Entrapment

Fluttershy let out a pained groan as her body slammed onto the mattress. The Gryphon who had grabbed her stepped back and began to strip off his clothing. "Take off that outfit," he commanded in a harsh tone. Fluttershy did as commanded, guessing what he had in mind. The sooner she finished with him, the sooner she could go back to her master.

As their clothing fell to the floor, the gryphon climbed on top of her and slid his claw between her legs. He was even more rough than Master Jax was. After digging around her folds, he pulled his talons out of her and gave them a sniff. "You even smell unused," he smirked. After licking off what fluids had stuck, he forced his claws into her mouth. She began to run her tongue along them, as was her duty. He tasted like he hadn't washed his claws all day.

Applejack turned to Malak. "She's taking quite a long time. I wonder what's keeping her?"

"Perhaps she needs more fibre in her diet?" suggested Big Mac.

"Her diet is already very balanced," retorted Malak. "More likely, she's lost her way in the palace."

Applejack rolled her eyes. "In that case, we should go find her."

Fluttershy was finding that she did not enjoy the texture of gryphon cock. It was covered in barbs that scratched her tongue and the roof of her mouth. She hadn't choked on a zebra for quite some time, but they were at least smooth. With every thrust into her mouth, she felt as if he was pulling back another layer of skin, and she would soon be rubbed completely raw, or worse yet, bleeding. Thankfully, he was at least short enough so as not to reach the back of her throat. She didn't dare imagine what he would do if she were to cough on him.

As Applejack rounded a corner, she collided with the envoy from Course. Applejack scrambled to pick her up off the floor. "I am so sorry about that, it was completely my fault." She bowed to the ambassador, begging for forgiveness.

"No, no," chucked the ambassador. "I really shouldn't be writing and walking at the same time. Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"

"Actually, yes, we're in a bit of a rush," said Malak. "We haven't the time to extend this brush."

"We're looking for our friend," added Big Mac. "A small yellow pegasus with pink hair and green eyes. She was the dancer at the party tonight."

"The soft-spoken cutie from Ponyville?"

"That's her," confirmed Applejack. "Do you know where she is?"

"I had a short chat with her in the north hall. This would have been ten minutes ago. That's where I left her."

"Thank you very much," bowed Applejack. The three of them headed for the north hall.

Fluttershy was very glad her master had given her a healthy interest in yoga. It was very handy at the moment, as her knees were connecting with her shoulders. This gryphon had made it very clear what he wanted, and though she was glad to have him out of her mouth, she would prefer going back to that if it meant avoiding this.

The tip of his cock pressed against her delicate flower. With one thrust, he was inside of her. This was the pain she had been expecting. She looked down between her legs, and saw that his member had gone from pink to red. She squeezed her eyes closed and wished for this night to end quickly.

"Hey there, cutie!" Dapple Sauntered up to Big Mac and grabbed him by the hips. "Here to make my night?"

Big Mac blushed. "Not at the moment, no. I'm looking for a friend of mine. She was last seen in this hallway."

Dapple slipped behind Big Mac and gently caressed his abs. "What does she look like?"

"She was the dancer at the party," explained Applejack. "She was the one with the snake." Malak held up Jerome to make sure the Saddle Arabian diplomat remembered.

"Haven't seen her since," Dapple shrugged. "All I remember is that Galahad was lusting after her. Especially after he heard about her virginity being intact. Then he left, and I came to see this fine specimen." With his last statement, Dapple smacked Big Mac's buttocks.

Malak scowled. "Know you where he rests his head? I need to check if she's in his bed."

Fluttershy had hoped that she would start to enjoy it after awhile. This was not the case. She'd been given no time to recover since he started, and the many barbs on his penis were scratching at her vaginal walls. She had been biting down on her thumb since this had started, not wanting to aggravate him by screaming. This did not stop her from crying, however.

Dapple had lead the trio to where Galahad's room was. They had picked up two guards along the way, and a third had gone to collect the king. "I'm pretty sure this is the place."

"Well, let's go in and check," demanded Applejack, grabbing the door handle.

A guard removed her hand from the knob. "We can't just barge in without cause, that would violate our privacy laws."

"I'm afraid we'll have to wait for the king," grumbled Dapple. "He's a foreign diplomat. Unless the guards are absolutely certain that there's a crime in progress right at this moment, we need the king's permission."

Big Mac was about to voice his opinion on the matter when they heard a woman's scream of pain from behind the door. That was apparently evidence enough for the guards, as they began to push at the door. It was locked, and both guards began ramming their shoulders against it. When it didn't budge on the second strike, Big Mac pulled one of the guards aside and raised his leg, slamming his foot hard enough against the wooden barricade to snap the door in half.

Fluttershy peered over Gala's shoulder to see Applejack grabbing him by the wings. As he was ripped from her, his barbs latched onto her skin, dealing a final blow to her flesh. He had released her legs, and she used the opportunity to crawl away. She looked on in horror as she saw firsthand the wrath of her friends.

Big Mac dealt the first blow. As Applejack swung Gala around to face him, Big Mac's fist came forward, putting a sizable crack in his beak. Gala fell back, grabbing a small knife off his table. He swung it at Big Macintosh, driving him backwards.

The next blow came from Jerome. As Gala came closer to the door, the snake lunged forward, sinking his fangs into Gala's wrist. He dropped the knife, grabbing the serpent by the neck and trying to strangle it.

Applejack was having none of that, using her powerful legs to kick the gryphon squarely in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. Gala fell to the floor, defeated.

The guards had entered the room by now, and they took the opportunity to bind Galahad and separate him from the others. It took Malak's involvement to restrain Jerome.

It wasn't long at all before the king arrived. He grimaced at the sight of the broken door, but his attention was soon drawn to the pool of blood on the bed, the mare it was coming from, and the two slaves trying to calm her down. "Tell me what happened here," he demanded. "Ensure that all your words are clear."

Fluttershy described in detail the events that had occurred since she stopped dancing for him. She left nothing out of her explanation. When appropriate, Dapple would chime in as a third party witness, as he had been deemed to have no ties to either side of the argument.

When she finished, King Hasani turned to face Galahad, who was refusing eye contact. "Galahad of Griffinstone, you stand accused of theft of property you'd been refused. The collar and paint are plain to see, and they both warn that she belongs to me. And yet, despite my gracious offer, you've decided to feed your personal coffer with spoils from my lovely home. I'm afraid I'll have to throw at you the tome."

"Fuck you, Hasani," growled Gala. "Virgins were made to be soiled and you know it!" He spat on the King's foot.

Hasani kneeled down and grabbed Gala by the jaw, turning him towards his prosecutor. "I don't give leave to destroy my things. Such is only the right of custodians and kings." Suddenly, Jax appeared in the room, having been fetched by another guard. "Ah, my dearest nephew arrives! For you, I have a special surprise. This gryphon has shown his true intent. I trust you can ensure his will is bent?"

"Of course, my uncle," he bowed "It shall be done. But before I start to have my fun, there is a problem I must reveal. My training facility is no longer ideal. I must offload my current stock, before I can make this clucker squawk."

"I will take these two as my own," called Malak, stepping up to the king. "Until further notice, they can stay in my home. If you need a reason why, they'll help to heal miss Fluttershy."

"Yeah," called Applejack. "We'll make sure she's well taken care of."

Fluttershy nestled further into Big Mac's chest, her body language speaking volumes to King Hasani as to what her preference was.

"Very well," said the king, standing back up. "I'll leave you alone. I must write a letter to Griffinstone."