Canine

by Fetish Account

Rating: mature
Tags: Profanity, Non-consensual, Violence, Anthro, Lyra, Drama, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Mayor Mare, Original Character, Porn, Mystery, Sex, Fetish, Bon-Bon, Rarity
Length: 2009

Being the slave of a fashionista may sound hard, but Rarity tries her best to make the job a lot more bearable for her slave: Alex. What she wasn't planning was him finding an injured mare and being convicted of a crime.

A German Shephard slave is thrown down a roller coaster of a ride to clear himself of a crime he was convicted of. And due to a certain mayor, secret agent and lover, and the general disadvantages of being a slave: Alexander Hughes finds himself on the precipice of destruction every day. Luckily for him, his master, Rarity, will be there to help him.

This story will contain vore, rape, blood, futas, and a whole bunch of other stuff, don't like, don't read. And do not worry, Alex is 18 years old.

Published 2018-11-20 03:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2018-11-20 03:30:02 UTC

Alex's Morning

The sun had begun to rise to rage war against the sleeping residents of Equestria, the war being nastily one-sided as Celestia’s tool already claimed many lives as many ponies and other beings arisen from their slumber to reluctantly start their day.

Despite the sun’s strength, it failed to wake up on soldier of the sleep, he twisted and turned in his bed, not wanting to be torn from the sweet embrace of his dreams. After half a minute of intense warfare, the German Shepherd finally won against the sun and returned to his slumbering state.

However, his victory did not last long as a rich, sweaty, and salty musky scent hits his nose like a semi truck on fire exploding in his face just in time for something large, hard, rough, dry, and wide to penetrate his ponut before digging in deep, jolting him awake from the sheer pain of the sensation.

Releasing a howl of suffering that was cut short when a white hand covers his muzzle, “Shhh… don’t howl darling, I need something to fill.” Came a panting, sophisticated yet demanding voice.

“But Mistress Rarity, you’re co!”

“I know, I know, and I apologize, but I need to release a pony I stuffed down yesterday.” She says, earning a whimper from her canine slave. She rolled her eyes, “If I hear a howl, it’ll be 5 hours in my belly.” She warned.

Not wanting to be in his mistress’s stomach for that long, the mutt nods, showing that he won’t make a noise.

His promise was confirmed as when she removed her hand from his mouth, not a sound emitted from him. Nodding, “Good boy Alex, now let’s proceed.” She then begins to push her dick farther into her slave’s asshole.

Gritting his teeth, shutting his eyes hard, Alex did his best to not howl in pain for Rarity’s cock was a lot larger than his own ponut, being about a foot taller than his legs and two hole feet thicker than both his legs put together. Couple that with his small asshole and a dry and hard cock, and many ponies would be surprised by how much resilience Alex had to not howl or even have tears stream down his face.

After an excruciatingly painful minute, Rarity’s cock was completely enveloped by Alex’s body, half of it bulging out of his stomach.

Without receiving so much as a simple warning, Alex felt Rarity’s cock come out and thrusted hard, his animalistic instincts forcing him to express his pain with a howl a painful howl.

Realizing his mistake, he turns to his master in fear who simply licked him on the head, “I’ll let it go this time, maybe with 2 hours in my stomach. Later on.” She assures, “But if I hear it one more time and it’ll be 9 hours in my stomach.” She warned.

Understanding and accepting his punishment, Alex returns his gaze too the pillow, clutching it with all his might and biting his tongue very lightly as to not draw blood, preparing for what was to come.

Rarity moaned and caressed her slave, “I’m truly sorry this is happening Darling.” She apologizes, pulling her cock back a bit before thrusting, earning a small whimper, “You’re doing such a good job.” She praises, thrusting once more.

Trying his best to keep the tears from falling, the bite on Alex’s tongue was becoming deeper, small droplets of blood dripping on to the pillow.

Even amongst the musk she was producing, Rarity’s sense of smell picked up the coppery smell of blood immediately. Moving a hand to pry Alex’s mouth open, which was bit of a challenge in her lustful state. With his mouth open, the smell of copper hit the alabaster Unicorn on full blast.

She shakes her head, “You really need to learn to stop biting your tongue.” She reminds before sighing, “But given the occasion, it can’t be helped.” She then places a finger in his mouth, “Go on, bite it, it won’t do much, it won’t even bleed.” She offered.

Although she didn’t expect him to bite with as much force as he did, causing her to recoil a bit, abruptly pulling her cock out a little more than she intended. Alex bit harder in retaliation, fortunately for Rarity, the bite did not do much other than feel like needles pricking her skin.

Seeing as this as this little session gone on far too long than it should have, Rarity begins to thrust rapidly, every thrust happening mere precious seconds before the next.

Tears now streamed freely from Alex’s eyes as the pain became too much for him to bare any longer, small whimpers accompany those tears.

A soft peck is placed on Alex’s forehead, courtesy of his master, “I’ll see if I have any more cinnamon, if I do, I’ll make you your favorite… UNFH!” Rarity bit her lip, she can feel her cock ready to shoot, “I know this’ll hurt Darling, just bare with me!” She caresses his cheek once more.

The flaring of the cock followed by an immensely powerful cannon of an orgasm caused Alex bite hard on Rarity’s finger, earning a scream of both pleasure and pain from the mare for she did not expect such a bite force from a dog to hurt so much while pumping her seed into his belly. She had only been pumping for 30 second and Alex’s stomach was already full, cum starting to spurt out of the German Shepherd’s asshole, staining his sheets and covers.

2 minutes later, with one last convulsion, Rarity released the last of her mare seed into her slave’s stomach, allowing her to retrieve it from the tight passage and her finger from Alex’s death grip. She inspected the finger and saw that it had two very distinct bite marks, much more distinct than any bite mark she’s ever seen, her naturally white coat was accompanied by a dark purple hue, showing that not only did he bite deep but hard as well.

The Shepherd in question had a stomach so bloated, it looked as if he ate a filly.

Getting off the bed, Rarity sealed her now flimsy and cum ridden rod, “I’ll clean the bed, meanwhile you go take a shower.” She orders.

Getting off the bed with mild difficulty, Alex nodded, “I’m so full I feel like I’m about to throw up.” He groans, stepping to the bathroom.

“I truly am sorry Alex, you know I would’ve at least used a lubricate if I had the time.” She apologized, earning a groan from her slave before the clear sound of him retching reached her ears. She could only cringe and hope that he either aimed it at the toilet or tub.

She bit her lip, “I really hope I do got some cinnamon left, he truly deserves it.” She carried the sheets, covers, pillows and pillow cases with her magic downstairs so she could wash them.

After a near minute of retching cum, Alex was capable of standing up with a distinct dizziness to his step, “Could my day get any worse?” He groans, stepping into the shower to get ready for the day.

(20 minutes later)

Alex was quite delighted to see that Rarity indeed have some leftover cinnamon and was capable of preparing his favorite breakfast: cinnamon vanilla pancakes with raspberry whipped cream, and didn’t take too long before he was digging in.

This strange breakfast concoction had came into the world completely by accident, and when Rarity tasted it, it didn’t resonate with her specific taste, and was going to throw it away. But a certain cat demanded to be groomed, and being the devious cat she was, Opalescence utilized her natural power that was Rarity’s ultimate nemesis: the kitten gaze. Thinking she had enough time to groom Opal, Rarity took Opal to the room where she normally grooms her. And when the Unicorn came back, she had found that Alex had eaten the pancakes and asked for more. Ever since then, she made this particularly strange meal for whenever she deemed he deserved it.

While Alex munched on his breakfast, Rarity sat parallel from him, observing him in his silent glory. Only having bought Alex 8 months ago, Rarity discovered the contents of his emotions and what triggered those emotions relatively early on. And one thing she picked up on was just how contemplative Alex seemed to be when eating, even if his muzzle portrayed little emotion, the constant flashes in his eyes conveyed he had a lot running around in his mind. It was because of this that watching Alex eat had became one of Rarity’s more preferable pastimes.
“What’s on the list of agendas today?” Alex suddenly spoke up, making

She shrugged, “Remember, today’s a Friday, so you’re free to do what you want today.” She reminds him.

For the first time since he began his feast did Alex look at her with surprised eyes, “Wow… time really flies by when you’re doing work.” He tapped his chin in contemplation, which caught Rarity off guard a bit, “Maybe go out and see one of your friends.”

The answer hit Rarity much harder than she expected for this response was nearly unheard of coming from the mouth of this German Shepherd, “A-a-a-are you sure.” She stuttered uncontrollably… yes, it was that surprising.

Alex nodded, “Maybe go see AppleJack, help her with the apples.” He suggested, “I know it’s harvest season and that they have their hands full.”

“WHAT?!” Unable to contain her surprise, the alabaster Unicorn launched out of her seat, the simple thought that Alex, the dog who’d much rather stay home than go out and make friends, wanted to go out and make some friends was surprising. Yet, here he was, asking to go out!

“I know, I know, that’s super strange coming from me.” Alex admitted, “It’s just…” He looks down at his plate, biting his lip.

Observing herself that this may be an arduous choice for Alex to make, Rarity quickly calmed her nerves and sat down, crossing a leg over the other and settling her hands on her knees, sending her slave the maternal gaze he needed, “It’s just what Darling?”

Alex locks eyes with her, “It’s just… y’know, being in a Stable half my life really put me in a gutter and I wanted to explore the world.” He remembers the wishful days of his youth, “But after I was moved from Stable 105 to Stable 44, I learned the hard reality that dreams sometimes crash and burn… at least for me that is.”

Rarity had kept quiet throughout his little explanation for Alex rarely opened up about his life between Stable 105 to Stable 44, this was in fact the first time she heard of his transaction from Stable 105 to Stable 44.

“So when I came under your servitude, I still wanted to go out and do stuff, but I thought ‘I’ve never been able to do it before, so why do it now’ and played it safe for the last 8 months but...” He can no longer look Rarity in the eyes and gazes downward.

But not for long as he is forced to gaze into the caring eyes of his master.

Stutters accompanied by little tears as Alex struggles to unearth the words he needed to utilize to convey the feelings he’d been bottling up for months now. Eventually discovering the words he’d use, he spoke, “I feel like I’m wilting here, I just want to get started before I get too old.”

Rarity nods, “Darling, I’m a bit disappointed you didn’t say anything before.” She admits, “You know that you can talk to me for whatever problem you’re struggling with.” She assures, “If you really want to go, hurry up and eat, we can get a lot done the faster we get out.” She urges.

Alex nods and begins eating, a smile beaming in his head. Today was going to be fun.k