The Invasion

We ran as fast as our hooves would carry us. It was difficult, considering the sheer amount of thorny bushes and sharp stones that were strewn across the path in front of us. The world around us seemed to move in slow motion as we focused on escaping from the thundering hooves pursuing us. While we were with Breeze, we simply followed her tail as she darted this way and that. She knew this territory like she knew her own stripes. The problem was that the long train of abusers and malefactors behind us shared that knowledge. We sought freedom from their clutches, yet we could not find it.

Eventually, we popped out of the forest and into a clearing. Ironically enough, a serene waterfall bubbled its way over some rocks in front of us. We looked left and right but found no continuation of the path. Breeze barked that she and I would have to climb up, and thus we set ourselves to the task. Twilight floated above our heads and landed on the top as Breeze and I attempted to use our muscles to haul ourselves to the summit. But this was easier said than done, as our lengthy trek through the forest had taken its toll on our bodies. Mine screamed for rest as I fought through the doubt forming in my head. But seeing Twilight up there, looking as beautiful as ever, created a new kind of energy within me. So, I forged ahead.

By that point, Cutthroat and his goons had gathered at the bottom of the precipice. They, too, could climb very well, and, as I later discovered, had trained for a situation just like this one. Their hooves felt like thunderclaps beneath us, loud and rough. I gulped as I imagined Breeze or Twilight struggling against them while something unimaginable took place. At that point, I knew I had to do something to speed up our climbing process. So, I shoved my head into Breeze’s rump. She got my message and began flying up the cliff. I followed suit. We were almost at the top, where Twilight’s foreleg was waiting to pull us in, when Breeze hit a patch of loose rocks. She fell back towards the bottom, but she was caught…by Cutthroat himself.

I gasped as Cutthroat laughed. “You, my little traitorous filly, are gonna wish you’d never been born!”

“No, Cutthroat, please!” Breeze begged, “please, let me live!”

“Oh, I’ll let you live…for the moment. At least, until you’ve served your purpose. Now, then, you wait at the bottom while I capture those ponies!”

He pawned her off on one of his goons, who scrambled back down the slope and laid her out on the grass where we’d started. She screamed as he advanced on her, and I turned my eyes from the awful scene. I felt totally helpless as I heard him grunting and her shrieking. I knew what was happening, but I didn’t want to look. She was my new friend, and I couldn’t bear to see her body get tossed about like a filly’s rag doll. I breathed deep and decided to keep climbing. Perhaps my beloved Twilight would hold some kind of answer as to what we might do to help Breeze. My body continued howling for a break, but I didn’t stop. I had to get to Twilight…no matter what.

Unfortunately, the cliff had other ideas. I had just grabbed onto Twilight’s foreleg, when I hit a different loose patch. Since I had ahold of her, we both tumbled down and were caught by a couple of evil zebras. Cutthroat smiled as he ordered his dirtbag helpers down off the cliff. Once at the bottom, they tied me to a tree and held my head towards the terrifying scene playing out in front of me. I became sick to my stomach as I watched my friends become playthings to those wicked creatures. Cutthroat led the sexual charge, beating Twilight within an inch of her life before forcing her to suck him off. She had no choice, as she experienced her second rape in a very short period.

I began weeping as I saw Breeze’s beautiful blue eyes close in pain. One zebra had his penis shoved deep down her throat while the other had his way with her rump. I couldn’t help but think of my own session with her back in the prison, and how amazing it had been. But it was consensual and warm, not cold and evil. It had been a wonderful display of affection between Breeze, Twilight, and myself, and I would always treasure it. I knew of Twilight’s regret, but for me, it was an absolutely exuberant experience. Now, my friends were being used for their bodies, and that created a sense of sadness and rage in me that I’d never known before. I suddenly wanted to hurt these zebras who would dare cross these mares that meant so much to me.

“HEY, BASTARDS!” I screamed.

Cutthroat had his dick deep in Twilight’s throat, but he suddenly stopped, turned and trotted over to me. “You have something to say, punk?!” He asked, “or would you prefer it if I just sliced your cock in half?”

“You can cut off my penis, my legs, my tail, or anything you want,” I said, “but I’m not gonna let you hurt my friends anymore!”

“UGH! You ponies and your friendship!” Cutthroat roared, “don’t you know that friendship is worthless?!”

“No, it’s not!” I yelled, “friendship is magic!”

“Oh, la-dee-da,” Cutthroat said in a tone dripping with sarcasm, “as far as I’m concerned, you’re not a threat. You’re tied up and we’re having our way with those mares. Soon, we’ll take all three of you back to our camp. You’ll probably be put to death, but I’m still considering other courses of punishment. As for Twilight and Breeze, they’ll serve me well as breeding concubines. A stallion’s gotta have some progeny, right?”

“FUCK YOU!” I shouted, “TWILIGHT IS A BETROTHED PONY!”

“Do I LOOK like I care?!” Cutthroat asked, “soon, my seed will be planted in Twilight and Breeze, and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it. Now, then, if you’ll excuse me, I have a pussy to conquer.”

He went back over and mounted Twilight right in front of me. I pulled at the ropes, but they were much too strong. I could only watch in horror as my beloved mare was forcibly penetrated. Tears rolled down my cheeks as this most devastating of nightmares came to life. No, I thought, no…I won’t let it happen! I swear to Celestia, Twilight and Breeze shall not be breeding concubines!