Twilight's Espionage Adventure

by Nightprincessluna

Rating: mature
Tags: Profanity, Non-consensual, Violence, Narcotics, Twilight Sparkle, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Fetish, Starlight Glimmer, Porn, Sex
Length: 11437

Twilight Sparkle is sent to investigate a strange village, but is captured by Starlight before she can get away.

Twilight investigates a strange village and soon finds herself being caught by Starlight Glimmer, who wastes no time on breaking in the poor mare.

Story contains: Rape, bestiality, scat, pregnancy, BDSM.
A commission for Anon!

Published 2022-10-08 14:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-10-08 14:00:01 UTC

Chapter 1

Being a spy sounded like the sort of thing that would be fun. Images of crawling around in a cardboard box and using an array of impressive gadgets to solve problems while attempting to blend in was cool, at least in the books and novels that Twilight had read, it seemed like something that was very cool.

In the real world, it turned out that being a spy sucked. She didn’t know exactly how long she had been making her way through the snow, but it certainly had been a long time. The purple unicorn had cast a heating spell so that she didn’t end up freezing, but it was still boring, the snow seemed to stretch on forever. Why couldn’t they have sent a guard to do this instead of her?

She didn’t know, but she was Princess Celestia's prized pupil. That was why this mission had been entrusted to her, and she wasn't going to let her down.

Reading all those spy books had prepared her well for a situation like this, and now she finally saw the village off in the distance, looking like something out of a poorly designed and extremely creepy Christmas card.

The houses looked as if they had sprung from the mind of an architect that had drunk one too many pints before drafting the designs, and as of yet she had to see a single pony that actually lived there. Focus. She had to stay focused. Nothing could be allowed to stand in her way.

Blending in wouldn't be that hard, her greatest weakness was the fact she was slightly famous, but that was also the mulberry alicorn's greatest strength. They wouldn't question why she was there if she stated she had been out for an afternoon flight and gotten grounded when the weather had taken a turn for the worst.

After all, she was there to find out if there was anything wrong with this village, not to attack it. It was very unlikely she would get attacked, and what she was expecting to find is some fisherman or miners had set up the village in illicit fashion.

She would report back to Princess Celestia, who would then send out the required forms for their town to get registered.

She reached the town a short time later. It was strangely quite, to the point it quickly became eerie. There were no ponies around, just the strange silence and those houses, which were elongated, their proportions were off and they almost looked like tombstones or coffins in a way as they closed in around her on all sides.

Suddenly her immense confidence was Something about this whole situation seemed off, Twilight could feel it in her bones. This was going to be a problem for her, she could already tell. Her instincts were screaming at her to turn back, telling her that this was not worth giving up her life for.

But Twilight was brave, or foolish. It was always hard to tell those two apart at times, and so she didn’t turn tail and run, instead she pressed forward with all the confidence of somebody that had nothing to lose.

The town was silent, eerily so, a graveyard would have had more life in it then this town currently did, and that was not a statement that she made likely.

She soon came to regret that statement however, when the ground in front of her suddenly exploded apart, chunks of rock and dust raining down upon her as she spread her wings and launched herself backwards, aiming to take to the sky to get out of range of whatever had just blasted apart the road mere metres before her.

It was a moment of blind panic bought about by inexperience, she had only recently learned to fly you see, Princess Celestia giving her the gift of wings, and now she falsely believed that it was possible to fly away from anything.

Unfortunately, if she had been playing closer attention to the scene playing out before her, she would’ve known that it was a magical bolt that had caused the explosion and that taking to the air when you were facing ranged attacks was the worst thing you could possibly do.

She pulled upwards, but taking off and building up speed were quite slow, and before she had time to do either, there was another magical bolt flying right for her.

Now, she could’ve folded away her wings and dropped beneath it, any experienced pegasi would’ve known how to do exactly that, but she was a well trained unicorn by heart, and so her first action was to cast a round shield around herself, followed by realizing that she could simply fold her wings away and attempt to drop out of range of the magic bolt.

The issue was, she had just cast a giant purple orb around herself, and while it would’ve sailed cleanly over her head in normal circumstances, this time it smacked into the top of the shield and exploded.

She hadn’t had much time to strengthen the shield, and the explosion ripped through it as though it were paper. The purple pony princess was propelled sharply downwards towards the ground, a cry of shock tearing from her lips as she tried to focus enough to cast a spell in the hopes of saving herself.

She found one just in time, but it didn’t come from her, it came once again from the ground, a second spell hitting her square in the chest this time, and her falling slowed slightly, bright pink crystals forming around her body rapidly, and by the time she gently touched down against the ground, her entire body was encased from hoof to head in those thick crystals.

She couldn’t move, she couldn’t struggle, and she couldn’t even use magic. In just about every sense of the word, Twilight was well and truly fucked.

Walking towards her with a cocky smile on her face was a pink unicorn with a garish dark purple mane with a cyan streak.

Twilight wasn’t much into fashion herself, but she had a friend called Rarity who was a fashion designer, and right now she would’ve been freaking out. Meanwhile, she was starting to freak out for completely different reasons relating to the fact that she was currently trapped in a giant crystal like some kind of show piece.

This was not going to end well.

Chapter 2

She wasn’t normally one to panic over things besides falling behind on her studies, but this had to be an exception. Twilight had been dragged from her crystalline prison by two people with smiles that were too wide for their faces, and now she was currently sat in a stone cell with no windows and a set of brightly blazing torches as her only source of light.

Her hooves were bound down with thick metal chains that heavily restricted her movement, and in this short time alone she had found this place to be in breach of at least two dozen Equestrian laws on prisoners, along with the fact that she hadn’t been read her rights and had been detained unlawfully.

Once she found the person in charge she was going to give them a piece of her mind. Or, at least that is what she told herself in an attempt to sound and act brave, but unfortunately the moment the garish pink unicorn entered her cell, her heart rate jumped up several times, and she was barely able to stop herself from shaking.

Of course she wouldn’t allow herself to be seen showing weakness to this injustice.

“Hello, Twilight,” The eye searing mare begin, “I’m so very glad you decided to visit.” Twilight already hated her. She wanted to get away from this cell and go back to her castle and her books and Spike, her beloved dragon companion who was like a younger brother to her.

But, she had to stay strong for Equestria and for the sake of not letting this mare feel like she had any control at all.

“What do you want? Why are you doing this?” Twilight asked, barely managing to keep the bitterness from out of her voice for the way she had been treated. She knew that this mare was about to go on some mad villain rant about how she had lost her toy train and that had caused her to go mad.

“My name is Starlight. Starlight Glimmer, I’m a big fan of yours, and I knew when I started building this place that eventually someone from Equestria would drop in, I’m so glad it was you! I’ve read just about every book about you and I have to say, I’m your biggest fan! You’re an incredible mare.”

Not what she had been expecting, honestly. It had caught her almost completely off guard, this mare being a fan of hers did make a lot of sense however, her coat and mane colours were like an off brand version of her own.

“You certainly have a strange way of showing it. As someone who has studied the subject extensively, it’s generally not good to throw creatures you appreciate into a dungeon. Why don’t we start over and move passed this understanding?”

Starlight laughed softly, “I’d love nothing more then to do that Twilight, but unfortunately I can’t trust you not to run off back to your prissy Princess and ruin my plans.”

Twilight was in shock, “I wouldn’t. So far this village hasn’t done anything illegal, and if you let me go now we can keep it that way.” She said. Her negotiation skills had improved immensely over the last few years, but they didn’t seem to impress Starlight in the slightest, a frown spreading across her face.

“Oh really, and when was the last time that your princess let any other system of government flourish within her kingdom? You don’t exactly see the other side of the Princess, but she’s the definition of a dictator.”

Twilight had never heard such a load of bullshit in her entire life, but she forced a polite smile on her face, attempting to bury the deep seated rage that was currently desperately attempting to claw its way up out of her throat.

“I don’t think you know the Princess at all. She’s my teacher, and the worst thing she’s ever been guilty of is liking cake a bit too much.”

Starlight let out a sad sigh, her head hanging forward slightly. “I see. I was desperately hoping that you would be smart enough to not fall for her lies, but clearly I overestimated you. What a terrible situation this is, but thankfully I know exactly how to fix it.”

Suddenly her horn lit up with a bright cyan glow, wrapping around Twilight’s head. For a moment she thought it was going to get torn off, but instead her mind was suddenly filled with a chaotic fog that sought to seep into her every thought. It was a mind control spell, something that she had learned about in her time fighting the Changeling Queen Chrysalis.

It wasn’t going to work, but she didn’t let Starlight catch onto that and instead let her mind drift away, giving her the confidence to go in deeper. Attempting to directly fight someone who was trying to gain control of your mind was a useless affair, but you had to give them something else to focus on.

Twilight had just the thing, pulling up the most boring texts that she had ever read. There were quite a few bad books in the many libraries she had browsed over the course of her life, and she had more then enough boring text to throw at her.

Starlight’s brow was furrowed with a frown as she desperately tried to dig further, but there was nothing to dig deeper into, and she found herself adrift in memories of the most boring things that Twilight had bothered to remember. Even she struggled to remember them, but she had to because it was a waste to let important information go to waste simply for being boring.

Starlight certainly seemed to hate every single second that she was exposed to it however, and after a few moments, the magic on her horn faded and she gave a soft laugh.
“I see, you’re tougher then I thought, Princess. This calls for more… Extreme measures.”

Starlight left with those words, a cruel laugh echoing down the hallway after her and Twilight quickly got the feeling that whatever was about to happen was going to be worse then some simple mind control spell.

She was a tough mare with a set of morals carved into her mind as sure as words carved into rock, she wouldn’t betray Celestia for anything, but she did have to admit that at the back of her mind she was currently having some nagging worries about how much torture she was going to be put through.

When Starlight Glimmer returned, she was trailed by a timid looking stallion with white fur and pale blue eyes that stared at the floor in a broken fashion. There were hardly any light reflecting from his eyes, the catchlights snuffed out with his spirit.

This mare needed to be stopped, and Twilight once again felt an insidious rage bubbling up inside of her. Starlight Glimmer smiled at her and opened the chest with her magic, producing a set of rubber kink gear from within it.

“Do you know what this is Twilight? It’s hard to be sure with a nerd like you, but I bet you’ve read a lot of filthy books in your time, maybe even had some perverted fantasies about them, hmm?”

Twilight didn’t dignify her with a response, she was too focused on thinking of a way out of this situation. It was going to be tough, but she could do it if she really set her mind to it. Or, at least that is the delusion she kept feeding herself.

The first thing Starlight produced was a set of rubber boots that weren’t fit for ponies, they ended in thick padded paw shaped rubber fittings.

She would never admit this to her enemy, but she had actually read several books about this kind of thing. Puppy play, it was something she had been extremely shocked to find Fluttershy was into, but she was a good friend, so rather then judging her for it, she had attempted to forget all about it.

Of course, curiosity killed the cat and she had ended up reading through several books at a later date. She had never imagined that her life would one day lead her to be faced down with such an outfit during a torture session however.

Life has a funny way of catching up with you and throwing the past back in your face however. Starlight laid out the boots across the ground, followed by the harness that came with them, two pieces of harder plastic she didn’t quite know the purpose of…

Watching all of this scared her more then she had been expecting, especially when she laid out the butt plug, complete with a fluffy tail, and a dog mask. It was filthy, it was a violation of so many Equestrian laws on how prisoners were meant to be treated, she was about to be raped and violated, and she was rightfully scared.

Starlight Glimmer stepped forward, holding her down with magic. Her own horn was bound, or she would have absolutely loved to throw this wretched fiend into a wall.

For the moment, the best she could do was lie there and struggle weakly against the magic that was holding her down. She wasn’t good at fighting, she wasn’t good at getting aggressive, and right now she felt very useless as the first of the boots was slipped over her hooves one by one.

“This is against every law under the son, you’ll rot in jail for this!” She tried, it was slightly out of character for the normally fairly reserved mare to say something like that, but at the moment she didn’t care about how she sounded, she was about to be fucking raped!

Her mind flew into a blind panic, her hatred flared up and she suddenly swung a hoof towards the light pink mare, before the chain suddenly pulled taunt. It didn’t stop her before she landed a firm blow against the side of her head.

Starlight hadn’t been expecting to get a kick to the side of the head, and she had definitely not been expecting to get kicked by such force with a pony she saw as a nerd.

Twilight might not have been the strongest of ponies, but she was far from being weak.
“Naughty whore!” Starlight scolded her, before slamming her down against the ground with her magic.

Twilight actually blacked out for a few moments, and when she awoke, half the gear had been forced onto her.

The boots, the muzzle, and then the harness and a hood to complete it. She was completely bound and helpless, humiliated, and yet her eyes still burned with a fierce fire behind the rubber hood that had been pulled over her eyes, telling the other creatures that she wasn’t here by choice, if they even cared in the slightest.

Starlight dragged her from the basement however, and for a moment Twilight thought that she had finally gotten a chance to escape, she just needed to get the horn binder off and make a run for it, and from there it would be plain sailing.

There was no leash attached to the collar around her neck, the final finishing touch to her humiliation, so when Starlight Glimmer opened the door to her cell and shooed her outside, she instantly begin to look for a way to escape.

There was of course a lingering fear at the back of her mind, she knew that Starlight was not stupid and wouldn’t make such a dumb mistake as leaving her without a leash of any kind.

But at the same time this was her best chance to escape, and she wasn’t going to let it go to waste. Starlight led her up a winding stone staircase that came out in a fairly normal looking house.

The collar around her neck was snug, made of a smooth faux leather with a single gemstone in the middle, right next to the clasp, and when Twilight made the brave choice to attempt to throw herself out of the window so she could escape, she quickly found with Starlight had not bothered to attach a collar to her.

The gemstone glowed the moment she moved more then a few paces away from the pink unicorn, and suddenly her entire body was lit up with the most intense agony she had ever felt in her entire life.

Her eyes rolled back, her hooves felt like jelly rather suddenly, but refused to give out because of the electrical current running through them, and then several moments later the current cut off and Twilight fell forward onto her face.

She hadn’t bothered to take in many details about the house, beyond the window which she had been sure was going to lead to her escape, but as she fell towards the floor, she was quite happy to note that it was covered in a plush red carpet that stopped her hitting her skull quite so hard as her body sprawled out across it like a puppet with its strings cut.

She wasn’t able to feel her body for the moment, her head was spinning and she was pretty su-

Before she could even finish the thought about her bladder feeling like it was about to give out, her bladder suddenly relaxed, filling the inside of the suit with a wet warmth. For a brief moment her confused mind thought she was terribly wounded, before she realized the shameful truth that she was wetting herself.

The crotch of the suit bulged outwards with urine and she let out a bitter sob as she tried to piece her mind back together and figure herself out again.

“Ah, no trying to get away, silly. You must really think I am stupid!” Starlight said as she looked over her, before producing a gemstone that had been stashed away in her mane.

“You can’t more more then a few metres away from this or you will get zapped.”

Twilight still couldn’t feel her limbs or her face properly, but she attempted to glare at Starlight in response to this information, even through the hood she was pretty sure she got something close to a glare across.

“I know, I know, I’m a genius. Now get moving before I turn it up more.”

Twilight clambered to her hooves, which barely stayed steady under her as the urine moved around and drenched the underside of her stomach, soaking into her fur and skin in a disgusting fashion that made her shudder softly.

Starlight had of course noticed the fact she had soiled herself, and made several snide comments, but at the time Twilight was still too dazed to make proper sense of anything, so it flew right over her head.

She was dragged out of the house and into the street, and this was the moment where hope once again cruelly bloomed within her chest, a cruel hope that one of these ponies would see what was happening and help her out of this terrible situation.

Unfortunately for the Princess, it seemed that the ponies in this town really didn’t like her, and in fact they seemed to be enjoying the fact that she was being marched through the middle of town. Mocking catcalls and cries sounded from around the street as she was dragged forward.

Twilight had never seen or heard anything like it. Ponies were meant to get on with and help each other, sure they had their disagreements, but the fact they were willingly allowing her to be paraded through the middle of town was a shock that she simply couldn’t get over.

Even with all the horrible things she had been through up until this point, this one was rough, tearing into her mind like dozens of glass shards and burying deep within her thoughts where she would not easily be able to fetch them out.

The place she was being led to seemed to be a small wooden shack set up near the edge of the accursed town, looking rickety and like it was about to fall over at any moment. With the fact that Starlight could electrocute her at a moment’s notice, running didn’t seem to be an option, no matter how easy it seemed.

Her mind raced, but even she wasn’t smart enough to figure out how to escape from an impossible situation like this.

Starlight’s horn glowed brightly and slid the door of the shack open. It was small, cramped, little more then the size of a bathroom stall, and much of it was taken up by a rubber exercise horse.

Twilight found herself suddenly grabbed with magic, lifted into the air and roughly slammed down atop the exercise horse, her hooves reflexively gripping around it in response, as if it was somehow magically going to break her out of this situation.

There were two holes cut either side of the exercise horse, and Twilight wasn’t a fool, she knew what those small holes were for. Starlight didn’t bother with taunting, didn’t bother mocking her over the situation she was in, she simply made sure that she was strapped down to the exercise horse with thick rubber restraints that were impossible to break with the small amount of strength Twilight possessed.

Her tail was flagged up and her rear pressed against the back hole, her private parts presented to the cold air outside, something that made her squirm softly as her muzzle was pressed through the front hole, Starlight adjusting things as needed.

Now her nose was poking out into the biting outside air while her eyes were fixed firmly on the battered wooden planks that made up this shithole of a shack.

Starlight made sure that she was blindfolded, leaving her other senses to go wild so she could feel the full force of the cold outside air. She was starting to struggle with keeping track of time, the only thing that she could feel being the wind gently blowing over her muzzle and her private parts as she struggled uselessly against her binds.

She felt something hot at her nether region, and desperately cried out into the gag at her mouth, her struggles doubling, but it didn’t seem to dissuade the stallion in the slightest as he moved up, placing his hooves against the sides of the shack as his hardening member was pressed against her.

She let out a sharp gasp at this, giving another soft struggle, followed by a number of angry noises into the gag as she fully gave into panic. She knew it was useless, and from the looks of it was only serving to further arouse the stallion who clearly intended to rape her, fully aware of the crime he was committing.

His hardening cock speared her cunt. She wasn’t aroused in the slightest, and her dry walls hugged around his cock as she worked to break her hooves from the binds. She was going to kill him, the moment she got her magic back, he was going to end up getting wiped from existence. How could anyone be this cruel?

She didn’t know, but the stallion didn’t care, scattering her thoughts as he pushed forward again and forced the entirety of his length into her snatch.

“Fuck me misses… You’ve got a tight cunt on you!”

Things had gone from bad to worse, not only was she being raped, but it seemed the stallion was from Trottingham.

“Ah… You know, I never fancied myself much of a posh pony, all that fancy stuff never really clicked wi’ me, you know what I’m sayin’?” He begin to thrust back and forth, that foul cock rubbing against her insides like sandpaper.

Thankfully the stallion wasn’t very large, otherwise this could’ve been a lot more painful. She wished she could’ve mocked him over this, then struck him down.

“Ah, but ‘ere I am fuckin’ a Princess. I have to say I’ve thought about this a lot.”

She just tried to block out his words. Her maw was currently restrained by a ring gag, and it seemed another stallion had moved around to her front.

She was able to feel him rubbing his foul length against her nose, a potent cocktail of chemicals and hormones assaulting her nose even as she did her best to block it out.

This stallion didn’t waste any time with words like the stallion currently railing himself into her privates, instead he simply jammed the semi hardening thing into her mouth and gave a soft moan of pleasure.

She wanted nothing more then to bite his dick off at this point, but unfortunately that was not possible with the thick metal of the ring gag. Her eyes were locked into a permanent glare at this point.

The stallion behind her had managed to cram his entire length inside of her, and seemed rather proud of himself for doing so, even if his cock was so small that it wasn’t an achievement to begin with.

The sides of the shack were wobbling softly as he hammered his hips back and forth, and at this point her body betrayed her wishes, her snatch starting to moisten up to make it easier for the bastard stallion to have his fun.

It made it more comfortable for her as well, although she felt detached from her body at this point, going into a state of shock once more that made her body feel alien and like it did not actually belong to her.

She snapped back to attention when the stallion in front of her suddenly rammed his fully hardened cock down her throat, making her gag softly. Surprisingly, the stallion at the front might have been worse then the stallion at the back.

He didn’t bother with words, simply forcing his cock down her throat, swelling it out with the size of his length as he powered them back and forth.

She was choking, desperately sucking in air through her nose, although this was a mistake as each of the breaths came laced with the scent of the stallion, slowly washing over her mind and making her feel like she had ended up in a gym locker room.

Tears streaked down her cheeks from the fact that she was being choked, and likely from the fact she was being raped as well.

The stallion behind her let out a soft gasp, it hadn’t been very long, but he let out a sharp cry “Good heavens, I’m arriving!” He said, slamming his length fully into her as a his hooves thumped against the side of the wall, his length throbbing before sending thick ropes of cum splattering inside of her warmly.

Absolutely disgusting. She curled her face in disgust and tried not to picture the stallion’s sperm filling her up, lining her insides and womb.

He smacked her rear through the hole and dismounted. The smack echoed through the air and filled her with a queezyy feeling, although she wasn’t sure if that was because she was currently being choked on the length in her throat.

That stallion seemed to really be going at it now, pumping his hips back and forth with a series of soft grunts that sounded extremely masculine.

Her throat felt sore, stretched to its limit as his hips impacted firmly against her nose, those balls slapping against her chin. It was a foul tasting thing, coated in the musk of a powerful stallion who clearly did a lot of manual labour or something of that sort.

She just kept her tongue firmly pressed to the bottom of her mouth and clenched her eyes shut within the blindfold, pretending that she was anywhere apart from here.

The stallion behind her let out a soft groan and then slammed his hips back and forth rapidly. She had managed to tune him out, but was now painfully reminded of his existence when he cried out and hilted himself inside of her, his member swelling up and beginning to coat her insides with thick ropes of fertile seed.

The side of the shack rocked softly as he dumped his load inside of her, then pulled away. Her insides felt used, they felt gross. That slick coating of stallion seed made her feel greasy. She was disgusting. She wanted to kill him for this.

Before she could think further about the fact that she had just been filled with a strange stallion’s seed, the stallion in front of her suddenly pushed himself forward, his balls bumping against her nose as he let out a sharp cry of pleasure. He sounded far more masculine then the stallion from behind her.

His balls smelled disgusting, and as his cock swelled up, Twilight realized that she wasn’t prepared to take his load in the slightest. He arched his back firmly to force his length down her throat as hard as he was able, the head of his member seeming to flare as she produced a loud choking noise.

And then his foul tasting seed begin to shoot down her throat, and before she could properly react, it had filled up and backwashed out of her throat. A suddenly startled gag filled the air as Twilight felt his seed spray from out of her nose, her throat desperately tensing as her lungs tried to draw in more air.

Instead of drawing in air, it drew in cum, and cum wasn’t a good replacement for oxygen. Her eyes burned, and for a few moments she thought that this was going to be the end for her, choked to death on some sick fucker’s cock.

Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on how you look at it, the stallion pulled away, his seed pouring from out of her mouth as she coughed and wheezed loudly, cum dripping from out of her nose. It felt like she was coughing up her lungs, and with the fact that she had cum in them, that would likely be a good thing at the moment.

Bucking and struggling against the object that she was bound to, she wasn’t able to properly double over, and more tears leaked from her eyes as a whimper rolled from her.

Before she could properly pull herself together, two more stallion’s took the place of those that had finished, forcing forward into her battered snatch and down her throat before she had a proper chance to catch her breath.

At this point she was rasping softly, but a cock being slid into her throat put a stop to that. Her cunt hurt. It had been battered once already, and the second cock sliding into her was even more painful then the first.

The stallion gripped firmly onto the wall of the shack, and his member seemed to be a lot larger then the previous stallion. It spread her painfully wide, and even though her body had got a tiny bit moist at this point, it still felt like she was being split open.

It hurt. She wanted to cry, she was crying, but the fact that she was crying didn’t seem to stop either of the stallions. The only thing they seemed to care for was ramming themselves into her as hard as possible and speeding towards a climax as quickly as they were able.

It was a nightmare, and it was her life now, no matter how she refused to accept it.

Chapter 3

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.