It's a dark and cloudy night in the Equestrian Wasteland, just as it has always been. The endless field of clouds above provide wonderful cover for the things that stalk the night, and I am one such thing. Life is hard in the wasteland, many cannot cope or lack the skills to find the things necessary to survive, and so, they take what they need from others. More often though, ponies do it because they're crazy, because they've been broken or raised into it and cannot do anything else but loot and kill. And then there are ponies like me, who enjoy killing, raping, and looting, not because we've broken or born into it, but because we see the wasteland for what it truly is, a kingdom of the strong.
Ponies like me are rare, we possess something that makes us stand out from the rest of our species. Fuck, Red Eye is the perfect example, he's from a stable that focused on earth pony progress. I had the pleasure of meeting him once, many years ago. He and I may not see eye to eye on everything, but we respect each other. Had I ambition like him I could have my own slave empire, but that's not my style. I am a hunter, a demon that stalks the night and preys on ponies, and tonight I'm hunting again.
Thanks to my dark coat I blend in with the shadows as I walk through the ruins of a small town, most of which was reduced to rubble over the last couple of centuries. I'd spotted a campfire from a ways off and decided to see if there was suitable prey around it. Now as I get close I can see a tent, clearly set up to give somepony, or ponies, some privacy. Being smart about it, I circle the camp looking for anypony that may be keeping watch. To my surprise and delight there was a pony keeping watch, a pegasus leaning against and who had clearly fallen asleep.
Stalking over quietly, I summon my magic and all sound dulls to the point of nonexistence, this is perfect for my first kill of the night. Approaching the pegasus, I can clearly see that he is a stallion and that his rusty brown coat slowly is rising and falling, a clear indication that he's properly asleep. Drawing my favorite weapon–a fire axe–from it's holster, I step a little closer and take his head off with a single swing. His body slumps as his head rolls off his body and a little ways away. Stepping up to his freshly decapitated corpse, I lick my lips and then lick the stump of his neck, tasting his delicious blood. I'd love to do more to his corpse, but I have at least one other pony to deal with in that tent.
My horn glows brighter as I teleport the pegasus' corpse, sans head, back to my home. With my first kill securely tucked away, I pick up his head in my magic and head towards the camp. I move slowly, watching my step just in case there's somepony awake that could hear me, however, when I reach the camp I hear the sound of quiet snoring. Feeling a bit more confident, I step fully into the campsite, dropping the severed head of the pegasus onto a small log next to the still burning fire. Not wanting to let the fire go out, I put another couple of hunks of wood on it from a small pile they'd gathered.
Slowly walking over to the tent, I quietly unzip the door with my magic and peer inside. Sleeping side by side are two unicorn mares, one with a gray coat and brown mane, the other with a charcoal coat and a white mane with a red and gold streak. I study the two for a few moments before I float my fire axe up and in one swift swing, take off both of their horns. The sudden loss of their horns wakes them up, the black coated mare is screaming from the pain as her hooves go to the stump of her severed horn. The gray one immediately goes for a weapon, which I quickly knock away with my fire axe.
Holstering my axe, I warp the two mares in my magic and carry them both outside. Holding them a couple feet off of the ground I begin meticulously stripping them of their clothes and items, making sure that neither of them have any hidden weapons. Once they're naked, I begin circling around them studying them and casting medical spells that I had picked up a long time ago. While the black one was the definition of sexy, she lacked the magical potency that I needed, and was clearly not a virgin which I discovered when I spread her folds. The gray one, who hadn't stopped struggling and tossing insults at me, very much had the magical potency I was looking for and was pristine, her hymen clearly intact.
"You'll do nicely." I comment to the gray unicorn as I pull two sets of old fashioned manacles from my bag. It's a bit tricky getting them on my virginal prize, but after some quick magical sculpting of the metal it fits securely. With her limbs secure, I attach a collar to her neck and secure the connected chain to the ground with a railway spike. I repeat the process with the charcoal mare, sans altering the manacles, and chain her down well out of reach of my prize.
My prize is struggling valiantly against her bindings but it's no use, she simply lacks the strength to do so. Chuckling darkly, I float over the severed head of the pegasus, and drop it on the ground between the two of them. My little gray broodmare glares at me and cusses up a storm as the other one screams and looks away. Lifting his head back up in my magic, I look between the two of them and ask "Now what to do with this?"
"Nothing you ghoul fucking raider scum! I'm going to kill you for that when I get free!" The little mare shouts as she struggles harder against her restraints.
"Don't antagonize him, Littlepip! Please, we have loot, just take it and let us go." The other mare says struggling to keep her voice steady.
"I don't think you get it, you two are the loot." I say as I reach a hoof down and stroke the side of her face.
"Don't you fucking dare touch Velvet!" Littlepip says as she glares daggers at me.
I smirk at her as I float Velvet around so that Littlepip can have a better—side on—view as I rape her. Sitting down in front of Velvet, I move a hoof to my mostly hard cock and stroke it a few times as I look down at the head floating in my magic. Catching a glimpse of his open windpipe gives me an idea, I bring his head down to my cock and slowly start pushing my cock into said windpipe. The look on Velvet's face is priceless, disgust and fear in equal measures as Littlepip shouts at me.
It only takes a few moments for my cock to push up his throat and out his mouth, my cock now slick with his blood as I push his head further down my shaft. I groan softly as his neck rests against the base of my cock, the cooling flesh feeling nice against my cock. Looking down at Velvet's disgusted face gives me an idea, I grab her head in my magic and pry her mouth open. Scooting closer, I push Velvet's mouth down onto my cock, forcing her head down my shaft until her lips meet the lips of her pegasus friend's severed head. I hold her there for a few moments, making her taste my cock and her friend's blood before working both their heads up and down my dick.
I work their heads up and down my cock slowly, careful never to let my shaft slip out of Velvet's mouth. Tilting the pegasus's head, I make it look like they're sharing a deep kiss as I thrust into his neck on the downward push. I groan as I pull their heads back up, holding them there for a moment so I can look down into Velvet's fear filled eyes, before pushing them back down and thrusting in again.
"You're going to pay for that raider scum!" Littlepip shouts as she struggles harder against her chains.
"Oh, and how are you going to do that?" I ask as I pull Velvet and the head up my shaft and then push them back down. "You have no magic, no weapons, and you're chained down like a wild animal, how are you going to make me pay?"
"I… I'll find a way." Littlepip hesitates before growling and struggling against her chains.
"Sure, and while you're finding a way I'll be over here raping your friend." I reply as I stand up, holding Velvet and the pegasus' head in my magic as I start thrusting. Littlepip yells at me again, but I ignore her as I work my cock in and out of Velvet's mouth. As much as I want to make this last, I can feel my cock starting to flare and slam myself in as deep as I can. I groan as my balls contract and I pour my hot seed down Velvet's throat as I force her to kiss the lips of her friend's severed head. She can't do anything as volley after volley of spunk pours down her throat causing her to choke and struggle for air. I pull back, and the last of my cum splatters on her face as she coughs violently.
"That's a good look for you, you ought to keep it." I say as I pull the severed head off of my cock and set it down on the ground.
"Please stop!" Velvet screams as I circle around behind her and lift her tail.
"Let her go!" Littlepip shouts as I give Velvet a sniff.
"Which hole to do next?" I ask as I put a hoof on Velvet's flank.
"Neither!" Velvet shouts as I tease her marehood with a hoof.
"Pussy it is." I climb on top of her, pressing down on her with my larger body as I press my cock against the opening of her cunt. Even as Littlepip shouts at me, I push my way into Velvet's folds. Her walls squeeze my cock tightly as they try to force me out, only adding to my pleasure. "I see where you get your name from, your pussy feels like fucking velvet."
"Stop it you sick freak!" Littlepip shouts as I continue to rape Velvet.
I grunt as my hips slap against her with each powerful thrust. Her drenched pussy keeps squeezing me as I force my shaft into her depths again and again. The only thing telling me that she doesn't like it is the soft sobs as I continue to wreck her. Despite having cum just couple minutes ago, I can feel myself getting close again. Groaning, I pick up the pace, thrusting faster and faster into Velvet until my cock flares as I slam deep inside her unloading my hot seed into her womb. Velvet cires harder as I fill her depths with my seed.
"Luna rape you with Her horn you fucking rapist!" Littlepip screams as she struggles against her manacles as hard as she can.
"Now what to do next… I'm open to suggestions." I say as I pull out of Velvet, my cock dripping with cum and pussy juice.
"Don't do anything else to her! You want a fight?! Try me!" Pip shouts at me, her attention turning from struggling against her chains to wanting to fight me. No doubt she wants to kill me for what I've done to her crush.
"All the more reason for me to do more to her." I say as I bring my axe up to Velvet's neck. "I wonder what she'd look like without a head?"
"D-don't…" Littlepip says her arguments dying on her lips as my axe presses against Velvet's neck.
I gently draw the blade of my axe across Velvet's neck, making a superficial cut across the length of her neck. "I said I'd destroy her and I will, but I'm not done with my fun yet. I want her to be able to feel me raping her ass."
"Just leave her alone!" Littlepip shouts angrily as I shift my hips and press my cock against Velvet's tight asshole.
Groaning, I push my cock into Velvet's ass in one go, drawing a delicious scream from her at the sudden penetration. I can't help but to hold myself inside her ass for a moment, she's amazingly tight and her ass squeezes me nicely as it tries to force my cock out of it. As much as I'd like to let her continue squeezing my ass, I want to hear her scream. I pull most of the way out before thrusting back in hard, drawing another scream from her. I do it again, and again, and again as I build into a rhythm of deep and powerful thrusts.
I lose touch with the world as I hammer Velvet's ass, my balls slapping against her pussy with each violent thrust. Her screams and cries are a symphony humming along in the background as I quickly approach my peak again. My cock flares as I slam into her one last time, and I begin unloading my in her ass. Spurt after spurt of spunk filling her tight—unwilling—ass. Once my orgasm comes to an end, I slowly pull out of her, my spunk now dripping from both of her holes. Panting, I move so that I'm standing along side her as I look at Littlepip.
Without warning or hesitation I swing my axe and cut off Velvet's head. As her head rolls onto the ground Littlepip screams and cries. I smirk down at her as I holster my axe and grab Velvet's head in my magic. Stepping forward, I set her friend's head down a few feet in front of her, letting her see the lifeless eyes stare back as her. Littlepip is so grief stricken and stunned she doesn't notice me stepping over Velvet's head. It's only as I squat down, with my now semi-hard cock pointing at Velvet's head, that she looks up at me.
I smirk down at her as I relax my bladder and begin pissing on her dead friend's head. My golden stream cascades down onto the white, gold and red mane of the head, turning the white part a pale yellow. My stream quickly drenches her head, leaving her fur and mane glistening in the light of the dying campfire. As I step away from Velvet's head Littlepip cusses up a storm, swearing she'll kill me and rip out my guts. I smile at her, pull out an old pre-war ball gag, and stuff it in her mouth. After that I grab a couple of branches from a nearby tree, to throw on the fire.
After that I toss both of her friend's heads into the fire and teleport Velvet's body back to my house. Turning to my greatest prize of all, I glare down at her and lick my lips. "I'm going to enjoy turning you into my personal broodmare." With that I grab her in my magic, and teleport away.
