Precious Gem

“Today’s going to be a wonderful day!” She thought happily out loud, “Sweetie Belle’s at Apple Bloom’s place for the weekend, clearing time for me  time to work on that new Canterlot order.” She squealed at the thought of finally making clothes for someone who truly appreciated them.

        Stopping in front of an alley, Rarity wondered if she had enough gems to complete the various outfits she needed for the Canterlot order.

        “Oh, well, I’ll just ask Spiky Wikey for his help again if I run out.” She said as she cheerfully started on her trip once again, only to be suddenly and violently thrown to the ground with a solid thud.

        “Wha? How dare you!” She exclaimed as she saw the shadow of an earth pony above her.

        “Come quietly or worrying ‘bout the mud in your pretty little fuckin’ mane will be the least of your worries!” The earth pony whispered in her ear.

        “If it’s money you want, I’ll give it to you, gems too, and all the clothes you want!” she begged as she felt the needle press into her neck.

        “Don’cha worry bout’ it, all I’m taking is you!” His wheezing laughter was the last thing Rarity heard before she slipped into a drug induced slumber.

        Rarity drifted in and out of consciousness for what seemed to be eternity. She was only vaguely aware of what has happening to her, the only things she remembered through the fuzzy haze was being set up on some sort of stage surrounded by jeering crowds before being hauled off and thrown around alot. Then, like a spotlight cutting through the fog she felt a sharp pain from her crotch followed by a dull ache that blended back into the fogginess the drugs caused.

        She woke, she was strapped to some sort of saw horse, forcing her into a very uncomfortable position. On the ground in front of her face, mixed with unidentifiable liquids, was her glorious mane, tangled and discarded like trash. Struggling briefly against her bonds she realized that it was futile, they were just too tight.  Hanging her head low she just sobbed, the noise stifled by the bit in her mouth.

        “What did I do to deserve this!?” She thought angrily to herself, “Why could Celestia let something like this happen!?”

        Hearing a noise behind her she pretended to still be knocked out, relaxing her neck muscles and letting her bald head hang once again.

        “Jus’ as I told ya’, a nice pretty specimen ready fer yer use” Came the same gravelly voice as before, “An’ look, still sleepin’ like a filly, so ya’ don’ gotta worry bout’ her rememberin’ a thing!” he added, laughing at his own cruel joke.

        “How much?” Came a the second voice, a very sophisticated sounding voice.

        “15 bits” Came the immediate response.

        Realization dawned on Rarity, they were talking about selling her! How in Equestria could the princess's let such evil exist?

        “That’s a bit much for such a, well used toy,” The disgust apparent in his voice.

        “Ah don’cha worry, the skank was just was learnin’ the ropes, thats’ all” The gravely voice starting to sound desperate.

        Rarity almost died of shock as she realized what they were selling her for nothing more than a glorified sex toy!

        “I thank you for your offer, but no. This, thing, isn’t worth it,” With a harrumph, there were heavy footsteps as he left the room.

        “YOU USELESS WHORE” He yelled at Rarity in a rage. “After all that work I put into you you, you still end up not earning enough, well fuck that, now its my turn!” He yelled as he mounted her.

        Rarity, panicking reared her head up suddenly, attempting to use her magic to throw the other pony off of her, only to find her horn to merely fizzle.

        “Ha, bitch, your a bit livelier than I thought, I’m gonna’ have to fix that!” he said breathing into her ear.

        Rarity seeing her opportunity, reared her head back again, spearing her horn into one of his eyes.

        “ARGH, YOU'RE GONNA’ DIE NOW! MY PRECIOUS LITTLE FUCKING GEM!!”

Soon after there was a noise like something being fried near her flank, soon followed by the smell of burning flesh and fur. The pain didn’t register in her head for a couple of seconds, but when it did it tore through her body, forcing the air from her lungs in a silent cry of pain. Tears rolling down her face, Rarity sent prayers to Celestia and Luna, begging for help. The sizzling continued but the searing pain had turned into a cold spot that radiated pain across her entire body.

“WHAT, NOT ENOUGH FOR YOU!” He yelled as the brands fell to the ground with a crashing clang.

There was a sharp crack as he practiced a few times in the air with the whip, giving her some time to brace herself. But not enough as the first stroke ripped open the skin on her ribs, blood leaking profusely down her side as she continued to sob. He continued to whip her mercilessly, humming a happy song as if he was doing something about as evil as cutting grass.

After what seemed forever, her abused body gave out, allowing her to finally succumb to the sweet release of unconscious.

        Rarity woke up in a soft bed, sunlight leaking through the window blinds.

        “Oh thank Celestia and Luna, that was just a dream!” she thought to herself as she rolled out of the bed, only to find herself restrained by a slight tugging on her arms and chest. Looking down she saw sensors taped all over her chest and two rather large needles poked into both of her forelegs.

        Looking around much more carefully now she saw that she was in a hospital room, her five other friends asleep in chairs around the bed. The heart monitor started beeping faster and faster as the memories rushed back to her, and she realized that each and everyone of them was true. She started hyperventilating, the mask she was wearing not being able to keep up with the suddenly increased demand for air. Monitors all around the bed suddenly flaring up in a cacophony of wailings and warnings. The door slammed open as her friends crowded around their friend, only to be shuffled out of the room by a rather large orderly.

        “Miss Rarity!” The fatherly looking doctor yelled at her over the alarms, “You are safe, calm down, you are at the hospital, we’re here to help you!”

        But she couldn't, how could she, she was just brutally filliynapped and tortured. She had all the right to be losing all control.

        One of the orderlies stepped up and stabbed a needle into her IV bag, and almost instantly she felt calmer, drowsy even.

        She attempted to ask, “What happened?” but all that came out was a mumbled gargle of noise.

        “Shh, don’t try to speak, someponies have issues trying to speak after a traumatic event like the one you just had, but don't worry, it'll return soon” The doctor said gently, holding her hoof in his. “Here” he handed her a notepad and a pencil.

        She scribbled her question on the paper, her hoofs nor wanting to work correctly.

        The doctor stared at the notepad for a moment, collecting his thoughts before he started.

        “Miss Rarity, on the second Tuesday of last month, you were fillynapped by an unknown pony, and then he proceeded to sell your body on a sex slave market, where you were raped up to twenty times. Just before the Royal Guard assault force, lead by Captain Shining Armor, stormed the warehouse where you and others were being kept captive, you apparently struggled against him gouging out his left eye. In retaliation he proceeded to torture you one last time before he raped you again. At that point the royal guard overtook the premises and freed you and many others” The doctor looked very unhappy about delivering such bad news.

        “Miss Rarity, are you going to be alright now?” he asked gently, she merely nodded at him, “Would you like your friends to come back in?” Another nod.

        The doctor walked to the door, letting her friends back in so they could crowd her bed once again. On his way out of the room a nurse handed him a fresh clipboard and with a smile he turned back towards Rarity.

        “I finally have some good news Miss Rarity, It turns out that your baby will be just fine!”