The Filly Catalogue

“Are they gone?” The light brown pegasus mare asked.

The slim, dark blue stallion looked around the corner of the door. Only the bodyguard stood there now. The guard saw him and then mumbled something into his walkie talkie. After getting a message back a moment later, the guard turned to the stallion and nodded. With no expression, the unicorn closed the door again and returned to his teammates.

“All clear.” He simply said before heading over to the bench to sit down.

“Thank Celestia!” the large white earth pony said, “Did you hear that guy? ‘I’ve watched all your matches, I learned all about how you set a record bucking distance of seven hundred and fifty-’ SHUUUT UP! That guy was a bigger nerd than even you, Merk.”

The slim unicorn adjusted his glasses, ignoring the insult from the larger brute, casually thinking to himself that Smash Dunk probably couldn't even spell the word ”Nerd”.

The pegasus mare then took her team’s Buckball shirt off, tossing it to the floor.

“Ahh, it feels so good to be out of that uniform.” She sat down on the bench next to Merk, her blonde hair still tied back in a ponytail and then laid back with her head resting on his lap. Her hind legs spread open wide separated over either side of the bench. She would always casually show off her body to both these stallions as exhibitionism was a pleasure of hers, she loved the attention it always got her. Merk smiled and silently began to straighten her mane out, casually looking at her goods from his side eye, but Smash Dunk openly ogled her, picturing all the things he’d love to do to that pussy of hers. She loved the control it gave her over most stallions.

“You trying to get me fired up, Dahlia?” The white stallion said, smirking.

“Just letting my girl get some air. Speaking of…” Dahlia turned her head to the locker, taking a moment to stare at it as her hoof casually rubbed along her lower belly. “Get her out, would you? I wanna see our new trophy.”

She could see the three of them together through the slit in the locker door, casually talking as if they hadn’t just foalnapped a filly. Her heart was racing as she tried to piece together what had happened. This day had been the best ever! She’d won an opportunity to meet the best buckball team in Equestria, she had all their autographs and even a signed winning game Buckball. Now she was paralyzed and trapped in a locker, her family were gone and she had no idea what they were going to do to her. She kept wondering who it was that took her place and tricked her family into thinking they were her. Was it a changeling? Were all these ponies changelings? That had to be it! That was the only thing that made sense to her.

Smash Dunk walked over to the locker and then opened it up, the filly was blankly looking forward towards him, her expression locked in a state of fear and panic as she couldn’t move a muscle. He lifted her out of the locker with no effort and she didn’t move. In fact she realized now that she was completely unmovable, her whole body wasn’t just paralyzed, it was stiff like a statue.

“I really wish that stuff didn’t make these foals hard as a rock.” The white stallion said, annoyed, “I like them soft and usable.”

“Stop complaining.” Merk said, “It’ll wear off in thirty minutes. She can still hear and see everything we say too, so… have fun with that.”

“Oh, you bet I will.” The mare said, cooing as she looked the pegasus filly up and down. “Don’t worry, Dunk. I’ll make sure to get her all loosened up for you.”

She then sat up with her mane now hanging down her back, got to her hooves and walked with a sway in her hips as the white stallion laid the filly down on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. Dahlia stood over the filly and looked her in the eyes before lowering herself down on top of her, getting intimately close.

“You are really pretty, you know that? I’ve always wanted a cute foal like you. You and I are gonna become very close.” She whispered sweetly into the foal's ear. ”And hey, since you're a pegasus just like me, perhaps I’ll pay to keep you with me and become your new mommy?” Wind Sprint was terrified as the mare came muzzle to muzzle with her, ”Would you like that? Would you like to come home with mommy?”

Breathing in her scent, the mare then licked her nose and the young pegasus was surprised to realize that she could feel it as Dehlia began to run her hoof over the filly’s frozen body. The mare began to kiss and suck at the young pegasus’s neck, nipping at it, moving her tongue further down her body. Wind Sprint felt disgusted, she wanted to cry out, get away, but she couldn’t move. She couldn’t even make an audible noise beyond her breathing!

“I love how soft her fur is.” Dahlia said, repeatedly kissing and randomly rubbing her hooves over the filly’s body. “Unable to move a muscle, perfectly still, yet so silky and smooth.” She travelled down and down until she stopped at her goal. The filly’s virgin mound between her slightly spread legs. Dahlia looked away from her target towards Merk.

“Oh Merk, sweetie. I’d hate for our little girl here to miss out on seeing this, could you…?”

The blue unicorn knew what she was gonna say and as he stood up, pulling a camera from his bag, he used his magic to levitate a long mirror over the filly’s head. From Wind Sprints position it was angled in a way where she could see her entire body, along with Dahlia’s. Merk then carried over the camera and got in position next to the mare’s head, pointing the camera right at Wind’s untouched cunny, taking a quick picture. The young filly was mortified as he took pictures of her exposed honey pot and all she could do was watch.

“Thank you, sweetie.” She said, giving the stallion a sultry look. He blushed red and tried to hide it, returning to aiming the camera to get the best angle between the filly’s legs. “Now, Wind, tell me when I hit that sweet spot.”

Immediately the mare dove her face into the filly’s snatch, licking her folds, sucking on her labia and biting it gently. All Wind Sprint could do was watch as the mare ravaged her underaged pussy, watch as her first sexual experience was stolen from her by this mare. She could feel everything as it happened to her, the pinch of the grown pegasus’ teeth, the wetness of the mare’s tongue, even the heat of the buckball star’s breath on her underdeveloped cunny. She tried to scream and beg for her abuser to stop, to let her go home, but nothing came out as she still had no voice. Dahlia kept lapping away at the filly, going from between her legs, to her nipples, to her inner thighs and back again, exploring the filly completely, even licking against her asshole. All the while the mare stood tall on her hind legs, spread wide, showing her now dripping pussy to the white stallion behind her.

Smash Dunk watched the show as Merk continued to snap picture after picture of the erotic scene. The huge stallion was getting so turned on now, that precum was dripping from the tip of his hardening penis. This mare was taunting him, teasing him, she knew he was right behind her. He wanted to save himself for when the filly was free from the paralyzing spell so he could properly rape her, but as she was, frozen solid, there was no way his huge cock would fit even if he tried, and he had once a few times before. It just wasn’t an option. Besides, he enjoyed it a lot more when they screamed and begged him to stop.

Unable to contain himself any longer, he jumped on top of the mare and started to poke his cock at her soaking wet entrance. Dahlia gasped aloud from the sudden weight on her back and then looked up to him.

“Oh, you dirty boy. You going to fuck me while this little filly watches?” She sounded amused by this situation and turned to look up into the mirror, looking Wind Sprint in the eyes. “Are you gonna watch as Mommy gets taken by a big horny stallion? Well don’t worry baby, you’ll have your turn with him after I’m done.”

The stallion then ploughed his huge cock into the mare and filled her up nicely. She moaned in pleasure as the beast of an earth pony thrusted in and out of her, seeking solely for his release. Fortunately, she knew he could last a while. Maybe even long enough for Wind Sprint to recover enough to take her place, not that she wanted him to stop, but for her, there was nothing more of a turn on than watching a filly lose their virginity by force.

The unicorn himself continued to snap picture after picture of the three of them, getting really good angles as the threesome continued. Tears began to fall from the corners of Wind Sprints eyes, giving the first signs of the injection’s effects wearing off. Dahlia even noticed the filly’s cunny had become softer as she plunged her face into the tight folds and the stallion thrust into the mare continuously.

The tiny pegasus was soon making moaning sounds as she started to regain control. Her whole body felt like electricity as the intense feeling started to grow inside her, squealing loudly through her still closed mouth as her clit became very sensitive to all the abuse it had already suffered, her eyes began to move and slowly she realized that she could blink again. Soon the filly was squirming a tiny amount, her hooves moving as if in slow motion, bucking at the air as Dahlia was able to move them slowly herself, getting a better angle to insert her tongue into the filly’s asshole. This caused her to shake harder and cause a pressure in her lower belly to swell up, bringing the filly closer to the edge of her first ever orgasm.

“Guys, I think she’s about to get vocal control again.” Merk said to the other two, but they didn’t say anything.

The unicorn was right. Wind Sprint started to become more audible, moaning, crying, quietly begging for help as she was looking towards the door. Paying someone would come in and save her. However it was still quiet enough that no one outside that door would hear them. Within the next few moments, her hips were bucking harder, her voice returning with a scream as the pressure down below burst out and she experienced the first orgasm of her life. Bucking wildly with the mare’s tongue still in her asshole, she came all over her rapist's face, soaking her with her first of what would be many forced orgasms that day.

Wind Sprint went fully limp on the floor and was breathing heavily, crying as the other two continued to take advantage of her. The mare slowly pulled her tongue out the filly’s behind and then slowly, in one stroke, licked the foal cum from between the filly’s glowing vulva. The mare then crawled forward, away from the stallion who immediately looked frustrated as he was so close to finishing. The pegasus grabbed the face of the young foal under her and kissed her, getting her tongue to invade the purple filly’s maw, giving her her first taste of herself.

Merk snapped another picture of this before the filly broke free of the kiss, turned her head and spat the cum out. She then screamed for help as loud as she could, which would have been just loud enough to get attention from anyone outside the door, the pegasus took a picture of her as she screamed for help. The unicorn enjoyed taking these pictures as this was a hobby of his.. Later on he’d print out these photo’s and mark them on his secret portfolio. Their first cry for help, Their first taste of cum, their first orgasm. He loved these ‘first’ moments and already had quite a collection, some he’d even take to the foals they sold later on, he thrived on those moments where they would have to relive that first time all over again, never letting them forget.

“Help!” Wind Sprint screamed, finally able to speak loud enough though still groggily. “Somepony help me!”

Dahlia kissed the struggling filly again to silence her as she kept her held down.

“Shhh, it’s okay, baby. Your new momma will take good care of you.”

“No!” The young pegasus protested, sobbing. “I want- I want my real mom! Please! Mom! Quibble Pants! Any Po-!” The mare sat on the filly’s face, trapping her head with her thighs and covering her mouth with her soaking pussy. Her air supply was being cut off, and after everything she’d already been through, she hadn’t had time to catch her breath properly.

“Shh shh shh, don’t make so much noise.” Dahlia whispered. “You can’t be heard anyway. The door has a dampening spell on it and only the three of us can open it. Well, maybe the security guard, but I’d rather not let him have a turn with you, if I can help it. Unless, of course, you misbehave. There’s a lot of guards out there that I’m sure you noticed were molesting you with their eyes. Wouldn’t want them all in here with us, would you? Unless you want to take them all at once?”

Wind Spirit struggled for air, but she shook her head as best she could. Dahlia smiled and sat up a little, no longer trapping the filly’s head between her haunches, struggling to breath against the mare’s genitals. Smash Dunk then pulled the filly, unceremoniously out from under the mare and flopped his dick down between the little pegasus’s legs, against her belly. She looked at the size of it with widening eyes, she had seen his size in the mirror and it looked bigger than any she’d seen before. Now that she was this close to it, she saw it was big enough to rip her apart!

“No, no please! I’ll do anything you say, don’t put that in me!”

The mare turned and held the filly’s head in her lap.

“It’s okay, I’ll make sure he’ll take it slow for you. And I also promise you that you’ll love it eventually, didn’t you see how much mommy loved it?”

“You’re not my mom!” Wind Sprint screamed out. Dahlia seemed taken aback by this at first and then annoyed.

“Fine then. I guess if I’m not your mommy, then I don’t have to protect you.” The mare nodded to the stallion and he grinned from ear to ear. Lifting the foal's legs up and spreading them wide, Dahlia grabbed each hind leg and held them as Merk got into position with his camera.

“Wait, No no!! Stop! Please! I don’t wanna do this! I-I’ll be good! Stop, please!” Wind Sprint begged and started to cry again. Smash Dunk lined up his cock as the filly struggled to move, held in place by the mare. “Please! O-okay! M-mommy, stop him. I’ll call you Mommy if you get him to stop!”

“I’m sorry, Baby, but you must be punished now, or else you’ll not learn your lesson. Now… scream for Mommy.”

With that, the stallion pushed the flat head of his cock to the filly’s sticky pussy and pushed into her hard. The scream echoed off the walls of the locker room and even reverb's through the showers. He stretched her beyond her limits as the unicorn took picture after picture, pictures of Wind Sprint’s tears as they fell down the sides of her face, crying out and screaming from the pain, pictures of the stallion's cock, buried as deep in her pussy as it could go, wet and covered in the blood of her torn hymen, pictures of Dahlia as she brought herself to orgasm, masturbating over the filly’s face. And many pictures of Wind Sprint's abused pussy as she came again at the same time the stallion came inside her.

This whole ordeal lasted for what felt like forever for the filly. The three of them all took turns with the poor filly in many different positions. Anal over the bench, double penetrated in each orifice, mouth and pussy, mouth and ass, ass and pussy. Wind Sprint blacked out several times during all this, she remembered waking up once to find herself in the shower with Dahlia, the mare fondling her genitals while cleaning her up, only for Smash Dunk to see her with long wet hair and a silky shiny coat which made his erection grow harder and he raped her again.

The next time she woke up, she awoke to find that she had been tied up, gagged, blind folded, and thrown inside of, what felt like, a large sack. Gagged and bound, she painfully started to wiggle about, but stopped when she realized that something was stuffed in both her pussy and her asshole. Both were incredibly sore and any movement just caused her agony.

“Baby, are you awake?” Wind Sprint immediately froze. Dahlia was next to her. “Well, I just wanna say I loved our time together, but sadly we have… sponsors that really wanted to have you work for them and I’m afraid that I couldn’t get them to part with you for me.” The filly felt like this was disingenuous. Like she didn’t really mean it. “But, don’t you worry, mommy will come visit you soon. Promise!” Suddenly the filly felt a hoof stroke against her side, through the burlap sack. “And here’s a little gift for you on your long trip.”

The sound of a click of a button caused the vibrator in her pussy to come to life. Immediately Wind Sprint bucked against her restraints in pain, then another click, this one causing the anal vibrator to begin buzzing loudly, making the filly’s already extremely sore genitals ignite like fire once again.

“I hope you enjoy this, Baby. You can thank Mommy next time.”

Wind Sprint’s nightmare wasn’t over yet. And as the sound of a lid closes over her along with a locking noise, followed up by a further two carriage doors closing, she realized that her nightmare was just beginning.