Challenging Defiance

Fenris groggily opened his eyes, as he was roughly shaken and awoken from his slumber.

“Hey, Fen. C’mon, wake up. We have to go.”

His eyes fluttered, as he was barely aware of what was happening around him.

“Fen, you idiot, come on. We can’t waste any time.”

He smacked his lips, seemingly tuning out the voice beside him as he slowly laid his head back down on the bed.

“Oh screw it.”

He barely managed to make out what was said, as the wind was knocked out of him from a punch to his gut. Shooting up in his bed, coughing and wheezing from the sudden blow, he was immediately brought to a wide awake state.

Whirling his vision to his side, glaring at Kara, he seethed. “What the hell.”

Kara rolled her eyes, scoffing. “Not my fault you wanna sleep in when we may have a zebra chief, or possibly an entire village, that wants to drive us insane with lust through some fucked up plan.”

He opened his mouth and raised his hoof to attempt a counterpoint, but lowered it when he realized she was right.

“I guess,” he mumbled, tenderly rubbing his stomach, “but next time we spar I’m getting you back for that.”

“Pfft, you wish," she chuckled, glancing out the far window and taking note of the rising sun. “Now c’mon, before they start waking up.”

Arcanely willing his enchanted scarf off a table and around his neck, he smirked at her. “Already ahead of ya.”

Nodding in approval, Kara hopped off the bed. “Good. Let’s go. The sooner we’re out of this seemingly not-so-nice village, the better.”

The pair trotted towards the hut’s door, slowly creaking it open and peeking their heads out. Scanning their surroundings carefully, making note of the clear lack of villagers hanging around, they made their way out. Carefully, and as quietly as they could, they headed for the village’s edge. Sure, they could dive through the forest now, but they’d have no idea where they exactly were. Their best bet, to at least get back on track, was to retrace their hoofsteps and get back on their initial path. The only downside was having to go back through the town, but as their plan was enacted, it seemed it wasn’t much of an issue.

Now halfway through the town, cautiously pressing forward, Kara looked over at her partner and whispered. “Hehe ~ they really thought they had us didn’t they?”

Fenris snickered beside her, bumping his shoulder against her own. “Maybe, but we still don’t know if it was just Obo or the entire village…”

“And I don’t intend to find out. Either way, we’re gonna either make Obo look like a fool, or this entire village.” she followed, nudging him right back.

Fenris chuckled and nodded in approval, turning his attention back to their destination. As long as they got to the main entrance, they’d be able to get back on track. Their plan was full-proof, and they seemingly dismantled Obo’s, or the entire village’s, schemes before they even really started. Who were they to try and get him and Kara all hot and bothered? What was their goal? To make them beg for pleasure and devote themselves? He rolled his eyes, tossing aside the notion - sure the zebra may have tried something like that, but he and Kara would never actually get caught in it.

Seeing the large main awning that marked the village entrance, he smirked over at Kara. “Well that was easy.”

Kara raised a brow, before throwing him a smug grin right back at him. “What did they expect? Actually managing to take advantage of us? Pffffft!”

“I bet they probably wanted to make us into needy, horny messes with those weird herbs of theirs," he added, rolling his eyes.

Kara scrunched her muzzle, bothered with the fact the zebra might have even thought of doing something like that to them. “Tch - like that’d ever happen.”

She and Fenris stifled a set of cocky laughs, their confidence and pride shining while they made their stealthy escape. They were prideful, powerful adventurers, not some objects for zebra to use - and they never would be, in their eyes at least.

“Well that’s exactly what we will do.”

They froze in place, their eyes went wide in shock, and they whipped their attention towards the village’s main gate. Looking onward, seeing who just spoke, they felt a lump in their throats form. Standing tall, glaring over at them, was Obo.

Gathering their senses, the two ponies took readied stances. Only Obo stood in the way, and seemingly was the one intending to get in their heads. One singular zebra, no matter how big or strong he was, was no issue at all for the two of them.

“So you did intend to fuck with us with all that Estrum!” Kara seethed, grinding her teeth and she stared daggers into the zebra.

“Of course we did. You’re both ponies. Your best purpose is to please us superior zebra," Obo calmly replied.

Fenris recoiled, before scowling at the chief. “Ha! Yeah right! Who the hay do you think you are?!”

Looking back with lidded eyes, Obo warmly smiled at them. “Well, in some time I’ll be your Master.”

His remark led the two of them to recoil in unison, taken aback by the absurd claim. Fenris ignited his scarf with magic, while Kara’s necklace shimmered with light.

“Do you seriously think you can stop us all alone?!” Kara growled, fiercely glowering at Obo.

Obo rolled his eyes, before sighing. “Who said I’m alone?”

He raised a foreleg, motioning around him. Slowly, as he did so, zebra came out of the woodwork. From the brush and their huts, the striped equines surrounded Kara and Fenris on all ends.

“W-what is this?!” Fenris called out, looking all around as he realized he and Kara were surrounded.

“You seriously doubt us. Sure, with your powers and abilities, we couldn’t best you in a fight…” Obo continued, nodding his head to a zebra on the far left.

Before he could react, Fenris watched as the zebra Obo had motioned towards blew on some kind of blowgun. As a dart blasted out of the contraption, he had little to no time to react. Trying and failing to dodge the sharp needle, he flinched as he felt it impact his flank.

Grimacing, he reached back and pulled the dart from his rear with a wing, before looking at it perplexed. “Really? A blowdart? You think that’ll be stronger than my scarf’s - w-wha?!”

“But where we lack the dangerous powers you two have, we have the ingenuity to make use of our herbal expertise," Obo finished.

Fenris failed to finish his taunting, as the world around him spun. Sound faded away, the area around him swirled, and he felt himself losing his footing.

“Good shot, Malikii," the zebra chief complimented, gesturing towards the stud from afar. Turning his attention back to Fenris, he raised a brow. “Be a good bitch and give in.”

Fenris tried to reply, to give some kind of retort, but the words escaped him. He tried and failed to summon magic in his scarf, to fight back in some capacity, but whatever was in the dart was simply too strong. As its effects took over him, he felt the world go black. Teetering to the side, he flopped onto the floor - unconscious.

“W-what the hell did you do to him - ack!”

Kara’s angry inquiry fell flat on its face, as she too was struck by a blowdart. Peering back at her flank, seeing the impact location of the troublesome needle, she turned her attention back towards Obo and scowled.

“You…you…”

Obo trotted up towards her, staring at her face to face. Looking at her unsteady eyes, and her wobbly posture, he caressed her cheek.

“You too. Be a good, little pony, and sleep.”

She tried so hard to yell at him, to raise a hoof and swing right at his face, but she couldn’t. Her muscles felt useless, her ears rang, and she felt the world closing in on her. Her necklace flickered with magic, her focus unsteady and unable to channel its power properly. The sounds around her grew muffled, and though she gave it her all, her consciousness was losing the fight. Moving to her side, wobbling intensely as she gave her all to remain awake, she too fell to the ground, knocked out cold.

Obo stood over the two sleeping ponies, grinning from ear to ear. He scanned the area, seeing the differing expressions on each villager’s face. Some licked their lips, fueled by sexual hunger, others stared at the pair of ponies with lidded eyes, drinking in their generous curves and features, and others seemed to be pondering just what they’d do to these two. As two young, healthy ponies, they’d make phenomenal fucktoys - something Obo was determined to make happen.

He motioned to Adeau, who was at the front of one of the huts, not too far from Malikii. The smaller zebra quickly trotted to him, waiting for any directions.

“Take these two back to your hut and prepare them. Tie their tails up, paint them properly, and make absolutely sure to remove their artifacts from them," he directed, earning an understanding nod from Adeau.

The smaller zebra called out to his brother, as the two of them picked up the unconscious ponies and carried them into a nearby hut. Obo snickered as he saw all of his village’s inhabitants excitedly watch as the two “guests” were brought inside. They knew just as well as him what was going to come next.

Pleasure.

Standing proud, his voice boomed as he made an announcement. “Once these two items are ready, we will make use of their bodies - just like they were destined to be.”

The crowd began to discuss among themselves, as the promise of two new village sluts stirred excitement among them all. Sure, the process would be different than in their history’s past, but one thing was for sure.

They’d ensure Kara and Fenris break.

“Nggggh…”

Fenris grumbled. His body ached, his ears had a subtle ring in them, his mouth was dry, and there was an odd sensation around his neck.

“Mmmm…”

There was a noise to his side, and it sounded just like Kara whenever she’d wake up in the morning. His eyes remained shut. He felt oddly lightheaded, as if something wasn’t exactly right. He smacked his lips, before trying to stretch - only to find his neck being tugged forward by something.

“Looks like the first bitch is up.”

His eyes shot open, as he realized it wasn’t something tugging him forward, but somepony. His vision was blurry, but it was impossible to mistake the black stripes of a zebra before him. He recognized the voice as that of Malikii’s, which only triggered a sense of awareness in the pegasus. The events that occurred before he slept came back to him in a surge, causing his ire to skyrocket as he bared his teeth at Malikii. He went to try and summon magic in his scarf, only to find himself without his beloved enchanted garment. Looking down at himself, his eyes only grew wider.

Affixed around his neck wasn’t his trusty scarf, no, instead of his beloved fabric there was a collar. Connected to the unwelcome accessory was a lead, one that Malikii was gripping in his hoof. Though, the humiliating ensemble was the first of several growing worries for Fenris, as he glanced over himself. From top to bottom, across his legs, sides, torso, and what he could only assume was the rest of his body, were painted on stripes. Lines and lines of them, akin to those of a zebra, were seemingly painted onto him in his unconscious state.

“Oh, and there’s the second one ~ Lovely.”

Fenris’ ear twitched, as a voice he recognized as Adeau’s called out to his side. Turning his head, catching sight of the other muscular zebra, he noticed he was also holding a leash. Following the lead, it led back to another collar - one that was affixed to a groggy Kara.

“Mmmm…w-what happened?” she groaned, rubbing the back of her head.

It took her a few seconds, but once she opened her eyes she had a similar reaction to Fenris. Catching sight of Adeau, remembering the events of the previous evening, she scowled and attempted to call on her necklace’s magic. Her eyes went wide, as she peered down at herself and realized the predicament. Surveying her body, her rage furthering as she took note that she now adorned a collar and several stripes too, she looked over at Fenris.

The two met one another’s eyes for a moment, before their countenances warped into rageful expressions and they glowered at the two zebra brothers.

Trying to rise to her hooves, failing due to some remaining effects of the narcotic poison Malikii hit her with, she stared daggers into the zebra brother holding her leash. “What did you do.”

Adeau shrugged, before tugging her leash and pulling her forward. “Put you in your place. Today’s the first day of your new lives.”

“Of our new lives?” Fenris questioned, glaring at Malikii from the corner of his eye.

The other brother took notice of this, tugging Fenris’ leash and forcing the stud’s attention. “Yup, your new lives as our village's sluts.”

“Aaaaand Obo’s personal sex slaves," Adeau added.

“Hah ~ You wish!” Kara scoffed, staring directly into Adeau’s eyes, “We’d never do anything of the sort.”

“Just like you thought your little plan was foolproof?” Malikii retorted, throwing the mare a smirk.

Kara faltered, pulling back slightly at the call out. Though, her subtle retreat did not come without notice, as she was tugged forward again by Adeau.

“Awwww ~ Where’d all that confidence of yours go?”

Kara grit her teeth, her eyes filling with rage. “And what’s stopping us from just beating down on you right now?”

Malikii rolled his eyes, before twirling Fenris’ leash in his hoof. “Oh you certainly could, but without your artifacts to defend yourselves, I’m sure our village would punish you both - harshly.”

Fenris gulped, exchanging a quick look with Kara. Throwing on a confident facade, he shakily rose to his hooves. “It’d be in your best interest to let us go, we don’t want to hurt any of you.

“Pffft! Please. You both know you’re completely at our mercy now. You may be strong, but without those fancy trinkets of yours, you’re both just weak, fuckable ponies,” Adeau replied, dismissively shaking his hoof.

“I swear to Celestia, if you don’t let us - glk!”

Adeau silenced Kara, tugging her leash and forcing her onto her hooves. She lurched forward, nearly tumbling over herself. Malikii followed suit, tugging Fenris forward before glancing over to his brother.

“Less talking, more walking. It’s time we start breaking you two in," Adeau explained, turning away and making his way towards the hut’s exit. “It’d be your best interest to be good pets and follow us without issue.”

“We’re not pets - agh!”

Malikii cut Fenris off in similar fashion to Kara, forcefully tugging him forward. “You’re whatever we want you to be. Now, we’re heading to the center of the village where Obo is waiting for you both.” He licked his lips while looking between the two. “I can’t wait to see what he’s planning.”

Adeau bit his lip, eyeing the pair as well. “Well, all I know is we get to have the first round with these two.”

Kara perked up, her nerves rising as she was piecing together what these two were getting at. “F-first round?”

“You’ll see~” Adeau cooly replied, tugging her forward and towards the door. “Let’s get moving. I know the entire village is excited to see you two in your new looks.”

Kara and Fenris scanned over themselves once more, grimacing at the embarrassing state they were both in. Being collared and painted in such a way was utterly humiliating, but it only got worse as they each glanced back at their flanks. Their tails had felt rather uncomfortable the entire time, and they soon found out why as their eyes went wide. Both of their tails were tied up, with another leash connecting them to their collars. With their appendages done up in such a way, it left them constantly flagging themselves, leaving nothing to the imagination. Gritting their teeth, they both tried hard to lower their tails, to no avail.

“Don’t bother trying that,” Malikii scoffed, tugging Fenris forward, “you’re good pieces of eye candy. Nice, fat asses, cute faces, and more. We can’t leave those juicy assholes you have out of sight~”

“And that plump pussy of yours~” Adeau followed, looking back at Kara and tugging her forward again, leaving her right before the hut’s exit. “Time to show you two off.”

The pair of ponies clenched their teeth, having no other choice but to follow their captors. Malikii and Adeau were right, at the moment, they were completely at the mercy of the zebra. Captured, mocked, and seemingly now being pulled around like degenerate trophies, they were in an incredibly tough situation. Scowling all the while, they exited the hut right behind the two zebra holding their leashes.

As the bright sun clashed on their faces, they blinked wildly. It seemed to be an entire new day, though the village was very different. All around them, zebras were eagerly standing, eyeing them both intensely. Their stares were not welcoming ones, rather they were ones filled with nothing but pure desire. Kara and Fenris attempted to recoil, glancing back at themselves once again. Their nethers were on full display, bands of paint marking their bodies, and with the collars on them, they looked nothing short of pathetic - which seemed to be exactly what the zebras liked.

Sweat beaded down their brows, as the intensity of everything was setting upon them. Countless eyes stared at them, the sun beat down on them, and their anger was only growing alongside their shame. Grimacing, still looking back at themselves and their tied up tails, they were snapped back to attention by their leads being tugged.

“Don’t you two look so happy~” Adeau teased.

The pair of ponies simply scowled at the zebra, but followed nonetheless. As several zebras started to trot towards them, closing distance alarmingly fast, they both tensed up. Each and every zebra looked at them with carnal hunger, eyeing their curves and more. As a particularly excited stud trotted to Fenris’ side, he raised a hoof and slapped the pegasus’ ass. The pony’s eyes went wide, as he elicited a yelp of both surprise and pain. The zebra stud paid no mind to his sudden cry, simply drinking in the sight of his ass subtly jiggling from the impact.

“W-what the-“ Fenris attempted to scold, only to be cut off by a particularly hard tug of his leash.

“Shut up and get used to it. You’re property, you’re meant to be treated like this. Matter of fact,” Malikii smirked, turning towards the growing crowd following them through the village, “be free to feel these two up! We’ve got quite a ways to the center of town, so enjoy what you can until the real fun starts.”

“H-hang on what do you - ahn!”

As a zebra stud slammed his hoof down onto her flank, Kara’s question was sundered. She bit her lip, doing her best to contain her ire, as she looked at the zebra who had struck her. He seemed to ignore her gaze, too busy drinking in the sight of her ass’ motions from his blow. Continuing her trot, she heard Fenris elicit another yelp as his rear was hit once again.

Zebra surrounded them and made use of them through their entire walk. Smacking their asses, groping their curves, throwing degrading comments, sexual remarks - the two of them just had to take it. With no means of defending themselves, and truly being at the mercy of their hostile hosts, they both had to swallow their pride.

Their grimaces never faltered. With each smack on the rump, they bit down on their lips. Every single aspect of their current situation was beyond humiliating to them, but they had no other choice. Moving through another wave of zebras, their flanks being assaulted with lewd strikes the whole while, they finally made it to the center of town.

The pair grunted, as their rears stung from the degrading slaps they had received. Doing their best to disregard how pathetic they seemed, they gazed around. It seemed the entire village was gathering here, forming a circle around the center. Being led through a side of said circle, tugged by their leashes, Kara and Fenris were brought into the middle.

Finally clear to see what, or who rather, was in the center of this massive gathering, their enraged states only grew as they saw that it was none other than Obo. Eyeing the two ponies, he simply smirked. With a motion of his hoof, Malikii and Adeau nodded. Tugging Kara and Fenris towards them, they hastily detached the leashes, and watched as the pair’s tails hastily swung down to their flanks. Smuggly smiling at the two ponies, knowing full well just how badly they wanted to hurt them for this, the two brothers waltzed into the crowd.

Fenris stretched his wings out, eyeing the sky around them. Theoretically, he could fly away, get help, and come back, but that’d leave Kara entirely on her own. Not only that, but he wasn’t much of a flier in the first place, and he was fairly confident they’d be able to hit him with another one of those blow darts in the air. Furling them back to his sides, he looked over towards his companion.

She scanned around them, taking note that they were very much surrounded by what seemed to be every single zebra the village had to offer. Any escape routes were nonexistent, bar the sky, but as an earth pony that wasn’t exactly an option for her.

The two exchanged glances, silently accepting their fate. There was no running away from this - whatever this was.

Turning their attention to Obo, Fenris scowled. “So this was your intention? Parade us around like a set of trophies?”

“Not really, no, it wasn’t. The original idea was to get you both addicted to the pleasures Estrum gave you through several meals and drinks,” gesturing towards Kara, he frowned, “until miss herb-expert had to ruin our fun.”

“Sorry your plan sucked," Kara grunted, eyeing him.

“Eh ~ the second one worked wonders. I mean, look at you two! A lovely appearance for two slaves," the zebra chief furthered, beginning to circle the two.

“Slaves? What are you p-planning," Fenris stuttered in question, shivering as Obo dragged a hoof along his cutiemark.

“Oh, eager little thing aren’t we?” He moved towards Kara, dragging his hoof along her cutiemark as well, causing her to stir. “You two seem like the competitive types, so, let’s have a bit of a challenge. It’ll be fun~”

“Seriously? You have your little sex-crazed apprentices drag us through your town, have your people treat us like objects, and have us looking like this, just to call it fun?” Kara seethed, glowering at the zebra.

Shrugging his shoulders, Obo raised a brow. “Well, fun for us, but I’ve got a feeling you two will be enjoying it soon enough. You had to ruin our original way of doing things, but hey, with this challenge there’s a chance you’ll be able to go back home. Though, I doubt you’ll want to.”

“And what exactly is this challenge?” Fenris cautiously inquired.

“You may deny it, but you’re both destined to be our village’s personal sluts - but I’d love to test the willpower you two have,” Obo started, pointing a forehoof at the two. “Being so, the challenge is as follows. All you two have to do is obey every command we give you for the entire day. You’ll put on a nice show for us, service us, let us use you both, etcetera etcetera.” He lowered his hoof, tilting his head and smirking. “If you two still want to leave by morning, you’re more than welcome to.”

The pair recoiled at the notion, disgusted, angered, and downright shocked at what was being offered. They had a hunch on Obo’s intentions, but this was beyond what they expected. He was suggesting they both willingly yield to him and the rest of the village, taking on the roles of nothing more than sex slaves. Gritting their teeth at him, they watched him nonchalantly shrug.

“You don’t really have an option here. Less you want to do things in a much harder fashion.”

The sun beat down on them, while they took a step back. They were surrounded by zebras on every end, they were without their most powerful artifacts, and they realistically had no escape options. Loathe as they were to admit it, Obo was absolutely right. They had no other options.

A lump formed in Kara’s throat, as she looked over at Fenris. Sweat beaded down his form as it did hers, and his look spoke volumes to her. They both knew they had no choice, and silently nodding to one another, she turned her attention towards Obo.

“F-fine…”

“So what are you two going to be?” he teased, leaning forwards slightly.

“We’ll be your…” Fenris hesitated, scrunching his muzzle, before swallowing his pride, “we’ll be your…slaves…for today only.”

Grunting in approval, Obo rolled his eyes, “It’s adorable that you think that. I can assure you, you’ll both be more than happy being here by tonight.”

“Fat chance,” Kara grumbled, throwing her gaze away from the zebra.

“Sure ~ Well then, first things first,” Obo began, motioning for a zebra in the crowd to come forward. Quickly, the smaller stud ran up to him, carrying two vials of glowing liquid. With a forehoof, Obo snatched them up. “Drink one of these each.”

Kara recoiled, immediately identifying the brew contained within the containers. “W-we can’t…”

Obo furrowed his brow, angrily glaring at the mare. “Last I checked, a good slave obeys. Do you really want to forfeit my challenge, and your one chance of getting out of here, already?”

Kara gulped hard, before silently trotting over and snatching up one of the vials. Fenris followed suit, grasping the other container with his wing. They each stared at their drinks nervously, knowing full well what was in it, and more importantly, what it’d do to them.

If the volume of the Estrum mix was the same as the amount they had the evening before, it wouldn’t have been all too concerning, but much to their disappointment, there was far more in these containers. Not only that, but its glow was significantly more potent, making it obvious that far more Estrum was mixed into these brews.

“Drink up," Obo commanded.

Biting their lips, nerves going alight, the two ponies popped off the lids of the vials. A fragrant cloud met their sinuses, as the amorous scent of the concoction hit them. Shivering from head to hoof, feeling a tingling sensation grow already from the scent alone, they looked at one another.

Kara huffed hot air from her nostrils, adorning a confident look. “We got this. No problem, right?”

Fenris smirked, before nodding in agreement. “We’ll be out of here by morning. No problem.”

Their predicament was a nightmare to them, but they couldn’t yield. As long as they willed themselves, and pushed through whatever acts Obo and his people would force them to do, they’d be back on their way the next morning. They had been through a lot on their myriad of adventures, and they had no intention of letting those travels halt due to some lewd torment.

Convincing themselves that no amount of pleasure could possibly break their iron wills, they dutifully pressed the containers to their lips and began to down the brew. Gulp after gulp of the aphrodisiac went down their gullets, destining them to the seas of rapture. Clenching their eyes, they swallowed the last droplets, before angrily tossing aside the containers.

Fenris furled his wings back to his sides, before taking a deep breath. “There, now what?”

Obo licked his lips, his stallionhood beginning to exit its sheath. His arousal was hard to hide, especially with the plan and knowledge he held within him. The first part of his strategy had taken form, and he knew there was no going back for these ponies. The teasing, and ultimately pleasures, he and his people would deliver these two would demolish any defiance and pride they had in them. They still held onto that courage, that bravado, but he knew full well that it wouldn’t last long. They’d become slaves, just as they were destined to.

His lips curled into a devilish smile, as his eyes glimmered with excitement. Whirling around, rising to his haunches, he spread out his hind legs. Pausing for a moment, he addressed the crowd of his people around him.

“Now it’s time for the real fun.”