Tower of Diamond

Diamond Tiara woke up with a start, covered in sweat and tears. She’d been having another nightmare. That asshole had kept Spoony away from her all day, and without the mare’s soothing presence or the numbing booze, she couldn’t sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, her brain started to think.

That’s why she had the company. She shouldn’t have let Red take it. The company occupied most of her brain while she was awake, keeping her from thinking about anything else. The booze had done the trick as soon as she finished her workday. Then Spoony showed up, and that was all she could think about.

In her haze, she’d figured Red could have her company if he could survive, as long as she had Spoony. She didn’t need it to soothe her anymore, it was more of a distraction than she’d wanted. Just more wasted time, pulling her away from the only thing that mattered—Spoony. It hadn’t occurred to her addled mind that he’d take the company away, and then fucking take Spoony. Spoony was hers, forever. She was Diamond fucking Tiara, and nothing and nopony would take Spoony away from her again.

Diamond sat, stewing in rage and cuffed to the bed. She looked at the locks. If she could get a hairpin, she could work her way out. It had been a few years, but she still remembered how.

She didn’t have any hairpins. Spoony didn’t either. Diamond looked for her vanity, where her hairpins were. She could use one to pick the lock and rescue Spoony. She’d do it right this time. She wouldn’t lose the pin. She could hold hooves steady now. She was stronger now. She was an adult, all grown up. No one and nothing could stop her, now. Not even Mommy.

Diamond collapsed back in the bed. This wasn’t her room, the vanity wasn’t here. That was in Ponyville. This was her penthouse. Her fortress. Spoony was safe. Diamond could rest. She took a deep breath, letting it come out slowly. After a few more, she closed her eyes, and then opened them in frustration. He was watching her again.

“Red… I’m trying to sleep.”

“You’re not having much success, are you, Diamond?”

She looked at him, her eyes tired. “Just bring me a bottle of… anything. I’ll sleep then. Or Spoony. She’d be the best.”

His eyes darkened. “I’m not letting you abuse her tonight, Diamond. She’s resting. She needs it.”

She lied, sweetly. “I won’t make her do anything, I just want something to… cuddle. I’ll let her sleep.”

He contemplated her request for a moment, then answered slowly. “I think I’ll help you with that.”

Diamond smiled, closing her eyes and relaxing into the bed. Spoony would be back soon. “Thank you, Red.”

He didn’t answer. Instead she felt his gaze grow more intense, dancing up and down her body. Was he looking at her crotch? She shifted her tail to cover herself better. He stepped closer.

“Red, why aren’t you going to get her? I’m waiting.” Her patience was wearing thin.

“I’m not getting Spoony, Diamond. She needs to rest.”

Diamond’s eyes shot open, watching incredulously as he climbed up into the bed next to her. “You wouldn’t.”

Red chuckled, his laughter strangely cruel. It sent a chill down Diamond’s spine. “I am.”

Diamond glared down his body, and saw his raging hard cock. She let out a frustrated sigh, leaning backwards in the bed. “Whatever.” She spread her legs, and uncovered her pussy for him.

She’d never done this before, but it couldn’t be hard. After all, Spoony had done it every goddamned day since they were 12, and Spoony was nothing. She was an insect who couldn’t handle things. The only way she could function was with Diamond’s help. Diamond was stronger, impossibly stronger, so she could handle this.

“When you’re done ejaculating your filth onto or into me, can you at least bring me some booze? I really need a drink, as you are about to find out.”

Diamond was dry as a fucking desert. Would that make this hurt? Did she care? Pain never really bothered her, unless it got in her way.

“No.”

Red was posed over her now, and she glared angrily at him. “No? Who the fuck do you think you are, Red?”

He lowered himself slowly, pressing his snout to hers. “I think that I’m your fucking owner now, Diamond.”

Red took his hoof, and touched the side of her head, grabbing her softly by the mane.

Diamond’s rage came back. Nopony ever touched her without her permission. She’d expected him to fuck her and get this over with, not grab her fucking head. She lifted a hoof, and slammed it into the side of his head, sending him tumbling off the bed.

“Don’t touch me, Red. I don’t care if you fuck me, but don’t goddamned touch me.”

She lay back in bed, waiting to see if he got the message. Slowly, Red got to his hooves. She stared at him, still pissed off. He was bleeding from a little cut on the side of his head where she’d struck him. Diamond also noticed that his ear was nicked, with a little chunk missing. The wound looked a few days old. She wondered who he had pissed off.

“You want angry, Diamond? I can do angry.” Red walked around the bed, and started pulling on the chains, forcing Diamond’s hooves out and flat onto the bed as he attached them at higher links.

She didn’t squirm or writhe, but she did make him work for it. Diamond calmly pulled on each of the chains when he notched them, testing her strength against his. They were both earth ponies, but he was bigger. Quickly she found herself outmatched each time, then found herself strapped tight onto the bed in a spread eagle position. She’d done this to Spoony hundreds of times, in the viewing room. Then she’d pulled out the toys.

Diamond closed her eyes, and smiled, remembering Spoony spread eagle with a vibrator tied to her clit. Oh how she had screamed. Diamond loved when Spoony screamed. It reminded her of home.

Suddenly, she felt Red’s stupid gaze on her, and she opened her eyes to glare hatefully at him as he once again stood over her. He’d interrupted her, like he always did nowadays. She should have hired a better hitpony. She could afford one.

“Lets try this again, Diamond.”

She watched him lower his body, and felt him settle his weight on hers. Diamond took deep, angry breaths. “Don’t… fucking… touch me.”

Red didn’t answer, instead taking his hoof and softly grabbing her chin. “You’re mine. I can do what I want with you.”

Diamond saw red, the fire rushing through her veins as her adrenaline pumped. This insect had his hoof on her chin. She quivered in unadulterated rage, but made no move. She understood that she was chained. Diamond pressed her mouth tightly together to hold in her scream of rage. She was stronger. She wouldn’t scream. She wouldn’t struggle.

She’d show him how much better she was.

Red watched her, slowly moving his hoof up and down her cheek, only touching her softly. He spoke low. “Does this make you angry, Diamond?”

She opened her mouth, feeling her eyes water in rage. “Fuck you…”

He smiled. “Good.”

His hoof trailed up her cheek, to her ear, and then down again. Diamond fought back the urge to snap at him. She might not be stronger than him physically, but she was stronger in her resolve. She wouldn’t struggle. She’d show him how strong she was.

Red slowly moved his hoof down her neck, and then back up. “You have a beautiful body, Diamond. It’s a shame you never shared it with anyone.”

“No one comes close to me…”

“Not even Spoony?”

Diamond’s answer was quick, her voice certainly didn’t tremble as his hoof gently massaged her throat. “Especially not Spoony.”

“I see. Then what about me?” Red leaned in close, his hot breath washing over her face.

“You?” She forced a laugh. “I chose to indulge you, Red. Nothing more. Clearly it was a mistake.”

His hoof went to her mouth. “What makes you so much better than us, Diamond? Why do you think we aren’t worth your time?”

She frowned. The peon didn’t even understand. He still didn’t even understand what was happening. Had she fucked up? “My will, Red. My drive. I’ll do anything and everything to get things done. Nothing, and nopony can stop me, because I do what I have to. No matter who or what is in my way.”

He still didn’t know what she meant. Her mind flickered to another killer she knew. A rogue changeling who liked bits more than emotions. Red wouldn’t see him coming.

Red smiled back, his face inches from her. “So do I, Diamond.”

Slowly, he pressed her mouth open with his hoof. She didn’t fight it. Red wouldn’t make her squirm like some lowly bug. Then he leaned forward, and his lips touched hers.

Diamond blinked. She bel… No, Spoony belonged to her. Spoony was the only pony she kissed. This wasn’t a kiss. It couldn’t be.

His tongue slid past her lips, and he moaned into her.

Diamond gently tried to close her mouth, to turn away. It wasn’t struggling. He was just… too strong. She’d already known that. She’d seen his strength when he’d pinned down Spoony. Now he was pinning her down.

His hoof held her still as he invaded her body. His tongue was hot, strangely too big and slow to be in her mouth. What was he doing? This wasn’t a kiss. Kisses had little, hot and quivering tongues that danced in her mouth. Kisses were from Spoony.

They didn’t have this big, slow wet thing that slid across her tongue like it owned her. They weren’t wet, and slimy. Spit didn’t roll into her mouth, coating it in a cold, alien slickness. Red moaned again, and Diamond’s wide eyes looked at him.

His eyes were closed, his brow was furrowed, and his mouth was on hers. She could feel him breathe, inside her and around her. She smelled Red for the first time, and realized his breath was all she could smell. Tears welled up in her eyes. She was stronger than him.

His tongue on hers said otherwise. Diamond shuddered, the anger burning strangely, almost pleasantly through her body. He took his hoof off her mouth, and she felt his lips press tighter onto her. They were hot, and soft as they surrounded her.

She drew in a breath, feeling it come from his lungs into hers. Diamond shuddered again. She closed her eyes, no longer wanting to look at his concentrating face, his furrowed brow, his short brown mane cascading across his snout, or his firm jawline. She saw him, kissing her in her mind.

He was kissing her. Taking from her. The thought occupied her mind for a brief moment, disgusting her and consuming her. It was all she could think about.

Diamond let out a breath, and realized it went into him. He’d simply breathed her in. She let out another breath, hot and slow, and a quiet noise rumbled from her throat.

Red slowly pulled back, and Diamond’s mouth felt cold. He was out of her, and it was slimy now. It felt empty. She ran her tongue breathlessly across her teeth, feeling how everything in there had changed. Feeling what Red had done to her when he…

Kissed her.

Red planed a small, tender kiss on her lip, and it tingled. Diamond shuddered again, hearing that little noise again as her breath eked out of her lungs in little spurts.

Slowly, Diamond opened her eyes, locking onto his. His eyes were calm, and beautiful. Of course he fucking was. Goddamn it.

Red pulled away from her and licked his lips. Diamond’s gaze snapped to his tongue, inspecting the instrument of her torture. It was… wide. Not like Spoony’s. It was so soft, large, and wet. She gulped, then realized that she probably swallowed some of his spit. It was inside of her now, just like his breath. She watched his tongue, and realized that he was licking up… her.

That noise happened again.

Red grew a small smile. “Well, Diamond? What about now? Am I worthy yet?”

She trembled, quietly watching him. Then she lied. “No.” What had she wanted again?

Red just smiled calmly, leaning back down into her. “Then let’s try again…”

This time, he didn’t have to force her mouth open when he kissed her. He also didn’t stop when she moaned. Diamond moaned softly into his relentless kiss. Her mouth filled with him, her lungs filled with him, and her mind grew blissfully smaller around the thought of him. She shuddered again, relaxing completely into the bed.

She was letting him do this. It was an indulgence. She was indulging his… loyalty. To the company. This was his reward.

Or something. She didn’t fucking care.

Diamond’s heart raced as she kissed him, leaning up into him. Diamond indulged his tongue, his lips, and his breath. Diamond opened her eyes, and focused on his as she made a quiet noise. The whine grew to a moan, louder, and hotter.

This time, when he pulled away she followed him. She trailed his tongue with hers, and felt the lingering sparkling sensation on her lips where he’d been. She licked them, tasting his spit on her flesh, and smelling him in the air.

“And now? Don’t lie to me, Diamond. You’re better than that…”

She licked her lips again, searching for anything she might have missed. Carefully, she let out a shaky breath. She was better than that. She was impeccable. “You… You are… good enough to indulge. Every once in a while.”

Red chuckled, leaning in close again. Diamond prepared for another kiss, but he ignored her and went to whisper in her ear. “Why is that, my Diamond?”

“You… can do what needs to be done.” She shuddered, feeling his hot breath tickling her ear so gently. Then he nibbled on her.

She hummed as the nibble sent an electric shock through her body. It felt like the crack of a whip, a spark that went through her mind and straight to her tail. It was hot, warming up and almost burning. Oh… fuck.

Slowly, Diamond’s tail flagged to the side as she shuddered. He couldn’t see. He wouldn’t know.

“It looks like we’re both ready to do what needs to be done, my Diamond.”

Fuck. He had noticed. Of course he would, he was paying all his attention to her. She felt it, not just in a spot on her ear, but throughout her body. He was focused on her, every single part of her. She felt the pressure, like a giant glove surrounding her, just slightly squeezing. Diamond was enveloped.

She shivered. He had her.

“Is this really how you measure us, Diamond? I’m hard as a rock, and you’re shaking like Spoony. All while I’m on top, and you’re the one chained down and moaning. Who… is better now?” His voice was cold.

Diamond could feel him. His breath and spit were inside her. He was on top of her. He was around her. She shivered. She knew the answer. Diamond closed her mouth. She’d fight. She’d deny him.

Red chuckled. “Giving up? Are you going to squirm like a bug now, writhing and thrashing in a vain attempt to escape? You know the answer, my Diamond.” He grabbed her face with his hoof, holding it rock still as he forced her to look at him. His voice was low and vicious. “Don’t debase yourself.”

He easily tilted her head back with his hoof, and gave her a long, warm, gentle kiss that trailed down her neck.

Diamond stared at the ceiling, her eyes open and her breath coming out in little moans. It was too much. He was too much. She trembled, terrified of what he said. Of what it meant.

Because he was right. She was too proud. He’d won. “Y... You…”

Fuck, was she proud of…

She shivered, feeling his attention tighten around her, the pressure focusing on her, warming her. He drew a long, slow lick up her neck and over her chin. His tongue was warm and wide, and it left a cool trail of spit.

“So tell me, my Diamond. Who do you belong to?”

Diamond closed her eyes, surprised to find tears in them. She was stronger than this. Slowly, she opened them, focusing on Red’s face with only a fraction of the focus he had on her whole body. It was all she could manage in the moment, all she had left. Her mind was blank, and she was unable to think. Unable to focus. Unlike him.

“I… I belong to you, Red.” Her voice sounded so weak, so pathetic to her ears. It felt like she was 12 again, unsure of her place in the world and terrified of adults. Terrified of him.

Red’s grin grew wide. He leaned in close, putting his hoof in her mane… His mane now. “That’s fucking right, you do.”

Diamond shuddered, her terror mixing with the heat, the fury, and the warmth that was growing inside of her as he leaned into another kiss. This time he was hungry.

His mouth devoured hers, forcing it open and forcing himself inside. She didn’t allow him, she didn’t let him or indulge him. She welcomed him.

Diamond moaned, loudly and hungrily back as his mouth claimed hers. Her body was hot, and her mind was blank. He pulled on her mane, and there was another whip crack through her spine. Her leg quivered, shaking against the chains that held her. She tried to pull it up, tried to close her legs so he couldn’t see. So he wouldn’t know how utterly and fully he had won.

She moaned when she realized that she couldn’t. She was forced open to him, spread bare and leaking. Just like Spoony. She relaxed, feeling her wet pussy quiver under his heavy body, and she knew that he already knew. She shivered again, as the thought sent another heavy erotic pulse to her tail. He… knew.

Red pulled out of his hungry kiss, letting go of her mane and letting her flop breathlessly back into the bed. She felt his attention focus on her pussy, spread wide for him to see, wet and glistening in the low light of the room. Diamond trembled, terrified and excited about what was about to happen.

He stood up, just enough so that he could look. Then he lowered a hoof down her chest. Down her stomach, and settled it right at the top of her pelvis.

The hoof pressed gently, simply reminding Diamond that he was there.

“Whose body is this, my Diamond?”

She closed her eyes. The answer was easy. “Yours.”

“When can I touch this body, my body?”

She shivered. Her stomach flipped. It was antithetical to her nature. It was… No. Don’t think about it. “Whenever you want.”

He smiled wide, leaning down to give her another hot kiss, but leaving his hoof right there. Not touching her delicate, soft, wet and hungry flower. Just right there. So close. She could feel the warmth radiating off his body, the pressure in the air as he hovered… right there.

The kiss was almost loving, and she was left breathless and hungry. She couldn’t believe he had done this to her. Was doing this to her… “Fuck, Red…”

Red smiled darkly, and slowly crawled off the bed.

She watched him, her mind slowly turning. Was he going to loosen the straps, so she could move when he fucked her?

Red walked to the door, and looked over his shoulder while licking his lips. “Good night, Diamond.”

Diamond couldn’t believe it. She smelled her own arousal. She watched him walk away. She was chained to the bed, hornier than she’d ever been and completely unable to do anything about it.

She closed her eyes. She was weak. He already knew that. He already knew she was weak as she’d been when she was a kid. She sucked in a breath, and did something that she never imagined herself doing.

Diamond begged.

“Red, please… don’t… leave me like this.” Her voice didn’t sound like hers. It sounded smaller, weaker. The voice that needed Red wasn’t hers. It was a scared filly’s.

Red stopped, and looked over his shoulder. “Whose body is that, Diamond?”

She didn’t hesitate. She needed him to come back. She needed another kiss, another touch, another anything. She didn’t care. She wanted to be surrounded by his attention. Held by it. Sink into it…

“Yours, Red. It’s fucking yours.”

Red turned all the way around, his almost cruel smile facing directly at her. She saw his dangling cock underneath, hard as a rock, throbbing, and bulging with veins. It seemed to pulse as she stared. Red’s voice was cold. “When can I touch it?”

Diamond blinked.

Fuck.

She whispered, desperately hoping she was wrong. “Whenever you want, Red.”

“Goodnight, Diamond.” The door shut.

Diamond stared blankly at the ceiling, and started to scream. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!” The screams continued, and all she could think about was how Red had just fucked her harder than she’d ever been.

When she ran out of breath, she stilled. Her eyes were wet. Her pussy was wet. She closed her eyes, gasping for breath. It was all Red. Red had done this.

Red owned her now.

Slowly, she drifted off to sleep, her mind twirling around a big, Red, cruel stallion.

Silver woke up with a start. Red was standing next to her, breathing hard. She glanced down, noting the leather collar keeping her chained to the pet bed. She smiled. She was safe.

“Is everything okay, Red?”

He looked at her, and swallowed. She looked under him, and arched her eyebrows. He was rock hard, and making no effort to hide it. “I see it is not.”

Silver licked her lips. “So, you just gonna stand there, or do you wanna toss your haydog down my hallway?” She stood up, stretching, and flicked her tail to the side for him. His eyes glanced down, seemingly surprised, and she giggled.

“Don’t worry about foreplay, Red. My bank is always open for deposits.” She gave an exaggerated wink at him, nodding her head heavily to the side of her closed eye. “Especially for my number one client.”

Red seemed confused. “Sp… Silver?”

Silver glanced down again. He looked ready to burst. She struggled, wanting it inside her desperately. Her eyes unfocused. It would fill her so full, and she’d be all leaky for Diamond to look at. She shook her head, hard, and took a deep breath. “Red. If you want to fuck Silver, you better hurry. You keep me waiting, and Spoony will be the pony getting your cock.”

Red didn’t say anything. He stepped forward, leaning down and putting his weight on her. Silver took a deep breath, taking in Red’s scent. He smelled like Diamond. She shivered.

Spoony would be a good little pony for Mr. Red.

Red bit the back of her neck, and she moaned in ecstasy. “Sorry, Mr. Red. I couldn’t wait.”

Red paused, so Spoony pressed backwards against his cock, feeling it rub hotly against her pussy. That got his attention.

Red thrust slowly, agonizingly as he split her wide. Spoony smiled, kissing the base of his cock with her naked flesh. It was so big… So full… She knew how to do it. She didn’t have to think about it.

Don’t think. Only do.

Spoony squeezed, and Red moaned. She spread her legs further, letting him fill her. She felt him slide, the friction warming and tantalizing her. He was deep. He was always deep.

She loved getting filled with Red. Diamond loved watching.

Spoony looked over her shoulder, trying to see Diamond. She wasn’t here. Oh well.

She had her rules. Cum for Mr. Red.

She didn’t think about it, she just moaned. “Mr. Red!!”

Then, she did. Her body squeezed, shuddering. When she had been new at this, she would have collapsed from the euphoria. Spoony was far from new at this. Now she could do it again.

“Mr. Red!”

Spoony’s tongue spilled out of her mouth as she snorted heavily, her legs quivering from both orgasms. Don’t think. Only do.

“Mr. RED!”

The gushing fluid soaked her bed. Her eyes rolled up, and Red bit down hard on her neck. There might have been blood. Spoony felt her scar tingle, and she gasped for breath. Her insides felt warm, and she smiled drowsily while she shook.

Red filled her with cum, and now was frantically thrusting into her messy cunt. Spoony was the best slut. She laughed. Don’t think.

Red kept filling her, draining into her while she came down from her high. Her pussy quivered around his softening cock, even as he kept thrusting and she leaked little squirts. Noisy squelches and heavy labored breathing were the only sound she heard as Mr. Red used her for the only thing she was good for anymore, the only thing she could do.

Spoony groaned, content with her place in the world.

Red spat out her neck, and pushed her into the ground. It hurt when she slammed into the oversized dog bed. Spoony looked up at him from her side, and licked her lips as her whole body continued to shiver in delight.

“Do it again...”

And why wouldn’t he?

Diamond woke up to the sound of Spoony screaming. There was loud thumping and moaning coming from the wall. Diamond closed her eyes with a smile as she drifted back to sleep, deeper than she had in years as she was soothed by the comforting sounds and sensations.

She’d finally made it back home.

Diamond stared blankly at the ceiling. No Spoony, no booze, and no fucking Red. He’d come in, tease her until she gave in, and then just leave. Hour after hour, day after day. There were few breaks, and they were short. So far, six days in, the only relief she’d gotten was exclusively when he’d drag her to the bathroom and she had a few short minutes to sit on the toilet in silence, or when she finally passed out at night to the sound of him roughly fucking Spoony.

It always surprised her how much stronger and larger he was than her. For some reason, she kept imagining herself overpowering him, or towering over him. Maybe it was all the time she’d spent looking down on him.

To make it all worse, he’d started giving her Spoony’s water. He’d realized that the pre-labeled bottles that arrived every morning weren’t just plain water. Well, Spoony’s weren’t.

With every sip she could taste a faint hint of the… medication. She hadn’t bothered asking him not to make her drink it when he switched the bottles. He already humiliated her enough, she didn’t need to beg him for every little fucking thing. As a result, she’d been more emotional lately, not that she’d let him see the effects. Worse, it made her so goddamn fucking horny.

She knew this would only be the beginning. He was slowly and meticulously chiseling away at her. Just like he always did with everything. She shivered, closing her eyes.

Was he going to just give up and kill her? She’d deserve it, if only because she hadn’t managed to stop him. Not even failed to stop him. She’d done almost nothing… No, that wasn’t what was going to happen. She’d accounted for that. Red was angry. He was planning to do to her what she’d done to his little marefriend. She just wasn’t sure how. He’d hesitated, and now she was stuck halfway between who she was and… whoever she would be next.

Every once in a while he’d ask a work question, or something dumb like that, but other than that or the constant tear downs during their sessions, he didn’t even talk to her. Not like he did with Spoony. She’d hear them talk sometimes, through the wall. She heard them particularly well when Spoony was screaming. They played every night, after he’d finished cutting into Diamond’s ego with his sharp words and his soft mouth. He probably thought it hurt her to listen to Spoony get fucked after how he always left her.

He was mostly right. If he had been fucking any other pony after repeatedly turning down her humiliated begging, she would have killed him herself; no assassin needed. Not when it was Spoony, though. Spoony needed the attention. Spoony needed to scream.

Diamond smiled easily at the ceiling. It hurt. Her arms hurt from the cuffs she’d spent nearly a week in, her body ached from being stuck in bed all day and night, and her ego was in tatters. Today she’d stopped begging, but only because she was sure it wouldn’t work. Her body still begged him, though. In many ways, that was worse. When he’d had his fill of her mouth, usually with his hot, wide tongue, then he’d leave her in a heated and restrained solitude for the next few hours.

She couldn’t even touch herself to get some relief. She simply ached, her body burning with an alien need. She was even beginning to dream of him. Of his tongue filling her mouth, then suckling as it went down her neck. The tongue would wet her coat, burn her skin, and then drop lower. In real life he always stopped just above her bare and begging pubic mound. In her dreams, he didn’t stop.

It wouldn’t be long now. Every little cut, every little bruise, every moan that he forced out of her was one more finely carved facet. Was he turning her into a briolette? At least they were pretty.

Diamond Tiara had been carved into once before. The pony hadn’t been meticulous like Red. They spent years tapping at her wildly until they’d finally given up and used a hammer. She’d shattered. Her young, brilliant ego cracked wildly into a million rough and sharp shards. Those shards had hurt ponies, but they still sparkled in the light. She’d spent most of her life cracked and broken and still managed to conquer all those insects. She was still Diamond, after all.

She wondered if any of the pieces held reflections of what she once was.

The door opened, distracting her from her dangerous musings. In slipped Spoony, and Diamond smiled.

“Hey, DT.” She looked nervous.

“Hello, Spoony.” Diamond eyed her hungrily.

Spoony shivered. “I… miss you.” Then she went to unhook the chains binding Diamond to the bed.

Diamond hissed. “Don’t do that, Spoony.”

Spoony stopped, looking confused. “But… I… You… have to win?”

Diamond hated that Spoony was such an idiot. They all were. Little stupid bugs. “I am winning, Spoony.”

“I thought…” Spoony faltered, looking terrified and confused.

“Don’t do that,” Diamond interrupted her. “Rather than waste my time with stupid questions, why don’t you come over here and sit on my face?”

Spoony was just as dumb as every other insect, but she was also pretty. Better yet, she was always wet. The mare started to stumble to Diamond, muttering to herself. “Don’t think… Don’t think…. Just do…”

Diamond smiled as her mouth filled with Spoony’s warm, wet pussy. Red was keeping her hydrated. Good. He’d been getting better and better at caring for her. He’d need to be good at caring for his things. Diamond took a long, wet slurp and watched Spoony squirm.

Spoony smelled fragrant. She’d been using Diamond’s nice shampoo instead of the dog shampoo. Diamond breathed deep, enjoying the feel of soft flesh on her tongue and her snout buried in Spoony’s clean, but musky backside.

Diamond didn’t know how long it lasted, or how many times Spoony’s salty nectar dribbled down her throat. All she knew was that at some point, Red pulled an exhausted Spoony off her soaked face. Diamond blinked, confused at where her warm, safe world had gone.

Red glared at her, angry and silent as he took Spoony out of the room.

Diamond was alone again. She tasted Spoony on her lips, licking them while she remembered the smell, the taste, even Spoony’s weight on her face. She needed to feel Spoony on her face again.

Red’s glare was on her, digging into her side painfully.

“Hello, Red.”

He sighed. “Hello, Diamond. Silver told me what happened. I suppose I should chastise you for being bad and touching her.”

Diamond nodded. “Yeah. I touched the hell out of her. You really should.”

He sighed, seemingly exasperated. “I can’t figure you out. Do you like this?”

She laughed. Liking it would make her a worm. “Not at all, Red. I hate this. My arms are chaffed, I don’t get to see Spoony, and your weird goddamn teasing is fucking me worse than actually fucking me.”

“So why put up with it? You and Spoony could have fled the building. Called the cops. Something.”

She snorted. “There’s something I hate way more than what you’re doing to me. Besides, I know the cops won't help me. I also know you’ve changed my access code. It wouldn’t be so easy to escape as that, would it, Red?”

He stared at her, silently.

She groaned. Was he an idiot? “You did change my access code, right?”

Slowly, he nodded, seemingly lost in thought. “I did…”

Diamond relaxed. “You scared me there, Red. I know you’re not me, but I knew you weren’t a complete waste of time.” She smiled, soaking in the glow of his attention. It had gone from hot and painful to warm and enveloping while he slowly looked her over.

Oh so warm. She felt a tingle in her stomach, and wondered if it was time for him to tease her.

“I’m ready for my punishment, Red.” She felt giddy.

Red took a step forward, glaring down at her inscrutably. “You’ve been playing with Silver all day, Diamond. Your face is covered in her…”

Diamond closed her eyes to bask in his attention while she corrected him. “I’ve been playing with Spoony. I don’t give a shit about your girlfriend. And I doubt that will stop you from kissing me.” Diamond opened her mouth, and ran her tongue wantonly across her lips.

He sighed, seemingly deflating. “I guess so…”

The warmth left, letting her know that he was leaving. She groaned in frustration before making a split second decision. “Wait, please, Red…”

He looked back at her, and she opened her eyes to meet his while she begged. She hated begging, but she was getting used to it. “Lets talk, Red. I can’t do this anymore.”

Red frowned. “I’m not letting you go, Diamond.”

She nodded. “I’m not asking for that, just… tell me what you want. I can help you get it. Then, I don’t know, kill me or something. I just can’t do this anymore.” She gestured with her bound hooves at her naked and exposed body.

He continued to stare at her, seemingly emotionless. “I’m not going to kill you, either.”

Diamond took a deep breath. She needed to phrase this carefully. “I hired a doctor to do a procedure on your girlfriend, to help get Spoony out. I can give you his information. He can… make me… docile…”

Red gaped. “You fucking what? I thought you just removed her horn?”

His eyes narrowed and she could see the gears turning in his head as he held back his rage.

Diamond groaned in frustration. “Don’t be stupid. The doctor just took out her horn, the rest was me. But he would give me a lobotomy if you paid him. He wouldn’t talk about it after, either.”

Red took a few deep breaths, calming himself down. “Why the hell would I want to give you a lobotomy, Diamond?”

She blinked, staring up at the ceiling. Of course he wasn’t going to do this the easy way.

“Red, what do you want? I’ll give it to you. I’m not running away at this point. I’ve lost and it feels pretty fucking final. So what do you want from me? Why do you keep coming in and tormenting me? I just want to be with Spoony, and if I can’t have that then I don’t care what happens to me.”

He stared at her, his eyes glinting strangely. “Revenge, I guess. I want to hurt you for what you did to her.”

Diamond snorted. She’d known it, but hearing it was still funny. Such a basic, primal thing and it seemed to drive him so far. Then again, she wasn’t much better. “So this is your revenge? Keeping me tied up and kissing me a few times a day while you fuck my Spoony in the next room over?”

His voice was cold. “I just can’t figure out how to hurt you the same way. I don’t think I’m as creative as you when it comes to hurting ponies.”

Her snort turned into a laugh. “You’re not. You want to hurt me? I can tell you how.”

“Then tell.”

Diamond gulped, feeling her voice from far away. This was the moment where he decided to make her a finely cut gem again or to hammer at her wildly until she was dust. She couldn’t control this. All she could do was hope.

“Marry me.”

He blinked. “What?”

“Marry me. It would tie up our assets, of which I have orders of magnitude more. You’d have a real legal say in everything I own instead of the shady shit you are pulling now. I’ll give you access to any accounts you don’t have already, and then you can drain them into your own private ones. Legally take everything I own, so I have nothing left.”

Red continued to stare, thinking as he slowly spoke. “I don’t love you.”

Diamond nodded, still nervously shaking. “But you do hate me. With the marriage, you can hurt me. Once you own everything that was mine, then own me. Humiliate me. Do to me what I did to Silver Saddle. Don’t keep me in this bed—make me crawl on the floor.” God she was going to hate this, but that was the point. “Make me your pet. Treat me like an animal while you live a happy life with what’s left of your fat girlfriend. Constantly remind me that I’m lower than you.”

Red whispered, lost in thought. “How would I do that?"

Diamond closed her eyes, feeling the tears well up. “Hurt me. I don’t like pain, not like she does. Use me. Show me that you and she are worthy of love, if only each other's, and that I am not. I’ll support you. You can use my mind for the company, and my body for anything you want.”

Red frowned. “I’m angry, but I’m not sure I’m that cruel, Diamond.”

Diamond’s eyes opened in a panic, and focused on him. “You have to be. Please! Red, please. I can’t be this anymore. Change me.”

She’d said it. She’d finally said the truth.

Red stared at her, silently contemplating.

Diamond let the fear consume her, and began to cry. He wasn’t going to do it. She’d been wrong. She’d have to fight him. She’d have to go back. She’d have to leave home again.

She’d have to break everything, hammer it until it was as fractured as she was.

Red watched the crying mare intently. She was sobbing hysterically. He’d never seen Diamond act like this, and never imagined she could. Was this what it looked like when she broke?

Curiously, he walked towards her, and studied her body. Tears were running down her eyes and cheeks, her face was flushed a bright pink against her usually softer shade. Her mane was tussled and messed, the white stripe blending seamlessly into the purple tangle. Her tiara was nowhere to be seen, and her blue eyes only opened quick enough to blink running tears. Dried sweat and filth covered her face, and her pink coat was mussed in patches down her body. The hair around her pussy was stained, both wet and covered in a thin white film that bunched it up into patches.

He watched her legs struggle as she tried to hide her face, or close them to hide her inner thighs from his view, but it was in vain. The silver cuffed chains held her solid as she cried. Her body heaved as it convulsed, a little snot running from her nose since she couldn’t wipe it. The muscles in her torso tightened, flattening and then relaxing with each sob. She smelled filthy.

Oddly, she was strangely beautiful like this. This was Diamond with nothing. No dignity, no pride, no power, not even hope.

Red climbed on the bed, and stood over her.

Diamond sniffled, begging him one more time. As she looked at him. “Please…”

Red didn’t say anything as he leaned down and gently bit her throat. He felt the blood pumping in her artery, the breathing through her trachea, and he remembered the taste of Mr. Whinny’s insides.

Diamond stopped sobbing, and gently thrust her neck upwards, offering it to his mouth.

He felt her heart rate slow in time with her breathing as she silently waited. He tightened his bite, feeling her flesh stretch under his teeth. She grunted in light pain, but didn’t complain. Her pulse quickened again.

He bit harder, lost in his own trance. Was she so ready to die? It would be easy to take everything right now. His tongue ran on the flesh between his teeth.

He hated her. She deserved worse than this.

Her grunt turned into a gurgle as he closed her windpipe. She didn’t struggle.

He tasted blood. Diamond’s blood. It wasn’t sweet, or delicate. It tasted exactly like Whinny’s. Like raw meat and iron. He held her like that for minutes, tasting her body and feeling her life run between his teeth.

Her gurgle stopped, her blood slowed. She shivered, and then he smelled piss.

Red gently let go of her throat, and Diamond coughed slowly. She didn’t say anything, just stared blankly at the ceiling slowly gasping for breath.

He briefly wondered what she was thinking, then decided it didn’t matter. Red licked her wound, the teeth marks still red, oozing welts. Soon her skin would turn sickly blue and green. He’d have to wash it later so it didn’t get infected.

Red lowered himself onto her, settling over her filthy body. “Looks like you weren’t quite ready to die…”

She shook her head from side to side, pressing her lips tight to keep back a silent sob.

Red leaned down and whispered to her. “I want you to remember this, Diamond. No matter what happens, and where you go in life, you need to remember this moment.”

She nodded.

“If I’m an insect, then you’re still below me. That makes you dirt, Diamond.”

Her eyes locked on his.

“Say it. Say that you’re dirt, and I’ll do what you want. I’ll take everything.”

Her mouth opened, and her voice was gravely and hoarse. “I’m… dirt.”

Red lowered himself the rest of the way, settling comfortably on her stomach. “Whose dirt are you?”

She looked at him, and whimpered. “I’m your dirt, Red. I’m yours.”

Red pushed his cock slowly forward, gently splitting her folds. “I hope you won’t mind a marriage collar instead of a ring.”

Through the tears and the coughing, Diamond weakly smiled.