The NonCon Anthology: Volume Two

by theponycaptorproject

Rating: mature
Tags: Fluttershy, Porn, Sex, Spike, Non-consensual, Rumble, Anthology, Apple Bloom, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Rainbow Dash
Length: 5623

An collection of stories of ponies receiving unwanted attention.

A series of short, self-contained stories about the many ponies of Equestria receiving some unwanted attention. A Daring Do adventure goes wrong for Rainbow Dash, Apple Bloom sees a new side to Spike, Fluttershy gets some house guests, and Rumble spends some quality time with his brother.

Warning, this fic contains rape, bondage, kidnapping, and lots of psychological trauma. If you do not like rape, avoid at all costs. If you do like rape, then welcome brother/sister, the fun is about to begin.

Published 2021-02-15 05:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2021-12-29 23:22:25 UTC

A Daring Do Adventure Ends Differently For Rainbow Dash

A certain mare found herself having confronted the wrong stallion while in Somnambula. A blindfold was tied around her eyes and ropes held her wings to her body and led from her neck to her captor’s grip. This is all a familiar scene. The mare yells, and Daring Do hears her, setting in motion a rescue attempt. Soon, the mare will be found tied to an old ruin and Daring Do will do as she always has, rescuing the mare at the last moment. However, with a simple and logical change, so changes the outcome. With a simple piece of cloth in her mouth, the mare’s cry for help was never heard, Daring Do never learned of Caballeron’s deceit, and no one ever heard from Rainbow Dash again.

The rope around her neck yanked sharply again, Rainbow Dash spitting curses around the gag between her teeth. Her mouth was dry from the cloth, and her hooves ached from the many times she had blindly kicked a loose stone. Not for the first time, she wished the blindfold lifted from her eyes. There was a cool touch on her body, letting the mare know she was at least moving through shade now. Daring and Pinkie would be along shortly to rescue her, or she’d break her way out before long. The shade would make waiting more comfortable.

“Can’t believe this stupid bitch tried to confront us alone.” One of Caballeron’s cronies said. From his voice, Rainbow recognized him as Hench. She’d been memorizing all their names and voices when she heard them, that way she could give each a little reward for putting her through this. With a loud crack, Rainbow kicked another stone, making every stallion around her laugh cruelly. The mare’s face flushed red with fury.

“Well, remember, she’s done it before. No doubt that’s how Boss antici…anticiap…ancipated she’d do it again.”

“Yez, well,” the voice of Caballeron himself came from the front of the group, “It wasn’t hard to guess someone as attention hungry and arrogant as a Wonderbolt would act without thinking.” Rainbow would kill him when she got free.

The group moved for some time longer, still in the shade, leading Rainbow to assume they were in some oasis in the desert. Finally, they stopped, and one of the stallion’s removed Rainbow’s blindfold. Sure enough, there were lush plants growing around, and trees blocked out most of the sun's rays. From the sound of it, a small river passed through this area not far in front of them that likely brought all this life to the desert.

Nestled amongst the trees were a half dozen tents; four small ones with grey cloth, no doors flaps, and simple several cloth beddings beneath each of them; one was massive and ornate, with purple trim and gold images of animals sewn into it, Caballeron moved towards this one, and lastly there was a large (red) tent with it’s door flaps open. Rainbow Dash could see a cage inside.

“Take her inside and restrain her.” Caballeron said dismissively, walking through the flaps of his own tent. The stallion with Rainbow’s lead started tugging on it again, the rope collar forcing the furious mare forward. She was taken through the entrance to the other large tent, and Rainbow looked around what she didn’t yet realize would be her home for several days. The interior was far from bare. Ropes and chains lay across a wooden table, as well as other things the mare didn’t recognize. At the center of the tent, next to the cage was a metal collar and chain connected to a post buried into the dirt. Not long after she noticed this, the stallion leading her lifted the collar with his hooves, and clicked it shut around her neck, before untying the rope he had been using. Other stallions from the group had pressed through the entrance, but Hench, who now marched in himself, shouted them away.

“Move off, all of you! We’ll all have our chance at revenge on Daring through her little sidekick soon enough. For now, just go about getting the camp set back up and making some dinner. I’m starving, and I’m sure you all are too.” The group dispersed, leaving just Rainbow and Hench. The unicorn grinned viciously at the bound mare. Magic glowed around him as more ropes slithered towards them from the nearby table, and wound their way around the mare. Soon, Rainbow’s forehooves were tied behind her and her back hooves tied to some strange bar that disallowed her from closing her legs. All the while, the mare stared hatefully, spitting rage through her gag.

“Ah, good. The nuisance is a nuisance no more.” Caballeron said with a chuckle, Rainbow only just now seeing he had entered. The pompous slime had apparently been spending the last few minutes beautifying. His hair was slicked back again with fresh oil, and he had perfumed himself, succeeding only in mixing the sick smell of sweat with the more sick smell of cheap lavender perfume. He leaned down towards the mare’s face, briefly recoiling as she moved to headbutt him. The mare’s attempt was met with a kick to her unprotected stomach, nearly making her vomit.

“Still have some fight in her, does she?” Caballeron said, looking at Hench with amusement. “No matter, I just need her out of the way while I resume work at Somnamula. Now that she is here, I turn her over to all of you. Keep her restrained at all times, and don’t fall for any tricks. Otherwise, I leave her in your care, Hench. Do with her as you see fit.” With a flourish of a turn, hems of his shirt blowing in the wind, the gasbag Caballeron walked out of the tent. He would return to a much different mare when he came back to camp days later.

Hench walked around the perimeter of the tent, staring at Rainbow the whole time, the mare needing to twist her entire bound body to glare back. He laughed at her, Rainbow flushing with anger as she realized how pathetic she must look. Finally, as he reached the side of the tent with the entrance, Hench pokes his head outside.

“Flush, get in here and help me entertain our guest!” He yelled. So, they were going to start interrogating her now, Rainbow thought. She would tell them nothing. A new stallion, likely one who was watching over the camp before she even got here, strode in, a stupid smile on his face.

“Yeah, boss? I get first round too?” He asked, Hench just nodding greedily in response. The two stallions approached Rainbow as the mare grew uncomfortable with the way they were looking at her. It was the expression a hunter had when approaching cornered prey. Rainbow continued to chant in her head about the things she would do to them when she escaped, but for the first time, that chant was accompanied by a voice worried about what they were about to do to her.

“I get her back end.” Hench growled, lifting the mare with his magic, then sliding underneath her.

“Fine by me, Boss.” Flush said. Lifting Rainbow up by her waist, slipping under the bar holding legs, his upper body popping up between them in a way that might have looked funny under different circumstances. As the second stallion moved up, Rainbow felt something strange press against her back, and as Flush moved his sweat-soaked rag of a shirt aside, revealing his erection, she suddenly knew what she was feeling from Hench.

“You ready, you dumb brat?” The stallion whispered into her ear from behind, and that was what finally broke through the haze of denial Rainbow was in. With as much force as she could manage, she tried to roll off of Hench, but his strong hooves and magic both gripped her, barely allowing the mare to move a muscle.

“Wow! I guess she is!” Flush yelled, slapping Rainbow across her flank so hard it left a mark. The mare roared in fury into her gag, and that made Hench realize something.

“Oh yeah, we forgot about that.” He said, his magic starting to untie the cloth in her mouth. “Why don’t you go ahead and beg for us?”

“Like Tartarus!” Rainbow screamed, barely able to speak, even with the gag out, due to her dry mouth. She moved to bite Flush, but Hench wrapped a hoof around her neck, squeezing tightly.

“None of that. You’re tied up in a camp with over a dozen stallions. Hurt one of us, and we will hurt you far worse.” His grip tightened so much that Rainbow’s vision darkened from a lack of blood. “Understand?!” Hench growled loudly. Rainbow nodded, and felt the grip loose, but not release. She could breath now at least.

“I’m going to kill all of you when I get free.” The mare croaked out, making both of them laugh. Rainbow Dash felt Hench’s cock twitch against her back.

“Then I guess it’s a good thing you never will.” Moving his hips, he lined his cock up with Rainbow’s butt, and he pushed in. A scream of pain raked it’s way out of her throat, and only grew louder as her pussy was pushed into by Flush. Hench groaned as he struggled to push in more, the tight entrance stretching out of the way, the mare’s muscles gripped tightly as she pointlessly tried to push him out. His hooves, wrapped around her neck and waist as they were, gave him all the leverage he needed to ignore how unprepared her body was for him. Blood leaked around his cock, but he didn’t even pause.

“Oh! Y...You are a perfect little slut, aren’t you?” Flush mumble out, his eyes wild. He was having a much easier time. His and Rainbow’s hips slapped together noisily, Rainbow’s body showing more pleasure than she really felt as she grew more and more wet at her own rape. All the while, she screamed, at first in pain and rage, then in horror. It was her first time, and it was happening like this. She’d thought they were just going to ask her questions. Now the cage in the corner of the tent made her far more scared than it had. Hench bit Rainbow’s neck, tasting the sweat on her fur from the long, hot walk to camp. Flush gripped her legs tightly, the stallion overcome with the feeling of a virgin’s tight pussy.

Rainbow Dash wasn’t sure when she’d started crying, but now she held nothing back. The blinding pain in her ass from Hench’s punishment taking away all hope she has to focus on anything but her own misery. Tears flowed down her cheeks, and she loudly sobbed even as she screamed.

“I...I’ll kill you. I’ll break you both.” The threats were empty, and even Rainbow knew that deep down. Rough hooves felt all over her helpless body, feeling her ass and athletic stomach, slapping her roughly when she tried to fight against the ropes holding her. The mare’s body was a toy, and the two stallions played with it eagerly, not ever bothering to respond to her impotent fury. Face soaked with tears, Rainbow stopped bothering with threats. She would wait this out. An opening for escape would present itself, and there was nothing she could do without risking getting killed, not tied up like this at least. So, aside from her grunts of anger and pain, and aside from the occasional sob, the mare took her abuse.

Hench was easily the rougher of the two, which only made it worse for Rainbow that he had the tighter hole. The mare’s neck in one hoove, the other around her waist, he threw his full weight into each thrust. The mare’s clenched walls gripped so firmly, it was hard to move. Another stallion may have even found it painful. It was nothing but bliss to Hench though. The soft and warm flesh slid against his cock with a wonderful friction, his balls massaged against the mare’s backside, since he was pressed so close to each other that every thrust just ground his body against hers. Her sweat soaked fur and the blistering heat made the tent almost unbearable. If Rainbow hadn’t felt so good, he would have laughed off the idea of sex in this heat, but the mare did feel good. She was better than any willing lay he had ever had. There was something to the experience of breaking in such a tough mare that made everything feel so much better.

“You two almost done?” Came an impatient voice from outside. Flush was beyond answering, his face stamped with dumbfounded pleasure, but Hench looked up to reply. Outside the tent, a line had started. The stallion wasn’t sure when they had organized that, or how he hadn’t noticed it until then. It didn’t matter; in fact it brought a sadistic grin to his face. He leaned his face forward and licked Rainbow Dash’s neck, where he’d bitten it before, his cock continuing to plunge into her struggling body.

“Yeah, I will be in just a moment.” He replied, then, to Rainbow Dash, “You won’t be though. You’ll be at this all day.”

The mare howled savagely, but she could do nothing. Even as she felt the warm sensation of cum jetting into her ass, all she could do was yank at the unmoving ropes and yell in protest. Mere seconds after Hench had pulled out of her, another stallion had jumped into the tent and taken his place. In fact, as Hench left the tent, shooting a wink at the bound and abused mare, a third stallion entered, shoving his cock in her face. With the line of stallions outside the tent, and a full awareness of how much danger she would be in if she fought, even a mare as aggressive as Rainbow Dash knew better than to bite. The stallion had to pry her mouth open, but from the moment the cock touched her tongue, she kept her teeth away from his cock as best she could. Flush came inside of her while her mind was still focused on her suddenly full mouth, and the mare only acknowledged it with a sob. The stallion in her throat pushed into her until his cock was hilted, making Rainbow gag loudly.

“Ha! Choking that easily?” A stallion she didn’t recognize asked as he lined himself up with her already used pussy. Rainbow did her best to look at the stallion, cock in her mouth and face covered in tears. He just laughed at her more. “Drink up little missy. Drink every drop we give you like a good filly.”

Rainbow felt the stallion that had replaced Hench in her ass start to move. This one was much bigger and the mare squealed with pain as she felt him force himself in. Just an hour ago, Rainbow would have been humiliated to have made a sound like that, now all she could think about was how much she wanted what was happening to her to stop. All three holes filled, the mare was rocked in place by the stallions’ thrusting. Her body resisted on instinct, her hooves pulling against the ropes holding her, but it didn’t budge and it wouldn’t have mattered anyway with all the stallions in the tent. Eyes that had blazed with impotent rage moments ago now shimmered as all Rainbow could do was cry.

The stallions had no mercy for the bawling mare. A stallion came in her pussy and was replaced with yet another, this one at least using a tissue to clean her out first. Rainbow’s fur was growing more and more matted with cum and the mare felt the torment start to blend together. There was no way to keep count of how many used her, or how many times. Sore hips and the occasional unwanted orgasm kept the mare awake, but her vision was too blurred with tears to see straight. Hooves were on her thighs, holding her up as a stallion pressed into her, moaning as her tight walls gripped him. A stallion in her mouth moaned as her tongue slid down his shaft to the hilt and traced his balls, shooting cum deep into her throat as she unconsciously swallowed it all. The taste clung to her teeth and tongue, the cum coating her mouth. Her abdomen bulged slightly when the cocks entered her, and her strong stomach flexed and twisted as she writhed against the constant abuse. The heat was becoming unbearable, and the whole tent smelled of sweat, both from the road and from the sex.

The screams of fury were gone. The sounds from the tent were moaning, panting, and sobbing. Arguments broke out over who would get what hole when, but in the end it was all just more cocks forced into her aching body. When Rainbow hesitated even a second to accept one stallion’s cock in her mouth, he hit her viciously in her stomach and Rainbow screamed again, not in fury but pain and pure terror. The stallion just used that as a chance to shove his cock into her now open mouth, shutting the mare up in a way he found very pleasurable. Rainbow Dash struggled to suck air in, still winded from the blow as her vision grew blurrier from the pain.

Hours later, and it was finally over. Every stallion had taken a turn. Some, like Hench, had taken several. Rainbow Dash was covered in cum, both dried and fresh, and her face was streaked with tears. The last stallion locked her inside the cage that would become her home, and left her to cry herself to sleep, the fight in her gone and replaced with exhaustion. Too tired to even try and escape, she fell asleep curled up on old straw.

Days passed like this. Then, finally, Caballeron returned, unsuccessful in his destruction of Daring Do’s career. That day, he kept Rainbow Dash to himself, and used her several times in his anger. The mare had been broken down by days of torment, and did little but softly cry. Caballeron seemed to take even more enjoyment out of that then the other stallions did.

Then, their time in the camp was over. Rainbow could tell as she looked out from her cage because the stallions were packing their tents. The mare’s ears lifted. It was over, they were giving up, and she would be free to go home. Had Pinkie already gone back, or was the earth pony still looking for her, Rainbow wondered. Then the stallions lifted the cage and set it inside one of the closed wagons. It didn’t even take Rainbow Dash a second to realize what this meant for her. They had left her tied up in the cage for the first time, a rag in her mouth and tape over her lips to keep her quiet, and now she understood why. They didn’t want her screaming for help as they took her away. The pegasus frantically screamed, her eyes wide with terror as the stallions closed the wagon door, shutting her off from the outside world.

They traveled for a full day, only stopping at night. The stallions didn’t unload anything from the wagon that wasn’t necessary for lunch, except for Rainbow Dash. She was lifted out of her cage and dragged out in front of the fire. As she screamed into her gag, hoping someone on the road could hear her, the stallions used her. The pressure in her ass hurt and the pleasure she felt from the stallion fucking her pussy was humiliating, and it lasted for more than an hour, until every stallion had gotten his turn. This happened the next day, and the next. The scenery changed, and Rainbow soon had no idea where she was or how to get home. The mare was hundreds of miles from her friends, and she knew now that she would never see them again.

Then they were in some foreign city, and Caballeron was on a stage, talking about the merits of her as a sex slave. A former Wonderbolt was a prize nopony in the underground could resist, and Caballeron left with bags of bits, with Rainbow restrained on the cold show floor until her buyer, a member of some underground group, lifted her away. She spent some time in his “service” before he sold her to another pony like him, and the process repeated. Rainbow Dash lost track of where she was or even who owned her. The chance to purchase a former Wonderbolt was one few in the underground could resist, and the money that passed around grew with every trade. For Rainbow, every experience was the same. Cocks shoved inside every orifice, cum on her fur and in her mouth, and through it all, the fire slowly died even more.

In a quiet brothel, across the western ocean from Equestria, an aging bandit of a stallion browsed. Ten years of plundering old ruins and robbing museums had turned Hench into a rich pony, though always in service to Caballeron. Now retired, he wandered the fringes of the known world, searching for new pleasures. After flashing gold for the owner of the establishment, the various ponies enslaved there were brought out for him to choose from. Colts and fillies, stallions and mares, the place had everything he could want from his own kind. For a moment, he was disappointed that the selection didn’t include any non-pony options…, then he recognized a mane of hair, bright and prismatic. Stepping past all of the other options, Hench let out a surprised laugh.

“Rainbow Dash? What are the odds of running into you again?” He asked, mockingly. The mare was in chains, her fur worn down at the cuffs of each leg and her eyes sunken. Still, even in this state, the hate in her eyes was unmistakable.

“You recognize this one? I’ve heard she’s been traded around for some time, and she has proven popular here.”

“Oh, I would know this whore anywhere. Yes, this is the one, have her sent upstairs for me.” Hench said. The brothel owner bowed low.

“As you wish.”

After ten years, there was no more struggle in Rainbow Dash. She didn’t remember what it felt like to have her hooves unbound, or to fly. All there was for her was service. As Hench arrived to find her neck chained to the bed, legs manacled in front of her, she did nothing to stop him. Hench mounted her from behind, and she once again felt his cock press into her ass. As the stallion enjoyed the nostalgia of fucking his favorite rape victim again, Rainbow pushed the hate she felt down. It was all his fault, everything that was stolen from her, but it was too late to matter. There was a cock to be serviced, and that was all she was for now.

Apple Bloom Meets Spike on a Night Walk

It was a long walk from Sweet Apple Acres to Ponyville, especially at night, when the shadows loomed large. However, the night air had always been calming to Apple Bloom, and she was never one to be scared of something as silly as the dark. Nights like these, when the air was warm and she didn’t need to worry about class the next morning, she would walk the length of the town from her home all the way down to the last stretch of road before the Everfree, the one place she wouldn’t dare to go. It was rare for her to see anypony out so late, so she was especially surprised when, on her way back through the family orchard, she saw Spike. The young dragon looked a bit flustered and was pacing along the path.

“Spike? Are you ok?” The filly picked up her pace until she was next to him. Spike looked in surprise. The filly saw a strange look in his eyes.

“Apple Bloom?” He asked, sounding confused.

“Uh, yeah. It’s me. Are you ok? You don’t look well.” She stepped up to him and put her hoof to his forehead. “Doesn’t feel like you have a fever.”

“I feel…weird. Smoulder told me that dragons my age go through…certain things. She told me I would have what she called ‘wild episodes.’ I’m not sure what she meant, and she said she’d explain it tomorrow.” He gave an almost delirious smile, “Kinda bad timing for me, apparently.”

“Dragons have it rough, I guess.” Apple Bloom replied. She had a general idea of what Spike was talking about, Applejack had given her a talk only a few months before about what her own body would be doing soon, though the filly imagined it would be very different for her scaled friend. Spike stared back at her without replying. Spike was her friend, but there was something in his eyes that was making her feel uncomfortable

“Yeah…I guess.” He leaned towards her, wild green eyes staring into hers. His claw went out and cupped her chin, which normally wouldn’t have bothered Apple Bloom, but there was just something about how he was looking at her that made her uncomfortable. “I’m glad I ran into you tonight.”

“Thanks, Spike.” Apple Bloom took a small step back, the dragon’s claw slipping away from her face. That look in his eyes intensified. “If you’d like, I could walk with you back to Twilight’s castle. She probably knows something to help with…whatever it is you’re feeling.”

“I think you can help with that too.” He sounded like something completely different. The voice was flat, with a coarse edge to it. Suddenly, Apple Bloom felt very unsafe. She took another step back.

“Oh, I don’t think I can. What good would a little filly like me be at helping a dragon.” She turned to leave. “Come to think of it, it is pretty late. I’m sure you can make your way back home just fine. Applejack will wonder where I am if I’m not back soon.”

“She’s asleep. She won’t wonder anything for hours.” Spike sped towards her, his claw grabbing her around the shoulder, digging just strongly enough to hold her without drawing blood. Apple Bloom was now terrified.

“Spike, I am going home now.” She said, with as much force as she could. All she could see of Spike through the dark of the night was his silhouette and a pair of crazed green eyes.

“No, you’re not. Not yet.” His other claw shot out and grabbed one of her forehooves. Apple Bloom shreaked in panic and shot her legs back behind her, catching the dragon in the stomach. He doubled over with a grunt of pain. Apple Bloom wasted no time seeing if that had knocked his sense back into him, she just ran. The cold earth of the orchard path was kicked up in her flurry of movement. She leapt over the fence and cut a straight line for her home. Applejack could keep her safe, and she knew the orchard better than Spike. She just needed to stay in the trees. A shadow shot over her as she ran, and when she looked up, she saw those green orbs, glowing like lights, staring back at her from above.

“That hurt.” He hissed. Apple Bloom screamed and tried to run faster, her heart hammering at her chest from the exertion. The shadow descended, claws out and poised to grab her, but what ended the chase was a loose root. Apple Bloom’s left forehoof snagged as she ran. Even before she hit the ground, her mind had time to realize how bad this was for her. She tumbled forward, head over hooves. The cruel earth slammed into her several times on the way down before she finally came to a messy stop at the bottom of a hill. Her whole body hurt and she was bleeding from several small cuts, but it didn’t feel like anything was broken. The filly tried to rise, so she could continue her attempted escape, but the shadow dropped down right in front of her.

“S-Spike, I’m hurt. Please just let me go to my sister for help.” She begged, fully aware she wasn’t going to be able to get away from him a second time.

“Some small cuts. Twilight taught me some pony first aid. You are going to be fine.” He leaned down, his claws grabbing her forehooves and shoving them over her head. “Your sister can help you clean them up later.” Through the black of the shadows, rows of white teeth glinted greedily. She was no longer seeing Spike, Apple Bloom realized to her horror.

“Please, let me go. I need to get home, or my family will be worried.” Apple Bloom’s voice quivered fearfully.

“They are all asleep. Now stop making excuses.” Spike leaned forward, forcing his lips against hers. Apple Bloom’s screamed in muffled shock as she felt a long tongue slither into her mouth. Spike’s sharp claws dug into the flesh of Apple Bloom’s thighs, drawing a small amount of blood, as he forced her legs apart. Tears stung at her eyes as Apple Bloom realized she had no hope of getting out of her predicament. Then, the dragon thrust his hips forward. The filly jolted as the young cock slammed into her even as his tongue continued to explore her mouth. Apple Bloom squirmed to try and get loose, but Spike just gripped her tighter, his claws painfully digging into her skin. It was pointless to fight back, she realized. Spike finally pulled his head away from hers, even as he began to more rhythmically thrust into her.

“This was exactly what I needed….” He gasped. Apple Bloom covered her face with her hooves and sobbed deeply. Spike didn’t even seem to notice, his hips thrusting faster. “I’m so glad I found you tonight.”

“Spike…, stop….” She whispered, painfully. He ignored her.

“You always were so cute, and you look just perfect right now.” Apple Bloom parted her hooves just enough to peek through them, seeing the pair of wild, unblinking green eyes staring back down at her. There was no hint of her friend to be seen. The eyes finally closed for a moment as the dragon gave a feral grunt. Apple Bloom screamed as she felt ribbons of cum shooting into her. For a brief second, after the shock wore off, the filly was relieved. She believed it was over.

“That was amazing. Now, I want to try another hole.” Spike hissed. Apple Bloom stared in horror as she realized that the dragon was still erect. “There is another difference between dragons and ponies, no down time before the males are ready to go again.” Spike seemed delighted, and Apple Bloom just bawled louder. The dragon grabbed her by the back of her head, getting a clawful of her messy hair, and positioned himself over her head. The filly knew what was coming and tried to close her mouth. The dragon’s dick poked against her pursed lips eagerly.

“Now now, Apple Bloom. You’re my friend. I don’t want to hurt you, but if you don’t open up, I’ll have to.” There wasn’t a hint of doubt in the filly’s mind that he meant it. The mortified foal opened her mouth, and the dragon’s cock slid down her throat. For several minutes, he thrust into her mouth, making her gag as he did. Apple Bloom’s scalp hurt from where he was roughly gripping her and she wanted to puke, but she allowed him to abuse her body. There wasn’t anything else she could do. Spike growled with delight, his young cock delighting in the unwilling warmth of the foal’s mouth. Finally, for the second time that night, he came. He yanked her hair so she was pulled as tightly against his crotch as she could get. The filly tried desperately to swallow as much as she could, but still ended up choking badly, cum bursting out from her lips. Finally, Spike released his grip on her.

“That…,” He gasped out, “That was amazing.” His eyes slowly turned to normal, the haze leaving him. As his mind returned to him, he was left staring down at the abused Apple Bloom, only able to choke and sob on the orchard ground. “What…?” He blinked rapidly, “What did I just do?” Yet, even as his mind returned to normal, what he’d felt stuck in his mind. Seeing the miserable filly beneath him confused him, but there wasn’t a hint of regret. Still, he couldn’t have her telling anypony what happened here. Besides, the urge would come back to him, and he would need some way of dealing with it. Making up his mind, he picked the filly up. Apple Bloom, clueless to just how bad her situation was, barely seemed to register what was happening as he flew into the air with her. The Everfree was a big place, and with the Elements returned, not even all that dangerous anymore. There were plenty of places for a filly to go missing, and he had plenty of time in his schedule to set up a makeshift place to keep her. As he disappeared into the sky above Ponyville, Spike thought about how this was the best way to handle this. Apple Bloom would never be able to tell anypony about what he’d done, her mouth would only ever be for him now.