“Stay close, everypony,” Mrs. Whinny said as she ushered her students off the cart.
Lyra Heartstrings, a mint green unicorn filly jumped off the back and looked around. It was an incredible foggy morning and she could hardly see where she was. The only stand out object on the shoreline was the white and red striped lighthouse shining its light across the sea and then the rest of the bank, spinning around and around. Lyra’s friend Amethyst Star, a purple unicorn with a dark purple mane, stood right beside her as the pair walked into the tall structure with the rest of their class.
Inside was a grey stallion with a brown beard, a white woolly hat and a blue sweater. He greeted their teacher with a kind hello and then introduced himself to the foals as Light Keeper. He spent a short while talking about safety and to not touch anything once they got up to the top, but two of the fillies had stopped paying attention. Lyra had snuck some cookies with her on this trip and was sharing them sneakily with her friend, trying not to get caught. After the stallion stopped talking, he turned and urged the class to follow him up the stairs.
“We have to go up stairs? Jeez, this place is so tall!” said Lyra, looking up at the incredibly long staircase they now had to climb.
“Yeah. You’d think they’d have an elevator or something for non flight based ponies,” Amethyst said with a laugh to her friend.
“Now girls,” their teacher said from behind the pair, “there’s nothing wrong with a little exercise, right?” the orange pegasus mare smiled down at them both and then nudged them to proceed up towards the top of the lighthouse as she followed behind her class.
Once they reached the top, the stallion had them stand in a group at the side of the circular room. The walls were mostly glass windows all the way around except the back which blocked the spinning light on a large pedestal shining towards the in-land. This room was full of equipment, from spare bulbs to radio equipment to use in emergencies or just for, as Light Keeper showed them, contacting his wife. During the tour and the explanation on how everything worked, Lyra found herself getting bored and hungry for more cookies and thirsty too. Just then she saw a small little fridge away from the group. Making sure her teacher was distracted she started to creep over to it. Amethyst saw her go and followed straight after her.
“Lyra, what are you doing?” the purple filly whispered.
“I’m just checking to see if they have any milk,” she responded, keeping her voice down.
“Milk?”
“Yeah, for my cookies. No pony will notice a little milk missing,” she said, now at the fridge.
Amethyst looked to the rest of the class behind them, everypony was moving away to the other side of the room now, going around the large pedestal which held the huge light. Lyra didn’t hesitate as she opened the mini fridge and found her prize, a large jug of milk.
“Lyra, hurry up!” her friend whispered hastily. The green filly stuck out her tongue in concentration as she pulled out her empty drink container from her saddlebag and took the lid off of it. She then hastily began to pour the milk from the massive jug into it, but in her haste, she accidentally let it slip from her hooves and the jug hit the floor, splitting open and spilling out in all directions over the floor. The sound of this, followed by Lyra’s shriek of panic caused all eyes to turn towards her.
“LYRA HEARTSTRINGS!” Mrs. Whinny shouted before the stallion quickly made his way over to them.
Just before he made it halfway, there was a bang and a few popping noises making the stallion break into a full gallop to pull the pair away from the equipment. The milk spill had run all the way to the electrical outlets on the floor and was now causing everything to start to fry, sparks coming from the electronics and even blowing a fuse in the breaker and killing the power all together, which included the lighthouse light.
“Dear Celestia! I am so sorry!” Mrs. Whinny said, looking at the chaos the girls had caused. She then focused her attention on the pair. “You two are in so much trouble! What were you even playing at!?” She shouted angrily.
The pair said nothing, only looking down at their hooves guiltily, knowing that they were both going to be in serious trouble for this. Light Keeper was scrambling about getting a nearby fire blanket and threw it over the fire that was starting to form.
“Get the foals out of the building, quickly,” he warned the teacher, as he tried to contain the small fire. It was easily controlled but the mare knew exactly what the safety procedure was. However, the sound of a horn froze them all in their tracks. It was off in the distance and they couldn’t see it, but that also meant, it couldn’t see them.
Light Keeper scrambled to the radio and began to ask if anypony could hear him, to warn the ship heading for them, but the radio was fried too. The backup generator for the light itself was seconds away from coming on automatically, but looking up at the bulb they could see that it had been blown out too. The earth pony stallion called for the teacher's help as he went for a new bulb, she herself had to fly up top and remove the old one for him to add the new one quickly. Her panic had the mare fumbling for a while until the stallion made it up with her, helped her remove the large bulb and then replaced it with the new one. The light instantly flashed to life causing the pair to stumble, covering their eyes and slipping over the railing.
As the pair fell, the foals of the school cried out in fear, but their teacher regained her wits and grabbed the stallion in mid fall and flapped her wings, moments before hitting the ground. They both hit the floor but they were okay, luckily she’d lowered their falling speed to be nothing more than a slight bump. All ponies then turned their attention out to the foggy sea and watched as the large ship began to turn to it’s left, trying to avoid the lighthouse. However, the light had come on too late and moments later, the sound of a ship colliding with the beach sounded out deafeningly loud making the building shake from the collision as the side of the large boat hit the shoreline unable to swerve completely out of the way and beaching the vessel.
Rescue Ponies, news reporters and even guards from Canterlot were called to the crash site. No pony had been hurt fortunately, but this was still a disaster. Light Keeper had to explain multiple times about how this had happened, how the electronics were fried because the fillies took his milk without permission, how he had to replace the bulb while also controlling a fire. The guards kept asking him why he didn’t keep an eye on the foals, trying to turn this all on him, saying how the Lighthouse had been improperly used, that he shouldn’t have even had a minifridge next to so much expensive equipment, that he could have prevented all this in the first place and that he would be held responsible.
After all of this, all the foals were loaded into the school cart, apart from Lyra and Amethyst who were getting a proper scolding from their teacher, giving the pair of them a minimum of two months detention and also that she would be telling their families about this and how their own foals were responsible. The mare finally ordered the pair to reboard the cart with the rest of the class as they were now leaving, but at that moment the guards came over and asked if they could have a word with the teacher.
Lyra felt horrible. This whole incident happened all because of a desire to have cookies with milk! It was the stupidest thing she could have ever imagined and she had no idea what her parents would do to her. As she and Amethyst walked to the back of the school cart, the mint green filly noticed something was missing.
“Oh no!” she said, looking around.
“Lyra? What’s wrong?“ Amethyst asked, looking at her friend.
“I left my saddle bag inside the lighthouse. I’ve got to go get it.”
“Lyra! No way, you’ll just get in more trouble.”
“I’m already going to be grounded for life. I can’t get in worse trouble. Just… stall for me, okay?” Lyra begged her friend.
Amethyst looked to her teacher speaking heatedly with the guards as they seemed to wanna pin this on her for not supervising her students properly. The purple unicorn knew that wasn’t fair to her teacher so she came up with an idea. One that always stopped her parents fighting.
“Fine. But hurry!” Lyra nodded, turned and ran into the lighthouse as quick as she could.
From behind she could hear Amethyst crying loudly and running to the grown ups, saying it was all her fault, how she was a bad pony, trying to be as inconsolable as possible. Lyra smirked, having seen her friend do that in the past and it defused any rough situation. The green filly ran all the way to the top and found the whole place deserted, only the sound of a generator humming from below. The guards ponies had all seen enough and were now helping with the relief effort on the shore. Lyra looked at the last place she remembered having her bags but didn’t see them anywhere.
They should have been by the fridge, she thought. Surely they weren’t taken by the guards' ponies, was it?
Just then she saw them, moved off to a small red door. She quickly rushed over to it and opened it up. All her stuff was still inside, her cookies, text books and also her flask. It must have been tidied away by the guards or something.
“Thank goodness,” she said aloud, closing the bag.
Just then the door flew open and inside was Light Keeper, the brown stallion had a look of anger in his red eyes. With only a glance behind her, seeing she was alone, he grabbed the filly and pulled her into his room, kicking the door shut behind himself as he pinned her down and covered her mouth with a hoof. Lyra was terrified as the stallion leaned close to her face.
“You’ve fucked everything up for me. You know that?!” he whispered harshly into her ear. This stallion’s kind demeanor was gone, replaced by an angry, violent pony. “I’m going to lose my job over this because of you! And your teacher? She’ll be LUCKY if she ever gets to teach a class again.”
Lyra looked the furious stallion in the eyes, fearfully. She wanted to tell him she was sorry, but his hoof was clasped over her mouth so tightly, she could do nothing but shout the words in her throat.
“If this goes to court, I could be looking at jail time because you just had to touch things that didn’t belong to you! You’re nothing but a spoiled brat, aren’t you!”
Lyra shook her head from side to side, at least as much as she could in his grip.
“Well, if I’m going to jail, it might as well be for something I actually did, might’en it?” he then proceeded to look the filly up and down. “So small. I wonder if I’ll break you. Not that I care. You’ve broken me, only right I return the favour.”
Lyra didn’t have a clue what he was talking about as he adjusted his position over her, positioning himself between her legs. Looking down, she could see his cock hanging out, touching against her belly, growing, getting harder. She didn’t know what he was planning to do with that as she’d never seen one before, but her brain told her he was going to hurt her badly. The unicorn filly began to struggle, not allowing him to stay between her tiny legs and tried to kick him away, but he was too big, too strong. With one hoof he was holding her muzzle closed and head pinned to the floor, the other was wrestling with all her other legs as she fought and struggled to get free, but she was only little, no cutie mark, no magic that she could control. She was helpless.
Light Keeper finally got himself into a position where his cock found the entrance to her virgin flower, and without hesitation, without letting her struggle or move again, he forcefully pushed the flat head of his hard cock against her dry cunny, but it wouldn’t go in. He swore and then spat onto his hoof and then rubbed it up and down his shaft as the filly screamed, struggled and begged for him not to do this, but he ignored her.
“Might wanna take a deep breath, this is gonna hurt,” he said in a whisper, then leaned forward against her, pushing harder and harder as she screamed and screwed up her face in pain until finally he pushed into her tight passage, spreading her far wider than her body should have been able to handle.
Lyra screamed in a higher pitch then she ever had in her life, yet no one other than the stallion heard her. With a lot of effort and strength he pushed deeper into her and then quickly slid almost all the way back out. Lyra begged that her punishment was over, that this pain was enough to satisfy him. However, he wasn’t going to stop there. He thrust into her again, making the filly scream out as he thrust into her pussy over and over. His blood soaked cock the only lubricant the filly was getting now as he raped her violently for the next few minutes. He didn’t last long and soon was filling her cunt with his semen moaning with pleasure as Lyra cried heavily, tears streaming down her face at the loss of her virginity and pain of her now red and swollen cunny. The stallion, spent, pulled his dick from her assaulted body and she offered no signs of fighting anymore only closing her legs together, trying to curl into a ball. He leaned in close to her ear.
“You tell anyone about this, not only will I come find you, I’ll make sure you never see your family again! And don’t try to hide either. I’ve got your friend’s address, so if the guards come for me, it’ll be your friend that suffers, and I’ll make sure she suffers worse than you did.”
Lyra was shaken to her very core, but managed to give a frantic nod. He then let go of her muzzle and instantly she began crying loudly from the pain she’d felt. He quickly grasped the filly’s muzzle and clamped it shut again, lying on top of her with his full weight.
“Shut your little whore mouth!” he threatened as loudly as he dared. “One noise from you and you’re dead! Understand?“
Lyra tried to control herself and nodded again before he slowly let her go. She took several unsteady breaths as he stood up over her, his limp blood soaked cock was still hanging from his sheath and Lyra tried not to throw up looking at it. Tears stained her face as she tried her best to hold them back and stand up. She almost couldn’t do it as she was in so much pain and so sore that all her legs were shaking from the effort. The gray earth pony then dumped her saddle bags across her bag and strapped them tightly around her belly. Lyra could feel something oozing out her abused snatch and down between her legs. She couldn’t believe this had just happened in such a short amount of time. Only about five minutes had passed since she ran inside, and if Lyra had any knowledge about a stallions endurance, she’d might have mocked him for how quick he came, but he was her first and it had felt like he’d been raping her for hours. The stallion used his white woolly hat to wipe the cum from lyra’s back legs and her red pussy harshly rubbing it against her. He then cupped her genitals with his barehoof making the filly squeak quietly and freeze up.
“Not a word to anypony. Got it?”
Lyra nodded for the last time and then he roughly pushed against her cunt to get the filly out the room. He then shut the door and locked it. If the guards came pounding on the door now because she did squeal, he’d at least have a little time to escape through his own personal route.
The moment the door closed, Lyra ran unsteadily towards the stairs and rushed to get down them, sobbing quietly all the way as she struggled to keep her legs from collapsing underneath her with each step. She wanted to get away, she wanted to get on that cart and go as quickly as she could. Once she was outside she saw Amethyst getting put onto the cart, still trying to cause a fuss. Lyra ran around to the other side of the cart quickly and in her rush, tripped and fell to the floor.
At that moment, all the strength drained from her and she couldn’t get up. Everything was finally catching up with her. The fire, the lighthouse getting ruined, the boat crashing on the shore, then getting raped. She couldn’t handle it and just stayed face down in the grass, wailing loudly and letting out all her grief as everypony followed to the source of the noise.
The cart bobbed along the road as they were all going home. Mrs. Whinny had tried to comfort Lyra and helped her into the cart with Amethyst’s help and the pair sat together in the back corner, the other fillies and colts giving annoyed or curious looks towards the pair. When she thought no one was looking, Amethyst gave her friend a nudge.
“That was really impressive,” she said, keeping her voice at a whisper. “I didn’t know you could fake cry like that. I genuinely thought you were upset.”
Lyra didn’t answer. She couldn’t stop thinking about what Light Keeper had done to her, and had threatened to come find her. Then she looked up at her unicorn friend.
“I’ve got your friend’s address, so if the guards come for me, it’ll be your friend that suffers, and I’ll make sure she suffers worse than you did.”
“Lyra?” Amethyst asked, concerned.
The mint filly simply hugged her friend tight, silently crying all the way back to their school.
Author's Note
This was an exercise piece. I had to create a story with random prompts given to me based on category.
Random word: Cookie
Character : Filly Lyra
Place : Lighthouse
Problem : Boat Crash
With these chosen words, I wrote this story in a total of 4 hours (7 in total, post editing) and this is the result. No planning, no end game in mind, no direction. Only the drive to create a story using those above as guidelines. :) I find this is a fun way for me to get back into writing.
"So why the sudden rape out of nowhere?"
Oh umm, well you see... this thing is... about that... what I mean to say is... LOOK, a distraction!
*Runs away*
