Trigger Puller was having a bad day, one minute he had been trying a sample from the nice mare at the bakery, now he was strapped belly down to some kind of bench thing with his rear hanging off it. The air was thick and moist, it felt like he was being suffocated by it. Looking to the right chains were attached to the wall in pairs, an accompanying drain below, blood was pooled on the ground. Next to them could see some carts with things such as scalpels, needles, forceps, and more laying on them. Looking to his left there was a large X with shackles hanging from each corner, and a selection of whips and paddles on the wall beside it. Beside the X was a table that looked like it belonged in a morgue, there were bone saws and drainage hoses all around it. He tried to scream at seeing all this, but his mouth was gagged. Behind him he heard a door open.
Someone walked around him, he felt their eyes as soon as they entered the room. A pony walked in front of him, it was the mare from before, but she looked far different. Before her hair was puffy and curly, a happy smile painted on her face, and like most ponies, wasn't wearing any clothes. Now though, her hair was straight down, flat, a scowl etched across her face, she wore a black latex corset on her torso, connected to it covering her legs were thigh high socks, made of the same black latex as the corset. She stood there staring at him for what felt like eternity, the dense air making him breath heavy. Suddenly she started to talk.
“So he finally decides to talk me.” She said her scowl changing to a frown.
“Why do you think you're here?”
He couldn't respond due to his gagged mouth but he tried anyway, all that came out was muffled sound.
“Don't act like you don't know!” She pointed at him.
“Your like all those other ponies, talking about me behind my back, making fun of me.” Her eyes took on the wild look of madness.
“I heard what you said when you took that treat, but I was ready. No One talks to Pinkamena like that and gets away with it, no one.”
He had no idea what she was talking about, all he had done was nod a thank you at her.
“So are you going to apologize, or do I need to make you apologize?”
He tried replying again and got nowhere except making her angrier.
“There you go again! Saying those things to my face, you're all the same, I try and let your apologize but no one ever does. Well lets see how you like this.” She said reeling her hoof back and giving him a slap to the face.
“You're fucking scum compared to me, nothing more than a bug I should squish.”
Despite himself he felt his cock start to harden, he tried to look away. She grabbed his face, he could feel the smooth but grabbing sensation of the latex.
“Don't you try to ignore me! You look away again and I’ll fucking beat you.”
There was a quiet slap of his now rigid cock hitting against his belly. When she heard the noise she let go and walked behind him.
“What the fuck is this!” She said pushing her hoof against his balls, the latex feeling of it squashing his balls felt both good and painful.
“If you think you're getting away with this then think again.” She said angrily.
He heard her walk away and rummage in a drawer, after a bit she came back behind him.
“Thought I wouldn't notice this little cock, huh? Thought you could get this pathetic thing hard and I wouldn't notice, then again look at it. Even hard it's barely as big as a real stallions cock when it’s soft.”
Trigger felt his cock throb, he knew he was below average, but this teasing was too much.
“Well don't worry about leaking out the tiny amount this thing can make, I’ll help you.”
He felt her hooves on his shaft and balls, the smooth but gripping latex was like many tiny hands tickling him. Then he felt something being wrapped around the base of his shaft and balls, he could feel the tightness around them and knew nothing was coming out until it was removed.
“Now that we won't have that little thing getting in the way we can move on to your punishment.” She said walking over to the paddles on the wall, grabbing one then going behind him.
“Since you got that tiny fucking dick hard now you're getting punished.”
He heard her getting ready, preparing her stance and rearing back. Suddenly his ass started burning as the first slap hit, then another, and another. She kept spanking his ass till he was was raw, covering it in a deep burning sensation as she paddled him. His cock twitched and jerked trying to cum, he felt it stop at the shaft and build up in his balls. After a while she stopped paddling him and put a hoof on his ass, he could feel the heat being leached into the cool latex on her hoof. She moved the other hoof to poke his backed up balls, squishing them while at it. She started speaking again.
“Looks like you're little pretend penis is still hard, but how about I show you how big a real stallion is.”
She stopped touching him to walk away, he laid on the bench crying, trying to get as much of the thick air into his lungs before he suffocated. He heard her get behind him again.
“I got a little present for you.” He felt a cold, hard, slick piece of plastic putt between his buttcheeks.
“I like to call him Colt Destroyer.” She said getting on his back and pushing the tip against his hole.
“Now let's see if you can handle him.” She said as she violently thrust the strap-on into his ass.
He felt like he was getting split open, his virgin ass being spread by her fake cock. She just kept pushing it further into him till her hips met his, she held it there while tears ran down his face from the pain.
“Feel that? Get used to it because the only fucking you'll be doing.” She started to fuck him. “Is getting fucked”
Despite all the pain she had been giving him, his cock still kept twitching, trying desperately to cum.
“Cmon bitch, moan like you know you want to!” She yelled at him, he obeyed and started making moaning noises, not all fake either.
While fucking him she slapped his ass, calling him a slut or whore. She kept going for a long time, driving the fake cock in and out of his ass. Eventually she slammed into him one more time, as she rode out her own orgasm. She laid on top of him for a bit catching her breath, before pulling out of him. He laid there as she went back to get more things, when she returned she said.
“I’m moving you so don't fight or else you're fucking dead.”
He couldn't fight even if he wanted to, he was exhausted from all that he had been through. She changed how he was shackled, before all 4 legs were chained to the legs of the bench, she changed it so his front legs were chained behind his body to each other.
“Slave. Lean back and sit on the floor.” She commanded.
He slid off the bench and gingerly sat on the floor behind the bench, his ass hurting from the pressure, but soothed by the cool floor. He looked down at his cock, it was tied up and bluer than normal. She then sat on the bench, her hooves between his crotch.
“You're going to have some fun now, I’m gonna play with you, and maybe let you cum.” She said putting a hoof on his cock.
The feeling of the latex was incredible, she rubbed the bottom of her hoof up and down, he felt the cold but smooth latex along his cock. He wanted desperately to cum, he had been denied for so long. She added her other hoof to the mix, and started rubbing them both along the sides, sandwiching his cock between her two smooth latex legs. He started moaning and jerking his hips at the pleasure, trying desperately to cum. She tortured his cock for what felt like minutes, always on the verge of orgasm but never reaching it. She then reached down and grabbed a loose string that held him, she started moving her hooves faster and faster, then she pulled on the string and released his cock and balls. He felt like he was dying, the pleasure of finally being able to cum made him see stars and go light headed. His cock jerked and sputtered cum all over her legs, she moved a hoof and rubbed his tip with the underside as he kept cumming. When the pressure in his cock fell he slumped to the ground, too tired to do anything but breathe and try to stay conscious.
Author's Note
Yeah I need to learn how to write better...
