“What’s wrong Kitten?” A hoof ran over my head softly. “You don’t seem very happy with the party.” My body laid on a golden silk pillow next to Kinglin, a golden coat unicorn. To him I was not a pony, but an item to use and enjoy. On some level the fact my coat matched his only made me stand out that much more to him.
“It’s nothing—Daddy.” A name he had made call him, he seemed content of having me call him that.
His golden throne held him high above the ballroom. A few hundred ponies were scattered around. Some dancing, others eating, and even still more talking as an orchestra played music.
“Don’t be like that.” Kinglin’s hoof rubbed under my chin making me look up at his green eyes. “How about after this, we go back to my room and I’ll make you feel good. Cheer up at least a little.”
My body shivered. “Yes Master,” I whispered. Making the best fake smile I could, he smiled. Parties like this weren’t exactly my style.
The party went on for a while, he soon gave a speech and left taking me with him to his bedroom. This palace was a bit common for me to be as of late. Kinglin had found pleasure in using me, of all the Rose Ring members he took a key interest in me.
My body bounced as he tossed me on his massive bed, it was covered in silk and other fine cloth. Moving to my back I pushed up so I was sitting as I slid back against really soft feather pillows. It almost felt like they were made of air as my hooves slid against the fine fabric.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said, smiling as the doors to his room closed. The bedroom was brightly lit, white walls covered in artwork. It was filled with plenty of things, from dressers to a desk, bookshelf and other things. The room was clearly fit for a king which Kinglin was. He ruled a small country which has massive gold mines.
“Thank you,” I said without a second of hesitation.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, once again as he got onto the bed coming over to me. A bit of anticipation hit me. Even though I never had a choice in the matter, I had somehow made the rape feel good. When I was brought to the Rose Ring, I was probably a month or two short of being a new born. That hardly mattered. This is all I know or will ever know, so long as I’m owned by the Rose Ring.
“Nothing Daddy.”
“You don’t seem happy.” Concern was plastered on his face. Kinglin wasn’t a bad stallion, he enjoyed fillies a lot, but he rarely beat them. “Tell me.” His voice had a degree of sadness to it.
“I’m just not feeling too well, it’s nothing that’s serious.” Serious, to Rose Ring members, my health doesn’t matter, they don’t care if I die. Or for the fact that I had been coughing up blood each time I go into a coughing fit.
“What’s wrong?” He felt my head.
“Nothing daddy, I’m just a little nervous is all. Please, don’t let me ruin your fun when we’re about to enjoy each other.”
“Tell me,” he growled, I flinched lightly expecting to be hit.
“I was just, bleeding a bit after a member used me. I just am in a bit of pain is all. Nothing serious.”
“How long ago? I’ve given exact commands, that you are not to be touched. Whom touched you against my command?”
So that’s why no pony had touched me in a week. Oh crap, if that was true, then if I hadn’t healed in a week’s time, that would be serious. “A guard, I don’t know who it was, I was blindfolded at the time.”
“Guard!” A guard in golden armor came in. “Find the guard from the Rose Ring that touched my item within my order time frame and see to it that they are beheaded. Go quickly, I want a report by the end of the night.”
“Yes sir.” The guard left.
“Now then, do you think you’re up for tonight?”
A bit of a bad feeling went through me. Somepony was going to get beheaded tonight because of me. “I’m always up to doing anything you ask. Please don’t let me get in your way, I’m not that—”
Kinglin’s hoof went to my mouth. “You’re very important to me, I’ve actually been debating on keeping you.”
Fear made my hair stand on edge. “K-keep me?” By how much blood I would lose each time I had a fit, I knew my wound was getting worse and worse. Telling them about it would mean death, the only thing they hate more than a sick filly, is a dying one.
“Yes, what would you think of that?” Everything went into a whirl. His hooves went down to my sides as he kissed my chest. “To no longer live in the catacombs, you’d live with me and have everything you’d need.”
In this situation, saying yes would normally be wise, but when he got mad, and I mean really mad. The things he would do or could do were extremely painful. They scared me some nights knowing he might do it to me. However, saying yes knowing I’m going to die, even if I hated him or any number of things would be cruel. I couldn’t imagine doing anything that mean to him.
“I would love that, but I don’t want to leave the catacombs. I couldn’t imagine life outside of them.”
His expression change to rage, but then changed to confusion. “But, you’d be able to leave, only I would touch you, love you and, and, and. But why? I wouldn’t hurt you, you’d never go hungry, and nothing bad would ever happen to you again. You’d bare my foals, even if you couldn’t give birth, you’d still be next to me as my lovely toy. Your life would be great and peaceful and filled with kindness.”
Tears went down my face, that sounded really good. The worst part of this is that I know he means every word. “You could take me if you like, but I don’t think it would be good for you to take me.”
“What do you mean by that?” he asked, his voice a shade darker. “Are you threatening me after I’m offering you more than you could ever hope to get again? What game are you playing?!”
What excuse in this situation could I say, what could I even think of? Nothing in this world can save me. If he knew I was damaged like I was, his love would dry up in an instance and he’d slit my throat.
“Because everything I am for you is an act.” I had to wipe the tears from my eyes to see him as his expression went to defeat as he stared at me. “I can’t love you back, because nothing I do is real. All the time we spend together is to make you feel good, not to make me become yours because of it.”
Kinglin sighed and sat back looking at the bed. “Why are you telling me this? I know that, but you don’t need to accept it.”
“Because I’m a whore, that’s all I’m ever worth.”
His eyes flashed as if understanding something. “Perhaps I over estimated the value of your soul. I thought it was stronger than that. This will be our last night together, I will be finding another who is stronger than you.”
“Thank you, daddy, you’re truly a kind daddy. I’m so happy that’s the case. Please, I’m ready for you.”
Concern hit him as he looked down for a second, but then moved forward going inside me without hesitation. I let out a small thrilled moan as he started to go in and out of me over and over again, getting lost in the melody of pleasure.
His finish came rather quickly, almost too fast for my tastes. I buried my snout into his warm welcoming chest and took in his sweet scent, letting it wash into my lungs, warming me and making me feel safe. He moved my head up and kissed me. My heart raced and I kiss him back happily.
Breathing a bit rough, I smiled. “Again daddy,” I begged. “Use me again, I love the way you feel inside me.”
Like that he started again not needing more reason to and I moaned breathing rougher than before as it felt my throat closing. That just meant I was going to have a small fit soon, probably in twenty minutes, but that didn’t matter now. What mattered was pleasing daddy to make him happy.
Oh the rush of my insides gripping to his long hard member easily sent me over the edge as I was probably enjoying him more than he was me at the moment. It was almost magical at this point. Him pulling out of me was like a plug getting pulled, seed leaked out of me onto the sheets. Just that feeling of being full was like nothing else, it warmed me and kept me smiling very wide.
“Are you sure? You seem so happy when I do this.”
“I’m sure daddy, I don’t want to deprive you from a filly which will love you for as long as you’re alive.”
“But, do you need to love me? Even if we only make each other feel good, does love have to matter?”
“You want love when raising foals, and I can’t give that.”
Weight of probably more than I could understand was in his breath as he sighed, rubbing my hair lightly. “If that’s what you really think, then fine. I’ll return you to the catacombs once you clean me off.”
Moving forward I started to lick his member as it leaked his seed. His member pulsed as my tongue wrapped around his tip and licked the seed clean swallowing it. Once he was clean, he was hard again, and I started to suck him, deep throating it easily and breathing through my nose as his shaft went deep.
Kinglin’s moan made me smile as I got him to finish in a lightly hurried fashion. My fit was coming soon, I could feel the tickle in my lungs. Then again, I always had time for that warm sticky liquid going down my throat.
Limpness, at this point it was clear to see that he didn’t have another shot in him, which some part of me was happy about, but another part wanted another go to feel good. It was just good feeling him.
“Is there anything else you desire daddy?”
“You know I’ll be visiting you plenty later, even if you don’t want this. You’re still my favorite filly there.”
Not wanting doesn’t have anything to do with why I’m refusing, I wish ssssooo bad that I could say that. It burned my heart knowing I was causing him even a small bit of sadness. “That means a lot, thank you.”
Kinglin wiped me clean with a rag and then cleaned my insides a bit so I wouldn’t leak on the way out. “Guard!” A guard entered. “Take the filly back to the portal please.” The guard nodded and I left went him, stopping by the door.
“I’ll see you later daddy, have a good day.” He frowned as I left. The guard and I walked down a well decorated hallway to a black door that he opened showing a portal. Going through was like getting washed.
When I opened my eyes, I sighed a bit seeing the catacombs. They spread out for some ways with three stories. Each of us had our own room. It had no door, and magic spells made it impossible to jump to our deaths, there were basically invisible nets that would slowly descend us to the floor. It was more useful than stairs.
Stone walls with bubble like rooms were to my right and left as I started walking. There were at least a few hundred fillies and colts here from all over the world. There was almost a new addition every week. Of course, that also was because almost every week at least one or two fillies or colts became too old and were sold to whore houses across the world. That was of course if the members didn’t want to kill us first. About one in three died before they were sold into whore houses.
Going upstairs to the third floor I went to my bubble room. Nice flat ground greeted me along with a bed, sink and toilet. All three of which were completely padded, trying to kill yourself using these were nearly pointless. The toilets had little water in them and the sinks contained the water so once you leave, your hooves are dry. The ponies running this try very hard to prevent suicide here.
Going over to the bed I laid down. My fit would happen in a few minutes, of course throwing up for one reason or another wasn’t uncommon. So far, nopony had discovered my blood-soaked fits.
“Kitten, you’re back.” Turning my head, I looked at Jasmine, a tan earth pony filly with a black face, hooves and snout, unlike me which has a dark golden coat and had a rather long sharp horn.
“Yeah, why where did you think I was going to go?”
“I don’t know, I just thought maybe.” She giggled going over to my bed. “I mean he did ask for papers, and you know what that means.”
Crap, she knew, which mean everypony knew. “You can’t tell anypony.”
“Oh my gosh, he did ask!” She paused. “Wait, but why are you here? If he asked, then why are you here?” Her eyes narrowed.
“I, said no.”
“NO?!”
“Quiet!”
“What do you mean you said no, he’s a wealthy king, he’s nice to you. He even had the guards leave you alone for so long and no other pony could visit you. He pet you, called you nice names and even gave you good food.”
“Yeah well, I’m not the right pony for him, he deserves better than me. I’m not worth his time, I just wish I had told him sooner. He wasted his time on me, and it makes me feel bad knowing that the right pony will wait that much longer for him to save her. I’ll have to live with that.”
“There is not a pony in here that deserves that kind of life more than you. We all know very well that you’ve risked your life countless times for dozens of the others. You’ve saved lives and done so much.”
A cough rolled out of my throat, I got up quickly running over to the toilet, throwing up quite a bit of blood before coughing and then flushing as she came over before she could notice the blood.
“Are you pregnant?”
“What, no, of course not.”
“Morning sickness, I’d know it anywhere.”
“I’m not pregnant.”
“You stopped using condoms or protection.”
“Well, I probably am at this point, but I’ve only had Kinglin finish in me. So, he would probably be the dad, not that it matters.” Yeah, I didn’t need to use protection. Protection was more of the choice of the pony using us. It was suggested to keep us STD free, which worked almost all the time.
“We should go check.”
“Yeah, no, I’m fine. Actually, can I be left alone for a while. I would rather throw up in peace.”
“Fine.” She rolled her eyes and left me.
Blood passed my lips as I threw up my second lung full becoming a bit dizzy from the feeling of losing so much blood. Using a rag, I wiped my mouth and tossed it under my bed with the dozens of other rags which were soaked in my blood. It had probably been a month or two since I started. With this much loss and this feeling. Yeah, I was bleeding far too much for me not to be close to dying from blood loss.
Flushing, I went over to my bed and laid down. Sleep came rather quickly, only to wake up to a soft shaking. “Kitten, wake up.” Turning over I looked at Jasmine which had a very worried look, then at two guards which were watching closely.
“Oh, crap.” I got up and looked at them. “Sorry, I fell asleep, you need me? What room is the guest in?” They looked at each other for a moment before looking at me. “Is something wrong? Am I in trouble?”
“You wouldn’t wake up,” the first guard said.
“Sorry, I was really tired, you know how it goes.” They frowned. “Or not. What do you want?” I went over to them and smiled, rubbing the guard on the right’s leg. “Or did you need something else?”
“Why didn’t you wake up?” the guard asked sternly, making me freeze and back up nervously.
“Just tired.”
“Ten minutes of her shaking you, us using shock magic wouldn’t even wake you. Why didn’t you wake up?” Simple tiredness wouldn’t work in this case, I was really out cold. “A doctor is on the way.”
“What? Doctor? I don’t need a doctor, I’m perfectly healthy.”
“You’re sick, aren’t you?” the second guard asked.
“Nope, perfectly healthy, just a really heavy sleeper.” The first guard went up to me making me back up into the wall scared. “Really, heavy, um sleeper,” I squeaked, as he was inches from my face.
“The doctor will figure out if you’re lying. Keeping our product healthy is a key part of our business.”
“I’m healthy, I promise. Nothing wrong here, no need to call the doc, he doesn’t have to waste his time on something like me.”
“You look paler than normal, and you’re cold.” His hoof felt my neck. “Very cold actually. You probably have a cold or something, but that wouldn’t make it impossible to wake up even after all that.”
“I’m—”
His hoof smacked me, sending me to the ground. “Shut up you little cunt, if we weren’t under orders not to rape you, we’d make you bleed you little cunt.” I swallowed. “Now get the fuck back up.” Shaking, I stood up, looking down nervously.
“You can leave,” a voice I knew too well rang in my ear. Both guards turned and left the room. I looked at Doc, a white pony with pitch black mane and tail, unicorn of course. He walked over to me.
“Hey doc.”
“Kitten, what happen?”
“Nothing, I just apparently didn’t wake up. I haven’t been sleeping too well, but that’s nothing to worry about.” He put a piece of glass in my mouth and felt my forehead. “I’m in perfect health, I promise.”
“Your body temperature is very low, your eyes aren’t dilating fast enough, you smell like you drank some blood, you’re sleeping too deeply, and what else do you want to tell me that’s wrong?”
“I might be pregnant.”
“You said you weren’t!” Jasmine accused.
“Out, and back to your room,” he said, and she quickly left. “Pregnant, have you not been using protection?”
“No, Kinglin, well, I like it when he doesn’t. It makes him happier. I’ve been not using protection for a few weeks now.”
“A filly your age getting pregnant could be deadly if you gave birth. It would wreck your body, you’d be very tired, easily sick and very hungry. If you got sick, that would explain basically everything.” He opened his bag and pulled out a needle pricking my arm and then dropping the blood into a tube before pouring some liquid into it and spinning it causing the liquid to changed red. “Your test is inconclusive, you’re probably pregnant. At least as far as I can tell.”
He looked at me, and I gave a small shrug, smiling like a dork. “Yeah, I’m probably just pregnant.”
“Two days rest. Rest the best you can, food will be brought to you, but if you aren’t better by then, guests will start coming since Kinglin’s voucher is no longer active. Also, you best not have gotten him sick.”
“Yes sir.” I looked down. “Now get some bed rest.” I nodded getting into bed and closing my eyes.
“Wake up,” a guard ordered, and I sat up, looking at him. “Good, you woke up this time when I asked.” He set a plate of food and a bottle of water down. “I’ll be back to pick those up in a few minutes.”
“Thank you, sir.” He left and I ate, cleaning my plate before going back to sleep. He didn’t wake me up as I slept. Two days passed without any pony noticing, but I certainly didn’t get any better, worse actually. I was having an even harder time breathing now, and the taste of iron wouldn’t go away.
Doc came at the end of the two days. Luckily, I’d had another fit before he came. So, I was at my strongest and best looking. “Your cold isn’t gone and you’re sleeping almost the entire time. Guards haven’t seen you leave to tend to guests like you normally do. Kitten, tell me what’s wrong.”
“I’m fine doc, please~” I begged.
“Fine, you can go back to work, but if you feel seriously ill, you come straight to me that instant, is that clear?”
“I’ll come straight to you sir.”
“Good.” He got up and left making me let out a breath.
Oh, talk about lucky. The doc wasn’t fooled, but at least he didn’t know yet. Jumping onto my bed lightly, I snuggled with my pillow, but remembered that the protection wore off today, which means ponies were allowed to touch me again.
A bell’s echo vibrated throughout the catacomb marking a new day. Or as far as we can tell, it is. Sighing, I sat up. This was my vacation, or rather, that was my time off which happens once every month. It wasn’t uncommon for members to take us home. Which even though they often went to extremes when they chained us up, we just had to normally deal with just one partner at a time.
“Get to the showers!” a voice shouted as one of a dozen guards shouted walking by all of our rooms. Getting up I jogged to the entrance to my bubble, only to be stopped by one of the guards before they passed me.
“Go on ahead, this one’s been treated far too well lately.” Backing up a grey earth pony came into my bubble. I smiled going over to my bed and sitting down, my tail going back and forth. “Excited hmm?”
“Very much master,” I said in a seductive voice, licking my lips. “But only if you’re rough with me.”
“You know I will be.” His grin edged a bit and he climbed onto the bed. “Put on my condom.” My magic lit up a small package on the floor next to my bed, opened it and slid the thin shielding onto him. The guard moved onto my bed, his cock pressed against my entrance making my tail sway back and forth in excitement.
Snap, that was the odd sound which filled the air, I didn’t recognize it or understand it, but then the guard fell onto me. “Guard, what happen?!” I asked when I realized he wasn’t breathing. Pushing him to the side onto his back I looked down at his face realizing that he neck was broken, and he was dead.
“Touching my property,” Kinglin growled, and I turned scared as he walked into my room, going over to my bed. “I thought he’d show himself if I let a bit of time pass. Guard! Get this piece of trash out of my item’s room. NOW!” Two guards ran into the room dragging the other guard away.
“Kinglin, you’re here, I didn’t, um, are you.” I swallowed. “How can I serve you today daddy?”
“By telling me under no threat you want to come back home with me. I don’t believe you want to stay here.”
Lying to members wasn’t my strong suit. I looked away. “I just think you could find a better filly than me.”
“Really? Show me.”
“They’re all off to the showers, but my neighbor Jasmine, she’s perfect for you, she’s all about love. You tell her you love her, she’ll do anything you ask. She loves it when ponies tell her that. She gets all submissive and kind. She’s so cute when that happens. I’ve seen it so many times, but if you don’t like that. Oh, there are quite a few just close by to my room that you’ll love more than—”
His hooves slammed on either side of me as he moved almost too fast for my eyes to follow him as he stood above me on my bed. “I’m started to think you’re trying to pass me off because you’re too kind to take the offer.”
“What?” My ears folded flat. “I’m not kind, I’m cruel, I love seeing you, um.” I looked around for a few second.
“You can’t even lie very well!” I bit my lip. “You do want to come with me and you do love me, I know it.”
“No proof,” I said as the dork I was, an uneven smile was on my face. This was exciting, and at the same time scary.
“No proof? So, you don’t like it when I kiss you.” He kissed me and my heart went wild feeling his lips. When his tongue entered my mouth, it was like our existence was mixing and swaying together. When he pulled back, I wanted so badly to grab him, but I resisted the temptation to do that. “So, no proof?”
“N-n-n-maybe some proof, but that’s not nearly enough!”
“Oh? I’ve been dreaming about you every night. Over the last two days I went around and tried finding a filly like you, but none of them matched, or were even close. You’d think of the hundreds here, I’d find another just like you. Not a single one. I’m taking you no matter what you say.”
“But-but that proof, and I’m a whore, I need to be used ten times a day, at least. Beaten and degraded every hour on the hour. You alone can’t do that. I mean you always call me good-names, pet me and use me gently.” He smirked when I couldn’t stop smiling. “Whoa wait, you, um can’t.”
“Why not? You’re lying to me.”
“I don’t know what you mean, but you can’t. I’m not—good enough for you.” I looked down.
“At what point does that matter to me?”
“I’m broken, I can’t have foals.”
“I like your personality more than foals.”
“I’m suicidal, I’ll kill myself without guards watching me all the time. I’m lazy, and love sleeping around all day. I um, am a brat and will want wayyyy too much. Toys and everything and I’ll never be satisfied, I’ll always beg and annoy you. Like a normal foal, and soon or later I won’t want you to touch me for some reason or another, I’ll want to play games or any number of things. I’m hardly worth your time.”
“Did it ever occur to you that I might want all that?”
“Then I take that all back, and I’ll just be sitting on your bed every day waiting for you to get home, staring at the floor sad and lonely because I can’t live without somepony else telling me they love me or hate me daily.”
Kinglin’s eyes went wide. “I love you even more than ever before.” He kissed me again and laid down on his side so he could press his chest to my body, sending my mind spinning. I wanted him so badly, but I can’t do that.
Breaking our kiss. “But you, I can’t,” I said my voice cracking a bit. “Please Kinglin, please choose some other filly in this hell to save. There are so many good souls, so many that you can love which would be perfect. I was born into this. My mom is only a few years older than me, and I don’t know my father.”
“I’m not doing that.”
“Then I’ll cry every night knowing my friends and family are suffering. I’ll beg for you to save them all, knowing you won’t.”
Kinglin sighed and kissed me on the forehead. “You’re mine, I don’t care if you want somepony else to be, I own you.” He got up heading for the exit. “I’ll be back soon, do not leave this room.”
“Can I at least try to get you to take a friend? Somepony I believe that you’ll like better than me?”
His sigh made my heart heavy. “Fine, but if you can’t, then you have to accept it, no more excuses.”
“If that’s what it takes.”
“Then hurry, I’ll meet you in the chamber on your bed.”
My legs went faster than I thought possible as I ran off, hurrying to the shower and washing off. Not a single guard even looked in my direction as I ran into the chamber. This area was where members came to enjoy every filly and colt, there were private rooms in another area not far.
Each one of us were put on a bed with a number. This room had mattresses flat against the ground so there was no way to hide anything or hide anywhere. The beds had collars on chains that we were supposed to wear to let members know we were ready. However, my bed had a notice on it telling ponies I wasn’t allowed to be touched.
Getting to my bed, I spotted Jasmine next to it and quickly jumped onto her bed, surprising her. “Undo your collar.”
“Why?”
“I want to see if Kinglin will take you.” Her eyes went wide. “Come on.” She took off her collar and moved to my bed. “And before you ask, you have to be you. The real you that I love so much, alright.” She nodded and I let out a breath smiling. I was lucky she hadn’t been taken yet.
Several members passed our bed, glancing at the no touching sign posted on the bed, before passing us. A guard came over and looked at us for a second, but then passed by me once again.
“So, um, when is he coming?”
“Give him a few minutes, gosh.” A few members were watching us at this point, we were not allowed to be touched, but that just made them want us that much more. It took a while but Kinglin finally arrived. I waved him over.
“There you are,” Kinglin said, and he raised an eyebrow seeing Jasmine. “And this is your friend?”
“Yes, you’ll love her.” He got onto the bed and I moved away as he looked her up and down for a moment.
“Name?”
“Jasmine.” She swallowed.
“Jasmine, you’re a very lovely pony.” She blushed smiling shyly, ear tips turning a light pink. “I think I love you, and I want to ravish you tonight.”
“Really?”
“Yep.” She smiled. “Cute reaction, good looking and willing, she much like you Kitten, but I don’t think it’ll work. I like you far too much.”
“She’s worth it, she’s loving and everything, just give her a go and you’ll love how tight she is, she squeaks instead of moans. She’s quiet and knows when to speak, she can read and write, and she’s really smart. Tastes great to.” Going around him I pinned her to the bed and spread her legs wide. “Try her.”
Blush spread across her face heavily, and he leaned down licking her. He started to eat her out slowly making her squeak her cute little moan. Once he was into it I went down and started to lick his member that was barely showing, he looked down at me for a second before he kept going.
Getting him hard was very easy, I stopped and he looked at me. “Why’d you stop? Keep going.”
“She wants it inside her at this point.”
His eyes shifted up to her face. She was breathing lightly and it was clear that she wanted him to screw her. Moving up he pressed his tip to her entrance. “I’ll admit she does taste very good all things considered.”
A slight pained look went across her face as he went inside her, but she then squeaked as he started, making me smile. At this rate he’d take her instead of me, I grinned happily as I held her down gently.
Though shock went through me as he pulled out before finishing, grabbed me and shoved it in me with no warning as he finished causing me to fall down on top of her. Surprise went across both of our faces, but ohhhh, when stallions finished inside me, I loved it so.
She stared in shock at what had just happen having that be the last thing she expected to happen. He pulled me off and I turn around puffing my cheeks. “That wasn’t fair to Jasmine to do to me.”
“I’m trying to only deposit inside you.”
“Oh.” My ears wet back a bit. “But still, not fair. And you know you enjoyed her, I mean you had to warm her up to not hurt her. You know she’ll be good for years to come. If you know what I mean.” I smirked.
Kinglin chuckled at my bad joke. “You see it’s things like that which make me want to keep you.”
“How about this, you keep both of us?”
For a moment he froze, then moved back looking at her and then at me. “You care for your friend that much?”
“Yes.”
“I’ll have to think about that, maybe. I’ll be back shortly.” Going forward, I licked him clean. Kinglin got off the bed and left. I smiled looking at Jasmine.
“He doesn’t like me, he likes you Kitten.”
“I know, but that’s beside the point. Even if he only wants me, he could very easily pick you too, so it works out. That way you’re not getting hurt anymore.”
“True, that would be amazing.” I smiled. “Thanks.”
“Yep, let’s wait till he gets back.”
“You.” We both turned to an orange metallic mare with a purple mane, her wings seemed to be made of magic as they glowed. “I want your company.”
“Me?” Jasmine asked.
“No, the golden one.” She picked me up with magic, confusing me as to how, and took me with her.
“Wait, I’m waiting for Kinglin, nopony is supposed to touch me.”
“Really? I’m sure dozens of fillies use that around here.” She took me to the open area next to the private room. This place wasn’t normally used for sex, or if the members wanted a chase, they’d let us go here and run around in the mile large chamber. However, there was a yellow pillow area in this one spot with books. The magical Pegasus laid down on the pillows and set me in front of her.
“Please, I don’t want you to get in trouble.”
“I won’t.” She snuggled with me and a book went in front of me, blankets went around us, giving warmth. “Once upon a time.” A bit of nervousness went through me, this was really odd to say the least, I had never had a member read me a story, even the weird ones which had a bunch of tasks never read me stories. Snuggling into her a bit, I looked at the picture book as she read it to me.
There was at least a dozen or so onlookers which had noticed us. She didn’t pay any heed to them as she kept on reading. She went through a few books before Kinglin found us, he was less than happy.
“You!” he growled, and the onlookers watched, but kept out of the way. “Give me back my filly! Her time is mine.”
“Back off, I got her, I get all the time I want with her.” A shield went around us absorbing his magic and surprising everyone watching, especially Kinglin. She squeezed me tightly, narrowing her eyes. The motion normally wouldn’t be painful, but it was very much so making me try very hard to gulp down the pain. Then I felt it, a fit was going to start very, very soon, that hug was not what I needed.
“Wait, I need to go with Kinglin, he really did buy my time,” I said, looking at the mare, she narrowed her eyes.
“See, give her to me.”
“No, she’s the saddest filly in this whole place and I want to read her stories.” He paused for a second. “She’s not going anywhere right now, unless you wish to try your luck.” The shield disappeared, making him grumble.
“Fine.” The second the word left his lips, shock rolled through me. Kinglin was never one to just give up without a fight. Who was this Pegasus? He laid down and she frowned. “Read some stories.” She sighed. “Come on, I’m waiting.”
“Shut up.” A bit of panic went through me. I needed to go to a sink real bad, I hadn’t expected him to just lay down. “Fine.” She started reading.
“Um, I need to go to the restroom.”
“I’m almost done, just a few minutes.”
“But I need to go really bad.”
“Hold it,” they said at the same time, she looked up at him, and he rolled his eyes.
Damn it, at a time like this, why does he suddenly have to not care if he gets his way or not. I coughed a bit, lifting up my hoof. “Please.”
“Is that blood?” the mare asked, and I froze looking at my hoof seeing blood dripping from it a bit.
“I got to go really fast.” I got up and went to run, but I was lifted into the air by the both of them, making them look at each other. “Please, I really need a bathroom.”
“Why are you coughing up blood?” Kinglin asked.
“I’m not coughing up—” Their eyes went wide as the blood came up and made me throw up onto the stone floor. Things became very bright as my head started spinning. “That didn’t feel good,” I gurgled out. Everything faded to dark.
“Is she going to be alright?” Kinglin’s voice asked, and I opened my eyes looking around, I was in some kind of doctor’s room. Things were hooked up to my chest. “Tell me right now that you can fix her.”
“I’m sorry sir, she has advance cancer in at least three areas, and its compromised her entire system. She has a few hours, a day left at most.”
“Fix her! I can find her organs!”
“You don’t understand, her whole body is infected! I’m surprised she’s even alive at this point! Her functions will start to degrade soon anyway. At this point, even if we tried to operate or anything, it’d be pointless, she wouldn’t survive the surgery, let alone implants. There’s nothing we can do, she’s going to die, I’m sorry.”
“You’re sorry doesn’t cut it!”
“Then take her to a hospital, spend your time with her for her last day. Kiss her good night and tell her you love her all the while she dies before she even reaches the operation table, no doctor will touch her, even if they accept it. There’s no time left.”
“That bad?” I asked, sitting up and flinching.
“Careful,” the mare said, rubbing my back lightly.
“Kitten!” Kinglin ran over to me.
“Hey, sorry about throwing up, it just happens.”
“Why didn’t you tell me when this first started happening?” Kinglin asked, he was far from happy, mostly worried.
“I’ve been coughing blood for about a year.” His eyes went wide. “Long before I met you, long before anypony cared.” I smiled. “If I had told them, they’d have killed me or thrown me into the pit hoping I’d die. They don’t like sick fillies.”
“But, I could’ve done something!”
“A year ago, yes,” Doc said. “But when she saw blood, she was dead, and she’s right, she’d be dead had she told us.”
“Damn it!” Kinglin said, but then looked me in the eyes. “That’s why, that’s why you kept saying no!”
“I may be a lot of things Kinglin, but I’m not cruel. I knew it was getting worse, so I didn’t want you to get hurt.”
“This hurts worse than finding out later.”
“I’m sorry. Jasmine is a great pony.”
A mix expression went across him. “Fine, I’ll take her, I’m not going to stay to watch you die though.” He turned and left. Tears went down my face, at least he was going to take Jasmine, I couldn’t be happier.
“Alright, come with me.” The mare lifted me into the air. “Time for more reading.” She carried me out of the room and we went back to the padded area where she set me down, a huge stack of books appeared and she laid down, holding me close. “Let’s see here.” She smiled as she picked a book. “Ah this one’s a good one.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Yes, anything.”
“Why are you being nice to me? I’m going to die soon. I mean you can do anything you like, but it’ll probably take us days before you finish these books. I don’t think we’ll be able to get through them to enjoy yourself.”
“I know, but my pleasure is finding fillies and colts I know are going to die and reading to them until they pass on. A spell lets me see how long most have left if its within a few days or months.”
“Oh.” I looked down.
“But let’s keep that a secret.”
She started to read again, using all kind of different voices as she went. Halfway through I started to cough. Somehow, I could feel her smiling as she gave me a rag. Her body trembled seeing the blood, but she kept on reading.
After a while, things started to get a little bit heavy, breathing was harder. “I’m a little tired, do you mind giving me that pillow?” I asked.
“Of course,” she said, rubbing my side softly. She slid the pillow under my head and let me lay down on my side. “Now, where were we?” The mare kissed my head, and she kept on reading.
It slowly got harder and harder to breathe, but I didn’t feel like panicking, it just felt like I was getting really tired. “Madam, do you mind if I sleep? I’m getting really tired, and it’s really hard to keep open my eyes.”
“Don’t let me hinder you even a little bit, sleep until your rested,” she whimpered, and I felt some drops hit my cheek. Was she crying? Oh no, I need to-to, what was I thinking? Sleep, right, I need to sleep. The drops stopped at some point as I fell asleep, but this was a really good sleep, everything felt great, the pain was finally gone and I could finally breathe again…
Author's Note
unedited, I don't plan on editing it, just posting it after forgetting about it for a few years.
