A Lightning Storm: Rebooted
The Scars That Never Heal
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This Chapter contains graphic material including a very graphic rape scene, this is your last chance to leave, the next chapter you will pretty much know what happened, either skip this and wait for the next chapter or read this now
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Mirage:
After they had put my wing out I escaped into the locker room, locking the doors behind me, I sat down, emotions bombarded my mind, I wanted revenge on the rainbow pony, I wanted to cry, I wanted Spitfire there, I wanted to scream and break things,
I started to discharge electricity in every direction, shocking lockers until the metal seemed to melt off of them, an arc of electricity from all the metal struck me and I lashed out on the source, I flipped tables, I broke numerous things, I even sent my hoof through a few lockers, getting to the point where I had forgotten why I was so angry.
I inhaled and exhaled quickly as I looked over the giant mess I’d made, that’s when the door opened.
I was too tired to look over at who had walked in, it was a stallion, I first thought it was Soarin or maybe even my father coming to comfort me but it was far worse than anything I could have ever imagined.
“Hello Mirage” the stallion said, it wasn’t Soarin nor was it my father,
I looked up and noticed a bruise on the side of the stallions face, it was the stallion from this morning, the stallion that Spitfire had punched, the stallion who stood next to me in the showers, he was with his friend, the stallion on the other side of me in the showers.
“What do you two want?” I asked,
“Nothing much” the bruised one said,
“Why are you here then?” I asked, my heart rate started to increase,
“We want you” the other said,
At that moment the bruised one leaped on top of me, pinning me down to the ground on my back, the other secured a gag on my mouth and tied my front hooves down, disabling speech and movement.
“Now then, we’re going to have some fun with you” the bruised one said, getting off of me,
I eyed the two in panic, what did they want? What were they going to do? How long had they been planning this?
The pressure on my burnt wing was excruciating, I couldn’t scream for help or speak, so I sobbed quietly,
The bruised one bent down and grabbed my knees on my back legs, trying to pry them opened, I knew what he was trying to get to and I wouldn’t let him,
He reached over me and slapped me, hard.
“yvm htf ligh ah bizgh” I said, Translation: “You hit like a bitch”
“I’m sorry sweetie I can’t understand you” he said with a grin,
“shmmih?! Fghk yvu!” I screamed, Translation: “Sweetie?! Fuck you!”
He hit me again, forcing me to open my legs, where he held them down and began to tie them,
It had already gotten to the point where I couldn’t buck them off, my hind legs were now secured to the ground,
He bent his head down between my haunches, I could feel his warm breath against my marehood, I would have been turned on if it was a certain somepony, but instead it was this freak,
I felt something warm and wet touch my entrance, I quickly figured out that it was his tongue, at first I thought he would be slow and gentle, but he just dove right in, sticking his putrid tongue into my most sensitive place, I hated the feeling of him nosing around in there, if I would have moved I would have, I would have beaten these two until they bled out of there dicks, I would have shocked the ever living shit out of both of them, but I couldn’t I had wasted every ounce of my energy on breaking everything around me,
I felt a strange feeling inside of my stomach, like I was going to pee, or something.
The other stallion began to jerk off in front of me, watching his friend going to work on me, it was disgusting, everything about stallions was disgusting, at least in those regions it was.
The bruised stallion finally took his tongue out and looked at me,
“How do you feel?” He asked with a smirk on his face,
Tears started pouring from my eyes; the realization of what was happening had finally hit me,
I was being raped.
I had never had sex before; I had never been in a relationship before, the thought of losing my virginity to a stallion that I didn’t even know made me cry, this was never supposed to happen, it wasn’t my fault,
It was Soarin’s
I he had never butted heads with this creep in the first place this would have never happened, I wouldn’t be here with my legs spread out in front of these two, I wouldn’t lose my virginity to a stallion.
Hate boiled up inside of me as the stallion re-adjusted the bonds that tied me down and flipped my onto my back, making my ass stick up in the air,
There was some commotion behind me but I couldn’t hear, my mind was screaming at me but I couldn’t do shit, there was no way to avoid what came next,
I felt something poke me from behind, close to my marehood but slightly to the left, I couldn’t even tell which one was going to fuck me, I hated everything right now, I just wanted it all to go away, I wanted to be left alone, in a dark room where I could release all of my anger and hatred and sadness,
One of them forced themselves all the way inside of me, his dick throbbing as it went in,
I screamed as loud as I could, which was like putting a pillow over my face and letting me scream, I cried and yelped in pain every time it throbbed inside of me, I felt a liquid drip from my marehood, when I looked back I noticed it was blood, the sight of my own blood enraged me but I still couldn’t do anything, I just had to take it, I remembered when Photo Finish asked me to do some very revealing videos and I refused, she had told me just to take it, but she didn’t know I was a fillyfooler,
“Oh fuuuuck” one moaned, pumping in and out of my bleeding marehood,
I couldn’t help but moan, it had hurt so bad, I didn’t know what else I could do,
“She’s enjoying this” the same one said, grabbing my hair and putting his mouth to my ear, “Aren’t you baby?”
More tears, more yelps, more muffled screams, more rage.
“Give me a turn” the other said,
I heard a loud Smack! The bruised on must have hit his friend,
“Go get your own” he said, returning his attention to me,
I heard hoofsteps then a door slammed, he left,
The bruised one sped up his routine, my flank was making a slapping noise against his thighs as he went 100% faster, hurting me even more,
I felt that feeling again, it crept down to my marehood slowly then it felt like electricity began to pump through my marehood onto him my whole body froze in place, it felt like I had been hit with a police Taser,
I had just experienced my first orgasm, and he was nearing his,
He slowed down suddenly, slowly pushing in and out, moaning as he did,
“Oh baby, you’re sooo good” he cooed,
He pulled out and rested his erect cock on my plot, squirting some kind of thick liquid onto my lower back and into my mane,
The next thing I knew I was curled up in a ball on the floor, the gag had been removed and the ropes that had been used to tie me down were gone, I couldn’t feel anything, my body had just seemed to shut down, it had been about ten minutes alone before I heard the door swing open, along with two pairs of hooves clacking against the marble flooring,
A gasp came from behind me, I didn’t bother looking, I knew who the two were already, Spitfire and Soarin.
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