Twilight's Espionage Adventure

Days blurred together into weeks, and then into months, to the point that she wasn’t able to tell how much time had passed. One of the stallions who had used her had managed to knock her up, and her belly had swelled up to the point it was getting hard to move. She had a foal on the way.

Her resolve was coming apart. She spent her days praying for Celestia or the guards to come and save her, and then spent her nights crying when that didn’t happen. She had no idea why the guards or the princess hadn’t come to help her, but it seemed she was trapped all alone in this nightmare.

She was sat against the back wall of her jail cell, hooves covering her eyes as she tried to force more tears from out of her tear ducts, but they were spent, emptied from the night before.

She hardly slept, the only thing they fed her was cum laced with some kind of mineral supplement and tasteless blocks of jelly that seemed to do a good job of keeping her trapped in this nightmare, along with keeping the foal in her stomach alive.

Today, things were about to go from horrible to even worse. A bowl slid through the hatch in the bottom of her jail cell door, and she reluctantly trotted over to it in order to obtain her morning meal.

She had hardly been sleeping, she was starting to hear and see things and she was so tired that even standing up was a chore with how badly she wished to pass out.

In the purple plastic bowl that her food normally came in was a brown sludge that smelled absolutely foul, like… Like…

Sewerage. It was shit. Someone had filled her bowl up with scat, and it seemed that they had mixed it with mustard in an attempt to make it taste just a little bit better. She was disgusted, her stomach turned at the mere thought of putting it into her mouth, and her legs shook softly.

Her innards felt like they were turning inside out. This was inhumane, but at this point she had come to expect nothing less from her captors. Why had Celestia forsaken her to such a fate?

At this point there should have been guards swarming this town and burning it to the fucking ground. But instead, she had been abandoned.

The speaker in the corner of her cell crackled to life, the broken plastic box producing a sound quality that was far from clear. All throughout the time of her imprisonment it had filled her jail cell with propaganda about the new world order, something that was partly responsible for the fact she couldn’t sleep.

“If you manage to eat the entire bowl, then you will have one entire day out of your jail cell and will be fed normal food for once.” The voice spoke through the speaker.

It was nightmarish. But proper food would be fantastic, and getting out of her jail cell and away from the constant droning of the speaker. It had been driving her crazy. Droning on and on and on for weeks or months at a time.

She was seriously considering eating from the bowl, no matter how disgusting it was, she was slowly going insane from the nightmarish conditions she was being kept in. It seemed that there was no end to the torment she was forced to face.

Her head was spinning from the lack of sleep at this point. She was starting to see and hear things that weren’t even there, and if eating a bowl full of shit was what it took to get a break from this torment, then she was more then prepared to do it.

Leaning forward slowly, she tried to block out the smell of the fetid shit, pressing her lips forward and gently pressing them against the still warm mush.

The taste of fetid foulness attacked her senses, mixed with the burning off the mustard. Her stomach turned rather suddenly and she almost found herself throwing it back up into the bowl as she made a final attempt to steel her resolve.

This was the single most disgusting thing she had ever had the misfortune of doing. Her tongue lapped forward and pulled it into her mouth, at which point she almost threw up everywhere. The texture, the taste, all of them made her want to spit this out, but she pushed forward, forcing her mouth closed and then swallowing as best she was able.

As the fat log of shit tried to slide down her throat, she found herself forcing it back up, needing to swallow twice more before it finally stayed down. Her insides twisted and contorted at the un-natrual action, and then her stomach tried to empty itself all over the ground, something that she needed to fight off.

She heard someone coming up the corridor, and a few moments later the door to her cell swung open. This was going to be a nightmare, she could already tell.

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Starlight smiled cruelly down at her, filling her with an immense feeling of fear at what was going to happen next. She was shaking softly as an effect of this, and felt truly helpless towards the pink mare.

Any trace of hope had been snuffed out of her at this point, she was completely helpless. Princess Celestia wasn’t coming to save her, and she had been left all on her own with this monster.

Starlight Glimmer was busy eating a jar of peanut butter, digging some kind of biscuit into the jar and scooping out the goodness from within. Somehow, Twilight could smell it from her place on the cold stone floor, and it smelled delicious.

She was practically drooling like a dog, and that seemed to be a terrible amount of foreshadowing as Starlight smiled down at her with a mocking expression on their face.

“Oh, would the little puppy like some?” She asked. Twilight’s stomach rumbled, then almost turned inside out and begin eating itself. She was so hungry that she could barely take it.

Giving a soft nod, she looked up to Starlight.
“Please, I’m so hungry.” She muttered softly.
Starlight chuckled softly, “That doesn’t sound like the noise a puppy would make. Ask like a good puppy and I will consider it.”

Twilight got the gist of what she wanted. This was another attempt at humiliating her, but she was so hungry that she didn’t care.

“W-woof.” She said weakly. It was a pathetic attempt at replicating the noise a dog would make and she knew it, Starlight scoffed softly down at her and then held out the jar of peanut butter, inviting her to eat it directly out of the jar.

Twilight hated this. But she was so hungry, and she had a foal to think about. Even if it wasn’t a foal she had planned, for some reason she didn’t feel any hatred towards it. She had always wondered what it would be like to have a normal life, with a foal and a husband.

She was so close to the peanut butter she could almost taste it, the scent was sending all kinds of wonderful chemicals through her brain. She was practically crying out in hunger, and just before she reached the jar and extended her tongue forward to lick it, of course, before Twilight was actually able to get her tongue into the peanut butter, Starlight pulled the jar away and laughed coldly.
“I don’t really feel that my puppy has really earned her peanut butter. I think she needs to do some work for me before I feed her.”

She nodded, and from behind her, she heard the sound of a door opening. Terror should have gripped her at what was waiting once she turned around, but instead she found herself questioning just how long Starlight spent practising all of these theatrical events.

Did she pose in the mirror and give dramatic speeches to herself? Twilight almost laughed at the idea, until a loud bark from behind her forced her to turn her head.

A stallion in a reinforced fibre jacket had bought in two large Rottweilers on the end of chain leashes. Where the hell had they been keeping those? Twilight didn’t know. They were hungry eyed, saliva dripping from their jowls as they stared at her, pulling against the metal chain leashes that their supposed owner was using to restrain them.

Twilight soon stopped laughing once she realized what was coming next.

She was secured to the floor with a metal stack, leashed to it by a metal chain that was even thicker then the one that was used to restrain the dogs, who were let off their leashes.

She expected them to tear her apart as they rushed over to her, having vivid images of blood soaked teeth and the tearing of her flesh. They were black and brown in colour, and their paws made a terrifying thudding against the cold stone floor.

But instead of ripping her to shreds, the two dogs instead begin to lick at her, one at her face, and one at her tail.

Their owner, an older stallion with red fur that looked like he had been through a war, stepped forward with a soft chuckle.

“I think they like you.” He stated. His accent was impossible to discern, and only became even more difficult to understand when one of the dogs suddenly shoved its tongue right up against her private parts.

It was hot and had the texture of sandpaper, making her legs quiver as she tried to kick the dog away, something that made the animal growl, giving a deafening bark of annoyance as she tried to shoo it away.

“I wouldn’t do that,” their owner commented, “They aren’t viscous, but they know how to break a bitch in.”

Twilight didn’t care. This was her first chance to actually fight against something and possibly win and she was going to take it. The dog seemed to disagree with the prospect that she was winning, and this was proven when it locked its jaws around her hoof, biting down hard enough to almost break flesh.

Only almost, but it was still enough to draw a cry of pain from Twilight, eyes flying wide as she tried desperately to pull her leg free. The owner let out a soft laugh.

He didn’t seem to want to risk his precious pooches getting hurt however, and she soon had a larger ring gag inserted into her maw, larger then any that had been used on her before, and large enough to spread her jaw to painful extents.

The spreader bar held her legs still, and Twilight found herself once again stuck in a helpless situation. Were these dogs really going to rape her? What kind of nutjob trains their dogs to do that?

The dog in front of her certainly seemed intent upon raping her, its red rocket sliding forward from its sheath as it mounted her, she attempted to struggle, but the owner of the two pooches cracked a whip against her cutie mark and forced pained yell from her.
“I’m Starlight’s trainer and handler of animals, and you better be a good bitch or things are going to get a lot worse for you,” The cunt of a stallion said, “I’m going to train you into the perfect pooch whether you want it or not.”

The dog mounted the front of her, and at this point she felt a moment of confusion. Being raped by dogs was a terrible thing, but more then anything she was angry at the trainer and at Starlight, who she had currently lost sight of against the fuzzy underside of the canine who was currently thrusting his red rocket at her mouth in an uncontrolled fashion.

Once or twice he almost stuck it in her eye, the pointed tip of his cock being quite painful, and she knew that the thick red length that followed was going to taste horrible.

The beast itself didn’t smell too unpleasant, it was clearly well looked after besides this act of horrific animal abuse. The rough surface of its paws pushed down against her shoulders and its razor sharp claws dug into her flesh, promising her that it would be easy to carve her open.

And yet they didn’t, they dug in just enough to be painful and give the heavy canine grip, but not enough to actually sink down into her skin and split her open.

The Trainer gave a soft snort and used one of his hooves to guide its cock to her mouth hole.

She was correct, it did taste horrible, like unwashed socks and musk, hot and pulsing with the life blood of the monstrous dog it was attached to. For just a brief moment, Twilight wished her horn hadn’t been sanded down to the binder, that way she could push her head up and sink the tip of her horn into its guts.

The creature soon put a stop to such foul thoughts when it begin to wildly hump, having no self control, as was expected of a dog. Its foul length bumped against the back of her throat and forced a sharp gag from her, before pushing forward firmly and ploughing into her throat not even a moment later.

The brown-eyed dog panted happily atop her as it begin to brutally face fuck her like she was nothing more then a fancy breeding mount, that musky cock scraping against her throat and forcing tears to stream from her cheeks while it dripped hot lines of drool all over her back, seeming to quite enjoy its new toy.

Behind her, the other canine seemed to have got the idea, pressing its own weight against her flank, and Twilight almost fell in a heap at the immense weight being placed upon her, but the spreader bar held her upright, and the animal trainer certainly wouldn’t let her try to skip out on the horrific task she had been assigned.

The dog behind her roughly dug its claws into the mid point in her back. She was certainly going to get marks off this. Its own canine cock poked against her flank several times before landing in place. A few times she was sure the filthy feral was going to ram it into her ass, but thankfully it found her vagina before then.

Was this what she had to be thankful for now? How far had she fallen for that to be the case? She was disgusted with herself.

The dog at her rear sank its pointed cock into her, making her try to cry out, but the dog at her front had other ideas.

Being an animal it didn’t last long during sex, planning to simply dump its load deep inside of her as fast as possible and then go back to whatever it is dogs did in their free time, likely something to do with thinking about peanut butter.

The dog rammed its cock back and forth roughly, panting heavily and getting drool all down her back, before its doggy dong pulsed in her mouth and then begin to fire off several ropes of foul spunk down her throat.

Or at least she assumed they’d taste foul, they were sprayed so deep into her throat that it was impossible for her to tell for sure.

What she hadn’t been expecting however, was for the strange animal’s cock to swell at the base rather suddenly, almost hard enough to force her mouth open even further.

Her jaw was strained and she let out a soft squeak of pain, followed by a shocked choking sound. In all her weeks or months of torture, she had forgotten some things, and apparently one of those things happened to be the fact that dogs had knots.

The dog at her rear end sank forward, the head of its member threatening to bump against the eterencee to her womb as she let out a cry that was muffed by the mass of cock in her mouth.

The dog that had just used her like she was little more then a toy turned away from her and dismounted, waiting for its cock to go down. Twilight had managed to keep her tongue as far away from the thing’s cock as much as possible, but now that its knot was threatening to dislocate her jaw, she didn’t have such luxuries.

Her jaw felt like it was going to give, and her tongue was tainted with the creature’s taste as she did her best to ignore it.

By this point, she had stopped questioning just why all this was happening to her, but by this point, she was now questioning why they were wasting so many resources on doing this to her.

If they wanted to ruin her so badly, they could have just used some kind of dark magic to warp her mind. Maybe Starlight just got off on this sort of stuff.

The dog behind her was breathing heavily, its head resting across her back as its fuzzy balls plapped softly against her ass.

She was weakened from her pregnancy, but even now she had stopped feeling the effects of being raped, her brain blocking out the violation like it was little more then a minor inconvenience.

It was incredible that her mind had held up this long, she had become so numb that even as the canine violated her, she simply stared dead ahead at the rear end of the canine that had knotted itself in her maw, turning away from her as it calmly waited for its knot to go down.

That fuzzy canine pressed warmly against her back was starting to feel good. It was the closest she had come to being held by a friend in a long time. The dog wasn’t evil, it was just doing what it had been trained to do, giving into its animal instincts and trying its best to extract pleasure from the otherwise catatonic mare.

As its breathing got heavier and its cock started to pulse, she softly closed her eyes, and at that point the dog rammed forward firmly. Its cock was buried deep inside of her, and that its knot swelled up, stretching her outwards and forcing a soft whimper from her lips.

The cock dumped its load inside of her with a series of desperate humps, the animal finally falling limp against her back as its knot stretched out her snatch to the point she had no choice but to cry out.

Knotted between two canines, Twilight had no choice but to wait for them to finally pull from out of her. The shame that she felt from this violation was immeasurable, but at this point she was so broken that she had no more tears to give. She simply sprawled out onto the floor and stared blankly ahead, waiting for her mind to pull itself back together.

And this is when Starlight stepped forward with that same mad grin on her face from before.

Twilight knew what was coming, and was far too weak to put up any kind of fight against it. Starlight Glimmer’s magic leapt forward into her mind, and Twilight felt her whole world tumble away around her.

Starlight Glimmer had waited a long time for this day, Twilight had been far harder to crack then she had been expecting, her love for her friends, the Princesses and her country was far stronger then any pony she had ever met before, and was almost strong enough to make her throw up.

How could someone so smart be so blind to the fact that she was merely being used as a pawn by some kind of higher power. The Princesses used to put their lives on the line to protect their country and the ponies that lived there, but recently they had been using guards and whatever other pawns they could summon up to protect the country, tossing their lives away like they were little more then statistics.

Starlight Glimmer didn’t stand for that, she wanted a society where everyone was equal and where life had some kind of value. This pony before her might have actually been smarter then her, as much as she hated to admit it, but for someone so smart, she was little more then a puppet of the higher powers that used her.

In the least, she should be a puppet for someone who actually cared about the lives of ponies, and she was going to be that pony. Breaking her had been tough, but as her eyes took on the light pink glow of Starlight Glimmer’s magic, her mind was laid bare for Starlight to do with as she pleased.

She wasn’t cruel, not in the way that the Princesses were, but breaking someone’s mental state like this required tough treatment. Starlight wanted to keep as much of Twilight's personality intact as possible, so used an advanced mind control spell.

Finding herself in the confines of Twilight’s mind, Starlight was shocked to find just how neatly organized everything was, even after all this time. Her memories manifested as row upon row of oak book cases, each one sorted alphabetically and by some kind of colour system that she wasn’t able to identify from a quick look.

It was a strange feeling being in someone else’s mind besides her own, and she could practically feel the loyalty to the Princesses soaking into her from here. It made her sick. But she had made it inside, she just needed to find where Twilight kept her core values and she could do whatever she wanted.

Thankfully it wasn’t too hard to find, the rows of bookcases were all pointing inwards to what appeared to be a central help desk of some kind, an oval shaped desk with a giant monolith in the middle of the two Princesses, Luna and her Sister towering above the library with cheerful expressions on their faces.

All the trauma that the mare had endured didn’t seem to have really blemished the statue in the slightest, besides the small amount of moss that seemed to be growing upon it, like the statue had been standing here for centuries.

How could one mare be this loyal to such a false idol? She didn’t know, and honestly she would have been impressed were it not for the fact that she hated them so much. Her horn glowed and she strolled forward calmly. As she trudged forward calmly, things came into focus, a mare behind the desk staring blankly at a type writer.

Every few seconds, she seemed to be struck by inspiration and would jab her hooves into the keys, before pausing for another few moments and repeating the motion. As Starlight strolled up to the desk, this mare didn’t even seem to notice her. Her head didn’t raise, too deeply buried in her work to notice anything that was happening.

Behind the desk, beneath the statue was a set of glass cases containing books, books that no doubt contained Twilight’s core ideals. All she needed to do was break into those cases and she could do whatever she wanted.

Stepping towards the cases was a tougher task then it had seemed however. Twilight’s brain begin to fight back against the magical intrusion, first by moving the cases backwards, every step towards them she took, they seemed to take a step back.

Her resolve wasn’t easily cracked however. As she drew closer, Twilight’s mind attempted to summon forth extra defences. A version of Twilight Sparkle appeared before her and stepped into her path, but Starlight Glimmer wasn’t slowed in the slightest, stepping straight through the mare as if she wasn’t even there.

Reaching the cases, she launched her magic outwards, violently shattering the glass and grabbing at the tomes within. Twilight was in a panic at this point, and her mind begin to react violently, attempting to throw Starlight out of her mind before she had chance to do any further damage.

Starlight wasn’t about to give up when she was so close to victory however, and she firmly rooted herself against the ground, hooves digging into the ground as she gave a defiant roar, launching her magic upwards and attempting to tear down the statues of the two false gods that Twilight held in such high regard.
The states didn’t shift. They stood form, an ever present, ever mocking example of everything that Starlight hated. She gave another roar and poured all her magic into her horn. She had come too far, done too much to give up now, her magic washed over the statues and heaved, and slowly the base begin to crumble away.

Inside Twilight’s mind, things could have gone very bad if Twilight had decided to use that immense intelligence to do something creative considering that her mind didn’t have to follow the typical rules of reality, but it seemed that in becoming as smart as she had, her mind had become a rigid exercise in following the rules of reality as closely as possible.

The statue gave a creaking noise, the stone foundations cracking, and then those cracks spiderwebbing upwards. The statue tilted, Starlight furrowed her brow, and then the whole thing came down with a mighty howl.

Dust blocked out Staerlight’s vision, but she kept her mind working, imposing her will upon Twilight while she was in a completely helpless state, and when the dust cleared, instead of a statue of those profane Gods, Twilight instead had a statue of Starlight Glimmer, a smug grin on her face.#

The other two statues had vanished without a trace.

Back in the real world, Starlight wiped a trail of sweat from her brow and did her best to not collapse in a heap, her hooves were wobbly and felt like they were made out of jelly, but she stood tall and did her best to not show weakness.

Twilight was out cold, stunned from the fact that large parts of her mind had just sustained such a powerful attack, but after a few moments she raised herself up from the floor, looking massively confused as if there were large blocks of her mind that were simply missing. It wouldn’t take long for her to fix that.

Sadly, it was mostly the case that ponies would believe anything if it prevented their entire world view from collapse. It was how those Princesses had fooled so many ponies into following them when it was clearly a terrible idea. Giving a soft mewl, she raised her head to Starlight, blinking her eyes several times until the purple glow of magic had faded from them, then she pursed her lips as if about to speak.

Starlight stripped all the gear off her, leaving her naked, pregnant form totally helpless on the ground. “Miss Starlight, I don’t feel so good.” Twilight admitted, nestling up into the mare as she reclined on her throne.

Starlight was far from being a monster of course, and she genuinely felt bad for the way in which she had needed to break Twilight in, but now none of that mattered, she was a loyal subject now, a loyal subject that deserved a reward.

The pink pony picked up the jar of peanut butter and applied a generous amount to her hoof, before rubbing it over her snatch and giving the mare a comforting smile. “There you go bitch, clean up, I know you’ve earned it.”

Twilight stared up at her with eyes brimming with joy, none of that broken, vacant look of horror, none of that terrible confusion, now she fully understood her place and the purpose that it had given her. She leaned forward and dragged her tongue along Starlight’s slit, up to her clit, gathering up the peanut butter and swallowing it down.

The rough texture of her tongue made Starlight moan softly, leaning back in her throne as thundersrrikess and tingles of pleasure washed through her body. It felt incredible, in fact it felt better then incredible. It was everything that she had been expecting and so much more on top.

Her hoof reached down to pet Twilight gently on the head, while her other one reached back into the jar of peanut butter and added a fresh coating to her cunt, quivering slightly in pleasure as she nodded to the dog trainer.

One of the Rottweilers moved up behind Twilight while she was busy eating the peanut butter from out of Starlight, and this time the purple pony reacted in the proper way that a bitch should, lowering her head forward and raising her ass into the air, waiting to be taken.

The dog didn’t waste any time, mounting her firmly and trying to get its red rocket to stiffen, before roughly sliding it into Twilight’s snatch. Starlight knew it wouldn’t hurt the baby, but used her magic just to be sure.

Things were even better then she could have imagined, it was just some oral sex, but Starlight had never felt so good in her entire life. She groaned and ground her snatch roughly into the snout of her new bitch as she was basically spitroasted, although Starlight didn’t have a cock of her own to pound the mare with.

She gripped her by the ears firmly, sending her magic outwards to make one final action. Twilight Sparkle smiled brightly, then locked her lips firmly around Starlight’s clit, suckling upon it and swirling her tongue around it gently.

At this point, Starlight’s magic was almost made to fail, her hooves shaking softly as she struggled to maintain the focus required to use her magic, but she was a powerful mage, and a bit of oral sex wasn’t going to stop her.

Her magic wrapped around Twilight’s cutie mark, a magical symbol that represented her special talent. The magic that made them was immensely powerful, trapping the pony in that specific role, yet another example of how the Princesses manipulated and betrayed the ponies without them even realizing.

She begin to gently try to pry that magic away from Twilight, to reach inside of her and tear her special talent away, to set her free from her destiny, it was something that could be done by force, but it was so much better when done with magic.

Twilight nibbled softly on her clit, and she let out a soft curse, throwing her head back with a soft gasp as it almost forced an orgasm from her on the spot, but she stayed focused, gently working the magic free, drawing it into herself.

She felt Twilight’s talent peeling away, powerful magic filling her up, sending her to a pleasure high that even she could not have expected. As the purple glow of magic absorbed into her horn, Twilight’s mark begin to fade, a gray equal sign taking its place, a sign that she was finally free from her destiny.

Starlight felt incredible, she would have already cum did she not have such great control over her own body, and with a soft cry, she felt the last of Twilight’s talent peel away.

Only then did she allow herself to climax, and it was quite a powerful one at that, a loud squeal tearing from her lips as she begin to violently thrash and writhe like someone had decided to electrocute her, eyes rolling back in her head as an effeminate squeal filled the air, and it took Starlight quite a while to realize she was the one producing the noise, thrashing and writhing as her hooves grasped desperately at the air.

In that one moment she certainly didn’t look like a leader, writhing about with her eyes rolled all the way back in their sockets, bucking her hips like some kind of wild animal as she squirted mare cum all over the throne and the face of her loyal subject.

Normally this sort of thing would be compared to a boat lost in a sea of pleasure, but it was more like she had gotten rocks tied to her hooves and then attempted to swim in that sea, to begin with it was a roaring, crashing sensation, waves of pleasure sending her body this way and that way, before she sank below the waves and was lost in a peaceful sea of seemingly endless pleasure.

To begin with her body rocked about violently, before stiffening up as she silently convulsed on the spot, her mouth flapping like a fish on land as her body locked up. And then it all came crashing down, leaving her sprawled out in her chair with an afterglow falling down upon her like a heavy fog.

Even for one as she strong as her, it took a considerable amount of effort for her to piece herself together.

Twilight was also enjoying her time, pressing her padded purple rear back against the dog with a desperate series of soft whines and moans, before her eyes rolled back and the dog rammed forward into her. A soft nicker rolled forth from her lips, and then her back legs quivered as her own orgasm ripped through her.

It wasn’t quite as powerful as the one Starlight glimmer got as a result of years of work finally coming to completion, but it did leave her with a dopey smile on her face as the canine behind her pumped its hips forward and buried its knot inside of her, a soft, satisfied growl.

It’s knot locked it firmly in place as it worked on painting her insides with its thick seed, claws digging into her flank as he lay against her back with a satisfied sigh.

Twilight simply stood there, a dog knotted inside of her as she stared lovingly up at Starlight Glimmer, her tail swishing gently behind her as she cooed happily to herself.

Starlight had done it. She had gotten everything she could have ever wanted out of this situation, and yet she was now left to wonder what exactly she was going to do next. Was this all she wanted? Did she just retire and let her village carry on as it was?

She wasn’t sure, and for now she wasn’t worrying about any of that. Her afterglow was coming on strong, leaving her head fuzzy and every one of her limbs feeling buttery.

Everything was perfect.