Author's Note

The chapter in which one of Fluttershy's captors has an episode. So, this one is meant to poke at Snatch's brain a little bit, and given that he is as sadistic and self-important as he is, this goes poorly for Flutters. This will be expanded on next time, and the next chapter will be Flutter's perspective.

God Complex

Word went out with the morning newspaper that the search for the missing Element of Harmony had to be downscaled. It had been two weeks since she had disappeared on her way to a wildlife expedition and the royal guard had exhausted themselves searching miles and miles of forest and investigating nearby villages. Nopony knew they were searching the wrong half of the country. Snatch had tossed the paper down next to Fluttershy’s morning oats, a transparent attempt to hurt her that much more. It worked. Even though Fluttershy had already given up on being rescued, it still wounded her to see that the ponies looking for her were giving up too.

It was hard to read in the dimly lit basement, but the newspaper was the first time Fluttershy had been given anything to occupy her mind since her abduction. So, she devoured every word multiple times as the hours passed. It helped stave off the boredom, but it didn’t make the truth any harder to read. It was fairly normal for Fluttershy to be left alone for hours at a time, even during waking hours. The only times she saw the stallions was when they would feed her, or when they wanted to use her. Otherwise, she was left to herself. The basement was almost comforting in those hours. She could curl up in the darkness and let her mind drift to places she wasn’t.

Fluttershy found herself wondering what was happening with her cottage. The search was still going, so she doubted her parents would sell it yet, and Dr. Fauna was probably taking care of her animals. The cottage was likely just empty now. She missed home. With the search being downscaled, Fluttershy wondered how long before even her friends stopped looking for her. It would happen eventually. She liked to believe they loved her enough to search forever, but she knew better than that. Everypony gives up hope eventually. She had.

It was beginning to feel completely normal to just have a slave to use whenever Column wanted. There had been exhilaration and even some worry when he’d first helped abduct the bitch, but with it becoming more and more certain that Snatch was right and that they were going to get away with it, the stallion grew increasingly comfortable with his new situation. He flipped a hay-pancake for himself, making sure it was just the right shade of brown, then he poured out a bowl of tasteless oats for the slave. It was time for his morning fun.

“Knock knock, bitch. Time to eat.” He shouted down the stairs as he carried the food down. By the time he reached the bottom, the slut was already in position next to the post she was chained to. “Well, doing as you were told.” He was amused both by her obedience and by the pain he saw in her eyes. She was not looking forward to what he was going to do to her, and it made him hard just thinking about how humiliated she must feel, just waiting for him to use her.

Column unlatched her from the post, freeing her. It occurred to him that this was the first time he had been down here alone with her while she was untied. If she had even an ounce of courage, she would try to overpower him and then run. Snatch was out of the house, she might be able to pull it off. However, she wouldn’t do it. Every time he was around her, he could tell how scared she was of him. As terrified as she was about her new life, she was clearly much more scared of dying. So, she wouldn’t be trying to run, that much was clear. As the chain hit the ground, the mare gulped nervously, but she didn’t move.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Put that mouth to use.” He snapped. Fluttershy squeaked fearfully, then with some confusion, got under him and placed her mouth around his hardened cock. He had normally gotten into a position that made it easier for her to please him, but he had wanted to see how she’d react. The good little slut had reacted well, but there was still plenty of time left in the day for her to fuck up.

Fluttershy licked at the base of his shaft, feeling his balls brush against her cheek as she turned her head to better angle herself to move up to his head. She wrapped her lips around him, tongue poking gently against the tip of his soft flesh. The salty taste of precum and familiar smell caused her mind to switch to automatic. She was barely there anymore as her body did what it was made for. That thought used to hurt more, now it just felt natural. Weeks of being here had worn at her soul, and Fluttershy now realized that soon, she might not even care about her fate. Besides, sometimes they were nice. With empty eyes and an emptier soul, Fluttershy closed her eyes and felt hot cum jet out and cover her face.

“That’s a good bitch. I’ll be sure to tell Snatch how well behaved you’ve been this morning.”

“Th…Thank you.” The lingering fear was clear in her eyes. Column could tell she was worried he wasn’t done with her. She was right about that.

“Now, lie down.” He commanded. With a squeak, Fluttershy did as she was told. Column walked to the other end of the room and picked up the roll of tape that was there. It had been a while since they had used that, Snatch had insisted on letting the bitch stay untied when they weren’t around just so long as she behaved. It was clear that the unicorn was getting into the slave’s head, so Column was fine with following his instructions. Luckily for him, Snatch had explained, none of this counted when she was in use. Her good behavior meant she got small benefits when they weren’t doing anything with her, but nothing she did would stop him from hurting her when it would turn him on to do so.

“Is this fine?” The slut asked, laying on her stomach.

“It works.” He could see her eyes glued to the tape in his hoof. She had made it clear she hated being tied up, which just made his idea for the day’s entertainment all the better. Once he reached her, he started ripping pieces of the tape free. The whore’s eyes started to water, but she didn’t say anything. If Snatch were here, she might have tried to beg or offer an alternative. He wouldn’t have listened, but she still would have tried. The cunt knew better than to even ask Column. All she would get for her trouble would be a swift slap at best.

“Keep your hooves together.” He said coldly, and the bitch followed his simple instructions. In Column’s mind, there wasn’t much else she was good for, especially now that he owned her. Taking his first strip of tape, he placed it over her mouth. Her eyes met his for a second as he did and he saw how empty they were. There were tears there, but the bitch had at least partially retreated into her own mind. That wouldn’t last long, he would see to that. Next, he tied her front hooves together, then he wrapped tape around her chest and back to restrain her wings. Walking to the other side of the room for a moment, he retrieved a spreader bar from a table of toys that Snatch had set up in the basement the night before. Attaching the tool to the bitch’s legs, she was now as restrained as she had ever been. Lastly, Column placed a wide strip over her eyes to blindfold her. He wanted her to experience this next part without any distraction.

“Finally, you’re dressed for the day.” He spat. If it weren’t for Column, this is how he would keep her all the time. While he understood his partner’s reasons, it still felt wrong to him to give his slave anything. Leave the bitch tied up. Feed her and keep her clean, but in his mind slaves didn’t deserve anything beyond what was necessary for them to stay alive.

The stallion was already hard again, both from the sight of the restrained pony and at the memories of his past life. He grabbed the slut by her waist and lifted her up. He could hear her muffled cry of fear. That cry grew louder as he began to fuck her. The loud slapping as he railed into her as hard as he could mixed with her gagged sobbing. It was pathetic. Two weeks in and he would have thought she’d had gotten over it by now. Not that he was complaining; he liked it better this way.

“She really is noisy.” Snatch said, startling both Column and the slut.

—

It was a wonderful sight to greet him now that he was home. Snatch’s little slave being abused by his thug of a companion. It made him hard just seeing how helpless Fluttershy looked as her body was rocked against the cold floor. Thudding his way down the stairs, he gave Column a small wave.

“Don’t mind me, I’m just enjoying the show.” He said, settling down on the mattress he’d purchased for his slave. Column shrugged, then renewed his efforts. Fluttershy’s ears twitched, knowing Snatch was in the room, and the dread she felt knowing she wouldn’t be done even after Column was finished was clearly noticeable in how her body shrunk in on itself even more. Snatch slowly stroked himself as he stared at the mare’s face. Tape covered her eyes and mouth, but Snatch could still clearly see how she reacted to every thrust. Finally, it was over, and Column came inside of the bound mare, grunting loudly as he did. His hooves dug into the soft flesh of her thigh as he buried himself as far in as he could.

“Fuck, that is good! This never gets old.” Column said, harshly patting the mare on the back and making her jolt.

“It really doesn’t.” Snatch agreed. Fluttershy just quietly sniffled. She was miserable. Snatch was going to make her far more miserable. “Why don’t you go take a nap? I’d like some private time with our toy.” Column shrugged and disappeared up the stairway. Fluttershy tilted her head around, listening for where Snatch was as the stallion quietly paced around her. There was something beautiful about a mare like Fluttershy, all tied up for him. It was like receiving a gift. Snatch had always had an inflated ego, even he would admit to that. However, seeing someone who was once so important, so free, bound and gagged at his mercy made him feel large like he hadn’t in years.

“Look at you.” He said. “Well, I suppose you can’t right now, can you?” A cold laugh echoed through the small basement. Fluttershy was sucking in breath through her nose, but he saw her head tilt in his direction, his cock twitching as he saw her restrained form try to turn even just a bit. Walking over to the table of toys, he levitated a few new vibrators up. He’d purchased these just the other day. It was time to test them out. “You were an element of harmony, one of the most famous ponies in the world. I’ve been reading about you, just so you know; your little escapade as a fashion model, your adventures with your friends, kidnapping the princess’s bird of all things. You’ve done so much, been so much.” The toys clattered down around her as he dropped the levitation. His cock was so hard it almost hurt as he poked it against her cheek. “Now what are you? Mine.” He used his magic to remove the tape from her mouth and saw her lips quivering. “What are you?”

“I’m yours.” She mumbled miserably.

“That’s right.” His blood was pumping faster as he soaking in the mental high hearing those words gave him. “You’re mine. I get to use that cute body of yours whenever I want. If I don’t like how you’re talking, I can gag you. If you make me mad, I can hurt you. Every day for the rest of your life, I will play with you until I’m bored.” His voice was getting faster, all those years of humiliation as he’d been forced to hide in this pathetic back corner of Equestria rushed through his mind then eased as he looked upon the pitiful creature in front of him. “I decide when you eat, if you eat. I decide if you get light or not, if you even get to move your body. I own you, I own you!” Years of frustration and weeks of delight had broken through so much of what Snatch wanted others to see about him. He didn’t care. For these brief moments, he was letting his slave see his true desires, his true beliefs.“I always provide, don’t I? I feed you, I give you someplace to sleep, and I keep Column from being too rough on you.” He pressed his shaft against her lips. “So kiss me and tell me how much you appreciate me!”

“You’re….you’re insane.” Fluttershy pulled away and whispered before she caught herself. Snatch didn’t care.

“Maybe I am.” He hissed, a sadistic grin spreading across his face. “It doesn’t matter. Not to you. Your life is in my hands, little filly. I could kill you right now, and you wouldn’t be able to stop me. You live because I want you to. You call me insane? No, no, no. To you, I am a god.” The mare was quivering even harder than she had on the first day, her lips frozen in a look of bewildered terror. He had planned to use her mouth, but suddenly he had a different idea. Coughing to get his voice back under control and recomposing himself, he stepped behind her and picked up one of the vibrators. It was far too large for the mare, he had made sure of that before buying it. Leveling it with her ass, he slowly pushed it in.

—

Column was snapped out of his nap by the sounds of screaming from the basement. It was high pitched and clearly pained. Snatch was tormenting the toy again. Shrugging, Column lay back down on the couch and drifted to sleep to the sounds of his slave’s misery.