On The Hooks

by Free Sky

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Fallout, Violence, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Original Character, Porn, Fetish, Non-consensual
Length: 3067

Tiny Tina, a wild and free spirited Power Pony has been captured by slavers. Hung from meat hooks she becomes their source of entertainment.

Tiny Tina, a wild and free spirited Power Pony has been captured by slavers. Hung from meat hooks she becomes their source of entertainment now that her friends have been carted off and sold to a monster. She can only hope that help comes in time as the slavers have their way with her.

Cw: Rape, blood, mind break, breath play.

Edited by: Kiernan

A commission for Anonymous.

Published 2022-03-02 04:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-03-02 04:00:01 UTC

On The Hooks

“Wake up, little pony!” is the first thing Tiny Tina hears as sharp claws rake across her face leaving superficial scratches. “Won’t tell you again!”

“Okay, Rover,” Tiny Tina says as she rolls her eyes and looks away from the hellhound in front of her.

"Pony thinks she's funny," the hellhound barks with a laugh. "You have good spirit for a scrawny runt pony."

"I don't think I'm funny, Grover's bitch, I know I am," Tiny Tina chortles before bursting out laughing so hard that she sways on the meat hooks she's hanging from. A little bit of blood leaks from where the hooks are embedded in each of her legs, the wounds agitated by the sway of her body.

"Shut up, cunt!" a voice sounds behind her, clearly not another hellhound.

"So the birb and a mutt today?" she mocks, grimacing with pain as her swaying slows to a stop.

"Quiet, pony!" the hellhound snarls as he steps closer to her. “Pony is good for two things: sex and punching.”

"And not necessarily in that order." The griffon walks up and runs his claw lightly against her flank.

"At least I'm good for something," Tina replies, descending into laughter again. Her laughter is cut short, along with her breath, as the hellhound delivers an uppercut to her stomach. Tears well in her eyes as she gasps for breath. The force of the slug leaves her swaying slightly as the hellhound stares down at her.

"Heh, pony bitch is weak. Hellhound bitch never gasp for breath like that, not even after ten.” The hellhound stares down at her smugly. Tiny Tina doesn’t reply, tears continuing to roll down her face as she slowly regains her breath. “Aw, look, little pony is crying.”

“Let’s give her something to really cry about,” the griffon sneers as he presses his beak into her small marehood.

Tina gasps and struggles against the meathooks holding her in place, further agitating the wounds as the hellhound laughs and steps closer. He shoves his semi-erect cock against her face, forcing her to smell his strong musk as he rocks his hips and growls, enjoying the feel of her coat against his balls.

“Let’s see how good pony bitch is at sucking cock,” he says as he pulls his hips back and presses the tip of his shaft against her lips. “Open wide pony, or I make you.”

Tiny Tina gasps painfully as the griffon’s beak opens wide, spreading her more than she can handle. The sudden gasp lets the hellhound slip his cock into her mouth, shoving his huge shaft into the back of her throat in one quick push. The revolting taste of unwashed cock fills her mouth and she reflexively bites down hard. The hellhound yelps loudly, quickly forcing her jaw open using his claws as he growls at her before bringing his balled up paw down hard on her head.

“Hey, take it easy with her!” the griffon exclaims as he pulls his beak out of her pussy. “The boss said to break her, not kill her.”

“Shut up birb, pony live and not try that again,” the hellhound says before he forces his cock deep into Tiny Tina’s small throat, making the mare gag hard on the thick shaft. He holds himself there for a few seconds before pulling back.

“Watch your tongue, pup. I don’t care how tough you are, what the boss says goes,” the griffon replies with a harsh glare that only earns an eye roll from the hellhound.

“Whatever, fuck or leave,” the hellhound grunts as he shoves his cock back into the depths of Tiny Tina’s throat.

Tina gags hard around the dick in her mouth as it once again cuts off her oxygen supply. Her body struggles and twitches on its own as it tries to fight them off, the involuntary actions sending spikes of pain through her as the hooks in her legs shift. After a few moments, she feels another hard shaft pressing into her, this time into her marehood. The sheer size of it makes her scream when the hellhound pulls back to let her breathe. Between having her jaw held open for a slow throat fucking by the hellhounds massive cock and the large knotted shaft being shoved into her snatch, the pain from the hooks is hardly noticeable.

The two large creatures work their thrusts into a rhythm, swinging her back and forth between the two like a cross cut saw. As the Griffon thrusts forwards, the hellhound pushes her back onto his cock and vice versa. Working her back and forth like that, the pair of them make it a game to see who can push the farthest into her without having their knots stuck. All the while, tears stream down Tina’s face as the two shafts wreck her tight holes. Blood slowly leaks from small tears in her vaginal walls while drool drips from her chin, unable to contain it around the massive shaft of the hellhound.

All of a sudden, a loud cacophony echoes throughout the large stone prison around them. The sound causes Tiny Tina to gasp and jerk against her captors as they’re passing her between them, her teeth scraping against the hellhound’s shaft, prompting him to smack her.

“Should we go see what that was?” the griffon asks, holding their play toy still as he looks out of the cell they’re in.

“Na, boss not torturing that one,” the hellhound answers as he points to the Disco Do-gooder.

“You’re right, she’ll take care of them,” the griffon nods as he pushes Tiny Tina back down on the hellhound’s cock. This time, the hellhound’s knot slips most of the way in, forcing Tina’s jaw even wider to accommodate it.

The sudden and painful stretching makes Tiny Tina flail harder as she gags on the shaft in her throat. After a moment, the hellhound shoves her back onto the griffon’s knot, the large bulb forcing her to stretch even wider and making her scream around the cock in her mouth. As her vaginal opening crests over the bulge, it tries desperately to close again, sucking him all the way inside and locking him in place.

“Heh, maybe not so Tiny after all,” the hellhound says with a barking laugh before thrusting his hips forwards and shoving his cock into her throat again. “Next time, you take my knot.”

Tiny Tina gags hard on the thick, pulsing rod in her mouth. Despite her best attempt to bite down and grit her teeth, the hellhound’s claws keep her jaw wide open, as he works his hips back and forth. The griffon isn’t still as he rocks his hips, the giant knot inside of her shifting with his thrusts and stretching different parts of her. Her body convulses as she sobs from the pain, though her cries are muffled by the cock in her mouth as the hellhound pushes it back into her throat.

“Work with dog, bird, back ‘n forth, like before,” the hellhound growls as he pushes her forward and pulls his hips back.

The griffon nods, pushing as far forward as he can inside of her. At the crux of her swing, he pushes Tiny Tina forward, pulling his knot backwards against her tight entrance, stretching it wide but not slipping out. Tina gags on the hellhound’s cock as his shaft is shoved down her throat and her jaw is forced to stretch by his knot. As they work her back and forth, their rhythm shifts from passing her between them to both pressing into her at the same time.

“Fuck, I can’t take much more,” the griffon grunts as his grip on Tiny Tina’s hips tightens, his claws digging into her as he thrusts hard.

“Neither can dog,” the hellhound says as he thrusts forwards again into her throat.

The griffon lets out a rather loud caw as he tenses up and digs his claws further into her. The knot in Tina’s cunt swells even larger as her insides are filled with jet after massive jet of jizz. The griffon rocks his hips as best he can, driving his spunk as deep into her womb as possible, his sizable balls draining several days’ worth of pent-up seed. Not long after, the hellhound growls and pushes his cock down her throat one last time, his own balls emptying deep inside her.

Tiny Tina’s throat spasms as the cock isn’t removed and shudders from the sudden filling of both her cunt and stomach. The lack of oxygen narrows her vision as she comes closer and closer to passing out, while the hellhound’s massive cock fills her stomach like a water balloon. Darkness closes in on Tiny Tina even as the hellhound withdraws his cock from her throat, the abuse just too much for her to physically handle.

[]

Consciousness returns to Tiny Tina abruptly in the form of a normal sized cock being shoved into her cunt. The sudden intrusion of the dick and the hooves on her rump make it obvious as to who it is. As they work their hips, cramming their cock into her depths over and over again, she’s overcome with a fit of laughter. Even as she bleeds from the hooks, she laughs hard, and only stops when she breaks down into a coughing fit as she gasps for air.

“Someone seems to feel bright and sunny,” the accented voice of the zebra muses as he stops with his dick buried deep inside of her. “Tell me what you think is so funny?”

“You!” Tiny Tina replies and gasps as the zebra slams a hoof into her side. “You call that a dick?! What a joke!” Tiny Tina descends into another fit of laughter, continuing to laugh even as the zebra slams a hoof into her other side hard enough to crack a rib.

Clearly not making progress with her like this, he pulls out of her cunt and rams his cock into her ass. The sudden stretching is enough to cause Tina to stop laughing. That behaviour is soon replaced with crying, as he repeatedly rams his shaft deep into her. Tina’s body swings on the hooks with each thrust, blood slowly leaking from the wounds in her legs, adding to the matted mess of bloody fur on them. With nothing keeping them contained, her sobs echo through the stone prison as the zebra continues to plow her ass.

After a few minutes, a loud growl echoes through the prison, accompanied by a yell of “Shut pony up, or else, stripe-y!”

The zebra ignores the yell of one of the hellhounds and continues to fuck Tiny Tina’s ass, groaning as he puts more of his weight into his thrusts, swinging Tina even more with each forward movement. Tina’s crying only increases in volume as the zebra stallion puts everything he can into his hips, his cock flaring as he slams deep inside of her. The zebra groans as he starts to unload spurt after spurt of spunk inside of her, only to suddenly be yanked out of her ass. As bad as the dick felt, it was oddly preferable to the sudden vacuum that felt like it was pulling her intestines out through her anus.

“Said shut pony up,” a hellhound growls followed by the sound of flesh hitting stone. “Now fuck off.”

“Fuck you!” The zebra shouts and the sound of hooves hitting stone echoes through the prison. “You do that once more, and my crossbow will drop your arse right to the floor!”

“Dog would like to see stripe-y try. Go find something else to do while dog and brother have fun,” the hellhound growls. The zebra snorts back and trots off, grumbling as the hellhound walks over and grabs Tiny Tina’s head. “Now shut up, pony.”

The hellhound shoves his cock into Tina’s mouth. Tina tries to bite him, but after receiving a clawed strike to the head from the hellhound, she stops resisting. As he rocks his hips and shoves his large cock into her throat, another intruder pushes its way into her ass, making her wince at the size. Tiny Tina doesn’t resist as she gags, not even as the cock in her ass spreads her to unbearable levels. All she does is cry. Tears roll down her cheeks slowly as the two beasts bounce her back and forth between the two of them.

The hellhound raping her throat chuckles darkly as he shoves her head all the way down on his cock, holding here there as his brother continues to plow her ass. The thick shaft in her throat cuts off her air supply completely, her throat convulsing around the shaft as her body slowly runs out of oxygen. Her lungs burn, her body spasms and flails, and her face turns blue as she begins to suffocate on the hellhound’s cock.

After what feels like an eternity of suffocating on the massive cock, the hellhound pulls her head off of his shaft, letting her gasp for air. “Haha, pony has good lungs on her,” the hellhound chuckles as he rubs his cock against her face. “Maybe pony can go longer…”

Tiny Tina doesn’t respond as she continues to suck down air, her right cheek now soaked with saliva in addition to tears. She doesn’t even flinch as the hellhound runs his claws through her mane and grabs, making her look up at him. She averts her eyes and the beast lets out a barking laugh before shoving her down onto his cock again. He forces her head up and down on his cock, cramming it into her throat over and over again.

The one in her ass begins to press his knot into her, stretching her sphincter painfully and drawing more tears from her. With a loud pop, the knot slips the rest of the way in, and for a moment, she cries out around the shaft in her mouth before she’s silenced by the cock being shoved down her throat again.

Tiny Tina struggles to breathe as each thrust of the hellhound in front of her drives his cock deeper and deeper into her maw, his knot pressing against her lips with each thrust. Her throat convulsing around the massive shaft being shoved into her throat only makes the hellhound growl in pleasure.

Without warning, the hellhound in her ass howls as his cock swells and floods her bowels with his hot spunk. The swollen and pulsing rod deep inside her sends painful twinges along her spine as he rocks his hips.

The hellhound in her mouth continues to shove his dick into her throat over and over again. “Time for round two, little pony,” he says as he shoves her head down on his cock and holds her there. Tiny Tina just hangs there, slowly running out of oxygen as the massive shaft in her throat clogs her windpipe. Her body twitches and spasms as she suffocates, her throat spasming around his cock as she starts to go blue.

As her vision stretches out into a darkening tunnel, she sees a flash of white and blue off to the side. Her eyes roll in that direction, but it’s gone just as soon as it had appeared. Her vision slowly fades into blackness as a high pitched whine sounds throughout the dungeon. The hellhound in her mouth staggers back, letting her take in some much-needed air, as she coughs and gasps for breath.

The hound in her ass yanks his shaft out of her as the one who had his cock crammed in her mouth lets out another roar of pain. More high pitched whines are heard along with shouts of pain and the tearing of flesh. All the while, she hangs there, blood seeping from her legs and jizz dripping from her ass. Tears pour down her face, and as she slowly swings to a stop, the sound of a body hitting the ground and an anguished wail of one of the hellhounds reaches her ears, accompanied by the high-pitched whine.

A new voice swears and the telltale sound of magic can be heard as whoever it is struggles to move. Things seem to quiet down and a sphere of blue magic rolls over to her cage. Inside is a stallion, several scars marring his white coat, some of them still fresh wounds. His magic begins rifling through what sounds like saddlebags, as if looking for something.

As he works, a loud, bone-chilling howl echoes through the area. “Grab white pony, little slave, or master will make you suffer even more!” Tiny Tina quakes and shivers on the hooks as she casts her eyes at the stallion. The white unicorn, still in his shield, looks around as he floats his weapon around, clearly some kind of magical weapon with the way it whines as it charges up.

After a few moments, a hellhound bursts through the floor of her cell, his claws aimed at the shield, intent on shredding it and the pony inside. The creature never has a chance, as the white unicorn puts a round in the beast’s head, dropping it in a single blow.

The unicorn manipulates his shield to roll himself over to the corpse of the hellhound, checking them over as if looking for something. After a moment, he looks towards the doorway and then back to Tina. His shield wobbles and shimmers as he rolls over to her, his magic carefully removing the meat hooks from her shoulders and letting her down gently, his stump of a right foreleg bleeding as he works. Once she’s down, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a piece of torn cloth. Tina recognises it as the costume one of her dearest friends used to wear. The stallion ties it around his stump, creating a tourniquet to stop the bleeding.

With what appears to be the last of his magic, he drags her over and pulls her into a hug. Even his comforting words aren’t enough to stave off the damage done by the hellhounds. Tears stream down her face as he holds her, the sum total of all the hell she’s been through finally catching up to her. She cries and cries, wailing into his chest as the darkness of exhaustion slowly takes her.