Author's Note
Yes, this contains what is easily described as rape. Read at your own peril. This was requested and I kinda want to try everything.
Of course, the ending will make it a touch better, but still. If you are sensitive to such subjects. Do not read.
Think before you act.
A cinch, easiest thing in the book, she was Rainbow Dash, fastest and fiercest filly alive. She had straight up bucked a full grown dragon in the teeth before, granted it was a tad different and she had to run afterward, but she was still the shit and she knew it. This was going to be a breeze.
She zoomed in quick, her hooves impacting Garble's belly, maybe she could knock the fight out of him in just one hit, then he'd be a little less willing to talk smack to a literal hero of the land. She was freaking Rainbow Dash, nopony in Equestria didn't know her name. Sure this was the first time she had to rough up a dragon, but it was no different.
Her thoughts froze as his iron like grip clamped over her hind legs. She let out a surprised 'eep' being whipped about and a loud pained gasp as the wind was knocked out of her just as she struck the ground on the other side.
Her thoughts rolled about as her well trained mind prevented her panic. 'Ok... so maybe dragons are a little tougher than I thought'.
She struggled, focusing on drawing in breath and pushing the panic to the fringes of her mind. The moment she finally managed to draw in breath her wings flexed and she forcefully rolled herself to try and get her hooves under her. But a painful strain in her rear hooves reminded her of just how iron like Garble's grip was. She grunted trying to lock her joints and roll hard, sure she'd get some hard scratches but she'd escape.
She started to roll but another iron like set of claws clamped down on her wing and both hands started to pull her in. If she struggled with that grip on her wing, she would most certainly fracture or sprain it. This was something she had not figured to happen, but she had faced harsher challenges.
Flailing and forcefully bucking about her eyes went wide as she felt hot breath on her rear. Then to great surprise mostly to herself, when sharp teeth pin pricked her rear, the most feminine whimper escaped her lips.
Her eyes were now a bit wider, she was honestly more concerned with her whimper than the dragon teeth puncturing her hide at the moment, and to make it all worse, Garble's grip remained but his jaws didn't seem to be moving. She bit her lip and looked back, his eyes went from a general and understandable 'wtf?' to a concerning interest.
She had started this simply by challenging him, and she hadn't really thought of the possibility of losing. And for that matter, she had never even considered this.
She grit her teeth as hard as she could as he bit again, giving another line of teeth marks, a tiny pattern pinpricks allowed the slight taint of crimson to start welling up and mixing into her cyan fur, but no matter how hard she tried, she whimpered again.
Again, she could feel him pause. Frustration built up inside her along with a touch of embarrassment. "We are fighting you little bitch! Bring it ON!!" She flailed and to her great satisfaction, one of her hooves broke free and she drove it into Garble's jaw.
The impact brought a smile to her face, a smile that left when he twisted harshly on her wing. It didn't break but she could feel and even hear it pop. Then she could feel herself moving again. Swung by her hind leg she impacted the ground on the other side of Garble, again, the wind left her lungs and she gasped desperately for air. This time her well trained mind couldn't push thew panic away.
Flailing and desperately trying to gasp for air she didn't make much of it when Garble flipped her, feeling his scaly foot on top her head, the claw tips on his toes digging into her scalp. Even with his clawed grip at the base of her tail, flipping the rainbow hair up, she still didn't quite register it.
Only when air rushed into her lungs she noticed quite a unique feeling. She wasn't quite sure what it was, at least for the moment it wasn't teeth.
It was wet and oddly slimy, she could feel the teeth, but they were just poking at the moment, but something warm and very wet forcefully pressed against her abdomen, washing over her nub, parting her labia and very roughly going as far as her tail.
"Wh..WHAT? WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!?" Her voice caught in a very uncertain shiver, there was a pause and Garble chuckled.
"We fought, you lost, I'm just teaching you a lesson..." His foot pushed down on her head more as his clawed grip parted her slit aggressively. She fumbled over her words and struggled to find a long string of profanity to let him know what she thought, but it was replaced with a whimper and even a harsh moan as she felt the teeth again, but just barely sinking into her soft supple labia.
"GAH!!.. ST... STOP!" She tried to struggle but he had a decent grip on her. Again, she was brought to a whimper and shivered, stuttering with her attempt to tell him off. But the onslaught of teeth and tongue explored her backside very thoroughly.
Confusion, pain, and the reality of just how little her power mattered in this match up brought tears to her eyes as she struggled in vain.
"Heh... tastes like skittles. But that's no fair now is it? Let's let you have a taste..." She tried to rise the moment the foot came off her head, but it was replaced by a clawed hand. Gripping her hair he wrenched her upright and she got a face full of cock.
Her eyes widened as she finally realized what she was in denial about, she had lost the fight, and to the victor goes the spoils.
She clamped her teeth shut, but his claws notched into place between her incisors and pried her jaws open with very superior dragon strength. Again, she tried to shake him but he was clearly stronger. In it went, the salty slimy cock worming its way into her mouth. She struggled and gagged, but settled for biting hard. But this just made Garble laugh. The thick leathery member was almost as tough as he was.
"Good bitch... now... suck..." She stared up at him defiantly, but her bravado wavered as he leaned forward and with no attempt of niceties, he thrust a clawed fingertip right up her ass. This brought a whimper and a cringe as he felt her insides tighten up over his finger. He looked her in the eyes, watering even more now as he leaned in and whispered. "And don't think I didn't notice with my tongue back there, If you rather, we can go straight to reshaping your insides..."
She flinched hard and though she hesitated, she began to suckle. He grinned, holding her rainbow mane firmly, he started guiding her back and forth along his shaft. "Good girl..."
He laughed testing how deep he could go, making her gag and struggle, but he kept her steady. "I should really thank you, It's breeding season, I got a lot of pent up frustration. I never figured some dumb bitch like you would really just throw herself at me. Not a dragon, but pussy is pussy..."
An open palm slapped harshly over her rear leaving a bright red shaped print. She struggled, wanting dearly to speak. The thick cock blocking her mouth slowly drove her certainty down. She was still somewhat confident, once he was done, she would just limp back to ponyville, gargle some water and tell everypony she fought against some 'not Garble' dragon and it was a tie or something.
She wasn't exactly naive, but she was certainly inexperienced. She knew what it meant, but was clearly unprepared as his grip tightened and he picked up the pace. Diving deep enough to make her gag each time. She clenched her eyes shut, tears still flowing as she let out a muffled shriek, squirming like mad. But it was all for naught, as his powerful grip forcefully pulled her in, his cock quite literally popping down her throat. A powerful sense of defilement flooded her as she felt an unnatural amount of thick and hot fluid pulsing down her throat and right into her stomach.
"Hold fucking still... Don't move!... Fuck!... Yeah..." He grunted holding her hair tightly. His breath was deep but evenly paced as he pulled his cock free.
Instantly, Rainbow Dash gasped loudly, feeling the cum swirl and bubble about in her belly. "C... Can I go now?" She mumbled as she refused to look him in the eyes.
A hand pulled her mane until she faced him again. "Mouth open... stick out your tongue..."
She grit her teeth but remembered how unpleasant his fingers were so she reluctantly popped open her mouth and her tongue sagged like a dog. She wanted so badly to look away, but she watched as the grip of his left hand started at the base of his cock, squeezing and drawing up, pumping the residual cum from his length. She grimaced as it came out. It was way more than she figured possible. Completely painting her tongue and filling her mouth half way.
"Close your mouth..." She hesitated, wanting to spit it out. But at this point, she could just say that she lost and this was her punishment. Hesitantly she huffed and closed her mouth, trapping the thick salty cum inside, looking up at him she gave an 'am I done yet' face. "Swish..."
She cocked her head in question and he gripped her hair tighter. "Swish!... like it's mouthwash!..."
She hesitated but closing her eyes, she pushed the foul fluid around in her mouth, it was thick and clung tightly to the insides of her mouth. She continued for a moment until he gestured to her and smiled. "Show me...."
She grumbled and opened her mouth, the thick cum dribbled off her tongue, it was everywhere. Even between her teeth. "Good bitch... now... gargle and swallow..."
Each word was like a literal punch to the gut of her pride. But not wanting that finger again, she leaned her head back, gargling loudly, she then quickly closed her mouth and struggled a moment before swallowing, adding the frothed up cum to the load in her belly. "C.. can I go now?"
"Go now?... are you stupid?... hell sorry, I shouldn't ask such obvious questions..." His iron like grip seized her mane and pushed her cum coated lips and chin into the dust covered ground.
She winced and a shock of dread filled her as she felt the thick leathery slime coated member poking back to her surprisingly lubed labia. "WAIT!!NO!"
Her words were completely ignored as his thumb tugged her labia to one side, prodding directly against the soft fleshy pink hole. "Shit bitch... you're wet as fuck. I guess it's good for you too." He laughed leaning in and straining against the little fleshy hole as she whimpered and pouted. "Yeah... I noticed too, doesn't matter if it's dragon or pony, I know what a hymen is... be a good girl and make it nice and loud... I want the dragons in the bloody mountains to know I'm scoring..."
The fear filled her, and the tears streaked down her cheeks as she felt his cock strain against the tiny layer of membrane that proved she had never submitted, but she was lost in the tiny touch of thought, that it was only her pride making her hate this. She was wet, extremely wet, her labia was practically soaking her fur and dribbling into the dirt. But it was her pride that had her begging not to be conquered.
She felt his grip on her tail tighten, she felt him tug as his hips tensed and as if in slow motion, she felt him thrust. She felt the thin fleshy material stretch, she heard her own embarrassing moan turning rapidly into a squeal. She could feel the wet juicy pop as the thick member robbed her of what little she had left.
He wasn't gentle, his cock quite literally smashed into her cervix and he happily groaned as he forcefully grinded in place feeling her virgin flesh taint under his influence.
Whimpering and moaning he simply started his thrusting. She couldn't see the soft touch of blood as he drew her back onto his cock and pushed her forward. His grip turned to a double handed grasp on her flanks, his claws leaving small pinpricks, and his grasp leaving obvious marks on her skin that would clearly bruise. But what surprised her most was that she wasn't resisting anymore. Besides the painful sprained wing, with his grip solely on her ass, she was confident that she could run right now and she would most certainly get at least to Sweet Apple Acres before he caught up. She could easily escape, yet the thick dragon cock in her seemed to pulsate with authority, and it was an authority she seemed to simply gravitate to. She still sniffled and whimpered, but she didn't seem to resist.
"Good girl... take it..." His thrusts became deeper and harder, just a touch of resistance in her struggled to keep her voice to whimpers, even as she felt the signature readying. Picking up the pace, sinking in with more and more aggression, he grunted loudly and she just closed her eyes whimpering and moaning through her clenched teeth.
The moment he forcefully plowed into her, something changed. Feeling the massive pulsing violating splash of cum deep inside of her, against her will. Her whimper turned to a loud squeal, a squeal that echoed into the mountains. She knew the feeling, the tingle that nearly robbed her of feeling in her legs, the pulsing tightness and sloppy wet squirting. She had made her cum, and just as well, he was filling her with his filthy seed clearly against her will.
Feeling the cum slosh around still in her belly, and now practically in her womb, her thoughts passed over the question of how much stamina and how much cum one dragon could possibly have. her belly was literally full, she felt like she had just eaten a four course meal, and now her nethers were painted white and strained with overflowing levels of cum. Her question had added weight as she lay panting, nearly broken by the pleasure thrown into her. She felt his claws scooping her up at the thighs, she could feel his cum dribble out as he helfted her, and she let out a whimper as she felt his still powerfully erect cock prodding her ass.
She fumbled with her words and her pride crumbled like a sand castle being plowed over by an ocean wave as she squeaked out in a shivering and shuttering voice. "p..please... again?"
He cracked a toothy grin as he let her weight do the work and his slick slimy cock wormed into her ass. "Good bitch..."
He bounced her happily up and down again and again. Her pride in tatters she did nothing but squeal and moan loudly. It was almost like she was drunk, she could feel him turn her and she caught the open and shocked gaze of a pony. She didn't recognize her, but she drooled and whimpered, bobbing up and down his cock like it was a rail, like her asshole was specifically designed to ride it and it alone. She stared back at the pony eyes and watched as they slunk back into the shadows. Her voice carried, her moans and whimpers were all the actions she could make.
She wasn't surprised, wasn't hurt, and was simply warmed as he forcefully pushed in until her little ass swallowed his whole cock and he pumped her with another overflowing load.
Happily moaning, he pulled out and dropper her unceremoniously into the cum puddle with a grin. The cum and dirt mixing into an obvious mud and sticking to her face. "Feel free to come back and talk shit any time... I'll make a good little bitch out of you."
She didn't even flinch as he wiped his cock clean across her face and happily strutted off.
She lay there in the puddle, her belly hot and filled, her ass painfully stretched and lubricated, her labia aching and twitching. Her hips quivered and she couldn't move an inch without feeling the thick cum shift. It was almost sunset before she struggled to get her shaky hooves under her. She was covered head to toe in sweat, cum, and just a touch of blood. There was one thing, and one thing only she wanted at the moment. "... I need... to fight... another dragon..."
She licked her lips as her labia twitched and spasmed in anticipation.
