You miserably walk up to your front door and slide the key into the doorknob. Thankfully, the damned key works this time.
You enter your disgusting living room and take off your grease stained work clothes and throw them in the corner. The past several hours of your day had been nothing but patty flipping and trying to assist irritable customers upset with their orders.
You being the only semi-competent employee left working at some God-forsaken, dirty as fuck shithole called Bob's Place wasn't easy. Especially since that everyone else that worked there was either a completely retarded annoying asshole or high as fuck. It didn't help the your boss was a jerkwad fatass assaholic bitch of man. Even the cockroaches that infested the place where massive shit-eating jerks that crapped all over the Goddamned floor. And you hated them for that shit.
But you where now home. Dirty as it was, it was your castle. A castle filled with dirty as fuck clothes and random childhood shit strewn about.
You breath a sigh of relief as you could now rest for a bit and watch your pirated episodes of My Little Pony before cooking dinner. You could have brought home something from work, but there was no way in hell you where eating that shit.
You walk into your bedroom and to your surprise, everythings been cleaned up and redecorated into a purplish color scheme.
"What da fuck?" You exclaim as a you smell something sweet and sugary in the air.
"SURPRISE!!!" Someone jumps you to the ground and you almost hit your head against the wall. It was...........Pinkie Pie!
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" You scream as Pinkie is only inches away from your face.
"What's wrong? You don't look happy to see me." Pinkie asked, still smiling.
"What da FUUUUUUUUUUCK?"
"You already said that silly." Pinkie laughed and somehow helped you to your feet.
You then realize that what you were seeing had to be real. After all, you hadn't eaten those nasty burgers since last year.
"Oh my God. OOOOOHHH!!! OH MY GAAAAAAAD!!! FUCKING HOLY PONY SHIT! OH GOD! YOU'RE ACTUALLY REEAALL?!?! OH GOD!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!!! "OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH MY GOD!!!"
Pinkie laughed again. "You silly. Of course ponies are real."
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!!!"
Suddenly, you calmed down. Pinkie Pie was real, and she was in your house. Out of all the bronies in the world, why would she visit you? Where you the first person she had met up with? And why had she redecorated your bedroom?
"Oh, right." Pinkie laughed. "Since you're sad and have no friends, I came to your world to BE your friend. SURPRISE!!!"
You just stared at Pinkie, watching her hot pink ass shake to and fro. It shined and sparkled in the dim sunlight.
"Oh... again." Pinkie sat down and looked at you seductively. "I know your secret.
Shit, shit, SHIT, you thought. Pinkie knew your secret, and she was gonna exploit on you.
Pinkie reached under your bed and pulled out a black bag filled with unknown items. You started to breath normally again as you realized it wasn't filled with your fanfiction, but small, pony sized bondage equipment.
"You don't have to be shy with me. I came here to give you what you want most in the world... KEEPING ME AS A BONDAGE SLAVE FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!" Pinkie jumped into the air excitingly.
You just stood there, stunned. It had to be a dream. Your favorite pony offering herself to satisfy your every sexual desire for the rest of your life? It was too good to be true. And yet, the terribly sadistic fuck inside you screamed out in pure orgasmic joy. It was a dream come true.
"YES!!! YES I'LL KEEP YOU PINKIE!
YEEEEEEEEEEES!!!" You screamed loud enough to wake your old as shit bastard neighbors.
"Oh goodie! Now we can get started." Pinkie litterly threw herself onto your bed after closing the curtains. You quickly grabbed the small armbinders and forced Pinkie's front legs into them and tied it behind her back. Of course, Pinkie fully complied.
"YES! YES! Tighten it more!" Pinkie screamed in kinky pleasure.
After you fully restrained the happy pink pony, Pinkie shifted about a bit, unable to move about much anymore. She looked so fucking hot sitting tied up in your bed, you couldn't hold back the sudden nosebleed.
"Hmmm, yes." Pinkie stopped struggling against her bindings. "That should do it."
Pinkie stopped herself for a second.
"Buuuuuut. There is one missing piece of the puzzle. A piece that will make me interily helpless against your every little kinky wish..."
Pinkie breathed short breaths, as the overtightened bindings over her belly kept her from inhaling properly.
"Oh, it should be right there in the bag."
You slowly took your gaze away from the pink pony in your bed to the bag on the floor. Curious, but excited, you reached into it and pulled out a shiny rubber ball with a strap connected to it.
It was a pony sized ballgag. Perfect for silencing dumb little bitches.
"Yep! That's it!" Pinkie uncomfortably squirmed around on your bed. She didn't want to admit it, but she had to go to the bathroom..... BADLY.
"After you put that thing into my mouth and tighten the strap, I'll be fully under your power. Hurt me! Spank me! Fuck me! Whatever you want! I won't be able to scream or cry out for mercy.
I'll become your silent, defenseless little slave! Your little slave pony."
Pinkie kept up the the best positive attitude she could muster under the pressure her bladder was giving her. She wanted to... no, NEEDED to relieve herself. And yet, she somehow resisted the urge to beg you for a bathroom break.
"Say, uh. You do have a diaper feti- MMMMMMMMMMPPHH!!! Hmmmpphh." Pinkie managed to say before you stuffed the ballgag into her mouth and tightend it around her head.
"Mmmmpphh..." Pinkie moaned deeply into her gag, trying her best not to drool.
You took a step back and almost tripped over the bag that was still on the floor. Inside it, was one more item. A blindfold.
Pinkie closed her eyes and struggled weakly against her bindings.
Although she seemed so happy just a few moments before, she now seemed like she was regretting ever coming to earth.
Just as Pinkie opened her eyes, you quickly tied the blindfold over them, much to her dismay.
"Mmmmph... Fhkk." She remembered the blindfold.
Pinkie tried her best to fight her desperate pleading urge, yet every second was becoming more and more torturous to her. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore. She cried mornfully into her saliva covered gag, hoping that you would take it out. She screamed and moaned into it as loud as she could.
Although you fully understood Pinkie's discomfort, you still didn't release her. Instead, you knocked her onto her belly, forcing her ass and tail upward.
"Nnmmpphh. Nnmmph. Nnmmphh.
Nmph!" She begged you for relief.
"Okay Pinkie, okay." You finally spoke. "I'll let you go to the bathroom."
Pinkie stopped moving. Thank Celestia... She thought.
"NOT! HAHAHA! YOU FUCKING PONY BITCH!" You yelled into her ear, almost causing her to wet herself.
With that said, you swiftly brought your hand down onto her left pink buttock, causing her to almost wet herself again.
"HAHAHA!" You laugh maniacally, as you spank the living daylights out Pinkie's defenseless ass.
"You've been a nauuuughty little pony Pinkie! You deserve this! ALL NAUGHTY PINK PONIES DESERVE THIS!!!"
You continue to spank her mercilessly. But before you would spank her hot pink ass for the fifteenth time, your old, decrepited, whore of a mother barged into your bedroom! To make sure you weren't having sex with some random neighborhood slut.
She paused. Like the ugly as fuck slutty statue in the park, she didn't move an inch.
"Mom... I can explain." You finally say.
But she wasn't hearing any of that shit. She slowly turned around and left your house in silence to smash her collection of wine bottles at home.
"Talk to ya later mom!" You yell as she walks down the street like the whore she was. Although your voice was kind, deep down, you truly hated that motherfucking bitch.
Suddenly, you feel a familiar warmth trickle down your hands.... Pinkie had finally pissed herself. And that piss was now all over you.
"NO! NOOOOOOO!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWW!!! GROSS, GROSS, GROSS, GROSS, GROSS!!" You scream in disgust as you realize what that pink bitch had done.
"THAT IS IT!!!" You stand up in fury.
"NO PINK PONY FUCK PISSES ALL OVER ME AND GETS AWAY WITH!!!" You scream as you violently grab Pinkie and carry her to your basement.
The door creaks as it slowly opens, revealing a disgusting, rat shit covered basement. Pinkie's face was still red with embarrassment. Her drool dripped onto the floor.
"Hmmmppphhh."
"OKAY!!!" You scream in her ear. "HERE'S YOUR NEW ROOM!!! HERE'S THE RULES!!! NUMBER 1!!! NO LIGHTS ON UNLESS FEEDING TIME!!! NUMBER 2!!! YOU GET WATER EVERY 3 DAYS!!! AND FOOD EVERY TIME I BRING IT HOME FROM BOB'S!!! RULE 3!!! YOU WILL BE RESTRAINED, BLINDFOLDED, AND GAGGED AT ALL TIMES!!! UNLESS ITS TIME TO EAT!!! HAHAHA!!! ENJOY YOUR STAY... BITCH!!!"
You laugh loudly as you grab a whip from the wall, and reel back to strike her with it.
"AAH HA HA! AAH HA HA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!"
Suddenly... You're back at Bob's place.
You lie flat on your back on that disgusting as shit floor staring upwards at your boss. He's giving you a weird look.
Then..... You smell it. The horrible putrid as fuck smells of burnt patties and spoiled drinks fill the room. Not to mention those bastard cockroaches staring at you.
Unbeknownst to you, Princess Luna was outside peeking through the window silently giggling at you. She had seen every little sadistic, embarrassing moment you thought you where committing in private.
It was all a dream...
"You're fired fuckface."
"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-"
