The Horrors Underneath the Shell

Chapters

The Betrayal of Friendship: Lies.. All Lies.
The Torture Begins.
The Fun Begins: The Pain Overwhelms.
Unexpected Arrival: A Dash of Change
Death Comes to Those Who Wait: Freedom Comes to Those Who Wait Longer

The Betrayal of Friendship: Lies.. All Lies.

WARNING: You are about to see a very
Disgusting, Dark, Gory, Creepy, Scary, Slightly funny
Story.
This is ONLY a story.
The text inside this story is randomly generated
in the mind of a very messed up creator.
Do not take any of this seriously.
I was bored when I wrote this.
On top of that.. My sister told me to write a story about murders..
In the eyes of the murderer.
Meaning YOU are the insane murderer in this story.
You are about to witness a creation of imagination much like Cupcakes
But it might end up being more detailed, more gory and much.
Much more...
Chaotic, insane, wrong, and all-out gross.
You have been warned.
Except for the fact that this story has a very peaceful beginning.
Thank you. Proceed with the story.

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You woke up on the side of a small pool, created by the earth with naturally flowing water, creating a small rainbow at the splashing point of the waterfall because of the small amount of sunlight beaming through the leaves on the trees. The beautiful setting nearly made you forget that you were just chased by a nasty creature, and left to die by your so called friends. You slowly move your head, still trying to regain control from being knocked unconscious.

You look to your side, gazing in wonder at the pony laying beside you, asleep still. Her nearly yellow coat, along with her bright pink mane told you that Fluttershy was laying next to you. What's she doing here? Am I already dead? You asked yourself. She then seemed to know that you had slightly moved away from her. She woke up slowly, just like you. The look in her eyes drawing you in, she looked as if she was in heaven, her eyes glowed as she looked at you, smiling. Her eyes were full of hope, wonder and life. The mix of her beauty in the already beautiful setting around the two of you now started to settle in.

Fearing the worst, you had gotten up, walked away from the mare that was beside you, and walked to the other side of the pool. You sat on the edge of the water as she slowly crawled her way over to the water. She put one hoof in, then the second, sliding her body forwards with her front hooves. She let the others fall in, just barely catching herself with her back hooves. She was in the pool now, the small waterfall created such a shimmer in the air, as she was still smiling, walking towards you with a shine in her eyes. Her way of walking towards you seemed so beautiful, as if she was an angel.

She had seemed to put you in a trance, as you couldn't think of anything but the beauty of everything here, including her. You realize that you had started to walk towards her as well. The two of you meet in the middle of the pool, inches away from each others faces. She widens her smile, and leans forward slightly. You find yourself locking lips with the beauty dragging you into her world. The feel of her lips upon yours fills your body with such a pleasant feeling, making you feel pure, as if something horrible has been washed away from you.

Your lips part, but only for a moment, as you find her widening her lips and coming close again. Your tongues now in contact with each other, you feel another wave of pure pleasure running down your entire body. The taste of her tongue touching yours is indescribable, as she started moving it around, both of you locked your lips together. All of your thoughts were seeming to be replaced with what you had started experiencing. You pull apart another time, only to have your lips lock together again, in a different way. She let out a soft, angelic moan, almost like a whimper, asking for more. Your lips intertwine, as your tongues meet in the middle. The feel of her lips against yours like this was.. Indescribable.

The feeling of the kiss being nearly too much, you break away, leaving the mare with a content, happy smile. The shimmer in her eyes was still there, as you find yourself looking into them again. The beautiful mix of colors in the air around you mixed with the colors of her body and eyes, creating such a heavenly look upon her.

Your eyes had been locked, looking at her for a few moments until you finally realized that you needed to be somewhere. You had to do something important. The feeling hits you like a brick to the head, causing a headache as you fumble out of the water, the memories of what your 'friends' did to you flooding back into your brain. The beautiful mare that you were just with had come to your side, watching in horror as you fell to the ground just outside the range of the water. You could barely hear her trying to talk to you as the memories flooding your brain had taken all outer primary functions.

Your vision was blurred, you tried looking around, but you couldn't tell what anything was. All you could recognize was the vibrant colors of the mare before you, trying to help you. Your hearing was deafened, every sound had echoed in your head, and your voice was muffled. You couldn't function well because of the massive wave of pain and distortion working through your brain had such a massive effect.

The next thing you know, you find yourself in a dark room. It was night time, and you had just woken up, looking to see what you could recognize. You seemed to have known where you were, but you couldn't be sure. The house was small and wooden, the sound of animals outside confirming your thoughts. You had been sleeping in Fluttershy's house for a while now, the thoughts of what you had experienced racing through your mind, as well as what you could remember after that. You hear a door creak open, and your eyes bolt to that location, forcing you to focus on that area.

Fluttershy had walked through the door, looking at you with a bit of surprise, with a mix of happiness. "You're finally awake I see." She said softly, her voice nearly angelic to you. You only had the power to lay there and nod, your mind still racing about what was going to happen.

You remember that event that lead to this very moment. You had been unconscious in the forest when she found you. She had moved you to the water, cleaned you off, healed what wounds she could. But no one can heal the mental wounds caused by the effect of events that you can never forget. You slowly get up, receiving help from the beauty before you, your eyes locking onto her yet again.

Your stare turns cold, your face turning it's expression grim. Her understanding seeming to waver from her face, as she turned her head, confusion in her eyes. You quickly steady yourself, starting to walk past the confused mare that helped you. She watched you the entire time as you left the room, exited her house, and started walking towards Ponyville. You had nearly forgotten what your friends did, but now... No matter what happened, your memories of that day would never be erased.

As you walked through the town, a few familiar ponies such as Twilight, Lyra, Octavia and a few others looked at you worryingly. You stopped dead in your tracks as soon as you stepped in-front of your friend's house. You didn't wait a single moment before knocking on the door, putting on a smile for show. He took his time opening his door, fearing who it was every time. His fear had come true, as he hadn't done a good job of hiding his fear. As soon as he saw your face, his breathing seemed to stop, sweat started to moisten the part of his mane that was hanging on his head.

"H-hey... There." He tried to remain as normal as possible. "Hi." You said, trying to remain as you have been for as long as you could remember around him. "Can I come in?" You ask. He simply stood there for a moment, finally deciding that since he was alone in this house, he could use some company, no matter who it was. You walked into his house, asked him if he was alone, and after receiving a nod, you turned away from him.

Trying to hide the sinister look in your face by turning away from him had failed, as he stepped in-front of you, catching your attention. Your eyes had suddenly filled with rage as you quickly pinned him to the ground.

"I want answers! Why did you leave me to DIE?!" You shouted inches from his face, causing him to start to tear up, contorting his face into fear as he tried to respond. "I-I-.. I didn't kno-"

"DIDN'T KNOW WHAT?!" You were quick to interrupt, shouting once again. "Didn't know I would survive after you LEFT ME to DIE?!" Tears streaming down his face, a saddened yet very fearful look in his eyes as you released him from the ground.

He quickly shot up, and ran upstairs to his bedroom, slamming it closed. You heard a lock activate, followed by a thump on the ceiling and the door above you. You headed upstairs now, at first trying to open the door. Knowing it wouldn't work, you tried slamming into the door several times. Your strength had always been superior to everypony else around you, so it only took a couple tries to corner the terrified pony in his room.

The next thing you find yourself doing is striking the terrified pony in the face, knocking his head against the wall, causing him to black out. People have gathered around his house at this point, so you had to be quick. You grabbed the stallion and put him on your back, and you ran to his basement, dodging the view of everypony.

You had noticed that he bought new things, and those things would help you a lot in what you wanted to cause your new toy to go through. You tied his limp legs down to the thin metallic table, so that when he woke up again he would be unable to move.

The Torture Begins.

It was still the middle of the night, as you stood in-front of him. Waiting for him to finally wake up, so you could play with him, and torture him for such a long time, in dozens of ways. As you were waiting, you figured you would go out and find one of the... Ingredients to help you torture him. You remember over the past few days that he had been with a mare as of late, and decided to look for her.

As you arrived in the main part of the house, after turning a few corners from the fairly hidden passage way down to the basement, you had noticed something important. She had already arrived today, and when she saw you, she automatically felt relieved, walking over to you. You smiled, and answered her question.

"Hey! How have you been today?" She asked normally. "Been doing pretty good, and I've had something planned recently for you and my friend. Follow me." You said back to her. She nodded excitedly, and started following you to the basement. As you let her inside first, you followed silently directly behind her. The mare was shocked into screaming when she saw what you had done to your old friend. She tried to turn and run, only to turn into your hoof that was already going towards her face swiftly.

You knocked her unconscious as you had with your old friend, tying her down in-front of him on the other side of the room, and hid her in the darkness. You had noticed that you were just in time, as your friend was just now waking up, vision blurring in his eyes as he regained consciousness. He tried to move, only to figure out that he was tied down.

"What are you doing? Where am I?!" He yelled at you, trying to figure out what it was that you were going to do. You simply stood there for a moment, watching his breath increase in speed as he struggled to move. Slowly widening the wicked smile you had, you grabbed a small knife, which looked very similar to a scalpel, and moved closer to him. His eyes fixated on you, his eyes widening and reflecting his fear, his pupils shrinking.

The fear quickening his breathing into short gasps as he saw the blade. You slowly walked over to him using your mouth to precisely and expertly position the blade so it would slice sideways. You slowly brought the blade over his immobilized cheek, as he was frozen in fear. His eyes slammed closed and his face tensed as you slowly and agonizingly dragged the blade across his face, cutting just deep enough to cause pain and blood, but not deep enough to penetrate the skin completely. Your smile turning into a sick and twisted grin as you watched him squirm away in pain, trying to escape the blade.

Feeling the time was over, you pulled away, leaving a clear cut into his cheek. You turned, walked a bit and put the now slightly bloody small knife away. You slowly walked over to the darkness, feeling the table before you, you reached out and grabbed it, swiftly pulling it into the view of the stallion. His eyes filled with sorrow, mixing with the fear. His face drooped into a frown of sadness, as he started tearing up, fearing that the worst things were yet to come.

You walk over to the mare lying awkwardly on the table, and you rub your hoof across her body gently. Her eyes and face twitching while staying asleep, slightly moaning. She thought it was her stallion laying in bed next to her in her dream. Your hoof rubbed around her chest, moving to her stomach slowly and teasingly. Hovering above her mare-hood now, you look over at the worried stallion across the room, unable to stop what he was witnessing.

You never noticed before, but he had tears streaming down his face in jealousy, hate and fear. He couldn't speak, his crying had immobilized his voice box, disabling him from any speaking. Your hoof gently and teasingly touched the mare's privates. She had stifled a groan, muttering her stallions name. You slightly giggled, and pushed your hoof harder onto her mare-hood suddenly, automatically rubbing in a circular motion.

That shocked the mare awake, realizing that it was no longer a dream. You stopped your motions and watched her eyes dart around the room, locking on her stallion laying immobilized. She tried to run over to him, only to realize that she herself was trapped in place. Her eyes darted to you, filled with fear and confusion.

"Why are you doing this to us?!" She shouted, wanting to know the answers. You didn't answer, because you decided to show her instead of answering her question. You walked over to the table of tools, and picked up the small knife again. It was still slightly covered in the stallions blood as you carried it to the mare this time. The stallion across the room yelled for you to stop. You didn't listen as you approached the mare, a twisted grin on your face with a look of insanity in your eyes as you slashed a part of her front left hoof swiftly.

She screamed in the sudden pain shooting through her mind, causing her heart to beat faster, and her breath quickening. You walk back over to the table swiftly, and put down the blade. You made the way back to the mare quickly, not wanting the lady to suffer too much between sessions. You bring your hoof up to her mare-hood, and wait to press on it until she starts looking at your hoof. You see her eyes shoot to your face, then go to your hoof, and that was the key to your actions. You quickly pressed your hoof against her lips, slightly forcing them apart as the front of your hoof slightly went in.

She gasped in a sick pleasure, blushing madly, being forced to go through this as her stallion was forced to watch. The grin on your face widening after having to make the cut, now being able to pleasure her. The arousal of her liquids oozing from her lips made you move your face closer to her mare-hood, smelling the scent of her privates as you moved in. She screamed for you to stop, but you pressed on, rolling your tongue around her most sensitive areas of soft flesh. The feeling of pleasure had made the pony gasp in excitement, throwing her head up, causing her mane to fly every which way.

The scent and taste of her arousal and lips had left you throbbing in excitement, your stallion-hood now in clear view. She looked down in time to see your new erection, and her eyes widened in horror as she was unable to move away from your teasing. She realized that she was just now getting the very early treatment, and the worst was to come.

He had moved the table from the angle it was at, and laid her nearly flat, forcing her head back, making her normal eye level look at the ceiling of the basement. You had begun to climb onto the top of the table, now looming above the helpless and defenseless mare below you. You brought your head closer to hers, and locked lips with her. Her immediate response was to try to pull away, to try to twist and turn her head, but she realized that something else temporarily held her head in place, as to force her to endure this. Her only option now was to accept it.

As you began to turn around, facing the stallion, you had decided it was time to take action. You began licking at the helpless pony's mare-hood as you began getting her ready for the main event. You had lowered your hips slightly so her mouth would reach the tip of your throbbing stallion-hood. You noticed that you felt her tongue, so you forced your hips down, causing a small length of your shaft down into her mouth, reaching her throat slightly. She tried to moan, but you kept on licking away at her now soaking wet lips. You had noticed her inner muscles converging, and that made you realize she was very close to orgasm, so you pushed your tongue deeper into her wet hole. The pleasure of it going deeper and faster had made her reach orgasm quickly, as her liquids sprayed out, some of it landing in your mouth.

You had swallowed the bit that landed in your mouth, and you realized she was squirming and moaning trying to get your throbbing member out of her mouth. You popped out and allowed her to breathe easier, as you hopped off the table, turning it around. The force of which made her scream as she was flipped to face the other side, her head still pointed to the ceiling, but her mare-hood turned away from her stallion.

You hopped back onto the table, and buried your member down into her still open mouth that was trying to gasp for air. Your member slid down her mouth, forcing her to breathe through her nostrils. You looked up to see that the stallion had his head turned away, and his eyes closed.

"Hey! Don't you look away, or she'll get it." You taunted, forcing your member down her throat a little, causing her to gag and try to cough, tears welling up in her eyes. He immediately looked your direction, shooting a worried look to his mare as he saw what you were doing. You released your throbbing beast from her mouth completely, allowing her to breathe again.

"Good." You stated, slowly moving your member into her mouth again. Her mouth still felt divine, but it couldn't reach your entire length at all. You were disappointed by the size of her mouth, as you hopped off the table again, and without warning you flipped her around again, causing her to scream in shock. Electricity and blood shooting to her brain because of the speed of the turn. Her mare-hood now facing her stallion again. You hop back onto the table, take your position, and slowly rub the tip of your member up and down her lips.

He yelled for you to stop, tears starting down his face again. You turned your head over your shoulder to see him looking away again. You both knew the punishment for looking away from what you were doing. You forced your entire length into the helpless mare below you forcefully, enticing a scream of pain and pleasure from her, which made her stallion look up in fear, realizing what you had done.

"I'M SORRY! I'LL WATCH! DON'T DO THAT TO HER!" He screamed to you. You swiftly pulled out of her with his words, enticing a quick, sharp gasp from her. You then started gently rubbing against her again, their punishment had been fulfilled. You will now work slowly, teasing her, leaving her wanting. If he ever looked away, you would punish them this time by pushing into her anus. They didn't want to know what your next punishment would be, as they were careful to obey your every command. You were full of pride, having defeated your former friends.

You slowly pushed into her mare-hood as you were still acting generous. Enticing gasps and moans of pleasure from her again, her breath now in short gasps as you slowly pushed in and out, going deeper each push until she reached another orgasm from all the work you've done. Happy that you've pleased her in such a way, you start pushing into her all the way, faster than before.

Her blood had been racing through her, her sweat coating her body now, as you had begun the first phase of your torture. As you were thrusting in and out of her mare-hood, you felt the insides of her rubbing against you, her muscles twitching uncontrollably. As you reached a pinnacle of pleasure, you looked back to see that the stallion across the room had still been watching. Being as generous as you were, you had pulled out of her right before releasing your seed, being careful to not shoot any inside of her. Instead, you shot it all over her body, some hitting her face.

As you return from the sudden massive wave of pleasure hitting you, you turn to the stallion. You decide to tease him in another way than just what you had planned. You hop off of the table, and slowly push the semen-covered mare right in-front of her stallion. You push the side that held her head up to face the stallion she was now directly facing. She saw clearer now that she was closer, and she was able to see the cut on his cheek.

She quietly said something that you couldn't make out, but it sounded like his name. You brought the table of tools closer to the tables that held the helpless ponies. You leave that a few hooves distance away, leaving enough room for you to stand in-between. You see the now revealed, surprisingly stiff stallion-hood of your friend, that was now directly facing his mare. She looked down when I did, and she noticed it as well, making her smile and blush. It was nearly the same size as yours, and you figured you could all go for a round this time. You walk to a wall beside them, and grab a few chains to help you proceed with your sick idea.

You slowly attach the chains tightly around the mares front two hooves, making sure not to release her hooves until they were completely secure. You undid the braces around her hooves from the table, causing her legs to slightly fall. They had been securely hanging in the air by the chains. She watched as you attached them, and tried to move her hooves away when you released them, only to realize that she was still stuck. Defeated again, she lowered her head, relaxing her front hooves. You proceed to do the same to her back hooves as she was struggling, and you released her back hooves. She was now completely hanging in the air by her legs, the chains on her back hooves wider than her front.

Her flank was swinging back and forth in-front of her stallion, both of her holes in plain sight to him. You take the position the helpless mare is in to your advantage, taking a wide, flat tool from the table, smacking her flank hard with it. The shock of pain causing her to scream as her eyes shot open. You look up at her face, staring at you with worried, tear-filled eyes as you slapped the other side of her flank forcefully, causing her to scream again. Tears now falling out of her eyes, you bite into her cutie mark gently, causing the muscles on her flank to twitch.

Her face shot up as your bite strength increased suddenly, some of your teeth slightly piercing her cutie mark. She cringed and let in a sharp gasp in-between her clamped teeth, trying to block as much pain as possible. You break your teeth away, only to bring the tool attached to your hoof to her flank quickly, smacking the other side.

You hear a small drip on the floor, and realize that she was crying from the pain. You look to the stallion beside her as you see that he was no longer able to cry, his eyes fixated on what you were doing. He was still obeying the 'Watch' rule. You were happy with that as you proceeded to put down the tool and walk slowly over to him.

The darkness of the basement had started to become more visible to their adjusting eyes, and they had noticed a few more tools and such around them. They looked into each others eyes as the stallion across the room gave a slight smile. You push the mare closer to him, and you walk between them, staring at the stallion and readying the tool you had on your hoof.

He stayed there and braced for impact. He heard a smack, but no pain. He heard a scream follow quickly after that, and he looked over, and noticed that you had stricken the helpless mare on the stomach. He yelled for you to stop, and you told him to keep quiet, else worse things would happen.

You move your hoof away after moments of doing nothing, and his eyes widen in horror.

The first phase has passed. You thought to yourself, smiling wickedly and laughing at the end, as you pulled them apart.

The Fun Begins: The Pain Overwhelms.

You had noticed that you were quickly working on pressing her hooves against the table fixated behind her, locking her on the table again hoof by hoof. You release the chains from her hooves, and notice that they left red marks in a few spots, indicating that she was in slight pain the entire time.

For some reason, that helped you work faster, knowing she was in more pain throughout the entire time you were doing what you had been. You moved them so that they were beside each other, facing the same way at the same angle. They looked at one another, then noticed that you had slid two tables of tools in-front of them. They watched in horror as they saw the tools you had laying beside one another that you had set up.

You pull up a knife from the table, at look at them both one at a time, deciding who should go first. "Who wants to protect the other... By taking the pain first?" You slowly asked them, delaying with the last bit of the sentence. The stallion quickly responded, wanting to save the mare he loved from any more pain. You smiled sickly, watching him with an evil glow in your eyes as you slowly walked towards him.

The mare beside him was crying, whispering to him something you couldn't hear. You didn't care what they said to each other right now, you were too focused on the stallions chest, the part that you were going to cut. You put the blade gently on his skin, propping yourself up steadily with your front hooves on the table. You could tell he was trying to be as still as possible, taking short breaths only moving his stomach.

You pushed the blade, slightly moving it to the side, causing a small amount of pain to shoot through him as he gasped sharply. You made the cut just deep enough to cause pain and blood, but not penetrating the skin completely, just like before. You made a slow circular cut with your mouth, creating a ring of open flesh on his chest.

The blood that slowly made it's way out of the cut in the flesh made you decide to attach the blade to your hoof so you could cut differently. You angle the blade in such a way that it's facing upwards, resting against the side of flesh slightly sticking out on the inner side of the ring. You bolt your eyes up to his, as you realize that his expression showed great fear. You grinned wickedly as you slide the blade across the circle of flesh slowly and agonizingly, the cut making blood spurt out in small bursts. His heart was racing, and his breath was quick and fearful as you slowly cut the ring of flesh away from his body. The cut took maybe a full minute, when it would normally take only a few seconds. The burning pain shooting through his brain as you agonizingly slowly cut the skin from his body, taking your sweet time.

Enjoying every moment, you see the last strip of flesh connecting to his body, and you stop the blade. You grab the slab of flesh with your teeth, pulling the flesh from the skin, making a fresh, different kind of pain surge through your helpless victim. You quickly pull the circle of flesh from his body, making him twitch and gasp in more pain.

You smile, holding the strip of flesh in your mouth. You begin to slowly chew it, and when your nearly done with it, you hold it in your mouth for a moment. You move to the mare beside him, and bring your lips close to hers. She realizes what you still have in your mouth, and she tries to deny your offer. You use your hoof with the knife still attached to it, and slice a bit of her flesh, dragging it slowly down until she screams in pain with a forceful stab into her leg. You use her scream to your advantage, and widen your lips, intertwining yours with hers, the meshed flesh in your mouth going into hers.

You keep your lips locked with hers until she's forced to swallow what you put into her mouth. You pull away and watch her gag and spit, trying to remove what was just in her mouth. The mare stopped what she was doing, and started breathing shakily from the pain and the disgusting substance she was forced to swallow.

You had the blade still sunk into her flesh, so you slowly pulled it out, making the mare gasp and raise her head swiftly in pain, causing her mane to fly everywhere once again. Your friend beside you had started yelling for you to stop what you were doing once you were sawing at her flesh from the inside with a different angle. You broke through her flesh, soaking her fur on her hoof and leg with her the blood swiftly oozing from the wound.

Feeling that torturing one at a time would be cruel to the one you weren't torturing, you turned to the stallion once again. You put your hoof between the stallions legs, on the sheath holding back his stallion-hood. His face turned sour when he realized what you were trying to do. After a few moments of nothing happening, you turned your head to the mare beside him. "I can think of something that will bring a part of you out that I want."

You started walking towards the mare, grabbing the table and pulling the helpless mare in-front of the screaming stallion. He was trying to reason with you, trying to ask you why you were doing this. You looked at him with burning rage in your eyes, that swiftly turned into an ice-cold stare. That shut him up well enough.

You moved your hoof around the mares sensitive flesh again, making her gasp in pleasure once more. She tried to beg for you to stop, trying to tell you that she wouldn't be able to handle any more. You ignored her as your stallion-hood started growing stiff again. 'Idiot,' You think to yourself. 'You're supposed to be trying to get HIM aroused, so you can do things with his stuff that he never wanted.'

Feeling the muscles around her mare-hood twitching more often, her flank stressing and her legs tensing, you realized she was close to orgasm again. She spurted her liquids all over the place, but mainly all over her stallion, as the position you set her in made her spray her liquids all over his body. You smiled when you looked at him and saw that his stiffness had made him reveal himself.

You walked over to him, and he had a nearly sick expression on his face when you touched his stiff stallion-hood with your hoof. His nose bunched in disgust as you started rubbing your hoof against it, feeling another stallion's erection. You walked over to the table, grabbed a small needle, and walked back. He couldn't see what was attached to your hoof this time, and he didn't really care.

Until you proceeded to impale the tip of his stallion-hood with the needle.

"C-GAAH!" He screamed, thrashing around and trying to escape the feeling of stabbing on his most sensitive of flesh. As you dug the needle deeper, you had been going slower, poking in with small thrusts. Causing him such agony had made him start to go soft again, and you didn't want that. You made him look at your hoof as you shoved it into the mare-hood of the pony next to him. He shot up again in excitement, causing the needle to poke up, nearly ripping the flesh of his very tip. He screamed in agony as he tried again to wrench himself away from the pain.

The needle poked through the other side of his thickness, and you pulled it all the way through, a small thread following the needle. Covered in blood, you started on the side of his length, slightly below the original one, and on the opposite side of his length. Your other hoof still pushing and pulling inside and out of the mare beside you, she had been begging for mercy. She wanted you to stop. You looked at her when she gave a demand for you to stop, and you slowly pulled out your hoof from her soaking mare-hood. It popped out of her, making her gasp.

"Did you just demand... that I stop?" You asked with a sinister tone. She looked at you stubbornly, as she tried to compose herself. She nodded and spoke.

"Release me now, or I will keep disobeying you." She admitted bravely. You turned her table where it was flat, locked it into it's position, and hopped onto the table, as you started to free one hoof. Being careful, you started with a back hoof, and you released the other back hoof after that. She demanded that you kept going, and you did just that.

Not exactly how she wanted, but you did just that. You kept going with what you were doing. You grabbed one of her back hooves, moved it to the opposite side of the table, and locked it down. She demanded to know what you were doing as you re-did the binds in a different way, making sure to put her back hooves loosely, so you could re-arrange later.

You undid one of her front hooves, only to grab it and forcefully slam it on the other side of the table, locking it down before she could do anything. You undid her last hoof, with her now fully twisting around, trying to get away with her new position on the table. She tried to move, but you swiftly grabbed her flailing hoof, and locked it on the table the way you wanted. You went back to her back hooves and aligned them perfectly.

Her chest and face were right next to the table, as she was nearly laying on her chest with her rump locked in the air by the position of her hooves. She demanded to know what was going on, but you didn't answer. You decided to show her instead, the way you had before.

You grinned wickedly as she turned her head over her shoulder, noticing the position she was in. She screamed and begged for forgiveness. You hopped onto the table, her rump facing her stallion and head turned your way, looking in fear at your face. You prompted yourself upwards, putting your front hooves on the top of her rump. She stared in fear, unable to make a sound from her crying. Your stiffness started rubbing against her rump.

She was helpless, looking over her shoulder at you, her back legs prompting her rump in the air to make her hip meet yours in height. You started pushing against her anus, but you were interrupted by her tail getting in the way, trying to protect herself. You laughed at her helplessness, and hopped off the table to grab an odd tool hanging on the wall. It looked like a harness, but she was quick to notice what it had on it.

She screamed in fear, begging you to stop. "Oh," You interrupted. "But your punishment for demanding freedom is just beginning my dear." You said with another sinister tone, turning cruel by the end of it. You forced her still as you pushed the suit over her head. you released her hooves one by one as you slipped on the thing for her to wear. She didn't resist, she just wanted the punishment to be over with.

Once you were done putting it on her entire body, you had attached the line that went from her neck to the base of her tail. You tightened the line and forced her tail and head backwards, trying not to choke on the grip around her neck with the attire she was forced to wear.

With her tail now out of the way, you prompted yourself up on her rump again, and pushed your tip into her anus. She gasped at the feeling, coughing right after because of the tight grip around her neck. Slightly choking, she took a moment to get her breathing normal again. She looked at you with sorrow and a type of curiosity in her eyes.

Feeling the grip around your tip not being enough for you, you slowly pushed in. Her muscles converging and gripping your length. She quickened her breathing as much as she could without going to quickly and choking herself. She was getting tired of holding her head up, and it wasn't long before she let her head hang for a moment, jerking it back up when the grip tightened on her throat, cutting her breathing completely.

She begged you to release the line, so you asked for the most meaningful, sincere and seductive begging you could get, ordering her to also call you her master. She complied, begging slowly and meaningfully, surprising you with her magical voice. It had reminded you of Fluttershy, and what you did with her.

You loosened the line completely, letting her head fall to the table. She was relieved to finally be able to relax her head again and breathe normally. You figured this was more of a treatment, rather than a punishment, so you decided to do something she didn't expect so suddenly. You slammed your hoof onto her flank, just over her cutie mark, making her head jerk in pain as she let out a short scream. You popped out of her and hopped off of the table wanting to do more to torture the mare. You had noticed that the adventure you started with her anus had left her hole open, twitching now and then, trying to close. You brought your hoof closer, and slowly put your hoof into her anus.

She didn't have much of an initial reaction, so you decided to punish her for not doing anything to help please you. You slammed your hoof deeper into her bowels, forcing a scream of pain and pleasure from the mare. You smiled, and wrenched your hoof out of her completely, only to slam your hoof in it's entirety into her wanting anus again.

You swiftly moved your hoof back and forth, and suddenly slammed your leg deeper into her bowel system. The width of your hoof inside of her twitching innards had her shouting at you to remove it because of the amount of pain she was feeling. You slowly pulled your hoof out of her, agonizingly slowly. Moving so slowly she was begging for you to move faster again. Compelled by her sweet begging, you popped your hoof out of her.

You had nearly forgotten about the stallion that wasn't too far away from you. You got up and walked away from the mare, leaving her thankful that she wasn't going to be tortured anymore. You grab the needle, and start sticking it into the side of his still throbbing member, making him scream in pain. The mare across the room tried desperately to stop you, begging you to stop. You finished poking the needle through the width of the stallion, and walked to her.

You tightened the line between her tail and neck, forcing her head and tail back once more. You fixated her table so she was facing her stallion, but had to look up because of the grip on her neck. You pushed the table closer to his, and started to set up something above her. You did a test run to see where her rump went as you set your plan into action. You hung a big stallion-hood shaped object that was slightly larger than your member into the air above her rump.

She could just barely see what you were doing, having to force her head up the entire time. You set what looked like a big dildo in the air, locking it in place with a device on the ceiling. You asked her if she wanted to see her stallion clearer, and when she nodded as much as she could, you forced her rump up so that her face would meet her stallions chest in height. She didn't count on the object bursting into her anus when you did that. She screamed in pleasure as it penetrated her, and she began moaning in pleasure, her eyes rolling around in her head.

"Is that better?" You teasingly asked her. "Yyeeessss..." She admitted, sighing while talking. You turned to the stallion, picked up the needle, and asked him if he was ready. He quickly decided otherwise.

"What do you think?! Why are you doing this to us?! What did we do to you?!" He kept shouting the questions at you. Instead of answering first, you shoved the needle into the side of his stiff length again, causing him to jump in pain, and stifle a groan of pain instead of screaming. Clenching his teeth together, trying to rid the pain as much as possible, you had begun to answer his questions.

"I think yes. You are ready for the needle again. And the next question... Why am I doing this to you?" You stopped for a moment. "Well, that's simple. Revenge. Revenge for leaving me to die in the forest by the monster YOU made chase after us!" You started to shout. "I believe that answers both of the last questions. Any more?"

You didn't wait for a response, as you quickly shoved the needle once again into the other side of his width. He cringed in pain, and tried to squirm away again. There were now 5 small holes in his member, all you needed was one more. You pushed the needle out the other side of his length, creating the final hole. Now all you needed to do was tie the string up, and pull. You begin tying with your mouth and hooves, blood slowly making it's way out of his slowly softening stallion-hood.

Quickly and expertly tying the knot needed in the small string, you look up at his face. It was twisted with pain and fear, and you had noticed that his cheek was only just barely bleeding. You decided to strike his cheek with your hoof, causing his head to bolt to the side with the force of the blow, blood spurting from his mouth.

The helpless mare behind you had tried to scream at you to stop, but instead leaned her head down a little and choked on the words. When she let her head down, she tugged on her tail, causing the object to just barely slip further into her anus. Her eyelids fell down her eyes, hovering in the middle as she felt the giant thing slide deeper. She then realized that she could move herself up and down slightly, just enough to move the thing in and out of her slightly. She began pleasuring herself with the device, and you just watched her bounce up and down, her eyes fixated on you, silently asking for you to do something to increase what she was doing.

You smiled wickedly as you thought of something. You lowered her position on the table, popping the dildo out of her accepting anus. You proceeded to further pronounce her body, sliding her chest back further, loosening the line between her neck and tail. You took some time configuring the mechanism the way you wanted it, and soon after, the press of a button made the device slid back and forth swiftly.

The mare couldn't see what you were doing, but the stallion could. You set it at it's furthest back point, where it would just barely remain in the hole you planned it to go in this time. The mechanism worked perfectly, and now it was time to set it in motion. You pushed the mare's rump up in the air again, and she braced for impact.

She felt barely anything happen, as you walked over to the table of tools, deciding to torture her before pleasing her. Your way of making sure she deserved what she was about to receive. You attach the wide, flat tool to your hoof again, and proceed to walk back to the helpless mare that was aching for more.

You slapped her flank hard with the tool, making her scream and jerk her head up, making her mane fly everywhere. You want repeat the process, but you hop onto the table, angling yourself where you would have easiest access to what you had planned. You stood behind her, the tool still attached to one of your front hooves, you activate the mechanism with your free one, your other hoof keeping balance by pressing on her rump.

The object begins swiftly moving in and out of her mare-hood, causing her to jump and moan in ecstasy. You turn back to her, looming above her, you press your stiff stallion-hood into her accepting anus swiftly, slapping her flank with the tool in the process. She screamed repeatedly in pleasure, shouting her approval constantly. You slap her every now and then on random spots of her body, causing her to shout in pain whenever you did. Her rump being the focus this time, you slapped down with great force, more force than ever before, and the smacking sound echoed around the room.

Her scream quickly followed, her eyes shooting open because of the massive amount of pain surging through her suddenly. The strike left a clear mark on her skin, swiftly bruising in the area of impact. Tears leaked from her eyes as you slapped her side again, softer, but still with enough force to make her cringe. The entire time, you and the dildo had been violently pushing and pulling in and out of her. You reach a pinnacle of pleasure once again as you begin to spray your hot liquids all over her insides again, pulling out swiftly to shoot a few streams down her body and onto her face that had turned your way with the last slap.

You leaped off of the table, and made her endure the pain, as well as the constant motion of the dildo still swiftly pushing and pulling in and out of her mare-hood violently. The mare was now covered in a large amount of semen, and she was already covered in the sweat of her work before.

The previous slap on her flank was starting to bruise already. You turn to the stallion, his stallion-hood was still stiff after watching what you just did, despite the pain still running through it. You notice that the stallion has his eyes fixated on his mare, enjoying every second of what she's receiving. You walk up and notice you've been ignored. Your eyes fall flat, and you give a solid tug on the string tied in his throbbing member, slicing the inside a little bit and causing a massive wave of pain to shoot through it's entirety. He screamed in unexpected pain as he remembered the holes in his member.

He slowly started looking at you with tear-filled eyes, still silently asking you why you were doing all of this. You grab the string with your mouth again, noticing the surprising amount of blood coming from his stiffness, and give another twisting, solid tug on his length. The multiple cut points in his stallion-hood made him cringe and groan in pain, making his body tense. You take the tool attached to your hoof and slap his stomach hard, causing him to exhale all of his breath instantly, and causing a small amount of blood to spray out of his mouth when he coughed.

You remember the small hole you had put in his chest. Using a corner of the plate attached to your hoof, you scrape that area of flesh, causing pain in another part of his body. He screamed for you to stop. They both screamed. You stared at the stallion for a moment, then looked at the mare, still breathing heavily, reaching another orgasm as the mechanism was still pumping in and out of her furiously.

You smile wickedly and walk over to the tool table, releasing the tool from your hoof only to grab a different blade instead. An unusual one compared to the last few times. This blade was designed to fit in the mouth of you specifically. You had wanted a weapon made specifically for you for the past few days, and it seems that it was finished.

You turned to the mare, breathing steadying slowly as she watched you intently. She had a look in her eyes as if she wanted you back inside of her. As you saw that the mechanism was still doing it's work, you turned to the stallion. His eyes darted from her to you when he noticed you getting closer with something in your mouth. His eyes widened in shock and his pupils shrank in fear as he watched you walk towards him slowly with the deadly weapon he had designed for you. He tried again to squirm away from your strike, only to end up making the slow cut go faster and deeper suddenly. You had wanted to start the cut slowly, but he was eager to get it over with.

You complied with his mistake, and shoved the blade deeper, piercing the bone in his leg. He screamed in pain as the blade easily worked through his bone, slicing everything from the bottom of his hoof, to the middle of his leg. The leg muscles tensed as you started the cut, but had lost everything as the cut finished. The leg was no longer of use, but it could still feel pain. You cut a line in his bone from the bone connecting his hoof, to the connecting bone in the leg.

Sheer pain enveloped his leg as he screamed and cried, the blood swiftly making it's way out of his system. Careful not to make him bleed out yet, you took the needle and sowed the cut shut before it could bleed too much. Screaming in agony, yet unable to move the leg that was still feeling pain. The wound now nearly completely closed, you could still see a small amount of blood trying to spill out from the fresh wound.

You looked to the mare behind you as you slowly turned and walked towards her, a menacing look in your eyes, nearly glowing from anticipation. One side of the blade was covered in blood, and now it was time to get the other side's hunger filled. You approached the helpless, gasping mare that was forced to feel pleasure beyond belief. The mechanism still pumping in and out of her furiously. You give her a cold stare, then begin working on her.

You jump onto the table, and position yourself, your stallion-hood as stiff as it could be, even after all you've done so far. You push yourself into her anus swiftly, making her moan in pleasure, pushing her to a sweet orgasm she's been holding. Her head was still surprisingly holding itself up, forced to by the line between her tail and neck.

You began thrusting yourself in and out of her accepting anus as you started. You drew your head down her body, the blade skimming across her flesh, not enough strength behind the push to cut. You bring your head back as you pulled yourself out of her completely. You stopped the mechanism for a moment, causing her to moan in disagreement, begging you to turn it back on.

You comply, but only when you arrange it to fit into her anus in your place. You moved yourself to her soaking and twitching mare-hood, as you turn the mechanism back on. She was startled at first, but she quickly accepted it. You dug yourself into her, forcing her sweet, tender lips apart as you pushed further in. She wanted more, so you gave her more.

You angled the blade and positioned your head as you pushed yourself into her, enticing a moan from her. She then screams in pain as you drop the blade from your mouth, the force of the blade cutting into her from the fall. You see the massive torrent of blood oozing from the area as you begin pumping in and out of her mare-hood again. The mix of extreme pain with the pleasure of having both of her holes filled again makes her scream in-between breaths.

She tried to say something, but it was lost in her quick gasping, trying to regain control after her throat being forcefully closed when she slammed her head downwards, quickly strengthening the grip on her neck, pulling her tail painfully back. You reached the pinnacle of pleasure you knew so well, and shot your seed into her womb, covering her insides again as you pulled out, spraying your hot liquids on the wound.

You swiftly pulled the blade out of her back, realizing the position of the blade. It was near her rib-cage, just below her lung, and just above another vital organ that you couldn't make out because of the hole quickly trying to close itself. The stinging pain of the liquid on her new wound had made her nearly forget the amazing orgasm she had started feeling as her senses were overwhelmed, making her black out from the sudden pain, then the shot of pure pleasure. You quickly undid the line holding her tail and neck in place, not wanting her to die so quickly.

Unexpected Arrival: A Dash of Change

You removed everything from position, and moved her back into her previous position while she was unconscious. The stallion simply watched the entire time, the pain filling his eyes with tears. He didn't have the power to yell for you to stop, so he didn't even try. You had plans to move them both into an odd position.

You told the stallion to obey every command you gave him, as you undid his front hooves, he willingly turned the top part of his body around on the table. You locked down his front hooves the way you had with the mare, and you put the stallion in the same position she was in. You slipped on the same contraption she had on, onto him this time as well, forcing his neck backwards so his tail and head wouldn't interrupt with anything.

You set up the mare so that she was facing downwards, and you had the stallion below her. You woke her up by slapping your hoof against her face, and she awoke in shock, gasping at what you did. She saw the position you set them in, and you pointed to her stallion below her, in the same outfit and position she was in just earlier.

You pointed again, smiling wickedly at the awkward thing you had created for this situation. It strapped around her waist, and made it look like she had a stallion-hood of her own. You noticed that the stallion had realized what was about to happen to him, and he begged you to stop. You didn't listen as you pushed the mare upwards, loosening her back hooves and strapping on the tool to her waist.

She was positioned just above him, and they both knew now what you wanted her to do to him. You slowly lowered the table she was on, sliding the dildo-like stallion-hood shaped object into the stallions anus. His eyes bulged, and his body shook at the feeling. You then got the table in position, stepped back, and told her to start moving. Fearing what you would do, she obeyed slowly.

The stallion was now the one to receive, while his mare with the awkward tool on her waist had been forcing herself into him, the way he forced himself into her. Watching this unfold, you noticed she had been enjoying being the one on top, being the one delivering instead of receiving, and she smiled while violently pushing and pulling in and out of him, his breathing quickening. The sensation of a sick pleasure running down his body while he was forced to endure this.

They stayed like that for a few minutes as you just watched. You could see he was slowly beginning to want this more and more, as you forced him to endure what he would normally do. You had gotten bored of this, and moved the mare to the side, undoing the strap around her, and turning it the other way, forcing it into her anus instead, and latching it onto her backwards, leaving the plastic stallion-hood still inside of her twitching bowels.

You move to the stallion, watching you fearfully as you plant your front hooves on the top of his rump, looking down at his face as he looked up at you. You had thought twice about this, and you were slightly sickened about the thought of it at first. But you pushed violently into the other stallions anus, reaching deep into his bowel system. He screamed a little, and moaned when you stopped, and moaned again when you started pulling out.

You were thrusting in and out of another stallion. The thought disturbed you, but you quite enjoyed the tightness of his anus. It was tighter than the mare's. You had quickly reached another pinnacle of pleasure shooting through you, as you sprayed your liquids into his anus. You pulled out, and made sure to quickly turn him your way, and jam your spurting length into his mouth, the last few small spurts of semen landing in his mouth. You were both disgusted, especially the stallion receiving, as you kept it in there for long enough for him to manage to swallow.

You pulled out, noticing the sickened look on the stallions face. You slightly felt the same way, as you quickly walked over to the table, and picked up a small knife, expertly throwing it towards the stallion, impaling his side with the knife on impact. You grabbed the blade with your mouth, and yanked it away from his skin, slightly cutting the wound wider. The hole you created in his side sent a sharp pain through his mind, and he screamed slightly as you pulled the blade out of his skin.

You decide to quickly cut his side again, causing a massive torrent of pain to surge throughout his entire body. His eyes slam closed, his head jerks up as much as it can with the restriction on his neck. You then decide to look at the mare beside you, and you throw the blade into her stomach. The pain of the sudden stab made her squeal in pain, her eyes bulging when the thrust of her movement made the object inside of her move around.

You turn your head to the entrance of the basement after you hear the creak of the trapdoor opening. You had forgotten to lock it, as the curiosity of a rainbow maned, cyan mare had gotten the best of her when flying past the back of the house. She thought she heard screams, so she figured it couldn't hurt much to investigate. As you hid the victims in the darkness, you ordered them to be quiet while you silently waited next to the stairs.

She asked if anyone was down there, and you remained silent. However, the victims of your torture hadn't. You turn your head to them, rage burning in your eyes, and you would have ran to them if it wasn't for the rush of a certain cyan Pegasus bolting down the stairs. She quickly headed to them, not giving a second thought about anything else as she rushed past you, hidden in the shadows. You make your way over to her quickly, with the wide and flat tool attached to your hoof. You slam it on her rump first, enticing a scream of shock and pain from her.

She turns just in time to dodge the blow to her head, making sure to kick you in the chest with her back hoof after she saw you. You get the breath knocked out of you as you stumble backwards, eyes closed. You open them in time to have her hoof connect with your face, nearly knocking you to the ground. You stumble backwards, and with a spin, you swing your tool-attached hoof in her direction, hitting the side of her head with great force. She releases a slight grunt as she was automatically knocked unconscious, slamming into the ground soon after.

You look at the defeated mare, and decide to move the tools from one table, and pile them all onto the same table, some falling to the floor. You use the now cleared table to latch her hooves down, immobilizing any movement when she woke up. Not wanting her to relax for long, you smack her flank hard with the flat tool, causing her to jump and scream in fear and pain. She tried to launch towards you, but she instead only jerked on the restraints, causing her head to fly backwards and slam onto the table she was attached to. She was defeated and immobilized now, her wings stretched out by two separate heavy objects, forcing them into position and immobilizing them as well.

She was fully revealed to you, as she had not cared to move her tail up to cover herself, and you surprisingly started stiffening again as you thought what you could to with her. You decided that her punishment would be the only punishment going on for a while. You both heard screams coming from the darkness of the room, and Dash was quick to try to respond. You simply heard them talking, but you didn't care about the words.

You walked back to the entrance of the basement and closed the trapdoor, making sure to lock it this time. You gave a few solid pushes and tugs on the trapdoor, making sure it was locked. You then began to walk back to your victims so far, and show them to the new mare.

You dragged the mare into the lightened part of the room, her entire body showing to Dash as she looked in fear and shock. You decided it would be good to first take off the attire from the stallion, and then show him to dash after switching him back around to the normal position. The device now releasing his neck, he was able to relax back onto the table. Dash could only listen to what you were doing, as it was too dark for her to see that part of the room.

As you finished taking it off of him, you throw it in the corner of the room, not allowing Dash to see what it was. She had managed to come in at such a bad time, with you experimenting with another stallion. You unlocked one of his front hooves, and he tried to free his other hoof on his own. He failed, not knowing how to do it, and not being able to use both of his hooves. He fell flat again, allowing you full access to his body as you tied him back down in the normal position. You pushed his table into view now as well, and Dash could only imagine what he had gone through.

The bruises and cuts all along his body were in plain sight. The massive one disabling one of his front hooves because of the massive cut throughout the bone. The mere sight of it drew a gag out of Dash, as she was forced to witness you punching the wound on his leg, making him jump and yelp in pain, his eyes shooting open and his pupils shrinking. You were happy with what you had done to him now, and he could die any second. You've caused him enough pain and suffering, but however long he wanted to last was perfectly fine with you.

You slowly walked to the table of tools, pulling out the one from the pile that you wanted to use on Dash. You happily trotted to her, and noticed she was looking at you in fear, trying to move her wings and legs. Trying to squirm away from the tool you held in your mouth, along with the tool attached to your hoof still. You slap the side of her chest with the one attached to your hoof, causing her lungs to empty forcefully, as you used her open mouth to your advantage, lodging the tool into the back of her throat. She gagged when you did it, and tried to breathe through her mouth so she could regain her bearings faster. The air in her system had been forced out, and you blocked the passage way with your tool.

She was unable to breathe for a moment, looking around chest rising and falling spontaneously, trying to suck in as much air as possible. You simply stand there, and after a moment of doing nothing, you slap the other side of her flank with the tool hard, automatically bruising her flank. Her eyes bulged in pain, as her heart was beating faster than ever, unable to breathe. She stayed like that for only a moment longer, as her eyes started to fall flat.

You quickly and forcefully pulled the tool out of her mouth, allowing her to gasp in a breath of air. She was breathing extremely quickly, blood rushing to her head, trying to regain focus, but everything was blurred and muffled to her. She couldn't hear what you said to her, as you stepped away, putting the tool you used away. You walked back to the helpless cyan mare, her breathing quick and her flank bruising. You focused on her mare-hood as you began to get stiff again, despite all that you've done today. You surprised yourself with your stamina.

You hopped back onto the table, looming over her, her eyes trying to find exactly where you were as her vision was still blurred from the act you pulled earlier. She tried to say something, but the words were lost on her tongue, as she only managed to create a whimper. Her eyes were visibly fuzzy as you brought your hoof down on the side of her face, striking her and making her head bolt to the side. She screamed in agony as you repeated the process on the other side, after her face bounced back up from the table.

Blood made it's way out of her mouth, and she simply laid there, her head hanging to the side as you watched her bleed. Her eyes were closed in pain and defeat, but they soon shot open as she felt your member rubbing her sweetly wet mare-hood. She demanded that you stopped, so you instead went against what she demanded, and forced yourself into her twitching, wet and tight mare-hood, spreading her lips with your tip. Her head flew backwards, her eyes closed once more as you agonizingly slowly pushed yourself into her body.

She moaned in pleasure at first, and tried to squirm away from the sensation filling her. She was unable to as you felt something slightly blocking the way inside of her, but that quickly broke away, as her eyes shot open in pain. You pulled back out of her, and noticed the blood slowly making it's way out of her already moist lips.

She gasped repeatedly in pain as she felt the blood slowly slipping out of her. She begged you to stop what you were doing. She begged you to stop the pain. It felt so good to hear Rainbow Dash begging for release. Making sure she got what she begged for, you hopped off of the table, and tried something different to occupy her. You moved to the mare across the room, and slid her table over. You proceeded to attach it to a mechanism on the ceiling, her head up. You slid her across the ceiling, positioned her above the cyan mare, and removed the plastic object from her anus.

Dash looked in shock, as she was unable to do anything, still breathing heavily and returning from her near death experience. You tossed the object to the side, discarding it from any more use. The mare above seemed to disagree with your actions. She still wanted more of her 'punishment'. Punishment would follow her disagreement. You used the tool on your hoof to slap her stomach, causing her to spasm and yell in pain.

You lowered the table she was on so that she was only inches from the fearful cyan mare's face laying helplessly on the table. You lower the mare above her so that their faces were maybe an inch apart. You told the mare on top to start the action, and she happily and silently complied, kissing the mare below her.

The mare on top seemed to enjoy what she had to do, but the cyan mare below her decided differently. She tried to jerk her head away when she received the first kiss. She was so helpless to what was going on, you laughed at her attempt at freedom from the gift given to her. You used a curved tool, fit for holding around the head, and attached it to the rainbow maned mare, trying to escape the lingering lips on hers. Her head was now locked in place, and you used your hoof to nudge between her teeth and lips that were trying to clench together.

You open her mouth so the mare above her can reach the other tongue with her own. At that point, Dash seemed to accept what she was put through, accepting and returning the kiss. You watched in enjoyment and looked towards the stallion that had been ignored this entire time across the room. You walk to him, grab the string that was looped around the insides of his thickness that was once again stiff after seeing what you had done. You yanked slightly on the string, causing the feeling of pain to return.

"GYAAH!" He quickly yelled in pain as you tugged hard, slicing three cuts on the inside of his stallion-hood, and soon after, you pulled up your hoof. You lightly tapped one of the fairly large round objects hanging from his body, and his eyes shot open in fear. Upon looking down, you slowly applied pressure to the ball with the flat tool, grinning wickedly. He screamed for you to stop, his breath quickening. Your push on his testicle was slowly increasing in strength, and he tried to squirm away from the feeling. Knowing that wouldn't work, he started to feel pain beyond all belief as you slammed down suddenly, crushing the testicle. He yelled in pain at a hilariously high pitch, and you fell back laughing.

He disagreed with you, as he was squirming in pain, trying to cover his broken and flattened testicle with his back legs. His breathing was quick and he was moaning in pain after every gasp for air. You got up and softly tapped the broken, bruised and busted testicle with your hoof, sending another shock of pain through his mind. The blood from his bleeding member had managed to slide all the way down by now. His face was distorted in pain, cringing at the feeling of what you had just done. His teeth were clamped together to try to rid his mind of as much pain as possible, looking at you with shrunken pupils, shaking in pain and fear.

Wanting him to suffer greater from the pain, you push your hoof harder onto his broken and busted testicle, forcing a scream of pain out of him again. His stomach had pressed down on itself, tightening and tensing his entire body from the pain. You turned away, unhappy with his pain and walked to the table of tools. You undid the flat tool from your hoof to replace it with a small blade. You turn back to him, and noticed that he was now intently focusing on what you put on your hoof this time. He kept his stare in contact with you, trying but failing to hold back tears.

You bring the blade to his protective bubble around his testicles, and place the tip of the blade next to the orb you had crushed. He begged you to stop, and he knew what would happen afterwards, as only a few words escaped. He held back his words, and you looked back to the two mares that were now completely focused on the stallion and you. You grinned wickedly and told them to watch what you were going to do.

They complied, simply nodding in agreement. You turned to the stallion, a wicked smile on your face as you slowly dragged the blade closer to his scrotum. The outer skin cut easily, as you slowly sawed his broken testicle into view. You had held it still with one hoof, and moved the blade before it hit the line of his testicle, and cut a slit below the broken object. It's pieces fell out, drawing blood and other strange liquids following it. You continued the cut, severing the line connecting the testicle to the body and cut a curved line. The slab of skin fell to the floor, blood and other strange liquids following it as well. The pain had been unimaginable for the stallion, as he screamed the entire time, blood rushing to his tensed face. Blood was quickly racing throughout his entire body quickly as his breathing was quick.

You picked up the slab of flesh, leaned him closer, and shoved it into his mouth. You forced his lips closed with another tool you had next to you, forcing him to chew and swallow a part of his own scrotum, patches of raw testicle still sticking to it. You let his lips part in time for him to vomit on the floor beside you. You had dodged his aim on you, and he was disappointed with it. He finished, liquids dripping from his mouth.

You turn to see the sickened look on the mares faces as they were subject to witnessing such an act. You turned back, disappointed at the stallion for not being able to keep himself together. You then suppose a nice quick jab with your hoof onto his stomach will suffice. You prop yourself onto the table, readying yourself for the act, when the stallion spits on your face. You stayed there, silent and motionless for a moment.

'Did he really just do that?' You ask yourself. "You were going to get less of a punishment for just vomiting, but now that you spit on my face..." You told him. You hop off the table, and grab the familiar wide, flat tool that you've used so much before. You move back to him, go to his side, and bring the tool swiftly to his stomach, making a loud smacking sound. He shouts in pain, as you slowly move back. "One." You count, looking at the stallions face.

You slap the tool against his stomach again, more force than last time, forcing a quick yelp, yet also causing him to cough up blood. "Two." You count again. You smile wickedly and suggest something. "How about we go for a third one for fun?" Without waiting for a response, you slam down the tool again, and it landed higher than usual. It slapped against his skin, but also broke his lower rib bones. He screamed in a new kind of agony, an agony on the inside rather than outside. You smile at his helplessness, and you realize that with the last hit, he had just passed out.

You figure it was time enough that he passed out, and he deserved sleeping for a while because of all he's been through. Besides, you have more work to do. You turned to the two mares that were watching you fearfully. The one on top was smiling at you though, awaiting her 'punishment'.

You separated the two of them and set the mare wanting more to the side, while focusing on the rainbow maned one. She looks at you fearfully as well as she can, her head still locked in place. You decide it would help to leave it there for a while, and to also leave her laying on her back. You softly use the wide and flat tool you knew so well, and set it flat on the mares stomach. She flinches and tries to see what your trying to do as she feels the cold steel of the tool. Her stomach converges, flexing her muscles and trying to break away from the ice-cold steel touching her skin.

You raise your hoof, and she braces for impact. You see what she did, so you decide to wait, and do something you haven't done yet. When she opens her eyes and relaxes a little after you use one hoof to stroke her mane, you slam down your other hoof sideways. Instead of it hitting wide and flat, it was just one small sliver hitting her stomach. She coughed up more blood after screaming in agony, everything locked in place by restraints. After she was done coughing, she looks at you and begs for release. You set her upwards, causing the sudden movement to make her stress her entire body and shut her eyes forcefully. Once she's in position, you begin.

You looked up at her face, blood still slowly sliding down her chin, her hair is like string, and her neck is tensed. You softly ask her if she's ready for her next punishment. "What?" She replied. You looked at her when she said that, and her eyes were staring directly at you, blood causing a streak down her chin and neck more when she spat out the word. She stared at you with a cold look in her soft, watery eyes. Her hair was still in a mess. It wasn't jumbled into a massive mop, but it rather flowed everywhere on the table, making such a nice rainbow, despite the situation. The colors in them had darkened, so instead of them being bright, vibrant colors, they were a many shades of grey.

The colors in her eyes fading into one another. She looks as if she was dying for sweet release, yet she wouldn't go out without killing you first. Unfortunately for her, she couldn't do anything to kill you, because she is tied down and restricted of all movement. You smile, walk over to the table, and grab a small blade. It's sharpness provided much use, as her skin was easy to slip apart, as you felt nearly no resistance. She yelped in agony as you were cutting her leg. Blood was slowly oozing from the wound as much as it could.

The leg being in the air for a few minutes now, had lost most of it's functions, so she could only twitch as you cut. As the blood tried to forcefully return, you lock your lips with the screaming mare. Her scream softens as your lips reach around hers softly, your tongue mixing in her mouth. She returns the kiss, surprisingly, and begins contact willingly with her tongue on yours. You started to grow stiff again, as you remembered what you had done before all of this.

You would never forget that amazing, beautiful mare that helped you when no one else did. You would rid the world of everyone that hurt either of you, so you would both live peacefully. You snapped your attention back to the mare you were currently kissing, and you broke away. Her breathing quickened because of the wound, but partly because of the kiss. You set her so she was facing the ceiling, and you hopped on top of the table. As you were beginning the round with the rainbow maned mare, the mare behind you was shouting for you to do something with her.

You ignored her. She's had her fun, she can relax now. Besides, allowing her what she wanted now would be more of a gift, rather than a punishment. You quickly start rubbing your length across the lips of the mare-hood of the mare you were standing over. Her eyes were attached to yours, staring into them with proper color returning. She felt the rubbing sensation, and slightly closed her eyes.

Now she wanted you inside of her. She wanted this, now that she's accepted that she is going to spend her final hours here. You push inside of her, and her eyes slam closed because of the pain, but she starts moaning in pleasure. You kept sliding inside of her further and further, inch by inch, painfully slowly for her.

You didn't stop until near the end, where you waited a moment, then slammed down, forcing the rest of your length inside. She yelped uncontrollably in pain as you made the final push. After taking so long with the insertion, you look back at the mare trying to do something to occupy her.

You turn your head to the other side and see the dark and disgusting image of the stallion. Cut, broken and defeated, laying helplessly on a table, his innards still slowly spilling out of him. The cut on his leg had worsened since you last payed any attention to it. It was horribly swollen beyond any repair, and would more than likely have to be cut off if he escaped. But you all knew that escape was impossible.

You turn back to the helpless mare below you, your entire length still inside her, and you begin to pull out. Her face was distorting in pleasure, and you couldn't help but lean in and kiss her again. The sweet, soft lips reminded you of Fluttershy again, as you tried to rid the world of everyone that hurt either of you. Starting with them.

Your tip is the only thing remaining, and you thrust yourself forward swiftly, with no warning. She yelps in pleasure, the muscles on her hips tensing, thrusting her hips slightly up and arching her back. The sudden wave of emotions flooding her brain had caused her body to go into overdrive. She was struggling to move, her entire body trying to twitch away, her eyes flying in every direction swiftly.

Her head was locked in position so she was locked looking you in the face. You were still thrusting in and out of her mare-hood, and she had noticed that she lost control. The force of her orgasm made all of her muscles stress, including the insides of her that were now trying to suffocate your member. Her sweet liquids sprayed all over your hips, splashing against the table shortly after.

You had reached the pinnacle of pleasure you knew so well, and decided to slow down, delaying it. The pleasure died down in your system slowly, as you tried to hold back your release. Your plan hadn't worked as well as you wanted, as your hips were uncontrollably shifting back and forth. You decided that you had been experiencing enough, so you thrust your hips forward and backward again. You released inside of her, spraying more than ever inside of her womb, and all over her insides as she was screaming in pleasure.

You were so lost in the amazing, pure pleasure that you had never reached before that you tumbled onto the mare. The feeling nearly overwhelmed your senses, as you couldn't control where you landed. The mare below you coughed and wheezed as your entire body landed on hers.

You laid there motionless for a few moments before finding your bearings again, and popping yourself out of her, enticing a gasp. The monster you pulled out was quickly followed by a surge of other liquids. You slowly and clumsily walked over to the table of tools again, and found the blade you were looking for. You walked back to the cyan mare, still breathing heavily, trying to regain control after her burst of fun.

You touch the blade to the base of her hoof, making her leg twitch. You undid the bind forcing her head in position, and you told her to look at you. She obeyed, only because she was curious to what you were going to do to her next. She saw the blade touching her skin, and her eyes widened in horror.

"Sor-"

"DON'T USE THAT NAME!" You interrupted, shouting at her and pushing the blade into her leg quickly. The blade was longer than the normal one, so it cut into the bone with the force. She screamed in pain, bolting her head away, trying to move her leg. "You will address me as Thus." You demanded. She quickly complied, not wanting any more pain to surge through her.

"Thus, you can't do this! WHY are you doing this? Why are you doing this to me..." She broke off in the end as she started to cry, her eyes closed, trying to block out the tears. Failing to hold back the tears because of confusion and pain, feelings mixing in her brain still. You pulled the blade out of her leg swiftly and painfully, and only then you started to answer her questions.

"I CAN do this. Matter of fact I'm doing it RIGHT NOW!" You said, slamming down your hoof on her stomach. Her eyes shot open in shock and pain when your hoof came in contact with her skin. "And I'm doing this to teach you NOT to abandon me in a moment of need!" You shouted, slamming your hoof into the side of her ribcage. She couldn't stand the pain anymore, as she coughed up blood, and blacked out.

You go down and bite on her flank where her cutie mark is, causing her to twitch in pain, but not wake up. You figure that's enough for her for now, and you would get back to her when she woke up. You turned, blade in mouth, to the mare that was behind you, watching everything you did intently. "How about you next?"

She was unsure, watching you walk over with a wicked grin on your face with the blade in your mouth, your eyes nearly glowing in excitement and malice. She nodded after a moment of thought, not wanting to disobey you in fear that you might do worse things to her.

Death Comes to Those Who Wait: Freedom Comes to Those Who Wait Longer

Her eyes wander across the room, looking at the rainbow maned mare, then at her stallion. She looked visibly disturbed and disgusted as she saw what you had done to his body. His leg was still slowly bleeding, his scrotum was still open from the cut, and his sides were covered with cuts and bruises.

She slowly looks back at you, as you were enjoying the disgusted look she had on her face. You take note of the wound in her stomach, and use your hoof to strike it. She grunts in pain, tensing her entire body and clenching her teeth harder upon impact, her eyes widening in the sudden pain, then slamming closed with denial.

She had begun crying because she knew what time it was for her. She's had plenty of fun, so her torture would be plentiful. You decide to use the small knife you have in your teeth first, making small cuts. The first cut was easy, as the position you chose to cut was a fairly soft and sensitive part of skin.

The blade softly touched the base of her ear, as you slowly dragged it loosely down her entire ear. You start at the base again, adding more pressure. She gasps and tries to jerk away from the slice of the blade on one of her most sensitive areas of flesh. As you're cutting her ear, you have a clear view of her face, as you see her start to cry from the pain again. You smile and cut faster, tugging the blade down with force, cutting the entire length of her ear in one movement.

She yelped in pain, slamming her eyes closed and gritting her teeth together tightly. She was unable to shed any more tears, as she only had the ability to slightly open her eyes. She stared at you with damp eyes, silently begging you to stop. You touch the side of the blade to the cut on her leg.

She shook with the feeling of cold steel on the still open wound, creating another sharp wave of pain surging through her. You could see that she wanted this to stop. The stare you gave back at her was ice cold, a sinister glow in your eyes as you pushed the blade slightly lower into her flesh. She jerked her head up in pain as you slowly cut the hole in her leg wider, seeing more blood pour from the wound, slowly trying to close and heal.

The stab in the flesh was old, so that gave it time to properly heal just a slight amount. The feeling of cold steel was swiftly replaced by the pain of the wound stretching. Besides, the warmth of the blood coating the blade made the blade more comfortable. You begin to grin wickedly as an idea works its way into your thoughts.

You push the blade down her leg. Because it was sideways and not cutting into the bone, the blade slid under her flesh. She shivered yet again at the sensation of the blade working its way through her leg, yet not cutting it. You leave the blade where it is, as you have another blade to grab from the table of tools.

You grab a hatchet, the wide, wooden handle was easy to attach to your hoof. However, you had planned for this to be used for something other than just cutting. You decide that it would be rude to keep the mare waiting, so you proceed with your plan quickly.

Her eyes had been locked onto your movements, not wanting to disobey the rules. Frankly, you didn't care about the rules right now. You looked into her eyes, and she did the same to you. You detached the hatchet from your hoof, letting it fall to the floor. You proceed to pick it up by the blade, moving the wooden handle to where it looked like it was practically pointing at the mare.

You place the tip of the wooden handle upon her stomach, making her slightly jump at the feeling. You had touched the spot you had stabbed. You grinned as you started to get the greatest idea you've had all day. You align the wooden handle to where it was touching the mare's sensitive spot of flesh.

She gasped in relief, hoping that her round of torture was over. How wrong she could be. You push the handle into her damp, twitching mare-hood. She moaned in what you thought could only be pleasure. You push in the handle all the way suddenly and swiftly, causing her to jump and yelp in ecstasy.

"Let's change things... You might not like it." You say sinisterly, turning your tone of voice cruel at the end, giving her a frightening glare. You put a hoof on the top of the hatchet, as you move your mouth away. You move into position and use both of your hooves to push with greater force.

She feels the base of the cold steel press against her moist lips, causing her entire body to shake. It takes quite a large amount of force to get the hatchet to move further, but you know the moment it moves. It suddenly becomes much easier to push into her, as it was slicing the upper crotch of the mare. She yelled and screamed in pain and defiance, jolting her head side to side, her eyes widened with pain and fear. She was gasping repeatedly as she felt the wooden hilt of the hatchet sliding deeper, creating the feeling of pleasure. She then screamed in pain repeatedly as she felt the hatchet blade slice apart her crotch. She looked down to see the surge of blood escaping, the pain making her nearly faint. She has such a nice looking face when she's in pain.

You glare at her, grimacing and repeatedly gasping in pain. Her eyes had begun to gather enough wetness to shed another tear. You admired her pained expression, as you began to push once more on the blade. It sliced further towards the center of her being, the blood pouring out had begun to make a pool on the floor.

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"Where could Rainbow Dash have gone to now?" Twilight asked the rest of the Elements.

They had all planned to gather at Sugar Cube Corner to have a small meeting, and they had been waiting for longer than usual.

They were all gathered around a table big enough to fit six, so one spot was left open. They had all been waiting for nearly twenty minutes longer than usual.

"I say we go out to look for her." Rarity stated, trying to reassure the rest of them that she's somewhere in the town at least. "Besides, we can't just give up this meeting. Even if she did skip it on purpose, we need to find out where she is. Don't we?" She looked around the table at the other five staring at her with lightened faces.

"Well," Applejack started. "Ah suppose we can't just sit around here all day. Let's go around town and see if anyone's seen her lately." The rest of the group nodded in agreement, and they set off.

After only mere minutes of searching, Applejack heard news from a stallion that lived next to the house where everything had happened. She gathered all of the others after hearing what he had to say.

"He said that Dash had flown behind this house, went inside 'cause she heard somethin' strange, then just disappeared." Applejack said.

Twilight let out a slight sigh.

"At least we have one good place to look at." She admitted, walking inside the house. Pinkie had begun searching the entire house automatically. She had ended up walking upstairs into the stallion's room. There, she had noticed the clear marks of resistance to a physical assault.

She informed Twilight first, telling her to come up there with her. They all see the broken door, the force of the break causing the objects trying to block the door to fly everywhere in the room. Twilight ordered the others to check the rest of the house, and they find the basement door. They hear a loud scream coming from under the door, and try to open it.

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As the cut began to border on too much pain, she blacked out and began to bleed to death. You heard the basement door practically explode, mainly because it actually did.

You saw a familiar purple unicorn appear at the bottom of the stairs. As soon as the mare steps into your view, your mind shatters. Your vision blurs, you fall to the ground and you start holding your hooves to your head. They see all that you've done. However, the main pony their looking for is Rainbow Dash, and they see her laying unconscious. Applejack and Fluttershy rush to help the cyan Pegasus free.

Twilight is still motionless at the bottom of the stairs, staring at the stallion she knew so well. She whispered your name, but you couldn't hear what she said after that. You suddenly rush to your feet, shouting. "NOT TWILIGHT! YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO HER OR ANY MORE OF THE OTHERS!"

You rush over to the table of tools and you grab a blade, attaching it to your hoof. You turn to the others that were trying to tackle you, but you point the blade in their direction, causing them to stumble to a halt. Twilight is still motionless at the stairs. She's simply staring at you, unable to move. Unable to speak. She had witnessed what you had done to the other ponies, especially the mare that was now dead.

The stallion wouldn't be able to move on after this incident, because of the damage to his mid-section, his leg and his stallion-hood. The only one that was truly alive throughout all of this was Rainbow Dash. She only had a few cuts and bruises, but her memory was forever scarred because of what you did.

You detach the blade from your hoof, and you toss one blade to each of the five mares facing you.

"Please... I deserve to die after what I've done." You beg them, as you have difficulty standing because of the pain and the tears that were flowing from your eyes. "Thus is a part of me that... as you can see... enjoys the pain of others." You had admitted. Besides, all that was left from this experience for you was a lifetime of being locked in a padded cell. You shook your head fiercely, shouting at all the mares.

"KILL ME ALREADY! At least... make me suffer.." You finish quietly. You feel what you never expected. You felt the warmth of Twilight's hooves wrapping around your neck.

"Trust me.." She begins, whispering in your ear. "You'll pay for what you've done... Sorin."

Your vision blurs again, and the next feeling you experience is falling to the floor, landing with a thud on your side, and falling unconscious. Your mind would be forever haunted by your actions here, as you wake up in a dark room. You don't know how long you'll be here. You also have no idea if you're alive or not, but you know one thing. This is what you'll live with for the rest of eternity. Forced to witness your actions repeatedly.

You don't know or really care how many times you've seen what you had done... You also don't know how many years have passed... In the darkness, all you can see is yourself, and your previous memories, thus your torture had begun.

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Hey, you just finished the story. Sorry for the short chapter, but an ending is an ending.

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