The NonCon Anthology

by theponycaptorproject

Rating: mature
Tags: Rarity, Porn, Sex, Non-consensual, Pinkie Pie, Main 6, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Rainbow Dash, Cutie Mark Crusaders
Length: 12507

A series of short, self-contained stories about the many mares and fillies of Equestria receiving some unwanted attention.

A series of short, self-contained stories about the many mares and fillies of Equestria receiving some unwanted attention. Pinkie gets invited to a party unlike any other she's hosted, Applejack and Rarity go out for a night on the town that doesn't go as planned, Rainbow Dash takes the CMC out camping where things spiral out of control, and more.

Warning, this fic contains rape, bondage, kidnapping, and lots of psychological trauma. If you do not like rape, avoid at all costs. If you do like rape, then welcome brother/sister, the fun is about to begin.

Published 2017-07-13 07:00:06 UTC
Last updated 2018-04-09 05:13:28 UTC

A Different Kind of Party

The door to Sugarcube Corner closed behind Pinkie Pie as she skipped out into the evening light. Two saddle bags worth of party supplies weighed her down a bit, but she didn’t really notice. A familiar voice caught Pinkie’s attention as she moved through the town streets.

“Hey, Pinkie! You look excited.” Twilight remarked with a wide smile. Pinkie nodded furiously as she giggled.

“Yeah-huh! A bunch of super nice ponies are visiting from Canterlot, they said that they wanted me to help them throw a party for a friend of theirs who is visiting family here. You should come, it’s gonna be super fun!”

“I’m certain that it will be.” Twilight giggled, “Just let me know when and where, and I’ll be there.” She said with a wink, before stepping into the store that Pinkie had just left. Pinkie wound her way through the open town streets, greeting everypony by name as she went. As she reached the edge of town, the street became less populated until Pinkie was alone. This wasn’t unusual. Ponyville was a relatively small town, and several parts streets weren’t very populated. Eventually she came to a house on a hill out mostly by itself. It was a rented home, and she had actually thrown parties here before for visiting ponies.

“This is it!” She chirped, as she knocked. The door swung open, and a blue stallion smiled at her. He gestured a hoof into the door, and Pinkie giggled, “Well well, what a gentlepony. Rarity would like you.” She skipped through the door and saw a group of around ten stallions a couple of colts all looking at her. “Hello!” She called out to them, “My name’s Pinkie Pie, and I am here to make sure this party is the best ever.” The room was quiet after she said this, and Pinkie grew a bit confused. They were all just kind of staring at her. None of them moved except the one by the door, who closed the door and walked closer to her. One of the colts finally spoke up.

“Can I go first?” He asked. Confused, Pinkie began to ask what he meant, but as she opened her mouth the pony behind her grabbed her by the shoulders. Pinkie found herself forced down as a second pony ran up from in front of her to help hold her down.

“Uh, hey guys,” Pinkie chuckled nervously, “Can you let me up? What are you doing?” Was this a prank or a joke? Some of the stallions were laughing, so Pinkie hoped it was a joke. She didn’t like the way they were laughing though. That’s when the rope came out. She felt it before she saw it. Thin but strong cords of rope were wrapped around her front hooves and pulled tight. Before she could react, her back hooves began to be tied to some kind of metal bar that forced her legs apart. Pinkie’s heart was hammering in her chest as she tried to pull her hooves free from the ropes. They were still loose and gave a little, but she wasn’t nearly strong enough to pull out of them even as she began to frantically yank at the restraints. As she struggled, she noticed that there was something stiff pressed against her butt, and when Pinkie realized what it was, that was when she began to panic.

“Wait, wait! Hold on guys, I’m not that kind of party mare.” She chuckled nervously, and felt her heart sink as she felt the cock slid over to her entrance. “G..Guys?” She stuttered. The ropes around her hooves tightened further, and as she continued to struggle, they didn’t give at all. “No.” The word came out as a quiet squeak. Now that she was firmly tied up, the stallion pushing up against her finally entered into her. Pinkie gasped, “Pull it out, please let me up.” The invading cock stayed, unmoving, inside of her while the stallion groaned in enjoyment. Pinkie attempted to squirm free again, her movements sending shots of pleasure through the stallion’s body. Slowly, his hips began to rock back and forth. While she wasn’t very wet yet, she still felt warm and tight. His hooves caressed her thigh, as Pinkie fully understood that this was really happening.

“What, but I just….” She whimpered as she began to cry, “I…I just wanted to help you. You said you were throwing a party and….” Her voice petered out when she saw what the other ponies were doing. There was not a single pony in the room, not even the two colts, that wasn’t stroking an erection. Her lip quivered and her eyes began to water as she realized that they were getting off watching her being raped. “P…Please, “ She pleaded looking at them one by one, “Somepony help me.” The cock filled her, making her gasp and moan slightly as the stallion worked. Her body was responding slowly, and she could feel herself beginning to get wet. She kept looking around, now fully crying as she blubbered out, “Make him stop, please. This isn’t what I wanted when….” She was cut off by the stallion raping her.

“Hey,” He yelled at the closest stallion, “Can you get the gag to shut her up.” Pinkie looked back at him, mortified.

“Yeah, gimme a sec.” The other stallion replied, digging through a bag until he pulled out a ring gag. Pinkie began screaming as he forced it in. With the ring now situated in her mouth, all she could give was whines and sobs of protest. One of the larger stallions loomed in front of her, his cock lowering towards her mouth.

“There we go.” The stallion said, “Now we can use your mouth for the only thing it should be used for.” Her tear-filled eyes shrunk to pinpricks as she realized what was going to happen. Her hair stuck to her damp cheeks as she shook her head, trying to be understood in spite of being gagged that she just wanted this to stop. The stallion ignored her. Gripping her ears in his hooves, he pulled her head towards him as she desperately tried to yank herself away. A scream tore out of her throat, then was suddenly muffled as her mouth was filled.

The still somewhat cold ring created a strange contrast to the warmth of Pinkie’s tongue and throat as he began pumping into her mouth. The mare’s throat convulsed as she choked on his massive erection, creating a pleasurable sensation, and she was still occasionally attempting to scream. The stallion looked down into her blue eyes. She was staring up at him as she cried, hoping that he would see how terrified she was and would help her. Instead, he moaned in ecstasy, and increased his pace. The stallion was happy to see that Pinkie knew better than to try and bite him, she was keeping her teeth out of the way. Every now and again she’d sob or moan as the other stallion continued to rape her from behind, and it sent wonderful vibrations through her throat.

The cocks violating Pinkie slammed into her over and over as Pinkie finally gave up any hint of struggle. She comforted herself knowing that, at the very least, this wouldn’t last much longer. The hoof stroking her thighs gripped her more fiercely than before, as she felt that stallion speed up his motions. The wet slapping of their hips spattered Pinkie’s juices across the floor, as she once again moaned at an unwanted bolt of pleasure arced through her back. Then a slowly creeping warmth shot into her body. Pinkie turned her head as much as she could without upsetting the stallion in her mouth, and looked at the stallion inside her in confusion. Her face melted into terror as she saw his face, and understood what had happened. Screwing her eyes shut as she felt her rapist slid his way out of her, cum beginning to ooze out of the now empty orifice, Pinkie cried deep, body shaking sobs. The stallion in her mouth moaned again at the sensation of her convulsing throat. His hoof flew down to his crotch, as he too pulled out of her.

Pinkie coughed as she felt the second cock leave her body, and she lifted her eyes to see the stallion pleasuring himself while aiming at her face. The first jet of cum shot towards her as Pinkie closed her eyes to protect them. Warm cum hit her, and slowly ran down her nose and chin. The stallion continued to stroke himself, the pleasure having not yet fully died down.

As Pinkie stood whimpering, covered in cum, the two stallions moved back in the crowd. Her eyes moved between the different stallions in the room, knowing that they weren’t done with her yet. Which one was going to come for her next, was the only thought in her mind. To her surprise, it was the colts who came forward next. They were both very young, maybe Scootaloo’s age. Pinkie couldn’t wrap her mind around what was happening, as the first colt shoved his little erection in her face. She looked up at him in both confusion and fear, there was no hint of remorse in his eyes. He viewed her the way all the stallions in the room did, she was just a toy to him.

The younger one in her mouth gasped as he felt the warmth of an unwilling mouth for the first time. His balls slapped against Pinkie’s saliva covered chin as his hooves dug into her shoulders. Leaning forward, he began furiously pumping into her throat. If he hadn’t been so small, Pinkie likely would have passed out from a lack of air. She tried her best to move in rhythm to the colt’s motions, hoping to get it all over with quicker. Soon enough, both colts came inside her, the one behind her giving her butt a light slap. They both ran to the other side of the room, and began bragging about how good their respective hole had felt. Pinkie sobbed as the next group of stallions approached, three this time. Pinkie gulped, knowing where the third one planned to go. The first one to reach her surprised her as he pulled the gag out of her mouth.

“Don’t say a word, slut. I’m pulling the gag out because I want to feel your lips wrapped around me. If you scream, you will regret it.” He growled at her. Pinkie looked around the room at the many massive stallions surrounding her, watching her.

“Ok,” She whispered, terrified. “I promise I won’t scream. Please can I….” She was interrupted by the stallion’s cock being shoved into her face. Her face screwed up in anguish, she put it into her mouth, and prepared for the rest of her day.

Hours past, and the sun began to set. In the middle of the otherwise empty floor, Pinkie lay exhausted. She was covered in cum, and there were long streaks down her cheeks from her continuous crying. The various stallions seemed to have exhausted themselves. Her head was pressed against the floor, hoping they were done with her.

“Alright boys, time to pack up.” One of the stallions said, and the others mumbled in agreement. He walked towards her, and began fiddling with the ropes holding her. Pinkie ran her tongue over her dry lips, as she begged the stallion.

“You’re done now, right? I can…I can go home?” Her voice was hoarse from how many times her throat had been used over the past few hours. The stallion rolled his eyes, and reached into a bag next to him as he responded.

“Of course not? Why would we ever want to let a toy as entertaining as you go? You’re coming home with us.” He replied, in a matter-of-fact tone.

“What!?” Pinkie screamed, “You can’t do this! Let me go, let me gghmph!” Her voice was muffled by a ball gag that the stallion had pulled out of his bag. There was a click as it was latched behind her head. Pinkie’s panicked breath came wheezing out around the gag. She could see across the room as some of the stallions were pulling forward a large case of some kind, and Pinkie realized that was how they were going to carry her out of town without her being noticed. The stallion wasn’t done, and he pulled out a dark black cloth from the bag as well. Pinkie tried her best to scream for help as the blindfold was tightly fastened around her eyes.

“Don’t worry,” The stallion said calmly. He pet her mane, as she frantically fought against her restraints, and sobbed hysterically. “You’ll get to make so many ponies very happy. Isn’t that what you like to do? So just accept it, you’re ours now.”

Rarity and Applejack's Night on the Town

"I really am glad you decided to join me, Applejack. This affair does sound absolutely delightful, but I'm afraid such things are a touch boring by one's self." Rarity tilted her head, her hair streaming down over her shoulders. The crowd was beginning to file out of the theater and into the Manehatten streets. Applejack flashed her a warm smile.

"Aw shucks, Rarity, I wanted to come. The two of us haven't gone out in a long time. A musical with a friend sounded like an alright way to spend an afternoon." She gave Rarity a wink, "Even if that friend spent half the afternoon just prettying up her hair. Rarity gave a mock tut of disapproval.

"A lady should always make a good appearance, Applejack. Besides...." She gave Applejack a quick look up and down. The apple mare was wearing a simple but sleek dress that Rarity had recommended, and had her hair properly combed for once. "You seem to have put in quite the effort yourself." Their hoof steps echoed on the pavement, as they moved farther from the milling crowd and towards Rarity For You. The gentle glow of moonlight revealed to Rarity's delight that she had made Applejack blush.

"Well, of course. I...uh, I had to if I wanted to fit in with the feel of that fancy theater back there.." She stammered out nervously. Rarity giggled playfully.

"Of course, Darling. Of course." A blue glow emanated from her horn, as Rarity fumbled for her keys. If she hadn't been so distracted by Applejack, she would have noticed the broken glass scattered on the ground next to one of the bottom floor windows. "Would you like to have a quick cup of tea? I know it's late, but I'm not really feeling tired."

"Heck, why not. Big Mac is doing the farm work tomorrow anyhow. Besides, I get the feeling you want to gab a bit longer." The door swung opened silently, and Rarity flicked on one of the lights. She giggled again as she made her way into the back room. While not fully drunk, they had both had a little to drink at the show, and she was feeling a little tipsy. Her magic tugged at the neck of her dress, loosening it. The cups, tea, and kettle settled gently on the counter, as Rarity cast a nervous glance at Applejack who was just sitting down next to a table she’d set up the day before. She began to fill the kettle with water as she prayed tonight went off the way she’d planned.

Applejack meanwhile was looking the table over curiously. ‘This isn’t normally here. The front of the store is only ever decorated in dress stuff.’ She thought to herself, ‘Between this and those tickets I know she bought a month in advance...that mare is planning something.’ She smiled to herself, looking forward to teasing her friend about how obvious she was being. Her thoughts were interrupted by the shattering china, and what sounded like Rarity yelping.

“Rarity? Y’all alright?” She called. There was the faint sound of whispering, and Applejack was sure it wasn’t Rarity’s voice, followed by a quiet whimper. A chill ran down Applejack’s right leg, and as her eyes traced the sensation to its source, she saw the broken window. A cold understanding crossed Applejack’s mind. There was no point in being sneaky, she’d already revealed that she was here, so she just burst through the doorway. Immediately, a pair of masked figured rushed towards her. Her hooves shot out, and smashed into the first one. The figure was sent hurtling through the air, and crashed into the cabinets. The second one grabbed onto Applejack and tried to force her to the ground. Applejack raised a hoof to try and slam it down on the figure, but a hoof grabbed hers mid-swing. The third figure yanked her forehooves behind her, and the one she’d sent flying had recovered and was helping to hold her down. Despite her struggles, she was overpowered. Her forehooves were yanked behind her, and tied together with rope. A rag was shoved into her mouth and several wide strips of tape were wrapped onto her lips and jaw. Finally, her back hooves were secure

Now that she was fully trussed up, the three masked ponies all stopped to catch their breath, exhausted. Applejack looked up, and finally saw Rarity. She was similarly tied up, although she wasn’t gagged, and there was a metal ring on her horn. There was a thin red cut on her cheek that told Applejack why Rarity hadn’t screamed, they had threatened to hurt her. Rarity looked at Applejack with terror clear in her eyes, mascara smeared across her face from crying. Applejack could hear her quietly sobbing. She tried again to pull free from her restraints, but soon gave up. She couldn't escape...yet.

The three attackers seemed to have recovered, and one of them leaned down towards Applejack. The attacker pulled the mask up, but not off, and Applejack saw that it was a mare. With her back legs tied together, there was only so far that the mare could spread her legs, but she made do. Leaning forward, she planted a kiss in Applejack’s entrance. It was then that Applejack understood what Rarity had realized immediately. They were going to be raped. Applejack looked down at the mare with disgust, trying to hold back the tears that were forming in her eyes, but the attacker ignored her. She slid her tongue into Applejack’s folds, moaning as she began to masturbate.

Rarity quietly cried as she watched her friend being used, and the other two ponies heard her. One of them gestured, and they walked over to where she was lying on the floor.

“No, no, no.” Rarity whimpered. They lifter her up and set her down on one of the tables that she usually used to pose mannequins. Her lower lip quivered and she let out a deep sob as she felt one of their cocks push up against her butt. The pony in front of her pushed his own member against Rarity’s cheek, smearing it with tears and mascara. ”Please...I have money. There are a lot of valuable dresses and jewels in the shop. Take whatever you want. Just please d...AAAHHH!” A scream tore through her throat as the stallion behind her pushed into her ass. The stallion moaned as her tight hole squeezed gently around him. He began to furiously push into her to the tune of her now frantic crying. “Stop!” She begged him, “I’ll do give you whatever you want.” Realizing that she was only exciting him further, Rarity stopped screaming, but she couldn’t prevent herself from sobbing as she felt him pound into her ass. The cock against her face slapped her cheek lightly.

“Don’t forget about me, slut.” The second stallion growled. Rarity looked at the cock, then up at the stallion with pleading eyes.”Don’t just look at me, get to work!” He yelled. Squeaking a little in fear, Rarity moved her head forward. Giving the cock an experimental lick, she shuttered. The stallion looked down at her unimpressed, “If you don’t try harder than that, I’ll do to your friend what he’s doing to you.” He said, pointing back at the stallion violating her ass.

“No! Don’t hurt Applejack. I’ll...I’ll make it good, I promise.” Ignoring the pounding sensation coming from behind her, Rarity leaned in, and took the cock into her mouth. Laying her tongue flat along the shaft, she began to suck, bobbing her head as she did.

For her part, Applejack was desperately squirming. After minutes of relentless stimulation, it was all proving too much for her. All pretense of resistance had faded, and her body was on autopilot, as her hips swayed as much as they could onto her rapist’s muzzle. Finally, the unwanted pleasure was too much, and her juices gushed out onto the mare’s face. The mare had already cum two times, and felt more than satisfied with her work. Moving her head up, she placed a kiss onto the tape over where Applejack’s lips were.

“There, was that so bad?” She asked with a laugh. Applejack looked at her with rage, but her attention was immediately pulled to Rarity, who was still being raped.

The stallion Rarity was blowing ran his hooves through her hair, ruining the manestyle she had put so much effort into. Rarity’s had taken him down all the way to the hilt, and he could feel her lips seem to kiss his balls every time she went down. With a final groan, he grabbed her ears, and yanked her head down as far as it would go. Rarity tried to scream through the cock in her mouth as cum squirted into the back of her throat. Despite the suddenness of it, Rarity did her best to swallow every drop. She gulped it down loudly, then pulled her head free.

“Was *cough* was that good?” She asked. The stallion, who was still recovering, just nodded. Rarity turned to the stallion behind her. “Are you *sniff* almost done?” The stallion gave her a wicked glance, and after a few more seconds, she felt the warm sensation of cum filling her.

“Hnnmm! Mmmmm!” Applejack tried to yell through her gag and the rag in her mouth. She was looking right at the stallion behind Rarity.

“I’m sorry, but we can't understand you.” The mare next to her mocked, “You shouldn’t talk with your mouth full. Applejack glared at her impotently. “I think she wants her turn. What do you think guys?” The two stallions sounded off their agreement, much to the confusion of Applejack and Rarity. The mare nibbled on Applejack’s ear briefly, “I’ll be right back.” She ran out into the other room and returned holding something rubber that Applejack didn’t recognize. Rarity however….

“What! But you said…,” She looked from the strap-on, up at the stallion in front of her, “You said….”

“I said I wouldn’t fuck her ass. I never said anything about what she’d do to you.” He replied cooly.

“What!?”

“Hhmmm!?”

The mare chuckled as she began fitting the strap-on to a struggling Applejack’s legs. She was almost kicked a few times, but just seemed to laugh anyway. She then moved to Applejack’s forehooves, and the stallion’s helped her as they retied her hooves in front of her. When Applejack’s hooves were secured in their new position, the mare grabbed her face and looked her in the eyes.

“You are tied up, and your friend can’t use her magic. We can do whatever we want to. If you don’t do what we say, we’ll be forced to punish you and your friend. Do you want that?” She asked. In spite of the hate she felt, Applejack shook her head. “Didn’t think so. So, I’m going to untie your back legs, and you….” She tapped the end of the strap-on, “...are going to show your friend a good time. Ok?” Applejack nodded.

The ropes around Applejack’s back hooves loosened. For a brief second, she considered trying to kick one of her attackers, to try one last time to escape. It would be pointless though. The mare was right, the rapists were the ones in control, not her. The mare slowly carried her over to where Rarity was leaning across the table. For the first time since the ordeal began, Applejack began crying as she pushed the head of the strap-on towards her friend’s folds.

“It’s ok.” Applejack looked up in surprise. Rarity sniffed, as her tears continued to flow, but she gave Applejack a comforting look. “Just do what you have to. You won’t hurt me, I know you won’t.” Rarity leaned forward and kissed Applejack lightly on the nose, and gave her a weak smile. Applejack wanted to say so many things, but with her gag, she could only nod.

With a slow sway of her hips, she pushed the end of the strap-on into Rarity. Once she was sure she wasn’t hurting her friend, she began to properly pump into her. The white mare gasped, a tingling sensation going through her spine. In spite of everything, Rarity couldn’t help but enjoy this. She closed her eyes, did everything that she could to block out the context of the situation, and focus on the one thing that wasn’t horrible. She was having sex with Applejack. She was still crying. The rapists were still there, masturbating to the show they were forcing Applejack to put on for them. Rarity had never been so scared, so humiliated and, degraded in her life, but at least it was Applejack. The apple mare had leaned forward, her head resting on Rarity’s. Her own eyes were closed as well, as she focused on trying to get this over with as quickly as possible.

“P...Please Applejack…,” Rarity whispered, “...harder.” Applejack looked down at Rarity in surprise, but seeing the mare biting her lower lip in pleasure, decided to obey. Her hips sped up their motions. The wet slapping of their bodies fill the now empty room. The rapists were gone. They had all had their pleasure watching the two mares fuck, and they had left when they were finished. Neither Applejack or Rarity noticed. Rarity was now swaying her hips, matching Applejack’s speed and motion. Both of them were moaning loudly.

Rarity came first. Her juices covered the strap-on, and let out a long, high-pitched squeal as her body writhed in pleasure. The sound alone was enough to set Applejack off, and she threw her head back. Her eyes went wide, and she screamed through her gag as wave after wave of pleasure ran through her shaking body. When she was done, she rested her head on the table next to Rarity’s. Neither of them moved for several minutes. Not that it mattered, they couldn’t free themselves, and nopony would think to check on them for a few hours.

Rarity For You was closed the next day. Police tape blocked off the building, and several investigators were combing the shop for evidence. There was no shortage. Whoever the rapists had been, they weren’t very good at what they did. There were hoofprints, fluid samples, and all sorts of other pieces of incriminating information. Rarity was informed that her rapists would almost assuredly be caught by the end of the week. Her eyes were red, and her voice was hoarse from screaming. However, in spite of her haggard appearance, she had done up her hair, and reapplied her makeup. Applejack, who had just finished giving an investigator her account of what had happened, noticed Rarity’s appearance, and chuckled weakly.

“A lady should always make a good appearance?” She joked. Rarity looked up and smiled a little.

“Of course Darling.” The smile vanished, and her eyes fell to the floor. Applejack frowned, and sat down next to her.

“Sugarcube, do you have something you want to say to me?” She asked quietly. Rarity shook her head. “You can’t lie to the element of honesty hun. What is it?” She prodded. Rarity held Applejack to her.

“I love you.”

“I figured that out. That’s not what’s wrong though. If how into our little show last night I got didn’t tip ya off, I love you too.” She replied. Rarity nodded.

“I just...I wanted to tell you last night. I had the whole night planned out and how I was going to tell you, and yes I was already planning on sleeping with you if I learned you felt the same. I just...I can’t believe that you had to learn in such a vile way. Those monsters ruined everything.” Her eyes were welling up again, but Applejack lifter her head up so that Rarity was looking at her.

“Not everything.” She leaned down, and kissed Rarity deeply. Closing her eyes, Rarity returned the kiss. She purred hungrily.

"I want to really sleep with you. Properly...," She said running her hoof along Applejack's lips, "Where I can actually kiss you without any tape in the way." Applejack chuckled.

"I don't know, I actually kinda liked that part. But this time, I think you should be the one whose gagged. That way, I can just focus on your moans as I buck you senseless."

Author's Note

So, who should be next?

Rainbow Dash Has Some Unwanted Guests Part 2

“Lighting Dust?”

The turquoise mare chuckled at Rainbow’s baffled expression. She ran a hoof along the captive mare’s cum spattered shoulder, feeling Rainbow’s body shake as she cried. Rainbow’s glistening eyes met hers.

“But I...I don’t understand. Why?” Rainbow blubbered out.

“You know why, Miss Wonderbolt. You stole that spot away from me. I was the better flier, but you threw your little hissy fit to Spitfire and now my career is over. You ruined my life, the least I could do was return the favor.” Before Rainbow could try and argue, plead her side, one of the stallions shoved a rubber bit into her mouth and secured it behind her head.

“There.” Lightning cooed, “Now I don’t have to worry about being interrupted.” Rainbow chomped at the cold rubber in her mouth experimentally. It filled most of her mouth and would make speaking impossible, but it didn’t really block any sound. While she was distracted, Lightning slapped her sharply on her ass. The mare yelped in surprise and pain, her eyes locking with Lightning’s again.

Lightning was positioning herself in front of Rainbow’s entrance, and Rainbow gave a muffled sob as she frantically shook her head. Lightning looked down at her. Her pitiful face was covered in cum and tears, her eyes red and puffy, and her cheek was bright red from being slapped earlier.

“You know, I think this is a good look for you.” Lighting said as she slowly fit the strap-on in, watching Rainbow’s belly bulge slightly from the size of it. The cyan mare whimpered, and Lightning laughed. Rainbow wasn’t even bothering to struggle; by now she understood there was no point. “What happened to all that fight from earlier, Rainbow Dash? Nothing left in you?” Lighting began to roughly shoved into the restrained mare. Rainbow shut her eyes, and tried to envision how she would get revenge on Lightning when she was free. She couldn’t do it though. The strap-on pushing into her, the stallions surrounding her, and the tight bonds that, try as she might, she could not get free from, all crushed the normally cocky Rainbow’s spirit. Dash was too terrified to try anything. Maybe, if she didn’t fight back, she wouldn’t make Dust any angrier. Maybe Dust would let her go home. Hanging her head back, she just quietly sobbed as Lightning continued to ravage her.

The strap-on was creating wonderful friction for Lightning Dust. Her eyes glazed over, and she found herself shoving the strap-on into Dash faster. The ropes went taut as Rainbow’s body reflexively tensed from the pounding she was receiving. Muffled squeaks and whimpers came bursting out from the bit shoved in her mouth.

“Does that feel good, Rainbow Dash?” Lightning asked mockingly. She slapped the mare’s ass again, delighting in the whimper she got in response. Rainbow didn’t respond, so Lightning slapped her harder. Ignoring her loud yelp, she repeated herself. “Does it feel good, Dash?”

Rainbow forced herself to nodded.. Her eyes were glazing over, and she didn’t seem to be looking at Lightning. ‘Off somewhere else, Dash?’ Lightning Dust thought to herself, ‘I can’t have that. Maybe I should give you something more...active to do.’ Pulling herself out of the cyan mare, Lightning began loosening the strap-on. She wasn’t close yet, but she prefered to watch anyway.

Rainbow Dash, misunderstanding what was happening, visibly relaxed. While she tried to hide it, Lightning could tell that Dash was relieved that it ‘was over,’ as she probably thought it was. Lightning turned to the stallions in the room.

“Why don’t you go ahead and get her down from there. Keep her wings tied up though, obviously.” The stallions responded quickly. Rainbow felt the bonds holding her loosen, then give completely. She was lowered to the ground, shaking a bit on her hooves from having been suspended for so long. Rainbow swayed a bit weakly, but quickly adjusted.

With a sudden burst of speed, Rainbow sprinted for the door. When she reached it, she tried to yank it open, but a blue glow flowed out from the seams. Hot tears of fear and frustration streamed down her face as she smashed her hooves against the door, seeing the magic ripple but hold firm. One of the ponies caught up to her, and grabbed a hold of her. Pain shot through Rainbow’s face as a hoof flew out to slap her.

“No point in trying anything like that, slut.” Lightning purred, already rubbing herself again in anticipation. “You are going to be here for as long as I want you here. That’s what I paid these fine gentlecolts for.”

The door wouldn’t open and she was outnumbered. Rainbow might have been able to take out the three stallions if it was just them...might…,but Lightning Dust was another story. Fighting back was pointless, Rainbow realized. Her heart beat faster realizing that her fate was entirely up to what Lightning decided to do with her.

“There it is,” Lightning hummed, “That’s the look I’ve been waiting for. You finally understand, don’t you?” She smiled and pointed to the young stallion that had given Rainbow Dash the trapped package. “How about you show him a good time? He worked so hard setting all of this up, the least you could do is reward him for his effort.” The light-yellow stallion grinned, and sat down at the head of the hotel bed.

Rainbow Dash gulped, but feeling the four sets of eyes on her, moved forward. Climbing onto the bed, she saw him pat his thigh lightly. Sniffling a little, Rainbow climbed onto his lap. The stallion adjust himself, and lined up his cock with her. He looked up at her expectantly.

“Well?” Lightning called out. “What are you waiting for?” Rainbow broke down sobbing again, but did what she knew she needed to. Her hips lowered down, and she felt the stallion fill her. Slowly, Rainbow began to sway her body. She could hear Lightning moaning behind her. By the sound of it, she would probably cum pretty soon. Another moan came from the stallion blow her. He had a dumb look of bliss on his face, and his hooves gently stroked her legs as she worked.

“Us too, bitch.” Rainbow turned her head to see the other stallions were climbing onto the bed with her. Another cock was presented to her face. Rainbow blubbered, but wrapped her mouth around it. Even though she knew it was coming, she still squealed as she felt the third stallion shove his way into her ass. The stallion she was riding looked at the others, more than a bit irritated, but forgot about it quickly. Rainbow Dash’s strong, muscled stomach looked incredibly hot as she bounced on top of him. Every now and again, tears would stream down from her cheeks, and a little pool was forming on his navel. He gasped as another jolt of pleasure shot through him.

Lightning just enjoyed the view. She found herself wondering what Spitfire would think. Rainbow Dash wouldn’t be an easy flyer to replace after all. ‘Knowing that selfish bitch, that’s all she’ll think about.’ She thought to herself. A loud cry echoed in the room as the stallion mouth-raping Rainbow Dash pulled out of her. Lightning watched as cum drenched the mare’s face, Rainbow yelping in surprise. She chuckled to herself, marveling at just how much of a turn-on this all turned out to be. Her legs twitched, and as she saw Rainbow bring up a shaking hoof to wipe cum and tears from her face, she lost all control. Her hips grinded against her hoof, and she squirted all over the chair she was sitting on. In her orgasmic state, she briefly locked eyes with Rainbow Dash, who quickly looked away.

Rainbow squeaked, feeling the stallion in her ass slam into her faster and faster. The stallion below her was similarly struggling to last. She tried to keep rocking on top of him at a steady pace, praying for this to all be over soon. She got her wish as both stallions came at the same time. She let out a low, miserable whine as she felt cum gush into her. She rolled off of the stallion, and fell onto the bed. She still coughed a bit, some cum from before having gotten caught in her throat.

Lightning walked over to her. The cyan mare was a mess. Her whole body was drenched in vaginal juice and cum. Tears and snot drenched the fur around her face, and she was still sobbing into the pillow she laid on. Lightning leaned down next to her.

“Anything to say Rainbow?” Lightning cooed, licking a bit of loose cum from Rainbow’s cheek. She rose, and began to clean herself off.

“I’m sorry.” She coughed out, “Alright? I’m sorry for what I did. Just, please, let me go.”

“Now how is that fair, Rainbow Dash? You destroyed my whole future. As far as I’m concerned, taking yours away is only fitting.” She hissed into Rainbow’s ear. Rainbow’s ears drooped and her lip quivered as she realized what Lightning Dust meant. The cyan mare screamed desperately, hoping in spite of everything, that somepony might hear her through the walls.

“No! You can’t do this! NO!” She thrashed as the ponies grabbed onto her again. Her hooves were pulled behind her, and tied together. A rag was stuffed into her mouth and a wide stip of tape was spread over her lips. Her vision went black as a blindfold covered her eyes, her tears soaking into the black cloth. Lightning Dust relished all of it, her vengeance now effectively complete. Both ponies that ruined her would suffer now. Spitfire would lose her prized flyer, and Rainbow Dash would spend her life as a cocksleeve, the only thing she ever deserved to be in the first place. She turned to the other ponies before leaving.

“Make sure nopony sees you take her out of here.”

It was a surprisingly ordinary house, all things considered. Off in the countryside, with a nice view of the local lake. Lightning smiled pleasantly, enjoying the summer warmth, and leisurely approach the front door. The door opened before she could knock, and she was momentarily surprised.

“You came a bit earlier than you said you would.” Lightning Dust barely recognized the light-yellow stallion that cheerfully greeted her. She smiled back at him.

“I couldn’t wait. I’ve been waiting for this trip for months.” He gestured her in, and she walked into the cozy building. It was as ordinary on the inside as it had been on the outside. “I wanted to thank you. I worried that the pictures might have been a difficult thing to pull off, but you handled that well.” He smiled back at her.

“Well, you wanted the world to know what became of the former best flyer in Equestria.” He responded. Lightning took a copy of the picture out of her bag to look at it again. It had been taken a couple of weeks after Rainbow Dash’s kidnapping. It showed her in what was clearly a sex dungeon, tied to a table and covered in cum. They had made sure her face and eyes were visible, to make sure that there was no doubt of who it was.

“Spitfire was even more horrified than I had hoped. You did a good job. How many did you hang up? They took them all down when it was discovered. I was lucky to find one.

“Around two hundred. We set them up in modestly popular streets, where we could set them up at night without being spotted, but where they would definitely be found in the morning.” Lightning folded the picture, and tucked it away.

“Well, you did a good job. Well worth the money. So,” She said, at last, “Where do you keep her.”

The door to the basement opened with a quiet groan. It was well lit, so they made their way down the stairs easily. As they entered the main area, Lightning couldn’t help but recognize the table and toys scattered around the room from the picture. The stallion pointed to a mattress for Lightning to lie on. He moved to the corner of the room. There was Rainbow Dash. Lightning hadn’t even noticed her. She was curled up in the corner, a collar around her next that was tied to the floor.

The stallion unhooked the...it could only be described as a leash, and lightly pulled on it to wake Rainbow Dash up. The mare stirred, and rose. She saw Lightning Dust immediately. The light of recognition shone in her eyes, but otherwise she didn’t react.

“Ok, slut. You’re going to serve this mare for the day.” The stallion commanded.

“Yes master.” Came Rainbow Dash’s completely flat response. The stallion winked at Lightning, then handed her the leash.

“Have fun.” He said, then left back up the stairs. Lighting looked down at Rainbow Dash. The mare looked much the same. She was clearly taken care of, well fed, and she even seemed to get exercise. The light was completely gone from her though. Lightning grinned evilly, then spread her legs.

“Eat me out, slut.” She marveled as Rainbow Dash leaned in and did as she asked without a second of thought or hesitation. She leaned back into the mattress, feeling Rainbow’s tongue explore her folds. She placed a hoof on the back of Rainbow’s head, pushing her gently down. “I’m glad you finally found your true calling in life Dashie.”

Rainbow Takes the CMC Camping

The hike to Winsome Falls was just as long as Scootaloo remembered. Not that she minded, she was making it with her big sister after all. Rainbow Dash was a few strides ahead, setting the pace for the Crusaders to follow. Scootaloo smiled blissfully as she literally followed in the legendary pony’s hoofsteps. Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom seemed a little less invested in the trip, which was understandable.

“So, why couldn’t Rarity and Applejack be here today?” Scootaloo asked. She’d avoided the question until now, hoping they’d give up the information themselves, but she’d lost hope in that a few miles ago.

Well,” Sweetie Belle was the one to speak up. “The map apparently called them.”

“Yeah,” Apple Bloom continued, “I know it’s probably important, but this is the second time that gosh darn map ruined a chance for me and Applejack to hang out.”

“Relax girls,” Rainbow Dash called back from the front of the line, “Winsome Falls isn’t going anywhere, and its summer so you three don’t have to worry about school. We’ll be able to come out here again in a few weeks, and next time it’ll be all six of us.” The mare hiked her saddle bags up her back a bit, feeling their weight, and anticipating using what was inside. “Besides, I have some fun activities planned for tonight, and I don’t think your sisters would allow you to do them if they were here.”

“Really?” Apple Bloom’s face lit up. “Like what?” Rainbow could hear the conniving tone to the filly’s voice and chuckled a bit to herself. Apple Bloom had always enjoyed feeling like a big pony, Rainbow Dash was going to have fun with her.

“You’ll see.” The rainbow mare responded. She could practically feel Scootaloo and Apple Bloom vibrating with excitement. Sweetie Belle hung to the back of the group, her face showing a hint of worry.

“Won’t we get in trouble though? I mean, maybe we shouldn’t do it, whatever it is, if our sisters wouldn’t want us to.”

“Oh please,” Rainbow Dash snorted, “The only reason those two wouldn’t want you three to…have the kind of fun we’re going to have is that they don’t think of you as mature young mares the way that I do.” Rainbow wasn’t really lying exactly. She did genuinely admire the maturity that the CMC regularly displayed. That said, they were still fillies in her eyes, and that was half the fun. Sweetie seemed to be thinking about what Rainbow had said.

“Well, I mean, Rarity does treat me like a foal sometimes.” she muttered to herself. She didn’t see the small smile crawl across Rainbow’s lips as she nodded knowingly.

“Yup, she does tend to baby you sometimes. Relax Sweetie; you’ll have fun, I promise.”

That night, they only set up one tent. Sweetie had borrowed one of Rarity’s massive ones so they could all share the same shelter. The fire had burned down to cinders, and the four of them were stuffed full of marshmallow and oats. As they shambled into the tent, Rainbow moved to where she’d stashed her bag. Scootaloo saw her rifling through it and grinned in excitement.

“Is it time?” she asked, her wings buzzing. “What did you bring? Is it…” Her voice got quiet, “Is it cider?”

“Not quite Squirt. It’s something that’ll make your nickname be even more fitting.” Rainbow pulled out a length of rope and a large vibrator. Turning around with the ropes in hoof, she grinned. “Before we begin though, we’re going to play a little game. Scootaloo, mind if I start with you?” The three fillies took alarmed steps back when they saw the ropes. After a moment, Scootaloo stepped forward anyway.

“Is this a tie up game?” Apple Bloom asked, sounding disappointed. “We play those all the time.” She sat down anyway though, hoping to be surprised. Noticing her friend hadn’t said anything, she turned to see that Sweetie Belle’s eyes had shrunk to pinpricks. Unlike the other two, she had seen what else Rainbow Dash had pulled from the bag.

“Don’t worry,” Rainbow Dash called to Apple Bloom as she laid her ropes out in front of the now thoroughly nervous Scootaloo, “This is going to be a bit different to the games you girls play.” She laid a reassuring hoof on Scootaloo’s shoulder. “Alright Squirt, hold still. Trust me, this’ll be a lot of fun.” Scootaloo nodded, her body shaking slightly in spite of herself. Keep it cool, Scootaloo. Keep it cool. You don’t want to look lame in front of your big sister. She thought to herself. A light squeak chirped out of her anyway when she felt Rainbow Dash begin to wrap the first of the ropes around her hooves.

“We need to leave.” Apple Bloom looked over at Sweetie Belle in surprise, and the white filly continued whispering, “Please, Apple Bloom, we need to go.”

“We can’t though. Where would we go? Besides, I kinda want to see what Rainbow has in mind.” She turned her attention back to what was going on with Scootaloo. Sweetie looked out the tent’s net window and shifted her weight nervously. Please tell me I’m wrong. She thought to herself.

“How is that?” Rainbow asked. Scootaloo looked down at her forelegs, which were expertly tied together.

“It’s a bit tight.”

“Yeah, it should be. It’s not cutting off circulation though?” Rainbow asked, and then smiled when the filly shook her head. “Ok, then lie down please.” She helped Scootaloo down to her sleeping bag, and then flipped her onto her back. Grabbing hold of the filly’s back hooves, Rainbow held them together as she tied them together at the ankle. Reaching back into the back, Rainbow pulled out something Scootaloo was unfamiliar with. She called to Apple Bloom over her shoulders. “I bet during your tie up games, you girls used gags like you see in movies to keep each other from talking.”

“You mean the ones with the cloth over their mouth? Yeah. Why?” Apple Bloom was starting to feel funny. It was a feeling she recognized from all the times she would tie up the other girls, but she still wasn’t used to it and didn’t really understand what it was.

“I bet that didn’t work very well.” Rainbow replied, grinning when she saw the filly nod in acknowledgement. “What you needed was one of these.” Rainbow said, holding out a ball gag. Scootaloo tugged at her restraints, testing them. In spite of her nerves, she smiled.

“Wow, you did a good job. I can barely move.”

“Perfect! That’s the goal Squirt. Now open wide for me.” Scootaloo opened her mouth, and felt the gag fit into her jaw. She chomped down on it and was pleased that it wasn’t as uncomfortable as it looked. Rainbow pulled the strap around her head and clicked it in place. “There we go. Alright Squirt, show Apple Bloom how well that works.”

“Mmmph.” Scootaloo’s eyes lit up, delighted at how difficult it was to understand what she was trying to say. Apple Bloom look similarly impressed, though Dash was disappointed to see that Sweetie Belle still looked worried.

“Hey, it’s alright Belle, this is going to be fun. Watch Scootaloo. She’s about to have the time of her life.” Everything that Rainbow Dash said just seemed to make Sweetie more uncomfortable, and she glanced outside again. She didn’t want to have to make a run for it. It was pitch black, the moon tucked behind the cloudy sky. She wasn’t sure if she could even make her way home in that darkness.

Leaning over to where her bag was, Rainbow picked up the vibrator that she’d set there and held it up. Both Scootaloo and Apple Bloom looked at it in confusion, not sure what it was, but Sweetie Belle slid herself fearfully behind Apple Bloom. Rainbow leaned over Scootaloo and grinned down at her.

“Ready to have some fun, Squirt?” Rainbow asked as she lowered the vibrator to just beside Scootaloo’s entrance. The filly let out a muffled sound and nodded in approval, her heart hammering in her chest. She was shaking with nervousness about whatever was about to happen, but she trusted her big sis. A loud squeak filled the tent as Rainbow pushed the vibrator past Scootaloo’s entrance. Rainbow chuckled, but kept pushing it farther in. Scootaloo was squirming against her bonds, the sensation of fullness that she felt was completely alien to her.

Once it was deep enough in, Rainbow flicked a switch and the vibrator buzzed to life. Another high pitch squeal escaped Scootaloo’s gagged mouth, and her unconsciously rocked her hips into Rainbow’s hoof. The mare rubbed her hoof over Scootaloo’s clit in response, enjoying the muffled gasps that the filly was letting out.

Apple Bloom watched the whole thing with her eyes wide and her mouth hanging open in shock. That strange feeling that she’d always gotten during the girls’ tie up games was stronger than she’d ever felt it. Without fully understanding why, she traced her hoof against her own pussy and stroked it lightly. She could hear Sweetie squeak fearfully behind her, but her attention was firmly on what was happening with Scootaloo and Rainbow Dash.

Rainbow saw what was happening and decided to accelerate her plans a little. She pulled some tape out from the bag and tore off a piece. She secured it to the vibrator and to Scootaloo. The vibrator was now firmly in place, Scootaloo wouldn’t be able to remove it without help. Not that the filly minded. The vibrations she felt were overpowering, and she lay on the tent floor, moaning and squirming as her pleasure built. Satisfied, Rainbow turned to the other two.

“Does that look like fun?” She asked Apple Bloom. Seeing Rainbow watching her, the yellow filly pulled her hoof away from her folds in embarrassment, but she nodded. Rainbow pulled her bag over to where Apple Bloom was sitting. “Lie down on your back.” She instructed, and Apple Bloom listened. Like she had with Scootaloo, she secured the filly’s front hooves together, this time with tape.

“So, you’re going to do the same thing to me?” The filly asked, testing the bonds on her legs, and seeing they were tightly bound.

“Not exactly, but you’ll see what I mean in a bit.” Rainbow replied, as she finished securing the filly’s legs. From the other end of the room, Scootaloo had reached her limit. She had squirmed so much that she was flopped on her stomach, her butt bouncing as she mindlessly rocked her hips. Her eyes were completely glazed over, and drool oozed out around her gag. The strange and pleasurable feelings shooting through her body were new to her, but she was loving every moment of feeling them. With a final scream of delight, she felt herself reach her climax. It was music to Rainbow’s ears, and she turned back to Apple Bloom. “In the meantime, it sounds like Scootaloo is finished. I should let her go.” She patted Apple Bloom’s leg. “I’ll be back in just a moment.”

Scootaloo was twitching on the ground when her sister leaned down next to her. Shots of pleasure were still making their way through her body, but she managed a muffled greeting to her mentor. Rainbow unclicked the filly’s gag and began to untie her.

“That was amazing!” Scootaloo yelled. “I don’t know what just happened, but it felt amazing. Can I do it again?”

“Sure Squirt, but first you have to help me introduce your friends to it. Ok?” The filly nodded eagerly. She stretched her hooves as the ropes came loose, then followed Rainbow back to where Apple Bloom was lying down. The mare looked down at the restrained filly and instructed Scootaloo to walk over by Apple Bloom’s head. “Ok Apple Bloom, we’re going to have some fun, but you need to show Squirt here a good time too. Just follow my lead. What I do, you do. Ok?”

“Ok, but what are you going to do?” She asked. Rainbow lay down on her belly in front of the filly’s legs. The mare licked her lips, then pushed the filly’s legs apart, giving her full access to her prize. Apple Bloom’s entrance was already wet from rubbing herself, and Rainbow moaned in eager anticipation.

“Scootaloo, this is going to sound a bit weird, but sit down so that Apple Bloom can lick your pussy, ok?” Scootaloo was well past the point of doubting her mentor, and before Apple Bloom could say anything, she had obeyed. Apple Bloom stared in shock at her friend’s entrance, mere inches from her face. She didn’t have any time to think about it though, as she felt Rainbow’s tongue glide along her entrance. Her back arched in surprise, and Rainbow held her legs down to prevent her from closing them. Remembering her agreement with Rainbow, she leaned her head forward, and did the same to Scootaloo.

Sweetie Belle had backed into a corner and squirmed uncomfortably. Still, Rainbow had asked the other two permissions first. So, maybe she could tell Rainbow no, and everything would be fine. She tried to focus on anything but the three moaning ponies in the middle of the tent, but there was no ignoring it. The moans were getting louder.

Rainbow could feel Apple Bloom’s hips begin to push back into her face as the filly’s body naturally responded to her actions, and her hoof slide down to her own snatch as she began rubbing herself to the sounds of two underage foals moaning in delight. Scootaloo was grinding on her friend’s face with little attention paid to how much air Apple Bloom was getting. Not that the apple filly even noticed, as she began to reach her very first climax. Those feelings that had always burned in her loins whenever her friends tied her up suddenly made sense to her. The room was filled with moans, grunts, and panting as three ponies all reached their respective peaks.

The tent floor was covered in their juices, and their bodies shook as they rode out the feelings overwhelming them. Living up to her nickname, Scootaloo squirted onto Apple Bloom’s face, the apple filly closing her eyes as she felt her friend’s honey flow over her eyelids and nose. Rainbow gulped down all of Apple Bloom’s orgasmic juice, smiling in blissful joy at the situation she had created.

Scootaloo slid off of Apple Bloom’s face and collapsed onto the floor. Her face free at last, Apple Bloom sucked in desperate breaths of air, refilling her punished lungs. The two of them lay there for several minutes, as Rainbow stood to clean herself off with a rag that she brought. She smiled up at Sweetie Belle.

“Your turn.” She said, pulling the tape out of the bag again. “Are you ready?”

“Say yes, Sweetie!” Scootaloo cheerfully yelled. “It feels sooo good. You need to at least try it.” Sweetie shook her head though.

“I…I don’t want to. I know you three had fun, but this feels wrong.” She whimpered, back towards the door to the tent.

“Aw come on. Trust me, you’ll love it.” Rainbow said, ripping off a strip of tape.

“Hey, I know this was fun,” Apple Bloom butted in. “But if she doesn’t want to do it, we should mmph!” Apple Bloom was interrupted by Rainbow taping her mouth shut. Scootaloo chuckled.

“She’ll like it though. She’s just being difficult.” Scootaloo laughed. Sweetie Belle was horrified, and as she saw Rainbow coming at her with the tape, she made up her mind. The tent doors flapped open as she went sprinting into the night. The cold air bit at her skin as she ran, and she could barely see more than a few paces in front of her, but she tried to make her way along the path home. She heard the familiar rushing sound of Rainbow flying after her. The mare snatched her from the ground before she had even made it thirty feet. The filly screamed as she was lifted into the air and plopped gently back into the tent. She tried to make another run for it, but Rainbow pinned her to the floor and called to Scootaloo.

“Squirt, the tape.” Reacting quickly, Scootaloo grabbed the tape and rushed to her mentor’s side. “Tie her front legs together. Quickly while I still have a hold of them.” Sweetie Belle tried to kick herself free, still screaming. Apple Bloom watched the whole thing in horror, realizing that Rainbow would have done the same to her if she hadn’t said yes. She was still glad that she had, but she felt suddenly a little afraid of the mare. Scootaloo quickly finished tying her friend’s hooves up. She gave Sweetie a worried smile.

“You’ll like it, it’s ok.” She said. Though she wasn’t completely ok with what she was doing, she trusted that Rainbow knew what she was doing. With the filly’s front hooves secured, Rainbow took the tape from Scootaloo. She ripped off a strip and placed it over the filly’s lips. Tears were welling up in Sweetie Belle’s eyes as she realized that she couldn’t stop whatever was about to happen. Finally, Rainbow reached into her bag again, and pulled out a strap on. Scootaloo’s widened in amazement, and Sweetie’s in fear. Neither of them had ever seen one before, but they quickly realized its purpose. Rainbow affixed it to her hips, and then gripped Sweetie’s legs.

“This is going to be fun.” She said. She held Sweetie’s legs open and winked at her. Crying into her gag, Sweetie desperately shook her head no. Rainbow laughed, and push in anyway. Sweetie squirmed as she felt the strap on fill her. She screamed in panic and looked to Scootaloo for help. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she saw that, while Scootaloo seemed to feel guilty about what was happening, she was also rubbing herself, getting off on what was happening to her friend.

“See,” Rainbow said as she thrust in and out of the unwilling filly, “It feels good right?” Sweetie yelled a muffled ‘no’ through her gag, but even she realized that this was a lie. Her body responded without her consent, juices flowing out around the strap on, and jolts of pleasure shot through her small body. Despite this, she pulled furiously at the tape holding her, trying to escape. It was pointless though; Rainbow Dash had enough experience with this kind of thing to know how to properly tie up a filly.

So, Rainbow pushed into her shaking body, heedless of her sobs, for several minutes. The feeling in Sweetie’s body just built and built. It wasn’t as alien to her as it had been to Apple Bloom, she had masturbated think her friends on several occasions, but it had never been this powerful before. The slap of Rainbow’s hips against hers, the feeling of being completely filled, it was too much for her little body to take. Her yelps and shouts of frustration were soon replaced with one of deep pleasure. Her whole body scrunched up, and she felt herself finally give in. Cum gushed out onto Rainbow’s hips, and the mare whooped in success.

“Haha! Three for three!” She yelled. Sweetie just curled up and softly cried at her lost innocence. Scootaloo frowned, disappointed.

“Awww, are you done? I wasn’t finished yet.” She whined. Rainbow Dash chuckled.

“Of course, not Squirt. The night just started. Now, go to my bag and get the lube. It’s in a tube. Yeah, that one. Don’t worry you three, we’re going to do this all weekend.” Scootaloo cheered in joy. Apple Bloom could only stare in disbelief, and they could all hear Sweetie Belle sob into her gag.

Rainbow Has Some Unwanted Guests Part 1

There was something nostalgic for Rainbow Dash in the taste of the Cloudsdale morning air. This high up, there was a bite to it even on a mid summer day. That bitter air blasted by her, whipping her hair and fur as she soared. The roar of the approving crowd rose as Rainbow and the other Wonderbolts burst out in formation. A light burned the air behind them, with their movements forming the image of fiery wings in the sky.Some hours later, Rainbow Dash was lying in her hotel room. Damp clumps of hair clung to the nape of her neck and her shoulders. Nothing felt better than a shower after a show. A Daring Do book, with a spine worn from a dozen readings, was open on the mare’s lap. She wasn’t really reading at this point though; her eyes were too glazed over from exhaustion. Before sleep could fully take her however, there was a knock at the door.

A groan quietly echoed through the room, but she set the book on the night stand anyway. Crossing the large presidential suite, she lazily swung the door open. A young bellhop with a pleasant smile stood just outside.

“Rainbow Dash?” He asked. There was a note or picture in his hoof that he looked at before meeting her eyes again. Still rubbing sleep from her vision, she responded.

“The one and only.” A yawn briefly cut into her speech before she continued, “Does Spitfire need me for something? I keep telling her to wait until morning to tell me things; I don’t think well at night.” The young stallion shook his head, his back hoof tapping a few times in what Rainbow assumed was a nervous gesture.

“No, no. I’m here to deliver a gift from an old acquaintance of yours.” Reaching into a pocket of his, the stallion pulled out a small box and held it out to Rainbow Dash. It didn’t seem like anything special, just a little metal container with a simple latch. Shrugging, Rainbow Dash clicked the latch. Immediately, a blinding light detonated from inside the box, and Dash lost consciousness before she even realized what had happened.

Rainbow Dash reawoke to an uncomfortable sensation. It felt like something was pressing against her whole body. Attempting to move, she quickly figured out what was wrong, and her memory returned.

“What in the….” She was suspended upside down a few feet above the floor by a series of ropes attached to the ceiling, each of the ropes attached to one restraining her body. Each of her hooves was held independently, and her wings were uncomfortably pinned to her back. The restraints held her body spread eagle, and as she struggled to free herself, she felt how little each of them gave. She looked around the room to see three stallions, including the bellhop, and a hooded figure staring up at her. There was a pit in her stomach as she noticed the hungry grins on their faces. “What are you doing? Get me down from here!”

“You may begin,” the hooded pony, apparently a mare said calmly, “And remember, you get a bonus if you can get her to break down while I’m still here.”

“What the hell are you talking ab….” Rainbow Dash’s voice cut out as the first stallion walked towards her, and swung his cock into place in front of her entrance. “Oh….” Her eyes widened, and she growled at him. “Don’t you dare.” The stallion just chuckled, and Rainbow Dash sucked in her breath, her back arching, as she felt him push painfully into her. The ropes snapped taut as Rainbow thrashed angrily, “I’ll kill you. You hear me? The second I get free, I’ll rip that….” A loud slap echoed through the room.

“Don’t go making threats you can’t back up, slut.” A second stallion hissed. Reaching down, he moved his own cock up next to Rainbow’s chin. The mare eyed it, and clenched her jaw. Knowing what she was thinking, the stallion continued, “I wouldn't do that.” The stallion raping her pushed in particularly hard, making her grunt, but Rainbow gave a reply.

“Oh yeah? Why?” She spat at him.

“Because,” He snidely replied, “You don’t want my friend cumming inside you, do you?” The other stallion briefly look up from her crotch and grinned wickedly. It was a fair concern. There was nothing hotter for him than raping a virgin, and from how much Rainbow squirmed and the tiny trail of blood running down her entrance, that was exactly what he was doing. Her body, running on instinct, was fully warmed up by now. Her tight walls were slick with her juices as he undulated his hips into hers. Whatever decision she made, she’d need to make it fast.

“What?” Came the mare’s panicked reply. “What, no! You can’t! I’m a Wonderbolt, I can’t get pregnant!”

“So,” The stallion in front of her continued, “Here’s the deal. You show me a good time, and I’ll tell my friend to blow his load on that flat stomach of yours instead.” The rage was clear on Rainbow Dash’s face, but she tugged on the ropes again. They still didn’t give, and even though she’d been screaming, nopony had come to help her. She’d make them pay when she had an opening, for now though…. She screwed her eyes closed in disgust, and opened her mouth.

The stallion pushed his cock into her throat, and Rainbow gagged slightly. Slowly, the cock began to slid in and out. Hoping to get it all over with sooner, Rainbow did her best to bob her head in time to the stallion’s motions, which was difficult since she was still upside down. She was still rewarded with a soft moan, letting her know she was doing it at least somewhat right. A pair of hooves gripped the back of her head, and forced her down on the foreign object. Through her coughing and panicked thrashing, Rainbow saw that it was the hooded pony. She couldn’t focus on that detail due the fullness in her mouth and pussy however.

Rainbow’s velvety tongue curled around the stallion’s shaft, bits of drool dripping down her muzzled and towards her forehead. The sight alone seemed to turn on the third stallion, who she noticed was pleasuring himself in the corner. Rainbow Dash’s eyes began to well up from the humiliation. The head of the cock pushed uncomfortably far into her throat, but she did her best to put up with it. The cock in her pussy bothered her far more. The harsh slapping her their hips, and the fullness she felt was sending shivers of unwanted pleasure through her. In spite of herself, she moaned quietly around the cock in her mouth. The stallions and the hooded figure all laughed at her body failing her. Suddenly, her mouth was empty. Before she could speak, she saw that the stallion had pulled out of her and was…. Rainbow bent her head in time to feel the cum shoot out into her neck and shoulders, the stallion groaning deeply. There was a moment of silence as they both caught their breath, which Rainbow found difficult, since there was still another pony raping her. finally, Rainbow opened her mouth.

“Ok, there. I did what you wanted, now tell your friend not to cum inside.” She spat angrily. The stallion’s mind was still a bit hazy, and he didn’t respond. The other stallion just moaned, his hips slapping into her faster and faster. Rainbow’s muscular thighs felt good in his hooves, and her, by now, dripping pussy felt even better. Her moist and firm pussy felt amazing, and Rainbow’s body was instinctually rocking lightly around him. His breathing quickened, making Rainbow panic. “Hey! Tell you friend to...he can’t….” She heard a laugh from the stallion that had raped her mouth.

“You did do a pretty good job, but you really are a stupid slut if you thought I was telling the truth. No, he’s going to cum deep inside your delicious cunt.” They all laughed at her again, and Rainbow thrashed and spat furiously. Tears were beginning to stream down her face, as she realized just how helpless she was. The third stallion came forward and pressed his cock against her cheek. In spite of her soft crying, she looked up hatefully.

“Get that out of my face, or I’ll bite it off.” She snapped viciously. More laughter. A hoof came out, and smacked across her cheek. Before she could respond, there was another slap, and another. The ropes went taut from Rainbow’s struggling, but she couldn’t even get one hoof free. When it stopped, Rainbow’s cheek was red and she looked up at her assailant.

“Do you understand yet. You aren’t getting loose. If you don’t want us to hurt you, you’ll open your mouth and make sure I don’t feel any teeth.” The stallion saw, for the first time, real fear in the mare’s eyes. Her lips quivering, she opened her mouth. The hooded mare slid a hoof down to her entrance, and began slowly rubbing it. She watched with glee as Rainbow Dash was violently spitroasted in front of her. The normally fierce mare’s quiet crying sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. This was well worth the money.

This new stallion didn’t seem to have much endurance. He was only in Rainbow’s mouth a few moments before she felt him getting close. She prepared for him to cum on her body like the last stallion, but instead he shoved into the back of her throat. Cum came bursting out from between her lips, as she coughed and choked. Loud gulping filled the room as she tried to swallow whatever she could. The messy cock slid out of her mouth, and she spat out what was left. Sniffing, she tilted her head to try and look the last stallion, the still fucking her, in the eye. His eyes were glazing over, and his movements were shaky. He didn’t have long left. Seeing that she was staring, the stallion looked up into Rainbow Dash’s terrified eyes.

“Don’t do it, please. I’ll let you do whatever else you want, I promise.” She gulped fearfully, waiting for him to respond. He gave her a grin as he maintained eye contact, he wanted to see her face as he did it. Finally, the sensation of her warm walls gripping him became overpowering. With a final push, he shoved himself deep into her body. Cum coated her insides, as Rainbow Dash screamed in horror. Her eyes squeezed shut. All hints of bravery melted away, as she began to let out loud, open mouthed sobs. The hooded mare moaned as her pleasure built, but she restrained desires. Her hoof came away from her now dripping entrance, and she approached Rainbow Dash. The mare was a sight; her hair was a mess, she was dripping with cum on both ends, and her body shook violently as she loudly cried. The figure brought her turquoise hoof up to brush some of the tears from Rainbow’s face.

“Oh, poor baby. You’ve had a rough night.” The hoof left Rainbow’s cheek, and the figure moved to the other end of the room to rummage through a bag. She came back with a strapon poking out from under her cloak. When Rainbow saw it, she shook her head.

“No, stay away from me. Please, I can’t take anymore, just let me go.” Her voice was cracking, and was still hoarse from the deepthroating she’d received. The mare just paused as she came close to Rainbow Dash. Leaning down, she whispered into her ear.

“I want you to know, Rainbow Dash. I want you to know who’s doing to you, and how much you deserve every bit of this.” The mare could see Dash’s confused and terrified eyes, and she relished the look. Bringing a hoof to the strap on her cloak, she threw it off.

“Lightning Dust!?”