The Band of Loyalty

Rainbow looked around at all of the ponies she'd helped to imprison. They all looked back at her. Some were more angry than others, some looked more disappointed than anything else, but none of them were happy to see her. All of their eyes were open and on her.

Rainbow had never felt such scorn before. All of these ponies were here because of her mistake, and even worse, she'd actually put one of them here of her own free will. "I know you'll never truly forgive me for this," she said, bowing her head. "I can't ask you to. All I can hope to do is fix some of the damage I've caused, and then leave before I can cause any more. Some of it's actually irreparable."

"Most of it is!" called a voice. Rainbow looked up and saw that the bindings covering their mouths were starting to crumble away. "How dare you say you have any meaning to repair the damages you've caused me!" Lightning Dust was thrashing about in her bonds, trying to break free even further.

As the rest all came free, their voices joined together to form a cacophony of accusations and angry shouting. Rainbow tried to listen as best she could, but there were too many yelling at once. She was able to pick out snippets, but those only made her feel worse. Not that she felt she deserved any better.

Suddenly, there was a loud screech that drowned out all of the other voices, bringing them all to a halt and focusing their attention on Princess Twilight. "That's enough for now!" she shouted. "We're going to go over this, but it's all going to be one at a time. I promise, you'll all have a chance to voice your grievances against Rainbow Dash." She turned to Rainbow and scowled. "I want it to be very clear what she has to do. Big Mac, you're first."

All eyes turned to Big Macintosh. Rainbow couldn't believe what she was seeing. He was an absolute mess. His body looked deformed, as if he'd been beaten to a pulp. His arms and legs were covered in dark bruises around the joints. He'd tried so hard and so often to escape this prison that he'd nearly ripped himself in half. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could form the words, his eyes shot open. "Not again!?"

As he tensed up and fought against the bonds, dislocating his shoulder in the process, Apple Bloom let out a cry of pain. "No, Big Mac! It hurts! Pull it out!!" It didn't take much to figure out what was happening in front of them. Back in Ponyville, Big Mac's body was being utilized to stretch open his youngest sister. Despite how many ponies that were watching their bodies writhe about, they were powerless to stop the act. They just had to sit there and wait.

It wasn't a long wait, thankfully. As Big Mac's ejaculate flew out of his penis, it dropped into the void below, as many other loads had before. The two of them just hung there, panting and whimpering. Nothing more needed to be said for either of them, but Granny Smith had one final piece to add. "Do ya see what's happened to mah family!?" she yelled. "They're suffering because of your mistake! You need to fix this right away!"

As the last of the Apples, Applejack looked away. She had something she wanted to say, but she was holding onto that until later. She wanted to be one of the last to talk. Perhaps not the last, but most of the others needed to speak, as well.

Rainbow's parents came next, and they came together. "Now, Rainbow, your mother and I love you very much," said Bow. "We're glad you're doing well with the Wonderbolts, and being the object of everypony's attention..."

"But we think you could have gone about it in a nicer way, dear," added Windy. "You shouldn't need to enslave your friends. If they didn't like you, you should have searched for other, better friends."

Spitfire drew the next bit of attention. "I've been watching you for quite awhile, Dash. You've impressed me on multiple occasions, and after listening to you argue with yourself in bed, I have to say that you're not so far gone that there's no hope left for you. Your intent to draw energy solely through Wonderbolt shows is admirable. If King could be trusted, I'd say that he could release me from his grasp, and I'd help make sure you had all manner of shows."

"Regardless, you did lie to me," added Soarin. "Your promotions were predicated on sexual relations. However, given the circumstances, I can overlook it."

"I did think it was nice when you asked King to let me go," smiled Fluttershy. "I don't know how helpful I'd be to you, but I'd do my best."

Pinkie jumped in. "Yeah, we know it was that meanie-pants incubus that talks in red text that did everything." There was a murmur among the others, not having any idea what Pinkie was talking about. "We know you'd never put us in harm's way willingly."

True to her element, Rainbow did feel a bit better after Pinkie's words. "Thanks, Pink."

"Truth be told, it's not all your fault, either," came Applejack's words. "I didn't take you seriously when you walked into my barn, terrified for us. You needed me, an' all I did was make jokes. If I'd listened to you in the first place, we might have stopped him so much sooner."

"I promise you, the moment I'm free, you'll have the aid of a very angry seamstress," said Rarity, narrowing her eyes. "He's going to pay for everything he did to me. I do not appreciate being sticky."

"I would lend you me aid in the blink of an eye," smiled Zecora, "if I could be out under the open sky. You asked for my help, and I gave you a brew. If you remember the ingredients, you should know what to do."

"Way ahead of you, Zecora," smiled Rainbow with determination. "I found the recipe, brewed up a three gallons while King was sleeping, then packed it up for Spike to handle."

"You involved Spike in this!?" gasped Twilight. "What if he ends up being taken, too!?"

Rainbow turned to Twilight. "You give him too little credit. Spike's a tough little guy, and he'd do anything to have you back, Twilight. I'm depending on him to make everything right. He's not stupid enough to fall victim to--"

Rainbow's praise was cut short as a scream was heard from above them. Falling into the pit was a small, purple dragon with all of his limbs bound in the same way the others were. "H-hey, everypony," he managed to squeak out as he came to a rest. "H-how is everyone?"