My Reason

by PRlNCESS CADENCE

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Zebra, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Porn, Fetish, Non-consensual, Fluttershy, Adventure
Length: 10762

Fluttershy gets sold into sex slavery. No, not against her will.

Everypony has their reasons for doing what they do, for wanting what they want. For Fluttershy, her needs and desires are a little bit more complicated than that. She may wish that she could be just like everypony else, that she could feel good about herself by doing what everypony else does, but that's just not her. She's not like anypony else, so why should her dreams be the same as theirs?

In this story, Fluttershy sells herself into sex slavery so that she can do what she felt like she was made to do: to be a nopony. This is her reason.

Commission for Luna 117

Published 2020-02-11 18:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2020-02-11 18:00:01 UTC

Chapter 1

This was a tragedy! An emergency! Probably the worst thing to ever happen in her life!

Fluttershy was begging the snake to reconsider, but his decision was to hold firm, ignoring the yellow mare’s pleas no matter how drastic they became. Fluttershy tried to urge him about how dire of a situation this was, how this could result in tragedy for generations to come, but all the snake would think about was himself and his insatiable appetite. With a gulp, begging that he wouldn’t do what she was afraid he would do, Fluttershy closed her eyes, shaking behind her hooves, and that’s when he did it. He ate her. Gobbled her up in one bite, and he was damn proud of it.

“You spit her back out right this instant!” Fluttershy demanded, to which the snake looked the other way while a creature wiggled around in his esophagus. “Oh, dear. Don’t worry, Mrs. Duvall! We’ll get you out of there! Oh, my goodness.”

The animal inside the snake wriggled again, which was admittedly good news, but Fluttershy knew that it would only be a matter of time before she was digested. She had to resort to drastic measures, and fast!

“Oh, Mr. Noodle! If you don’t spit Mrs. Duvall right now, I’m going to have to give you… the stare!”

The snake’s eyes went wide, but in the next second, he quickly squeezed his eyelids shut, trying to enjoy the wonderful meal in his belly without getting nagged on by some pony. Fluttershy, however, wasn’t about to be dealt with this rudely.

“Oh, Mr. Nooooodllllle! You’ll never guess what just scampered into a view! A nice, tasty aardvark! Yum!”

Fluttershy didn’t have the highest of hopes that her plan would work, seeing as how the snake had literally just eaten more than his body knew what to do with. Luckily for her, though, the snakes eyes immediately opened up, and when they did, she was glaring straight into his pupils with the most fierce scowl she could muster, hypnotizing the snake while making him shrink in shame. He looked like he didn’t want to give in, but Fluttershy’s stare always got the better of him, leaving him with an existential dread that wouldn’t stop until Fluttershy’s glower came to an end.

Finally, heaving his head back, the snake began to gag, coughing from the belly up until finally, a large desert tortoise made its way out of his belly, spinning on the ground until a very scared turtle poked her head out of its safety. “Oh, my goodness! Shelley! Are you alright?”

The turtle slowly blinked its eyes in confusion, turning her head to the side to see Fluttershy as snake saliva dripped down her shell. It was a sad sight for Fluttershy to see, which only made her more upset, and as they both turned their heads towards the snake, he began to lower his head even more in shame.

“Mr. Noodle, do you have any idea what you could have done?!” He sadly shook his head. “Mrs. Duvall is a very rare breed of tortoise which is expected to go extinct in the near future! We need her eggs in order to continue to proliferate her species, but you wanted to eat her as a snack!”

Mr. Noodle hung his head in shame again, this time turning away from her entirely as a small tear dripped down his scaly nose. It was obvious that he had learned his lesson, and with her scowl turning into a sympathetic smile, Fluttershy hovered over to her snake friend and wrapped her hoof around his long neck.

“It’s OK, Mr. Noodle. Shelley forgives you, don’t you, Shelley?” The tortoise slowly blinked her eyes again, seemingly still confused as to what was going on, but in Fluttershy’s mind, silence meant that she agreed. “Now the two of you can go back to being friends! Just so long as you don’t try and eat her again. Deal?”

The snake nodded his head, and with a small smile, Fluttershy hugged both reptiles, happy that she was able to bring her special talent to good use. She couldn’t imagine what would happen to all of her friends when she eventually had to move on, when she would no longer be able to take care of them anymore. Maybe she’d have a successor who would walk in her hoofprints, who would be just as kind and caring for wildlife if not even more so than her. Until then, though, she knew that she was the only pony who could bring balance to the forest, who could take care of and protect the circle of life from swinging out of control. She was the only one who could do it…

...and it was slowly killing her on the inside.

When the sun finally went down by her cottage, Fluttershy limped her way back inside, carrying a family of bats as she walked through her front door. The bat family thanked her in their native language and flew up to the ceiling where they could play as a family without the harsh cold that came with Ponyville’s winter. Before Fluttershy came into town, they would normally just hibernate during this time of season, but now that she was here, they could enjoy Ponyville year round!

“I’m so glad you’re having fun,” Fluttershy said with a weak smile, “but could you keep the flapping down just a little bit tonight? I’m so exhausted that I might just go to bed right now.”

“Squeak, squeak, squeak!”

“NO! You’re not being a pest! You’re always more than welcome to stay in my cottage! I just… need to lay down for right now.”

The bat family all looked at each other with hesitation, but Fluttershy didn’t watch any further than that. Instead, she plopped down on her bed and tossed her blanket over her entire body, covering her face down to her hooves as she laid there in her depressive state.

Once again, the thought of retiring came into her mind, a thought that she had been dealing with quite frequently, despite how much she knew that she wasn’t ready to let her animal friends go yet. They needed her, and she loved them too much to just move on with her life and have them fend for themselves again. By the same token, though, if she continued to have days like this, by the time she actually could retire, she would be too broken to do anything. She would be bedridden forever, stuck living in a vegetative state like the kind she was in right now, and then she’d really never be able to live out her dreams.

She then turned over onto her side, her blanket still covering the entirety of her body as she continued to mull over the thoughts in her head. She wasn’t actually thinking of leaving them, was she? She wasn’t really going to go through with this, running away and having them go through life without her, was she? No! She was better than that! It may be true that all the work she did on a daily basis exhausted her to no end, but she could never just abandon them to live out her dreams!

Never… seemed like such a long time, though...

*Crash!*

Fluttershy jumped, pulling the covers off of her head to see what was going on, and sure enough, one of the Beavertons had pulled off one of the legs to her kitchen table, causing it to wobble until everything collapsed onto one side.

“Seriously, Eddie?!” she shouted, sitting up in her bed.

The beaver by the now-collapsed table, however, looked up at her with large, sad eyes, slowly spitting out the wooden table leg from his mouth and feebly trying to put it back on. Then, seeing the sight in front of her, Fluttershy sighed to relax herself again so that she could speak calmly enough to reassess the situation. Shouting had never gotten her anywhere (not that she’d particularly tried many times), and it certainly wasn’t going to help her in this situation.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Beaverton. I didn’t mean to shout, but you really shouldn’t be taking ponies’ things without asking them first!”

“Chip, chip, chip!”

“You needed it for your dam? Goodness, Eddie! Wasn’t there some place else you could find some wood besides my kitchen?”

“Chip, chip, chip!”

“Well… if it’s really the perfect size, then I guess you can have it…”

The beaver then cheaped happily and scurried off with Fluttershy’s table leg in his mouth, making Fluttershy fall backwards again. Maybe her special talent wasn’t talking with animals as much as it was being a walking doormat for every creature that existed, from beavers and bats to mares and stallions. She hated to admit it, but she was good at it. It came so naturally to her just letting others treat her however they wanted with no regard to how it made her feel.

In fact, she had been dealing with it for so long that she had actually started to enjoy the feeling of being walked all over, like it somehow translated to making others happy and keeping herself from becoming a problem in somepony else’s life. She wanted to see just how poorly somepony could behave towards her just--for morbid curiosity, if for nothing else--so she could experience where that line was that separated happiness and her breaking point. She could never go through with that, though. That would just make her selfish, which in turn made the whole purpose of the experiment completely pointless. Plus, there was no way she would ever be able to do something that brash…

*Crash!*

“Chip, chip, chip, chip!”

...But then again, maybe she needed something brash right about now.

The next morning, before any of her animals friends had woken up, right when the bat family had latched onto a nice perch to fall asleep on, Fluttershy left a note on her door, making sure it was as clear as possible. She’d hate for any of the animals to misinterpret her instructions and end up getting lost or hungry, but she wouldn’t be around to make sure they understood the message clearly, maybe even for a couple of days. She couldn’t imagine being gone longer than that, but just to make sure, she contacted her friend Tree Hugger from the other side of Ponyville to check up on the animals until she got back. Luckily, Tree Hugger didn’t have a job and liked the smell of Fluttershy’s cottage for some reason, so it wasn’t like she was asking too much.

“I’m going to be gone for a little while, so please make sure none of you gets into any trouble!” she wrote. “I left lots of nuts out, but just in case you need more, the trees should be blooming with them this time of year. Make sure you all take your regular baths, and try to get along while I’m gone! XOXO”

She couldn’t tell them where exactly she was going, though, partly because she couldn’t stand the thought of telling them what was going through her head, and partly because she didn’t really know for herself where she was going. All she knew was that this time of day in the Everfree Forest, there was a group that nopony knew about, not even the community police. The Everfree Forest was dangerous enough to where nopony would even think of going near it, but since she lived in such close proximity, it was almost like Fluttershy’s own backyard. She knew everypony that went in and everypony that came out (or, on rare occasions, didn’t come out).

The group she was thinking of, however, was much more dangerous than any forest or any of the creatures that were inside it. As she made her way into the opening through the woods, she couldn’t help but gulp, second-guessing herself the moment she stepped inside, but she knew she had to go through with this. Step after timid step, she continued her path down through the multicolored grass and long vines, looking around for anything that could jump out and attack her. Even she wouldn’t be able to stop every creature the Everfree Forest had to offer.

“Hey you! Stop!”

The pink-maned mare jumped, freezing on the spot once she looked to her side, seeing a burly stallion with a glass eye and golden tooth.

“Whadda ya think you’s doin’ here?”

This was the time when Fluttershy would normally turn back and run with her tail between her legs. The last thing she wanted to do was get involved in confrontation, especially from somepony that looked like he meant business. At the same time, though, she knew that something like this was going to come up in the plan that she had, and taking a long breath to calm herself down, she slowly began walking towards the scary-faced stallion.

“Umm, h-hello, sir,” she said timidly. “I was wonder if y-you could help me with something.”

“Look, I ain’t got time for ponies like you, so why don’t you am-scray already?”

Again, Fluttershy wanted to turn around, but she held strong.

“I was actually hoping you could take me to your leader. King Pin is his name, r-right?”

The stallion narrowed his eyes, taking a few steps closer towards the yellow pegasus, causing her to take a few steps back before his face was pressing into hers. “Look, girlie. I don’t know how you found out about us, but I ain’t gonna tell you to leave again.”

“I have something that m-might be of interest to him.”

“Oh? And what’s that?”

Fluttershy gulped. “S-servitude.”

The stallion blinked, apparently trying to interpret what she said in another way, but after a few moments of coming back to the same conclusion, he shook his head and said, “Come again?”

“I w-wanted to offer myself… as a servant… i-if that’s OK.”

“You know, the kinda servants we take here ain’t like some part time gig.”

“I know, b-but if it’s OK with King Pin, I’d like to do it.”

The stallion shook his head again. “What is this about? Money?”

“Oh, no! If you’re paying me, I’d just want my friends to have it. I’m just doing this for the experience.”

“Listen, girlie… You go through with this, you might not come back. You sure you wanna do this?”

The yellow mare shivered. She was worried what would happen if she didn’t come home. She feared how her friends would react to the idea of her disappearing without a trace, always wondering whether or not she was safe, and they had a good reason to worry! Fluttershy probably wouldn’t be safe! What she did know, however, was that she couldn’t just go on forever wondering what would have happened if she didn’t follow her dream. She’d already experienced what her other life would look like, and unless she made the decision now, that’s exactly how every day would look for the rest of her life.

With a deep breath, she looked confidently into the stallion’s eyes and said, “I’m positive! Please take me to King Pin!”

With a soft sigh, the stallion mournfully turned his head and said, “Follow me,” leading the mare into a section of the tree beside them that would otherwise look like a shadow to the naked eye. Fluttershy could barely believe that this was actually happening, that he was actually allowing her in, and with a gulp, the yellow mare followed behind him, disappearing into the shadows of the hollow tree.

Immediately upon stepping inside, she felt her hoof fall quicker than she expected, making her yelp quickly until she felt herself stop upon reaching the next step. A staircase? It made sense that the boss had a headquarters larger than the width of a tree, but how much effort did these ponies go through to keep themselves hidden? The amount of work necessary to create a staircase inside a tree would definitely take the horsepower of more than one pony, which made her wonder just how many stallions were part of this organization.

Down and down and down they went, going beyond what Fluttershy thought had expected from a regular basement, but it made sense. The further underground they went, the better it would be for a secret criminal syndicate. She was just hoping that she knew what she was getting herself into. Then again, though, the only thing she knew for sure was that she had no idea what she had in store.

“Who’s this?”

The yellow pegasus froze. Sitting in front of her was no stallion, but a white mare not much older than herself with her cyan mane tied up in a ponytail, sitting behind a desk of the same bark made from the wood of the tree where they stood. The way she was sizing up Fluttershy made her feel like she could see each of her measurements just by glancing at her, which made the pink-maned mare shrink in self-consciousness.

This… was King Pin?

Then, humbly bowing, the stallion who brought her said, “Boss, this girl here wants to er… volunteer her services.”

The boss looked her up and down one more time, raising an eyebrow before she finally said, “Very well. Bring her in. I have a client in Marezambique who’s been looking for a pegasus about her size and shape. Have her sent to get her tail fixed and tracking device installed. Oh, and try to find a blue collar. Her buyer loves the color blue.”

Suddenly, as the stallion from earlier began pulling her away, Fluttershy’s eyes went wide. “M-my tail?” she said quizzically. “W-w-what’s going to happen to my tail?”

“You’ll see in a minute, girlie,” the stallion said, tugging her again for good measure. “C’mon. Those are the orders.”

“Actually, I’m not so sure I want to go through with this after all. Maybe I should just go back to my cottage.”

A loud ‘Thud!’ silenced the room. As Fluttershy’s eyes followed the origin of the sound, she was once again met with the white mare’s gaze, although now that her eyes had stopped analyzing her, she could see how much anger she held behind them.

“I think there may have been a misunderstanding,” she said, rising from her seat and approaching the pegasus, who shrank yet again. “You no longer get the option to make your own decisions, filly. You are a slave now. You’re never going to be allowed to go back to your cozy little cottage ever again. Whether you chose to be here or not, you are now our property, and you will do as we say. Have I made myself clear?”

“Y-yes, boss,” the stallion said, bowing again, which made Fluttershy reflexively mirror his posture, even though she probably should have been the one answering the question.

Finally, the mare’s glare came to an end, followed by a disgusted scoff. “Oh, shut up, Pawn Scum. Both of you get out of my sight.”

Both ponies were too frightened to say another word, but nevertheless, they both bowed as the stallion quietly led Fluttershy into another dark room where she would be prepped for her now involuntary servitude. As King Pin returned to her desk, organizing a pile of bits before typing into her calculator, she sent Fluttershy one last glance, which basically told her everything she needed to know about what she would be experiencing from here on out. She was never going to be treated well again. She was going to be used and considered as property, in every meaning of the word. She would never see her friends or the animals for the rest of her life, just because whoever owned her wouldn’t think she deserved the kind of care that a pony deserved.

The worst part, though, was that a small smile was creeping up in the back of her mind. She was brought to Equestria to be somepony’s doormat, after all, and maybe this just meant that she was really, truly going to live up to her potential.

*****

By the time she arrived in the caravan where she would soon be shipped away, nopony she knew would have recognized her. The blue collar alone was enough to confuse her with somepony else, but her fur had been tattooed with various insignia that went with the golden rings that had been placed around her legs. Her tail had been cut to about half its length and braided in a way where it would intrinsically stick up, making it painful for her when she finally sat down to be shipped. The most painful part, though, and easily the most embarrassing, was that her new owner had specifically requested that her clitoris be pierced with his own insignia, essentially branding her as his own. She felt humiliated, but for some reason she didn’t yet understand, she couldn’t wait to get there.

“Here,” Pawn Scum said, handing a sheet of paper over to the pegasus. “The boss wants you to sign this. She feels bad for you.”

Fluttershy looked over the paper, which was ironically completely filled with legal jargon despite being the receipt for an illicitly illegal purchase. Upon reaching the bottom of the page, however, she saw a dotted line where the owner was to sign, and just beside that was the price the buyer was paying for her.

“Five hundred bits?” she said with an eyebrow raised.

“Yeah, but you’s technically still you’re own owner. You can still turn down the sale if you wanna.” Fluttershy couldn’t believe it. Her body, her life, every part of her being was being sold to a complete stranger for the same price as fifty cherries. “You should turn it down! I’ve never seen the boss give somepony the option to negotiate a deal before! Then again, I’ve never seen anypony volunteer themselves before either.”

As Pawn Scum attempted to persuade her away from the deal, however, Fluttershy grabbed a quill with her wing and immediately signed her name. Her freedom was gone, but now she had five hundred bits to use as she pleased.

“Can I just ask one favor, though?” she asked, to which Pawn Scum scratched at his head.

“Sure, but I dunno how I can help you at this point.”

“Can you make sure that my friends end up getting this? I have five of them back home, so it should work out for each of them to get the same amount.”

Pawn Scum scratched his head, shrugging in confusion. “I guess so. It is your money, after all, though I don’t really know how you’d go about usin’ it yourself considerin’... uh…”

Considering that she was a slave now. She even had the tattoos and piercing to prove it.

With her life signed away and the bits now under Pawn Scum’s control for him to hopefully disperse among her friends, they really didn’t have any need to continue waiting. The caravan itself was basically a regular transportation wagon with a tarp draped over them so that nopony could see what was inside, and as the stallion poked his head out to communicate with the driver, the wagon slowly began to move. This was it. In just a few hours, the life Fluttershy had enjoyed for years would come to an end forever.

The ride over was grueling, just because Fluttershy and Pawn Scum were completely alone together in complete silence with nothing but their thoughts to entertain them. Fluttershy couldn’t help but wonder, was Pawn Scum judging her for doing this? Did he pity her? She had always been self-conscious, but now that she was in a completely unfamiliar environment, she couldn’t help but feel like everything she did was going to make ponies think lowly of her. Then again… wasn’t that the point?

“We’re here,” the stallion said, opening up the caravan and pulling Fluttershy away from her thoughts. A bright light immediately shone through the opening of the tarp, causing the pegasus to shield her eyes from how much her pupils had acclimated to the dark ride there. As soon as she stepped out, the first thing she noticed was just how different this place was in comparison to anywhere else she’d been (and she could honestly say that she had been to a lot of places in Equestria).

“Where are we?” she asked.

“Marezambique. This is where you’re gonna be stayin’ from now on.”

They had arrived in nothing short of a jungle, surrounded by tall trees covered in vines and wooden huts along the dirt terrain. Then, coming out of a hut on top of one of the trees surrounding them, a large male zebra made his way into the light, smiling down on them as he descended down a rope bridge. He looked nothing short of a king, wearing a golden necklace around his neck and a blue robe that draped down his shoulders. He appeared to be about ten to fifteen years older than she was, but his build suggested that he was just as strong as any stallion half his age.

“So good it is to see you here!” the zebra said, approaching the two of them with a bow. “You made it safe, so it appears.”

As the zebra humbly continued to bow, Pawn Scum nudged Fluttershy and said as discreetly as he could, “You’d better bow back. Iqwarha is pretty important in these parts.” Fluttershy looked back at Pawn Scum in confusion, but once the message sunk in, she quickly lowered her head, keeping it close to the ground while she waited for the zebra to rise again.

“I believe you have received my fee, but it there more you need from me?”

“Naw, that’ll do it.” Pawn Scum then tapped Fluttershy in the back to communicate that she was allowed to stand up tall again, but she still looked up to meet eyes with the zebra before moving, just to make sure it was alright with him. “So uhh, this here’s Fluttershy. She’s gonna be your servant from now on.”

She still wasn’t sure what to do at this point, but she held out her hoof regardless, bowing her head humbly. “It’s a p-p-pleasure to meet you, Your Highness.” The zebra stood still for several moments, making Fluttershy’s heart race, but he soon erupted into a roar of laughter, once again confusing her as to what the cultural norms were for this place.

“I think I’m going to like this one. She seems like she’s lots of fun.” Fun? That word had never been used to describe her before, but she’d take it either way. “Although one problem I still see is what I’ll have your new name be.”

“N-new name?”

“Something a little more dignified, at least more so than Fluttershy. It’s time your old life disappeared so you can start your new life here.”

“O-OK, Mr. Iqwarha, sir. I mean--Your Highness.”

The zebra stallion put his hoof to his chin as he thought deeply, and then, with a large smile coming across his face, he beamed down at Fluttershy and said, “Farasi is the perfect name! It burns my heart with mighty flames!”

“Alright, then,” Pawn Scum said, giving Fluttershy--or rather, Farasi--one final look of pity. “I guess I’ll just eh… Leave you two get to know each other then.”

“You have given me a treat! It’s only sad you have to leave.”

“Yeah, well, I’ll let King Pin know you’re happy with the purchase. Take care, Iqwarha.”

The zebra then waved goodbye as Pawn Scum ducked his head and turned around, getting back into the caravan where he would never be seen again. Fluttershy’s heart was racing now more than ever. It was finally beginning to set in. She was going to live as this zebra’s slave for the rest of her life, and if he ever felt like he wasn’t satisfied with her, he could legitimately have her killed without any repercussions! She would have to consistently please him forever, but if he ever decided he wanted another slave--assuming he didn’t already have more than one--she would have to do everything she could to keep herself as his favorite. She had never been anypony’s favorite anything before!

She tried not to show it, but she was already starting to hyperventilate, breathing in and out of her nose at a rapid pace while she bit down on her lower lip to hide her anxiety. Unfortunately for her, however, she immediately realized how terrible she was at keeping her emotions on the inside as she felt Iqwarha’s hoof travel down her shoulder, rubbing up and down her foreleg before resting his hoof underneath her chin. With a gulp, Fluttershy’s gaze rose until she met his, framed perfectly with a seductive grin.

“We should leave here, little one, so the two of us can have some fun.”

As Iqwarha turned to head up the rope bridge to his hut, the yellow pegasus felt a cold shiver run down her spine. She had been in this faraway land for no more than five minutes, and he was already cutting to the chase? Even if in vain, Fluttershy was hoping he would at least let her wait until nighttime, especially considering the fact that she had to mentally prepare herself more than most mares! After all… this would be her first time...

Fluttershy followed quietly behind the zebra, looking around at all the inhabitants of Marezambique and immediately looking away when she made eye contact. They were all giving her the same sleazy grin, like they knew exactly what Iqwarha was going to do to her. Then, once they arrived into his chambers, she realized for herself how the two of them were going to be spending their night together. His room had a wide variety of instruments for each of his fantasies ranging from whips, a leash, blindfolds, hoofcuffs, and plenty more just like it.

Just as Fluttershy was beginning to sweat, Iqwarha slowly sniffed up the side of her neck with a satisfied sigh, making her tremble once more. Then, with a low chuckle, he said, “I cannot promise this won’t hurt, so I’ll let you choose what we do first.”

Chapter 2

Fluttershy had no idea what she was supposed to say. Even if she could pick one of the sexual activities that he undoubtedly wanted to do with her, there was no way she could bring herself to make the words come out of her mouth. She was new to the entire world of sexuality, let alone how a domestic servant was supposed to perform in her new role, which meant that reading his unspoken wishes was nothing short of impossible.

If she were being honest, Fluttershy didn’t want to do any of it. She had spent the entire ride over believing that she was going to at least get eased into her new role as sex slave; she was no where close to being ready to please her new master! All she could think about was what would hurt the least, and as embarrassing as it was to say, there was only one thing that would please him without causing pain to herself.

“W-we could…” she began, looking down at her hooves and tracing a circle on the floor. “Start with… um… m-my mouth… if that’s OK.”

Fluttershy flinched as if she already knew that the suggestions would be met with displeasure, but after squeezing her eyes shut for a few moments, the next sound she heard was… laughter? Then, upon opening her eyes again, she saw that Iqwarha was holding onto his gut while he bellowed out a loud chuckle, making the yellow pegasus tilt her head in confusion.

“Great idea, my small friend! Nothing I’d rather recommend!”

She was surprised that her idea actually worked, but before she could celebrate internally, she quickly realized what this meant she had to do. Without wasting any time, the zebra took a seat at the foot of his bed nearby, spreading his hind legs apart to reveal his shaft making its way out of his sheath. It actually would have been impressive how big he was--although Fluttershy didn’t exactly have many experiences to compare it to--until she realized that the bigger it was, the harder it was going to be to get into her mouth.

“Oh, my. That’s a pretty big… um… wow.”

With shaking hooves, the yellow pegasus got to her knees, reaching out for the black phallus in front of her, but the moment she touched his skin, she reflexively pulled her hoof back in fear. It wasn’t the fear of what she would have to do with it that scared her as much as the new feeling of unfamiliarity that sent shivers through her spine the moment her hoof made contact. Once she realized what she had done, however, she quickly raised her gaze to the zebra above her, and just as she had feared, he was looking down at her with a stern, angry glare.

“What seems to be the problem, mare? Is there something of which I’m unaware?”

“N-no, Mr. Iqwarha, s-sir,” Fluttershy replied, lowering her head nervously. “It’s just, I’m still s-sort of new to umm--EEP!”

As the yellow pegasus stumbled over her words, trying to explain her own self-consciousness, the zebra grabbed her by the mane and lifted her up to his eye level. “You still don’t know your place in this land. You will call me ‘Master,’ understand?"

“I’m sorry! I--Yes, Master! I understand!”

Iqwarha continued to scowl at the timid pony, making her quiver and shake as she hung in the air. “I guess your mistake won’t lead to your ruin, so long as you return to what you were doing.”

For a brief moment, Fluttershy stopped shaking long enough to try and grasp what he was telling her, but before she could completely interpret his words, the zebra stallion forced the mare back onto his pelvis, immediately deepthroating Fluttershy. Her immediate reaction was to try and push herself away, but the more she tried pushing herself off of Iqwarha, the more he held her onto his shaft, making her eyes water as his length went deeper down her throat. She knew she couldn’t keep fighting him, seeing as how it sounded like if she didn’t do as he asked, he would go straight to beating her, so even though she was gagging as she tried to pull air into her lungs, she began rolling her tongue around his skin, making his head fall back in pleasure.

“That’s right, Farasi. Keep on going. I haven’t even finished growing.”

He still wasn’t even at full mass yet? She had to squeeze her eyes closed to keep herself from gagging as she felt his penis travel even further into her mouth, stiffening up the more her tongue traveled around his length. The good news was that Iqwarha seemed to be enjoying it, now making pleasurable sighs as his grip around her changed from a forceful push to a playful shove on the back of her head. Gradually--painfully, but gradually--she began to grow accustomed to the feeling, allowing herself to gently open her eyes so she could look up at her master as her head slowly bobbed back and forth against his crotch.

By this point, Fluttershy’s head was guiding Iqwarha’s hoof more than vice versa, which was both a relief as well as an added pressure that she now had to get through this ordeal without his guidance. In her best attempt to read his mind, the pegasus leisurely pulled her lips back, dragging against the edges of his member until she arrived at the tip, where she licked up and down playfully. The zebra then let out another audible sigh, allowing Fluttershy to breathe her own sigh of relief through her nose. She was still nervous about messing up, but she was at least proud of herself for doing a good job so far, even if she didn’t exactly know where to go from here.

Fortunately for her, however, (or rather unfortunately, as she would soon find out), she wouldn’t need to be the one making all the decisions for much longer. After a few more bobs of her head, pushing back her gag reflexes for as long as she could, the zebra finally pulled her head off of his groin, trailing saliva and preseminal fluids between her tongue and his penis. Fluttershy quickly inhaled as much air as she could, inadvertently coughing from the sudden amount of oxygen in her throat, but once she realized how offensive this probably looked, she quickly turned her gaze up back to her master with panic on her face.

“I-I’m sorry, M-Master! I didn’t mean to--”

To her surprise, though, Iqwarha simply laughed it off, making Fluttershy even more perplexed as to what offended him and what amused him. She would have to learn that difference quick, because if she made any unintentional wrong moves, he would be able to retaliate in any way that he wanted. The very idea of it scared the living daylights out of her, but at the same time, she regrettably savored it more than she should have.

“I think my dick is wet enough. Perhaps we should move on to something more rough?”

His tone made it sound like a question, but the way he was smiling at her made it very clear that this was less of a suggestion and more of a command. With her hooves shaking, Fluttershy bowed her head and said, “Whatever you’d like, Master.”

With Fluttershy’s head still low to the floor, Iqwarha slowly walked past her, rubbing his chin as he examined the props he had decorated around his room. Even though she couldn’t see anything other than the wooden floor beneath them, she could feel his gaze moving up her legs, around her rump, and all the way up to the edge of her tail. She gulped silently, but kept her composure otherwise the same.

“Aha! I’ve found the perfect thing! Now, close your eyes and fold your wings.”

Finally, raising her head from the floor, she did as she was told, remaining surprisingly calm until she felt something unexpected covering her eyes. She almost gasped and opened them up again without thinking, but before that could happen, she bit her tongue gently, allowing the stallion to finish doing whatever he was doing before moving the slightest muscle. Then, she felt something tugging at her neck, and this time she didn’t have much choice of how to react. Fluttershy immediately gagged from the feeling of something forcefully tugging at her collar, and upon reflexively opening her eyes, she saw… nothing. She was blindfolded! Not only was she being choked, she couldn’t even tell by what! Plus, she had no idea what Iqwarha was going to do to her! All she could do was wait in anxious anticipation to experience whatever degrading act he had in mind next, and just the thought of it was making her legs shake, no matter how still she tried to be.

Finally, as she stopped fighting back against the grip of whatever was tugging at her, she began to hear a metallic sound coming from behind her, easing up on her neck as she slowly walked backwards. A chain? He must have just put a leash on her, which made more sense once she realized that she had already seen one attached to the wall when she walked in. What was he going to do that required her to be blindfolded and bolted to a wall, though?

Whack!

Fluttershy held back a tear, physically grimacing from an overwhelming pain that seared through her flank. Was she bleeding? Or was she just sweating? Either way, she was doing all she could not to yelp out in both surprise and agony as yet again, another strike lashed out against her backside. Then, as if that weren’t humiliating enough, the zebra grabbed hold of Fluttershy’s tail and lifted it higher into the air, giving her one more smack for good measure, this time causing her to audibly grunt.

“That’s right, Farasi. You’re doing well, but if you need, you’re free to yell.”

Whack!

“Aaahhnnn!”

It hurt so bad! She was in so much pain! Why, then…? Why… did she moan out like that?

She knew she came to Marezambique to be a sex slave, and she knew that it meant that the rest of her life was going to look like this. Most mares would be terrified of just the thought of going through what she was going through, let alone volunteering themselves to be in her position! If that was the case, then why was it that when he hit her, it actually felt… kinda good?

Fluttershy shook her head. Yes, she volunteered to come here. That was a mistake, though! There was no way that getting whipped felt--

Whack!

“Ahhh! So good…”

As if on reflex alone, Fluttershy slapped her hoof to her mouth, like she could somehow take back what she just said by pretending like nopony heard her. Unfortunately, however, as soon as the words escaped her mouth, she could hear Iqwarha laughing behind her.

“Yes, my dear. Let it out. This is what you’ve dreamt about.”

Whack!

“Mmm! Masterr!”

Why was she doing this? Why was she feeling like this?! This whole thing was absolutely crazy!

By the same token, though, Iqwarha wasn’t wrong... The reason she came to Marezambique in the first place was so that she could be used just like this, to be somepony’s personal plaything, to feel like she was bringing out the most of her talents. She wasn’t meant to take care of animals her whole life; she belonged here, getting destroyed by her zebra master, and every time he whipped her flank, she felt a strike of pure bliss, far more than any sting that it caused. It didn’t matter that this was most mares’ biggest fear. To her, it was the one way she could really prove to herself that she was useful, and it was the biggest adrenaline rush of her life.

In the next moment, she felt another strike against her flank, but this time, he had used his bare hoof to smack against the area that had already been reddened by the whip. At least, she was hoping that he had left a red mark. She was in so much pain in that one spot that she was close to letting a trail of tears run down her face, and it would all be worth it if she could prove to the world what she let her master do to her.

“Keep your tail raised to the sky. It pleases me when it’s up high.”

Fluttershy then did as she was told, lowering her front hooves while lifting her backside further up into the air, allowing him to grab hold and lift her rear end with one hoof while he spanked her with another. Her tongue was practically rolling out of her mouth, letting go of the hesitancies she was carrying earlier as gradually, she let her carnal side take control, revelling in his dirty display of affection. Even though it hurt, she wanted more. She wanted him to use her, to break her, to fulfill all of his sickest desires onto her, just so she could feel that rush of pleasing somepony like nopony else could.

After every smack, it felt like her forelegs would collapse, losing all of her energy from the force of his commanding blows, but she held her ground, keeping herself up for as long as she could. If her master was strong enough to keep going, so was she. Every time she felt like she was going to break, she told herself that this next one had to be his last, suffering collision after collision after collision. Finally, just when she noticed that she had been holding in her breath, about to pass out from the lack of oxygen, Iqwarha gently began to set Fluttershy down, her hooves wobbling as soon as they made contact with the floor.

“Master,” she cooed. “That felt so good.”

“Are you ready for part two? I have a treat in store for you.”

She couldn’t even imagine what he would do to her next, but she was dying to find out. Then, nodding her head, she said, “Yes, Master. I think I’d really like that.”

Of course, whether or not she consented was completely irrelevant, and she knew that. Part of her wanted to tell him no, just so that he could force himself onto her, but he probably wouldn’t enjoy it as much if he had to work for it, which would ruin the entire point of doing it.

Regardless, however, a sudden feeling below made her shoulders twinge together as another shock travelled up her spine, a shock so powerful that it made her jaw drop, refusing to close back up again. An unexpected cold breeze began to travel between her legs, glistening between her hind legs as Iqwarha pulled them apart and traveling up to her marehood, gently coming apart along with her legs. The sensation made her gasp, but not out of fear. She may have been nervous at first, just out of the complete unnaturality of what she was feeling, but that emotion was quickly replaced with another of absolute, unmitigated eagerness.

Iqwarha’s hoof was now beginning to slowly move up her back leg, once again causing a subtle breath to escape Fluttershy’s lips until it caught in her throat the moment he reached her ladyhood. Just the delicate sensation of his hoof barely tracing against her labia was causing the dopamine to spin in circles within her mind, creating a heartbeat much faster than she was used to. After that, however, her eyes went wide. Even through her blindfold, it must have been obvious how much her pupils had dilated, because if just the gentle graze of her labia was enough to get her heart pumping, the feeling of having her pussy spread open must have been the biggest shot of adrenaline she’d ever experienced.

“I much admire your clitoris ring. You wear the emblem of a king!”

That’s right! She had grown so accustomed to wearing it over the past few hours that she almost forgot she was wearing it! She was so happy she could make her master happy, even if it meant permanently branding parts of her body to prove her loyalty. He hadn’t said anything about the tattoos on her body that followed the same pattern as his own stripes, but she was sure that he still admired them as well, whether or not he ever chose to say anything about it.

Right when her mind was about to go off track, however, she quietly squeaked as another sensation made its way across her nethers, causing her to freeze like an ice sculpture. The feeling was wet yet nimble, dancing across her folds all the way up to her clitoris, where it swiped back and forth against her clitoris ring. It was more painful than pleasant at first, but once there was a steady rhythm circling back and forth across her most sensitive location, she instinctively put a hoof to her mouth, her cheeks growing a bright crimson.

Then, with Iqwarha’s hooves grabbing onto her reddened flank for support, he leisurely began to slide his tongue inside her orifice, making Fluttershy’s eyes squeeze tight together. She had never felt anything like this before. She was happy enough just allowing Iqwarha to use her as he pleased, but the things he was doing with his mouth seemed like they were meant just for her, leaving her feeling guilty (but horny nonetheless). Again, his tongue slid further down into her vagina, causing small moans to escape her throat, barely shielded by her lips as she attempted to keep the embarrassing noises to herself.

All of a sudden, however, the zebra pulled himself away from her vulva, leaving the poor mare in distressed confusion. This was the first time she’d ever felt something like this before, and although she didn’t want to sound greedy--especially since this was her master’s time, after all--she yearned to have that feeling caressing her lady parts once again. As she looked back at the zebra, however, she saw that he was beginning to stand on his hind legs, unsheathing his massive member once again and angling it between her thighs. Was this it? Was she finally going to experience what all the mares back home said was the greatest feeling in Equestria?

Iqwarha slowly, casually began to bring his shaft up between her legs, teasing at her folds before deciding to penetrate her. There was a slight pain from her clitoris as his dick poked at her outer layer a little more forcefully than his tongue, but the discomfort just led her to a higher degree of anticipation, begging for him to just get it over with and use her like he wanted. To her surprise, however, rather than sliding himself in once he reached the perfect angle to dive into, he pulled himself away entirely, making her wonder what was going on.

Did she do something wrong? Was there some kind of subtle cue that she hadn’t picked up on? Did he not actually want to have sex with her after al--

“Eep!”

Fluttershy’s eyes went wide again and immediately squeezed back shut from the sudden sensation that was making her mind break. This wasn’t what she was expecting at all! Rather than a soothing pleasure inside her vagina, she was dealing with a massive amount of pain as Iqwarha forced the entirety of his cock into her tight, little opening. She wanted to unblindfold herself so that she could look back at her master and see whether or not he even noticed how much agony he was putting her through. Maybe he was so immersed into what he was doing, though, that he hadn’t even realized that rather than putting himself into her vagina, he had pushed his entire length into her anus.

“Mmm, Farasi, you are so tight. Your asshole fills me with delight.”

And after that one sentence, Fluttershy didn’t care whether or not it hurt anymore. So long as she was making her owner happy, there was nothing that could ruin how good she felt. She was actually making somepony experience a joy that they would only experience with her, and she wasn’t ruining the experience for him! Fluttershy had never felt this confident, like she was so naturally good at something that whatever agony she felt in her rear, it was automatically replaced with another dopamine rush inside her brain.

Besides, maybe the uncomfortable feeling was just a knee-jerk reaction. After all, now that she was growing accustomed to Iqwarha being inside her, her dread was quickly replaced by the same kind of bliss she was feeling from earlier. She could even feel him rubbing against the sensitive spots within her vagina just from how roughly he was inserting himself through her backdoor.

Then, in a fit of newfound confidence, Fluttershy bounced her rump backwards, sliding even more of the zebra’s length into her anal cavity and rubbing her backside against his pelvis. She could hear him chuckle under his breath, which brought a smile to her own face until yet again, she was caught off guard by the zebra grabbing the back of her mane and pulling like it was a rein around her mouth. In her mind, though, this just meant that she was making her master so horny that he couldn’t keep it to himself. As far as she knew, she was doing a good job, and pushing past the pain, she continued humping Iqwarha from behind, letting him go as deep into her butt as the two of them could manage.

His dick was somehow continuing to grow even longer, but she could also feel between her inner tunnels just how hard he was getting, condensing until there was no more skin left to pull. He must have been at full mass by this point, which was made even more evident by the fact that whenever he went in at just the right angle, he could feel his dick twitch inside her. Then to make things even better, at this newfound length, he was managing to touch all of her different sensitivities that no other stallion would possibly be able to reach. She was getting stimulated from the base of her hole up to her clitoris and all the way to her womb, and that was just from her backdoor!

Just when things were starting to heat up, though, Iqwarha pulled himself out of her butt, leaving her legs wobbling from exhaustion and twitching from the lack of dick that she had just learned to crave.

“Umm… Master?” the pegasus mumbled quietly. “Did I do something wrong?”

“I’m not quite ready to finish, my dear,” he said, and from what she could hear, he seemed to be walking to a different part of the room. “There is nothing for you to fear. After all, in just a moment, your joy will soon be overflowing.”

Fluttershy then breathed a quiet sigh of relief. She wasn’t ready to be done quite yet either, especially since she had just barely started to feel a variety of different rewarding pleasures that she’d never experienced before. She waited for as long as it took for him to calm himself down so the two of them could return to business, and in the meantime, Fluttershy held her tail up high, trying to make her butthole look as tight as it could to allure him to return to his comfort place. Then, once she could hear his hoofsteps drawing closer behind her again, she held her head up confidently, spreading her hind legs to give him an easier opening, but as she should have expected by now, things didn’t turn out like she had planned.

“OooooOOOOHH MY GOODNESS!”

Instead of returning to where they’d left off, she felt something else penetrating her from behind. It was still going into her anus, but it wasn’t his dick like she was expecting. It felt harder. Wider. More durable. Of course, she couldn’t see through the blindfold--not that it would have mattered seeing as how the entirety of the object was basically inside her already--but just based on the texture, she immediately realized that there was a toy inside her. Not just a toy, though. A buttplug, and it was much, much thicker than Iqwarha’s already gifted member.

Just as Fluttershy was getting used to the new excruciating pain in her rectum, however, she was immediately blessed with another sensation that made her completely forget about everything else. Yes, this new feeling was also painful, but it was also the most beautiful sensation she’d ever experienced, taking her breath away as her tongue slowly eased out of her mouth in ecstasy. Unlike all the other ways Iqwarha had left his mark on her today, this time she was actually drawing blood, not too much, but just enough to where she felt something snap on the inside. For the first time in her life, Fluttershy was experiencing what it was like to have a dick sliding through the most sacred part of her body, and without even taking a minute to think about what a big deal this was in Fluttershy’s life, Iqwarha had taken away her virginity.

Fortunately for Fluttershy, however, even though her hymen had been snapped at about the same time as her anus had been stretched beyond what her muscles could handle, the feeling of the zebra’s black cock pushing through her inner walls was enough to take the edge off and more. Finally, she understood why mares were so obsessed with having sex all the time. If sex really felt this good, she couldn’t imagine why anypony would ever stop! She was so horny that her inner walls were squeezing onto Iqwarha’s dick and sliding him in deeper through her vagina, despite the fact that she wasn’t used to something this big (or anything at all) ever being inside her.

At first it felt like the blood from her popped cherry was continuing to flow, but then she realized that it was something else. She was practically dripping her own feminine fluids, coating her master’s penis to allow it to slide through her more easily through her vaginal tunnel. Then, as if that weren’t good enough, Iqwarha was getting so horny that he was legitimately starting to grunt after every thrust he made. Was Fluttershy really doing that to him? Was she actually doing such a good job that he wasn’t even able to keep his noises to himself anymore?

The more she thought about it, the hornier she got, and the hornier she got, the more liquid slid down her marehood while her pussy continued to get tighter and tighter. Plus, by this point, the buttplug was starting to do its job, making her vaginal opening smaller, stimulating even more of her insides in a way that was more pleasurable than painful. It felt so good she couldn’t breathe. She was trying to pant, to moan, to do anything to make air return to her lungs, but it felt like there was a giant hole in her lungs, and the only way to fill it was more of Iqwarha’s dick.

“I’m getting so close! I hope you don’t mind…” Iqwarha smiled. “...if I wind up cumming inside.”

“D-do it, Master!” Fluttershy cried, still trying to breathe despite begging him internally to continue pounding her pussy.

Without wasting a moment, Iqwarha’s hips began to move at twice their normal speed, causing Fluttershy to inadvertently let out a high-pitched moan as she breathed out. The problem now was that she was so exhausted and out of breath, she ended up making the exact same noise every time she tried to exhale. She didn’t want to be making these noises; she was so self-conscious that he might think she was trying too hard or that her moans would turn him off, but she was so overwhelmed by the feeling inside her that she couldn’t think straight enough to make it stop.

Then it was her master’s turn to start moaning out, a sound that gave her so much pleasure that she tried to stop breathing as long as she could, just so she could hear him over the sound of her own breaths. His voice kept growing louder and louder, which made her legs wetter and wetter. Suddenly, he was grabbing hold of her waist, squeezing her with all the force he had, and just when Fluttershy had started breathing again, the air got knocked right back out of her, not by his hooves, but by something else.

Fluttershy’s jaw dropped. She let out one more loud moan, this one much longer and forceful than before, just because every time she thought she was going to stop, the same feeling kept going between her legs. Was this actually happening? Was he actually doing it? Did Fluttershy actually manage to make a stallion--

“Mmmm!” she cooed, the entire front half of her body collapsing to the floor while Iqwarha held her up by the flank, unleashing his load inside her. She could feel his cock throbbing with every ejaculation, which was much easier to feel thanks to the buttplug making her insides much more narrow. She felt every last strand of cum flood its way into her womb, which she happily allowed inside her by lifting her hind legs higher into the air, letting the semen drip its way deeper into her vagina.

It all happened so fast, like as soon as it had started, it was already over. Iqwarha waited a few moments after his dick had stopped throbbing to pull his way out of Fluttershy’s pussy, and when he finally let go, the yellow mare’s legs immediately dropped to the ground. This was probably the most exercise she had ever dealt with in her life, leaving her whole body sore and her lungs empty. Naturally, some parts of her body were in pain due to different reasons than others, but no matter how much she ached, everywhere that hurt also gave her a feeling of reward. She did it. She actually made somepony happy without being a burden to them. She was actually living out the life she’d always wanted to have for as long as she could remember, and it made her so happy.

“I’m going to get cleaned up,” the zebra said, already turning around and walking out the door. “Please do not take out your plug. We’ll be using it again soon, when we continue with round two.”

It’s not like she wanted to take it out anyway. By this point, it was almost like a prize, a trophy that stood as evidence of her very first time pleasing a stallion, probably her greatest achievement if she were being honest. When Iqwarha left the room, Fluttershy finally had a chance to breathe a long breath of relief without worrying that she would offend anypony or ruin the moment. This was her time to celebrate, relax, and try to get her mind and body ready for the next time her master required her.

Or, at least that’s what she thought…

“I thought he’d never leave! Goodness gracious, Fluttershy! How did you wind up here?!”

Just as the yellow mare was about to get some shuteye, however, she lifted her blindfold to see that an unexpected guest had made his way into the hut, floating in midair with his eagle claw and lion paw gripping at his horns in terror. She had a feeling that she would be seeing him again at some point, but she certainly didn’t expect him to show up so soon, especially since they weren’t even supposed to be having their weekly tea party for another three days!

“Discord?” she said quizzically. “What are you doing here?”

“I should be asking you the same question! Come on, Fluttershy! I’m breaking you out of here!”

In the next moment, the collar around Fluttershy’s neck fell to the floor, making the pegasus’s eyes grow wide in shock. “Discord! You put that back on right now!”

Instead of doing as he was told, however, he continued to float in the same place, giving Fluttershy a confused expression with an eyebrow raised. “I’m sorry. I guess I’m just so not used to you being so assertive that I must have heard something incorrectly. Surely you didn’t ask me to--”

“I did, Discord. If you don’t put it back on by the time my master comes back, we have no idea how upset he’ll be!”

“Your master?” Discord then pulled a giant cotton swab from behind his back and stuffed it into his ear, pulling out a wad of gunk and setting it on fire without his eyes ever leaving his friend’s. “Do my ears deceive me?! Fluttershy, what’s gotten into you?! I’m here to take you back home, don’t you get that?!”

“I get that perfectly, Discord,” the mare began, picking up the collar and trying to reattach it to her neck, “but I’m really happy here! You’re free to visit from time to time so long as my master doesn’t find out, but I’m not going back to Ponyville! Marezambique is my home now, and I don’t ever want to leave here.”

“But why, Fluttershy?”

Of course, he wouldn’t understand. Nopony ever would. Nopony except for her master and herself. Yes, this life meant that she would have to dedicate her life trying to do whatever Iqwarha required of her, with anything from death to torture if she ever screwed up, but for the first time in her life, she had confidence. She actually believed that she had what it took to be happy. She was used to being mistreated in Ponyville anyway, but here, she could really unleash her talents in a way that nopony else ever could. This was something only she could do, and it was for that very reason…

“Oh, I have my reasons.”

...that she couldn’t help but smile.