the mere thought of pounding into sweet innocent flesh was enough for a climax. Suddenly he grabbed Juniper forcefully and placed her on her stomach. Ass in the air and legs trembling (he took it as excitement. Gracie took it as fear), Juniper shouted out as she felt his cock brush up against her pussy lips. With a yelp of fear and a cry of “stop!” from Gracie, Greyson paused in his ministrations as he stood back up and came over to where Gracie stood bound. Raising a large hand, he brought it down hard against the tied up girls’ head. Not giving her the chance to react, he pulled her back up by her hair and spoke in a deadly tone. “Now now, that wasn't nice at all. Seems we’re going to have to teach you the rules the hard way. Now I'm a firm believer in learning on the job and witnessing the course first-hand. Therefore, you birdy are gonna stand here and watch how pleasing big daddy is done right. Any more interruptions and I’ll gladly make sure you're next for demonstration--injured or not. Now watch and learn how it's done!”, Greyson spoke with venom in every word as he walked away from his bound captive and went to set up a tripod at the base of the bed. Once it was completely set to record, he went back to what he was doing before. 🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑 Grasping onto her hips, Greyson leaned over to make sure his girl was well gagged before slipping his still hard cock into the velvety smoothness of her young pussy. Stretching her with his girth and length, he groaned as he felt her adjust to his impressive size of 8 inches. Snapping his hips back once, he let out a near growl of pleasure. Simultaneously, Juniper let out a sound that could only be mistaken as a moan, but was really a cry of pain. He continued his pattern of slow and methodical humps as his desire grew. Suddenly a thought occurred to him: her pussy wasn't enough. He had to have her ass or he’d just burst! Slowly pulling out til only the tip remained at the mouth of her entrance, Greyson smirked and leaned over to where he knew she could hear him clearly. “Now little lamb...I’m gonna see how that pretty tail of yours feels, being pierced by my dick. You’ll love it.”, He purred as he got up to find some lubricant. Finding his preferred brand, he slicked himself up and aligned his dick with her still virgin asshole. Placing a bit of lube onto the tight opening and stretching it a bit, he unceremoniously plunged headfirst into her ass. The shriek of pain that emanated from Juniper from behind the ball gag was almost deafening. This of course caused her to get a hard slap on an ass cheek in retaliation. Uncaring if his conquest was in any form of pain, he pushed on. Finding the feeling of her anal canal so intoxicating, he almost lost it right then and there, but managed to keep a level head on his shoulders (a feat that many men can't claim) as he began to get rougher and pound into her harder and faster. Eventually he just couldn't handle it anymore and pulled out as he grabbed her left hand and yanked it back so that she could stroke him off to his climax all over her back (and a bit in her hair). Once truly satisfied, he released her arm and slid off the bed. Still sweaty and smelling strongly of sex, he walked over to a visibly traumatized Gracie. A devilish smile never leaving his face. “So. Did you learn something from that little display? More importantly--”he got closer to her ear and whispered “--did you enjoy it? Because I for certain enjoyed knowing that you were watching as I took her anal virginity. Knowing that you stand here helpless and bound while she gives it away freely, like the good little whore she is. Ooohh, it gave me such satisfaction. In fact, that thought alone is what made me cum so deep. I almost considered cumming in her pussy because of that, yet I thought better than that. Anyways, that's just one way you're going to be pleasing me or any of my clients. Understood?”, he finished with a lick of her cheek. Fighting the urge to wipe her face and burn the skin with it, she nodded without a word. Satisfied with the answer, he untied Gracie from the hook and hoisted Juniper to her feet as she bound them both by the rope again and led them back to the basement. Just before entering though, Greyson got a phone call. Quickly shifting so that he could answer the phone and unlock the basement door, he walked the captive girls back to their living space and unceremoniously dumped them onto the old mattress that made their shared bed before turning and walking a ways away to continue his phone conversation. Once finished, he turned back around and looked at the visibly traumatized girls with a leering grin. “Great news girls! It appears that your surprise is ready! So, I’m going to go and get it as well as find us something to eat. After all, we did just have quite a morning haven't we? A reward for being such good girls is definitely in the works. So, I’m off. Don't miss me too much.”, Greyson said with a smile that spoke volumes yet nothing at all. Leaving the girls to themselves in the dim basement.
Ch. 1:Good Day turns BadThe sun shone bright in the afternoon sky. Around this time of day, everyone was out and about around town. Being that it was the weekend, that meant the local park was filled with kids of all ages. Amongst these kids were the group of friends: Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo along with a friend of theirs, Juniper Sprout. The quartet of 13-year-olds were riding their bikes (or in Scootaloo’s case a old scooter) all around the park, simply having a grand time. “Hey girls! I have an idea. How ‘bout a race?”, Apple Bloom suggested. “That sounds cool. From where to where?”, Juniper asked. “Hmmm….how about from this tree…” Apple Bloom patted the tree they were leaning against “...to that bench by the fence over there.”, she finished while pointing towards a bench further down by the silver fence that blocked the perimeter from the sidewalk. “That’s not that far! I can make that distance in my sleep!”, Scootaloo bragged as she looked at the impromptu ‘finish line’ in a confident gaze. “Not if I beat you to it!”, Sweetie Belle challenged giddly. “Then it’s settled! Let’s race!”, Juniper shouted as she placed her blue helmet back on her choppy black w/baby pink highlighted head and re-mounted her bike. The other 3 girls followed her example and re-applied their helmets before mounting their vehicles and lining up by the tree. “Okay...on 3, we go! Ready? 1….2….3!”, Apple Bloom shouted as they all sped off on their vehicles. The colorful blurs of girls on bikes eventually slowed as they reached their “finish line” with Apple Bloom being the surprising winner of the race. Laughing, the 4 girls sat on the bench or against the fence. Scootaloo had some music playing on her phone and they were simply hanging out. They were so deep in their conversations that they didn’t even notice a white van pull up near them on the street. The van. It wasn’t a particularly interesting van. Plain white paint job and a silver sunroof. The windows on the other hand, were black tinted and there were only 4. In other words, this van spelled ‘T-R-O-U-B-L-E' without even trying. The driver in the van looked on through a window before picking his moment to strike. He got out the van and approached the fence where the girls were resting. “Oh hello, young ladies!”, the man said to catch their attention. It worked as the 4 girls looked up to see just who called out to them. The man who loomed over them was a thin, muscular one. Finely defined features and he looked to be in his mid-20’s. The only thing that would distinguish him from a male model in the girls’ eyes was the long scar that went from his forehead along his left jaw and ended at the base of his neck. “Oh...uhhh...hi mister.”, Sweetie Belle said in an uneasy tone. The others looked wary as the clean-cut stranger casually approached them by the fence. “You uh...you wouldn’t happen to know where the ice-cream shop is around here would you?”, the man asked in a sly tone. The girls quickly huddled in group formation as they tried to analyze the situation. “We shouldn't tell this guy anything! I’m getting a bad feeling about him.”, Sweetie Belle said. “Ah agree. This guy seems like a creep to me.”, Apple Bloom agreed. “Oh c’mon, it’s just directions! Besides, this could count as our daily good deed.”, Scootaloo said. “The sad part about this is that you're both right. Maybe….we just tell him where it is and then ignore him after that?”, Juniper suggested. They all nodded in agreement then broke the huddle before re-appearing at the fence. “Okay. So, you go down this street and take a left, keep left until you hit Horseshoe Blvd. then take a right. It's the building with a big ice-cream cone on top.”, Juniper directed as the man typed that in his phone. “Oh, thank you miss. You know what? To reward this good deed, how about I take the 4 of you out to get some ice-cream? My treat!”,the man offered as he leaned against the fence grinning. The group of friends just looked at the man as if he’d just sprouted wings and a horn (and ever since that incident with the other dimensional pony princess’s missing crown, that could’ve actually been true). They quickly responded with a simultaneous ‘no' as they backed away slowly from the fence. “Oh...I see...no worries! Maybe another time then. Farewell ladies.”, the man bid his farewells before climbing back into the van and driving off. Once they saw that he’d turned the corner, they all released a collective sigh of relief that they didn’t even noticed that they were holding. “Okay, so that was...uncomfortable. I am really relieved that guy’s gone!”, Scootaloo said and the others agreed. “Yeah, that guy was a real creep. You know how much trouble we could get into if our sister's found out! We’re talking leverage over us til’ we’re 40!”, Juniper said. “Or worse, if Granny Smith found out--*shudder*”, Apple Bloom shuddered at the very idea of what her grandmother would do if she found out. The other girls laughed as they picked up their purses and bikes/scooters. They then proceeded to leave and head towards the ice-cream parlor. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ When the group of friends got to the ice-cream parlor, they weren’t too surprised to see it so full on a hot weekend afternoon. Immediately chalking it up to the heat, they all found a booth to sit at while they ordered their ice-cream. “So...massive creeps aside, who here is actually excited to head back to school Monday?”, Sweetie Belle asked as the waitress left to fill the orders. “Not me. I got a big math test on Monday morning.”, Juniper said, resting her arms on the table. “Aww! Well good luck to you on that one, ‘Junie’.”, Sweetie Belle said in sympathy to the irritation that was Monday morning tests. “Well I know a certain someone who just can’t wait to get to school Monday!”, Apple Bloom indicated to a slightly dreamy-eyed, magenta haired friend of theirs. “Yeah! Because we know who she can’t wait to see on Monday morning!”, Sweetie Belle joined in to lovingly torment the now beet red girl. “Hey! Cut it out you guys! You guys are reading into this too much.”, Scootaloo yelped to the amusement of her friends. “But yet, you aren’t denying it! We know you’re just dying to see Rumble come Monday morning!”, Juniper added to the chagrin of her friend and the laughter of the others. Scootaloo just snorted and grumbled something unintelligible and colorful under her breath as their orders came up. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ After a few hours, the heat had died down and the girls ended up needing to head home. “Are ya sure ya don’t need a ride? ‘Cause my big brother can drop us both off before he heads to work.”, Apple Bloom offered Juniper a ride once again. “Nah! I’m sure AB. My sister’s supposed to come pick me up soon anyways.”, Juniper assured her friend as the familiar red pickup truck Apple Bloom’s brother drives pulls up to the parking lot. “Well, that’s Big Mac! See ya Monday, Juniper!”, Apple Bloom said as she got into the old truck and no sooner she disappeared from Juniper’s line of sight as the truck drove away. ‘Welp! Better start calling Marigold. I swear, once mom finds out she left me again, it's going to hell in a handbasket fast.’ , Juniper thought to herself as she hung up her phone and redialed for the 5th time. With no answer from either her mom or sister, she decided to just find her way home herself. Somehow she knew that would be a bad idea so she at least resolved to stay there in the parking lot. The only company, a lone white van. Something about that van made her feel uneasy. She could’ve sworn she’d seen that van before. Juniper just couldn’t shake the feeling something bad was going to happen. While she sat on the outer edge of the pavement, she got the ominous feeling of being watched, but she brushed that off as simply nerves. Little did she know she really was being watched. The van, slowly drove closer to where she was. Once close enough, a figure emerged from the van. He slowly approached the lone girl. “Young miss? What’s a pretty little thing like you doing out here by yourself?”, the man asked. Juniper looked up only to instantly recognize who was addressing her. It was the man she had given directions to earlier that afternoon. “Oh! It’s you again. As for your question, is that really any of your concern, sir?”, Juniper said in an apprehensive tone. “Okay, relax Juniper.”, the man replied with the same sickeningly sweet expression he had earlier. “H-How do you know my name?”, Juniper asked in surprise. “Uhhh...Your necklace! Yes and coming back to my previous question, if you haven’t a ride home perhaps I could be of assistance? My van is very spacious plus I have all kinds of sweets in the back. ”, the man replied whilst retaining his sweet exterior. “I….I don’t think that’d be a good idea. Plus I have this heavy bike with me.”, Juniper responded while getting up and going closer to her bike. “Oh, c’mon! I’ll take you straight home.”, the man said as he got closer to her. It was in that moment that Juniper finally got her legs working properly and broke into a dead sprint away from the man. She didn’t expect the man to chase after her. Before she knew it, she was being slammed into the ground. Letting out a sharp, shrill scream for help she squirmed and tried to fight back. The man was definitely stronger than she had originally thought, but she still managed to bite him on the arm hard enough to draw blood and to kick him hard against the ribs. When he did let go briefly, she used the opportunity to make a staggering break for it. She didn’t get far before she felt something hard hit the back of her skull and everything went dark.
Ch. 2: Welcome to Hell (Trigger Warning! in AN)Author's Note Trigger Warning: Chapter involves hostage situation and brief description of rape. READER DISCRETION ADVISED!! Ch. 2: Welcome to Hell (Trigger Warning! in AN) Juniper couldn’t tell where she was or even whether it was day or night when she finally came to. All she knew was fear. She couldn’t believe this man would do this! She tried to move her arms but found she couldn’t for, even though she couldn’t see, she could hear the sound of chains rattling against a pipe. ‘Okay, don’t panic just yet. Maybe you can try to find something to free yourself! Wait! What am I saying?!? I can’t even see what’s in front of my own eyes! How am I gonna get out! Dear God, I’m too scared to think straight!’, Juniper thought to herself before fear started clouding her thoughts. Not long after, the sound of a door opening and closing was audible. Footsteps could be heard getting closer and her heart nearly leapt into her throat. Suddenly, a blinding light shone above her, temporarily stunning her. “Great! You’re awake! Hope you had a sweet nap, ‘little lamb’. I brought you down some food.”, the man said as he placed a tray of Chinese take-out near her and un-cuffed her dominant hand (how he knew which was her dominant hand, she had no idea). “Please! Let me go! I won’t tell anyone what happened, I swear. Just let me go mister!”, Juniper pleaded in tears. “Hmmm...sorry Juniper, can’t do that! See I got you fair and square and now….well...you’re gonna do exactly what I say and exactly as I say it. You will do whatever I say for you to do and you will do so with enthusiasm. Failure to oblige by my rules will result in punishment.” he stopped to pull harshly on her chained arm. “Is that clear ‘little lamb’?”, He finished with a smile as he checked her out. She wasn’t totally sure as to why he was looking at her with a hungry look, but one glance down at herself answered that instantly. “W-What happened to my clothes?”, Juniper asked as she attempted to cover her exposed body with her hand and legs covering her underwear clad chest and private area. “Ohhh...you won’t be needing those anymore. Besides, I like seeing you in a more...natural look and for the record, my name is Greyson. Greyson Potters, but you are to refer to me as big daddy. I will bring you food and water as well as a change of underwear everyday. You are to stay down here until I come get you. After that well...we’re gonna have some real fun!”, Greyson instructed before grabbing her by the chin and kissing her roughly and forcefully. “*sigh*...there’ll be more of that...later ‘little lamb’. *laughs* Yes...much more of that later...but for now, you need to eat. I’d imagine after 2 days of unconsciousness, you’d be starving so here.”, He finished as he scooted the tray closer to her and left the basement. Locking the door behind himself. Juniper just slumped down onto the floor and burst into tears. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ (Monday Morning, at Canterlot High School) Sweetie Belle had just come out of her 2nd period class and was about to meet up with her friends when she had to stop by her locker. After retrieving her things, she glanced over to the locker next to hers and noticed that it didn’t have the normal Monday sticky note on the front. “Hmmm...perhaps she just forgot it? But that seems unlikely seeing as she always remembers them each weekday morning. Then...maybe she’s just not here today...which seems even more strange.”, Sweetie said aloud to herself as she headed to study hall to meet up with the girls. (Study Hall, A short time later) Scootaloo and Apple Bloom were sitting at their favorite table. While the redhead was busy actually studying, the magenta haired girl was busy watching internet sports fail videos. Just then, Sweetie Belle walked in and immediately sat down at their table. A slightly nervous look etched across her face. “Hey Sweetie, what’s up?”, Scootaloo asked. “Hey girls. Have either of you heard from Juniper Sprout? I noticed she didn’t have her usual ‘morning greeter’ on her locker this morning and she wasn’t in 1st period.”, Sweetie replied. “Well that’s not like her. Wonder where she is? Apple Bloom! You saw her last. Do you know anything?”, Scootaloo asked. “The last time I saw her was Saturday. She said she was waiting for her big sister to pick her up when we were still at the ice-cream parlor. I offered to take her home, but she said no. Haven’t seen her since.”, Apple Bloom recalled. "This is getting weird…”, Scootaloo said. “Hold on, I’ll try and call her. Maybe she got sick or something.”, Sweetie Belle said as she dialed Juniper’s cell number “Hmmm….no answer. Now that is alarming being that, even if sick, she’d answer her phone.”, She finished as she slammed her phone onto the table. “Maybe after school we should go to her house and see if she’s alright.”, Apple Bloom suggested. The other nodded in agreement as the bell rang. Signaling the end of study hall. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ Juniper just sat there on the floor of the cool basement. She’d long since cried herself tired and was simply sitting bored on the ground. She had no idea what time it was but she could tell by the shadows on the wall getting shorter that it was getting late. ‘I hope someone notices I’m missing soon...I don’t know what the wolf has in store and yes, inner monologue, I will be referring him as the wolf for now on. Seems fitting due to him calling me his “little lamb”. Uggghh! I gotta get out of here before I lose it.’, her internal monologue was cut short by the basement door being opened and closed again. Footsteps could once again be heard approaching her. “Okay ‘little lamb’! Time to have some...fun….”, Greyson said in a chipper tone as he scooped her up against her will and carried her upstairs. Juniper crying and kicking all the while. They ascended 2 large flights of stairs and finally arrived in front of a black painted, wooden door. The words “Game Room” were carved in silver letters above the door. Greyson opened the door to reveal a brightly pastel colored room. A toy box rest on one wall and a trampoline was in the corner. The most distinguishable feature of the room was the large queen-sized bed in the center of the room. Aside from a lone tv on the wall, there wasn’t much else in there. Not even a window. Greyson carried the no longer struggling girl into the room and lay her on the bed. “Okay sweetheart. We’re gonna play a little game. It’s a very special game! All you have to do is lay back and relax. I’ll do the rest and it’ll be real fun. Okay? Okay.”, Greyson said as he reached for her bra and removed it swiftly. He then did the same with her panties before removing his own pants and underwear. His cock large and fully erect as he crept closer. A smile never leaving his face. “Please Don’t! Dear God...please don’t do it!”, Juniper pleaded almost silently before her body fell rigid and hard as she felt nothing but pain the rest of the night.
Ch. 3: Prayers and Search PartiesCry. That’s all Juniper could do after the horrors she endured last night. Curled up in a ball on a small cot in the basement, she cried and tried to erase the memory of what happened from her brain. No matter what, she just couldn’t stop remembering it and thus, made her cry harder. She was sore, tired and she missed her mom terribly. Juniper was mostly in shock due to what happened. ‘This isn’t happening...It’s just NOT happening!.....I--I can’t even comprehend this. How did it all come to this? I….I just want to die…..’ her internal distress monologue was broken again by the sound of the basement door opening and closing as well as the sound of footsteps. Juniper tried to curl up tighter and shut her eyes tighter to make herself look asleep, but was unsuccessful (not to mention, now having a leg cramp). “Good morning ‘little lamb’! Hope you slept well.”, Greyson started as he sat a tray in front of her cot “You know...last night was absolutely amazing. You were positively spectacular my dear. Now I’m sure after all we did last night, you’re pretty sore so there’s some pain medication in your breakfast. I’ve also brought some fresh underwear for you and a special surprise will be waiting for you after your shower.”, he finished as he pat her on the head gently. Juniper jerking her head away swiftly (nearly giving herself whiplash in the process). “No it wasn’t. It was unimaginably horrible! Y-you made me feel...dirty in places that I never knew could feel that bad, hell...you took my virginity through RAPE! That’s gonna be cause for a pretty pissed off person--!”, Juniper’s rant was cut short by a large hand hitting her across the face hard enough to cause bruising and for her to spit out a little blood. “NEVER raise your voice to me!!! You hear? NEVER!!!!”, Greyson roared in anger at the shriveling and obviously frightened girl. Juniper, too scared to speak, simply nodded in response. Trembling all the while. Breathing heavily Greyson composed himself before speaking, “Good, now let’s see about fixing that pretty face of yours huh ‘lil’ lamb’?”. Juniper cringed slightly as he touched her face. His cold hands felt sickeningly gentle as he bandaged her up briefly. Afterwards, he dragged her up to a nearby restroom with a shower. After leaving her alone in the restroom, Juniper looked around and wasn’t too surprised to see a decorative stained-glass window next to the toilet. She didn’t bother trying to open it as she knew those kinds of windows wouldn't open without being broken. While she set that idea aside (as she couldn't find anything that could break the glass nearby), she decided that a shower would definitely be necessary...especially after being forced to lay there as he took her innocence. She was smelly and felt terrible. As she tried to bend to reach the knobs on the shower, she felt a horrible stabbing pain in her lower abdomen where her womb was. She covered her mouth in a muffled scream of pain as she continued turning the shower water to the highest the hot would go. Stepping in with her washcloth, she vigorously scrubbed and cleansed herself of the grimy feeling. While it helped for the physical aspect (she only barely managed to clean her vagina as much as basically possible. Cringing with tears in her eyes the whole time.) it did very little to calm the psychological aspect. “Mom always said to ‘Beware of strangers’...why didn't I listen to mom?!? Now look what’s happened! The wolf has taken me as prey...torturing me. Making me wish for death! I know it’s only been one time, but one time’s ENOUGH! I really hope someone is looking for me….” Juniper stopped as an idea struck her “...Maybe….maybe if I do as mom instructed me to in desperate times like these...th-then perhaps it will work.”, she finished as she leaned against the shower wall. Her short black/pink hair lying wet flat against the back of her neck as she sunk down into the basin of the shower. She’d managed to get onto her knees into a kneeling manner as she bow her head in a silent prayer. "'Greatest God. My father and divine savior, I only ask this one prayer of not only forgiveness that I participated unwillingly in a most sacred act only reserved for adults, but also for help. I kneel before you in my most natural form to pray for sanctuary and salvation. I pray for someone to find me and free me from my horrible imprisonment. Yet most of all, God...I pray you watch over my mother and sister. I know they must be going crazy with worry as I haven’t seen them in 3 days. My lord, this is my prayer of protection. In your holy name, amen.'", Juniper silently prayed as she cried into the slowly growing colder water. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ (Canterlot City, Tuesday Afternoon) “Ah can’t believe we forgot to check in on Juniper yesterday!”, Apple Bloom frustratedly groaned as the trio rode their bikes down towards the aforementioned girl’s street. “Well it’s not like we meant to! Scoots had JV soccer practice and I had a mandatory choir meeting after school, plus as I seem to recall, you said something about Applejack needing your help on the farm yesterday.”, Sweetie Belle remarked whilst playfully mocking her friend’s frustrated facial expressions. “True. I mean I’m sure we would’ve done so if our schedules weren't so crazy--”, Scootaloo started before spotting a sight that made the three speed up their bikes as they raced down the street and pulled up in front of Juniper’s house. A large crowd, which consisted of neighbors, friends, police and news anchors was gathered on the front lawn. The three girls fought their way through the crowd til they got to the front door, where a police officer was standing guard by the door. “Please officer, we need to get in there!”, Sweetie Belle said. “Yeah! We’re friends of Juniper Sprout!”, Applebloom added. To which the officer quickly mumbled something into his radio transmitter before allowing the girls’ entrance into the house. The scene that met them inside was one of organized chaos. Police officers were scattered all across the house. In the living room, an older woman in near hysteria was being comforted by a slightly younger woman. “Miss Honeysuckle. What’s going on?”, Scootaloo asked. Worriedness etched across her face. Honeysuckle looked up from the floor at the three 13-year-olds with tears in her eyes. “Oh, girls! It’s terrible! June, she--she’s--”, Honey stopped abruptly stopped due to crying. “What’s. going. on?”, Sweetie Belle asked, feeling a bit braver. “Girls...it’s Juniper. She’s been missing for 3 days.”, the younger woman said. “MISSING?!?!?”, the trio exclaimed in unison. “Yes, missing.”, the teen said again in confirmation. “B-but how!?! She said you were gonna pick her up from the ice-cream parlor before ah left!?”, Applebloom nearly shouted in hysterics. In the main hallway, two officers were relaying information to one another. “Well...from what we gathered, the mother told us that she was with some friends most of the day...these wouldn't happen to be those friends, would it?”, A raven-haired officer said to an officer with a large beard. “It just so happens that they are.”, the bearded officer responded. “Say no more. I’ll try to talk to them. I’m sure they’re just as scared and confused as the family is, but at least they are key witnesses.”, the raven-haired officer said as she approached the living room once again. “Hey Sarge! Try to be less...you know...pitbull-ish when talking. Remember, they are a bunch of scared 13-year-old girls!”, the bearded officer yelled back only to earn a nasty look in response from his sergeant. The sergeant stepped in to see a sight that, with all her years on the CCPD, truly didn’t surprise her any longer. So with a deep breath and a semi-sweet smile, the sergeant calmly approached the group. “Hello young ladies, allow me to introduce myself. I’m Sgt. Mist and if you’re comfortable with it, I’d like to ask you girls a few questions involving your friend Juniper. If that’s alright?”, Sgt. Mist said in a calm--almost sweet tone. The three teens looked at one another and then back to the sergeant. While they were wary about once again speaking to a stranger, they also knew that this was a police officer. She could help them find Juniper! So with a collective deep breath, they turned their attention back to the officer. “Okay. We--We’ll tell you whatever you need to hear. Just so long as it helps get Juniper home faster…”, Sweetie Belle said in a tone that betrayed the shocked and worried look on her face. So it was with the Sergeant seated in front of a trio of young girls, that the story of how the girls’ Saturday plans went about. They carefully explained how they met up in the park that morning and played around for awhile. When they got to the part about how they met the stranger in the van, Sgt. Mist stopped them briefly. “Now you say you spoke with a man with a van. Can you describe the van to me, please?”, Sgt. Mist asked. “Uhh...yeah. Yeah it was a white van. Had a silver sunroof. The windows looked like they were tinted. There was a scratch on the side, above the right rear tire. Sorry, didn’t get the licence plate number.”, Scootaloo described the van in as much detail as she could. “I’m impressed that you knew I would’ve asked that question. Even so, I’ve gotten that description down.”, Sgt. Mist said in an almost amused tone. “Thanks, I tend to watch a lot of crime shows like Forensic Files , Law & Order and The First 48.”, Scootaloo said in an almost small voice. Sgt. Mist regarded that comment with a good-natured smile before resuming her interrogation of the witnesses. The girls, for the most part, were holding it together bravely as they continued until it was only Applebloom who was talking. “So after Scoots left to drop Sweetie Belle off at her place, Ah was waiting on the curb in the parkin’ lot with Juniper. She told me that Marigold was gonna pick her up from the ice-cream parlor. Ah even offered her a ride from mah big brother, but she refused. Ah havn’t seen her since.”, Applebloom finished in tears. Obviously scared for her friend. “Well girls, don’t you worry. I can assure you that we will do all in our power to find your friend. Now, how about you kids head on home. I’m sure your families are worried.”, Sgt. Mist said. To the immediate shock of the 3 teens who scrambled to their feet in order to rush off home. Turning to her team of search and rescue professionals after watching the scared girls run home, she addressed them in an ultra-authoritative tone on the subject of the case. “Alright! Listen up everyone, this case has now been upgraded from an missing persons to a possible child abduction. I need every available officer to canvas the surrounding area. Pay specific attention to Chilly Breeze’s Ice-Cream Parlor. There may be a possible lead at that location. Myself and Detective Stonewall will take on said lead while others will scout out the surrounding area. Another area to pay attention to is Coral Park as that is where the victim had spent most of the day in question. Is that understood?!”, Sgt. Mist instructed her men. “Yes Sergeant!”, An collective amount of voices called out before being dismissed. After hours and the group of police officers dispersed, only Sgt. Mist and the bearded officer from before remained with the distraught family of (temporarily) two. After assuring the mother and daughter that everything would be ok and that they’d do all they could to find Juniper, they too left.
Ch. 4: Songs and CompanyAuthor's Note Warning: Chapter contains mentioning of Child Pornographic media via photography/cinematography. Readers' discretion is advised. Alrighty y'all! Here's the next chapter! We'll be introducing a new character in this one who plays a very important role throughout the rest of the story, so you might want to remember her. Also, this is the song Juniper hums: Ch. 4: Songs and Company (Same day, with Juniper…) Juniper sat on the bathroom floor in nothing but a bath towel. Simply waiting for this to all end, or at least...until she’s let out of the locked bathroom. Suddenly she hears what she thinks is footsteps approaching before also hearing the telltale sound of a door unlocking. Still shaking from where she sat, she dare not bolt out the door as soon as opportunity strikes least she want to avoid getting hit or worse. She doesn’t even look up as he approaches her in a calm tone and a spring in his step. “Hello ‘lil’ lamb’! Hope you had a nice shower. Guess what?”, Greyson pauses briefly to let her guess. Juniper couldn’t possibly know what he was planning so she simply replied, “I don’t know. What?”. “I have a special surprise for you! But before you can see it, You have to do something for me first and no, it won’t involve any of the….fun things we’ve been doing. Now, come with me and I’ll show you this absolutely stunning outfit I picked out for you earlier while you were in the shower!”, Greyson said in an excited tone as he forcibly grabbed Juniper by her arm and lead her out the bathroom and into what appeared to be a standard bedroom. The only exception was the light purple and gold dress laying across the top. Next to it was her lockett. “Now ‘lil’ lamb’ what I want you to do is simple. All I want you to do is put on this dress and follow me when you’re done. Then comes the actual task.”, Greyson instructed. As much as she wanted to protest (and question how in the world he got his hands on her lockett. ‘Assuming he even knows it’s a lockett…’ she added mentally.), she simply hung her head and snorted as she started getting re-dressed. Automatically feeling like she was being watched (more so than usual) she turned with the towel still clinging to her body, to see Greyson still standing there with an incredibly uncomfortably sweet grin on his face. Simply watching her. “What are you doing?”, she asked in a tone that hid how creeped out she was. “Just making sure you get everything on alright and…” he paused as he slunk behind her and put his hands on her towel-clad hips and bottom “...enjoying a little show at the same time.”, he finished in a sultry voice that sent hard, fearful shivers up her spine. She rolled her eyes hard whist muttering some very colorful words in spanish before speaking slightly louder, “Freaking pervert.”. That earned her a sharp spank on the butt followed by a whisper-growl of ‘say something like that in front of me again and I’ll kill you’. He then snatched the now saturated towel off her naked body and went over to the chest drawers to get her some fresh underwear and a bra. He handed her the undergarments with a sick smile as he watched her get them on. Juniper couldn’t believe he was doing this but at the same time, she should’ve expected this coming from the wolf in the few days she’s been held there. Ohhh how she desperately needed to find a way out and fast! After getting the bra and lacey panties on, she reached for and slipped on the dress which, to her surprise, fit. Albeit it was tight in her chest and backside area she really couldn’t complain on the feel. The purpose and style though was a whole other concept. “Aha! So I was right in assuming that’d fit! Excellent, now let’s go. We have a Fashion Shoot to get to.”, Greyson said excitedly as he dragged her hastily defiant body up another flight of stairs to what appeared to be an attic refurbished to be a studio-like floor below the roof. There were definite noticeable changes to this room than to the others she’d seen so far. Primarily the fact that there was a large bed that looked like it’d been lifted from one wall to the near center of the room. A large white screen acting like a background to the plain peach bed. A large clothing rack with an assortment of X-rated outfits of varying sizes sat in one corner and a tripod w/camera attached sat at the foot of the bed. A different hanging camera was positioned above the bed. Both cameras being able to move easily. Greyson shoved her roughly into the room and cracked the door open before picking up Juniper and tossing her onto the bed. “Now ‘lil’ lamb’...all you’ll be doing is trying on a few outfits and posing on that bed. Though a few...won’t require clothing if you get my drift.”, He said with a wink as he pulled 2 sets of handcuffs out and chained Juniper to the bed in a pose that clearly exposed her cleavage and a bit of her panties through the dress. “Let’s Get Started!”, Greyson started as he got the cameras ready. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ “Yes! Yes! That’s it! Ooooohhhhh Yess…. You look spectacular ‘lil’ lamb’!....aaannnddd...done. There, now that wasn’t so bad was it?”, Greyson asked a now naked and trembling Juniper as she shook like a chihuahua on the bed. She herself lain out spread eagle-style with her arms locked above her head and left side. He had just finished up a 3 hour ‘photo shoot’ with 0 breaks (and a fresh change of clothes as he’d gotten a tad too excited and ended up switching to video recording himself as he degraded her by using her once again as a sex doll on a nearby chair.). Juniper on the other hand, felt the complete opposite of how he was. “I-Is it over n-now?”, Juniper asked. “‘Is it over now’ what?”, Greyson asked as he unlocked her right arm. “I-I-Is it over n-n-now...big daddy?”, Juniper stuttered in fright and repulsion. “Hmmm...much better and yes. You can slip on your underwear and wait on the bed. I will take you back down to the basement where your surprise is waiting.”, Greyson replied in an official tone yet still with a wolfish smile upon his face. Juniper really couldn’t reply due to her being near paralyzed with fear and embarrassment. Though she did nod once as she put on her underclothes with a speed that would put a Shadowbolt to shame. She simply decided to go with it as reluctant as she was, she knew fighting could very well result in her incredibly premature death. As she was lead back to her prison of a “room”, her thoughts drifted to a happier time. (Flashback to 1 ¾ years ago…) ‘An 12-year-old Juniper, not yet with her “Legacy Patch” is looking in on a sport that, in her words is the “coolest sport in the world”. The local Roller Derby team, “The Diamond Dogs” was finishing up a practice session. While too young for the senior division, she was the right age for the junior team, apptly named “The Emerald Pups”. “I dunno you guys, I’m just kinda...ya know, nervous? Yeah, nervous.”, Juniper admitted to her friends, the ‘Legacy Hunters’. “Relax, Junie! I know you’ll do fine. Besides, We’ve seen the way you skate and they’d be CRAZY not to pick you for this years junior team!, Sweetiebelle said with enthusiasm. “Yeah! The way you move so fast makes me wish AJ would let me use mah skates around the farm. B’cuz then that’d make chores a whole lot more easy!”, Applebloom complimented her nervous friend. “You know you got this in the bag for sure!”, Scootaloo added on. “You know what? You guys are right! Yeah, I’m gonna kill it in there! Let’s DO THIS!!”, Juniper shouted as she rose from the sidelines and into the main pit. After an hour of showing her skills to the coaches of each team and nearly passing out due to fear, Juniper left out with an eager grin and a newfound confidence. “I’M IN!! I’M IN! I’M REALLY A “Emerald Pup”!!!!”, Juniper shouted in joy when she bounded outside to greet her friends. “That’s GREAT! See, we told you that you would!”, Scootaloo said in response. “But that’s not all…”, Applebloom pointed out. “What do you-?”Juniper stopped herself as she saw a patch of a flaming roller skate surrounded by two roses land by her foot by an unfelt wind. “*gasp* MY LEGACY PATCH!! IT FINALLY CAME!! WOOO-HOOO!!”, Juniper shouted as she held it up for her friends to see’ (End of Flashback) That was almost 2 years ago and she still loved that memory. It was with that memory that she kept a clear (mostly) mind when she got to the basement. Although, she was shocked to see another girl down there on her mattress looking absolutely terrified. “And here’s the surprise I was telling you about! You have a roommate now! Isn’t that exciting? And I get a new girl to…’break in’.”, Greyson said with a sadistic chuckle as he unchained the trembling girls’ wrists and explained to her what he first explained to Juniper. Juniper on the other hand, looked at the girl with despair in her eyes but also hope as Greyson left them be. “So….uuhhh...yeah, I know today officially sucks doesn’t it?”, Juniper asked her new roommate. She only got a terrified nod in reply. Juniper knew that look in the girl’s eyes. A look of confusion and fear. She felt very sorry for this girl who had to be around her age and in the same situation she was in currently. So, the only thing she could think to do was start humming. “W-what’s that you’re humming?”, the girl asked quietly. “Hmm? Oh, just an old lullaby. Wanna hear some? It always helps me when my thoughts go down...that path again.”, Juniper responded as she sang quietly. Just close your eyes, The sun is going down. You'll be alright, No one can hurt you now. Come morning light, You and I'll be safe and sound… “That was beautiful! You really have a voice.”, The girl praised. “Thanks. By the way, my name’s Juniper Sprout.”, Juniper introduced herself. “I’m Gracie Sonata. A pleasure to meet ya.”, Gracie said as the two shook hands. Unaware that someone was watching the whole spectacle.
Ch. 5: The Worst is Yet to ComeSide by side they slept, or tried to at least. Neither could really sleep after what they endured the day before. With Juniper, the mere thought of those horrible pictures and the fact that they were all of her was enough for her to not sleep. With Gracie, simply that she was abducted by two men in a white van was enough to send shivers down her spine, but the idea of what Greyson briefed her on what was to happen and by what Juniper told her in enough detail to keep her awake was simplified in a word: suckish. Neither could rest so they resolved in telling each other their stories. “Okay….so it started out as an innocent Tuesday afternoon. I was teaching a ballet class at the Canterlot Community Center and we had just let out for the day. See I gained my legacy patch in dance so it only seemed fair to get an after school job as a teacher to younger kids and older ones too. Anyways, I decided to take my motorcycle back to the candy shop where my older brother worked but….I never made it there…” Gracie stopped briefly to wipe her eyes before continuing, “...I noticed a large white van following me real close on the road and before I knew it BAM! The van hits me and I get sent crashing into a post office. While I tried to get up and see if the driver was okay, these two men jumped out the back of the van and grabbed me up. While I did put up a good fight, I think they ended up knocking me out. Next thing I know I’m chained up here in my underwear and bra.”, She finished. “Wow. I can't imagine how painful that had to have been. I mean I got scraped up and still have a bump on my head from where he knocked me out. But you? Did you break an arm or leg?”, Juniper asked in concern. Gracie just tried to sit up but found she had a hard time moving her left leg. “Okay that doesn't look good. Here lemme see if I can take a look at it.”, Juniper said in a serious manner. Gracie compiled with a little assistance from Juniper. “Mmmmmm… Just as I thought. Well, good news is that your ankle isn’t broken just sprained. Bad news is that he is going to have to fix that up as I can’t access any medical supplies.”, Juniper said to an obviously irked Gracie. “Just my luck. Not only do I get taken hostage by some child predators, wreck my bike and apparently sprained my ankle but I also lost my special whistle!”, Gracie sorrowfully said as she held her head in her hands. Juniper while feeling sorry for her new companion, got hit with a sudden realisation moment. “Wait, you said it was a Tuesday that you were captured? And I was caught on a Saturday...that means I’ve been here, now nearly 4 days since it’s by now Wednesday. I only know that because there was an electric alarm clock by the bed where he...took my pictures. *shudder* and I saw it was 11:50 pm when he finished. Took approximately 10 minutes to get me back down here and judging by how I can almost see the sunrise, I can definitely say that it’s Wednesday. Good morning Gracie.”, Juniper said with a dry throat. “Good morning Juniper. We should at least attempt to get some sleep before the day begins.”, Gracie said with a yawn. The two teens quietly drifted into a dreamless sleep. 🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺🐺 (A few hours later…) The sound of the basement door opening and closing roused Juniper from her sleep. Half-awake but fully alert, she sat up before gently nudging Gracie in the side to wake her. “Good morning my ladies! How was everyone's sleep?”, Greyson asked in a chipper tone. “Sleep was okay mister.”, a half-awake Gracie yawned out. Juniper remained silent. “Well then, I come bringing a bountiful breakfast for two that consists of breakfast croissants and hash browns from Royal Castle and apple juice for Gracie and for Juniper, a small stack of Mighty Burger pancakes and hash browns with orange juice.”, Greyson said as he distributed the food to the respective girls. “Thanks.”, Gracie replied in a slightly unnerved tone. “Thank You...big daddy.”, Juniper replied in a monotone form. “That’s more like it! Oooohhh...you girls are in for a treat! Asides from the...activities planned for later on, I have managed up some form of entertainment for you two!” he paused as he unchained Gracie and Juniper. “As to not have my girls bored and as I know you both love nature...there will be another companion joining you in a bit!”, he finished as the two girls rubbed their sore arms. “Greyson. Gracie needs medical attention. Her ankle is sprained.”, Juniper hissed out as she gently took Grace’s hand in hers. Almost as if a light bulb lit up in his head, Greyson took the opportunity to his benefit. “Okay. I’ll uh...take a look at it and bandage her up!”, He said as he helped Grace to her feet. Being mindful of her injury. Gracie quickly grasped onto Juniper’s arm as if it were her only lifeline. “N-No!...Please, she comes with me...she has a big bump on her head that hurts bad!”, Grace shouted half in fear. Catching onto what she was doing, Juniper held onto her head in mock intense pain. Moaning uncomfortably to truly sell it. “Hmmm….well then, that is a problem then. Tell me Juniper, why didn't you say anything of any pain before?”, He asked as he locked eyes with Juniper. “I-I-I didn’t want y-you to worry. But it does hurt.”, Juniper said shakily. Her head actually started to hurt at that point. Greyson was taken aback at this. Surely one injured girl was easy to handle. Plus he’d have a chance to test out his new “toy”. With two injured, he didn’t honestly know how to deal. So, he did the only honest thing he could. “Alright, both of you come with me so I can fix you up. No tricks. I promise.”, Greyson confirmed with a nod of his head as he pulled the trembling girls up by their wrists. Binding them both by a thick rope, Greyson led them upstairs to the living room area (a fact that Juniper made sure to take an extremely close look at for possible future reference). Sitting them down on a plush green sofa, Greyson left to find a first aid kit. Taking the time to her advantage, Juniper took a really good look around the living room. Immediately noticing that it was attached to a dining room and a foyer to the far west of the room. Three huge bookshelves lined the entirety of one wall and a large flat-screen tv sat mounted above an empty fireplace. The fireplace was obviously large and real. Large enough to possibly fit a teenager going up or down. A winding stairway sat at the far northeast corner of the room. Likely leading up to the second floor. The windows, to both of their relief, were operational. Big shutters lined the inside and the window itself had a hatch lock that was currently locked with a combination lock and a padlock. The other two were the same way. Glancing over to where the foyer was, Juniper and Gracie could just barely make out a large wooden door. No doubt heavily locked (despite the girls’ inability to see such locks) as well as a shoe rack and a flight of stairs that Juniper recognized as the ones Greyson took her up on the night of her first raping. A shudder of revulsion coursed through her as she vividly remembered that night. Shaking her head, Juniper continued to commit everything to memory as Greyson stepped back in. A large hospital-grade first-aid kit in his hands as he set about looking over Gracie. Naturally the opportunity simply couldn't be missed and Greyson gladly took it upon himself to admire his new acquisition in more detail as he set about mending her ankle. “After all….we wouldn't want you to perform badly because of a sprained ankle. Some of my contacts actually are into that kind of thing. Eh, c’est la vie, as the french say!”, Greyson chuckled as he spoke. Within a few minutes, he’d set her ankle in a splint and bound it. Knowing that she'd be out of commission for a little while longer, he swiftly moved over to Juniper. Carefully motioning throughout her thick black/pink hair until he found the bump near the base of her skull. Reaching into the box, he found a salve to place on concussive bumps and began to apply and massage the affected area. Being so close to her ear allowed him the perfect vantage point to oversee some of her more valuable “assets” in gratitude. “Oh just think. While birdy here is healing up...you and I can begin to spend even more... quality time together little lamb...ooohhh won't that be fun. I can already see it. You bound to a bed...or maybe a wall...as I ravish you senseless. Or perhaps if you're really good, I might let a few of my clients have a turn at you. After all...I’ve already gotten so many requests for more pictures and videos. You're quickly becoming popular little lamb. Still I am saddened that I can't play with my new toy just yet, but don't you worry. We're still gonna have quite a time together...just you…” he paused to buck his hips against her backside “...and I. Won't that be nice, little lamb?”, He finished with another quick jerk of his hips to her pantied ass. Causing a shocked gasp to escape her. Tears briefly obstructed her vision at the mere descriptions he gave her. Standing up from applying the medicine, he grabbed both girls up by the rope. Briefly forgetting that one was injured on the leg and the other could potentially experience a bit of vertigo, he all but dragged them both up the flights of stairs in the foyer. Stopping at his “game room”, Greyson unlocked it and forced the girls inside the brightly lit room. Going straight over to the bed, He unbound the two girls only to tie Gracie up against a hook on the wall (to where her only direction to look at would be the bed from its profile). Followed by forcing Juniper onto the bed. Ripping off her panties and bra so quick, he almost gave her whiplash as he unbuckled his pants and threw them and his boxers off over the edge. Exposing his rock hard cock to the air. It twitched as if the mere thought of pounding into sweet innocent flesh was enough for a climax. Suddenly he grabbed Juniper forcefully and placed her on her stomach. Ass in the air and legs trembling (he took it as excitement. Gracie took it as fear), Juniper shouted out as she felt his cock brush up against her pussy lips. With a yelp of fear and a cry of “stop!” from Gracie, Greyson paused in his ministrations as he stood back up and came over to where Gracie stood bound. Raising a large hand, he brought it down hard against the tied up girls’ head. Not giving her the chance to react, he pulled her back up by her hair and spoke in a deadly tone. “Now now, that wasn't nice at all. Seems we’re going to have to teach you the rules the hard way. Now I'm a firm believer in learning on the job and witnessing the course first-hand. Therefore, you birdy are gonna stand here and watch how pleasing big daddy is done right. Any more interruptions and I’ll gladly make sure you're next for demonstration--injured or not. Now watch and learn how it's done!”, Greyson spoke with venom in every word as he walked away from his bound captive and went to set up a tripod at the base of the bed. Once it was completely set to record, he went back to what he was doing before. 🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑🐑 Grasping onto her hips, Greyson leaned over to make sure his girl was well gagged before slipping his still hard cock into the velvety smoothness of her young pussy. Stretching her with his girth and length, he groaned as he felt her adjust to his impressive size of 8 inches. Snapping his hips back once, he let out a near growl of pleasure. Simultaneously, Juniper let out a sound that could only be mistaken as a moan, but was really a cry of pain. He continued his pattern of slow and methodical humps as his desire grew. Suddenly a thought occurred to him: her pussy wasn't enough. He had to have her ass or he’d just burst! Slowly pulling out til only the tip remained at the mouth of her entrance, Greyson smirked and leaned over to where he knew she could hear him clearly. “Now little lamb...I’m gonna see how that pretty tail of yours feels, being pierced by my dick. You’ll love it.”, He purred as he got up to find some lubricant. Finding his preferred brand, he slicked himself up and aligned his dick with her still virgin asshole. Placing a bit of lube onto the tight opening and stretching it a bit, he unceremoniously plunged headfirst into her ass. The shriek of pain that emanated from Juniper from behind the ball gag was almost deafening. This of course caused her to get a hard slap on an ass cheek in retaliation. Uncaring if his conquest was in any form of pain, he pushed on. Finding the feeling of her anal canal so intoxicating, he almost lost it right then and there, but managed to keep a level head on his shoulders (a feat that many men can't claim) as he began to get rougher and pound into her harder and faster. Eventually he just couldn't handle it anymore and pulled out as he grabbed her left hand and yanked it back so that she could stroke him off to his climax all over her back (and a bit in her hair). Once truly satisfied, he released her arm and slid off the bed. Still sweaty and smelling strongly of sex, he walked over to a visibly traumatized Gracie. A devilish smile never leaving his face. “So. Did you learn something from that little display? More importantly--”he got closer to her ear and whispered “--did you enjoy it? Because I for certain enjoyed knowing that you were watching as I took her anal virginity. Knowing that you stand here helpless and bound while she gives it away freely, like the good little whore she is. Ooohh, it gave me such satisfaction. In fact, that thought alone is what made me cum so deep. I almost considered cumming in her pussy because of that, yet I thought better than that. Anyways, that's just one way you're going to be pleasing me or any of my clients. Understood?”, he finished with a lick of her cheek. Fighting the urge to wipe her face and burn the skin with it, she nodded without a word. Satisfied with the answer, he untied Gracie from the hook and hoisted Juniper to her feet as she bound them both by the rope again and led them back to the basement. Just before entering though, Greyson got a phone call. Quickly shifting so that he could answer the phone and unlock the basement door, he walked the captive girls back to their living space and unceremoniously dumped them onto the old mattress that made their shared bed before turning and walking a ways away to continue his phone conversation. Once finished, he turned back around and looked at the visibly traumatized girls with a leering grin. “Great news girls! It appears that your surprise is ready! So, I’m going to go and get it as well as find us something to eat. After all, we did just have quite a morning haven't we? A reward for being such good girls is definitely in the works. So, I’m off. Don't miss me too much.”, Greyson said with a smile that spoke volumes yet nothing at all. Leaving the girls to themselves in the dim basement.
