The teacher came in and took attendance. With a big smile, she started the ceremony.

Cherrilee wasn’t the one leading it, though. She was just a mare and only males were able to perform the ceremony correctly. She announced the master and a large buff Caribou entered the classroom, wheeling a wooden contraption behind him.

Cherry knew exactly what the tool was. The straps on it were positioned in a way to bind fillies in place so that no movement was possible.

The Caribou took his job seriously. The moment he heard a whisper among the students, he slammed his hoof against the desk, forcing silence on all attendees.

He ordered the students to form a line with two fillies at a time. One for the removal ceremony while the other waited her turn.

Cherry’s friend Scootaloo was the first to volunteer. She was eager to get it over with since she couldn’t join the Wondersluts until she completed the ceremony. “I’ll go first. I’m ready to have these stupid feathers taken away and do my duty as a slut; a Wonderslut!”

The Caribou’s face betrayed no emotion as he forced Cherry’s friend into the contraption, her forelegs tied, head fixed, legs forced open, wings spread apart and bound to the wood.

Caribou tested the binds by smacking Scootaloo’s ass repeatedly, making her moan and shiver in lust.

“Please use me as the cock sleeve that I am, master! My whorse body is nothing but a toy for your pleasure! Please rape my cunny!”

When the preparation was complete, the Caribou lifted himself on the contraption and bit at Scootaloo’s feathers

Cherry’s friend moaned and wiggled about, but the binds held firm.

The Caribou took his time pulling each of Scootaloo’s feathers. With each one his cock became thicker and bigger.

Caribou rubbed Scootaloo between her hind legs with his massive dick, making her wet and ready to receive her due.

When Scootaloo’s feathers were all plucked and bare, the Caribou applied the wing binders on the little wing stubs. Their bright red color matched her collar. For the first time, he grinned, “Now for your reward, you fuck slut!”

Scootaloo braced and bit her lip as the massive cock penetrated her cunt, but that didn’t prevent her from yelling out.

The fillies watched as their classmate was raped in front of their eyes. Some couldn’t help but touch themselves in the rhythm of the ramming thrusts Scootaloo was forced to endure.

One student, however, looked away.

Cherry noticed Sweetie Bell’s defiance right away and put a stop to it right there and then. She stepped behind the defiler, grabbed her head with both hooves and forced her to watch. “Look at her, you stupid cunt! She accepted her destiny; her fate. She knows what she is: a cock sleeve who serves her superiors because that’s what she’s good for. Why can’t you be a good student like her? The sooner you accept your place the easier it will be for you.”

“Next!” sounded from the front of the classroom.

A unicorn filly awkwardly stepped forward as the next filly took her place in the line.

The protocol was similar: arms bound, legs spread, head immobilized, but the procedure was faster since the only thing that needed to be removed was her horn. He pulled the lever and the large heavy blade separated the horn from her head, freeing her from the burdens of undeserved power.

Then came the reward. The Caribou raped her without showing any mercy. He pounded her cunny relentlessly, making the filly moan between the screams. She cummed on the floor as Scootaloo had done prior to her.

Before she was released from the binds, the Caribou picked up the cut-off horn and shoved it in the wet pussy.

The filly screamed one last time upon feeling her own horn used as a sex toy.

“Do not remove it unless specifically told by your father, understand?”

The filly nodded, pressing her hoof to her stomp.”Thank you for removing my horn, sir.” She slowly walked to her seat. With a yelp, she plunged down on her dildo which shoved her horn even deeper.

One by one, all the pegasi and unicorns were dealt with in front of the class, all losing their horns and feathers while feeling the brutal force of Caribou’s cock invading their privates.

In the end, only Cherry and Sweetie Belle remained.

Cherry opted to go before the hesitant unicorn. When she leaned into the contraption, her body shivered with intensity, pussy dripped translucent excrement onto the puddle on the floor. She was so excited that her erect wings fluttered about.

The Caribou grabbed them firmly and tied them to the wood. “You seem more eager than the rest, slut.”

Cherry yelled, “I’m ready for this sir! Turn me into the cunt that I am! rape me until I’m purple!” She stared at the Caribou, showing how desperate she was.

“Perhaps you deserve the special treatment, slut!”

Cherry looked in confusion, not knowing what he meant.

It all became clear when his massive cock pierced her cunt in one swift shove.

Her screams echoed in the classroom, even more so when he started to pull her feathers one by one while pumping her cunny.

Cherry could not help but moan and cum on the large bubbly pool left by her classmates.

When her wings were devoid of feathers, he applied the wing shrouds forever denying her the ability to fly, for mares did not deserve such freedom. The Caribou smacked her ass before untying her, making Cherry moan once again.

As she walked back to her dildo seat, she noticed that Sweetie Belle didn’t step forward. In fact, she took a step back.

Some of the classmates raised their eyebrows, others threw balls of paper at her.

The Caribou grabbed Sweetie Belle and pulled her closer. Despite her struggles, he forced her into the contraption.

She shook and shoved her entire body hoping to free herself from the inevitable fate, but her attempts were futile.

The Caribou turned to the class. “Now bear witness and see what happens to disobedient mares!”

He ripped off the bottom part of her fur-tight bodysuit revealing her anus and pussy. He pulled out a whip and struck at her ass, again and again.

Sweetie Belle cried in agony for what felt like an eternity. Her ass was covered in red whipping marks, yet the torment continued.

The Caribou only stopped when his victim was entirely out of breath, her body limply hanging in the contraption.

Cherry’s grin grew wider as she sensed an opportunity. It was finally time to get back at Sweetie Belle for so many years of annoying complaints. She lifted her hoof high to get his attention.

When the Caribou noticed her, she spoke, “Excuse me, sir. I’m sorry for being a dumb slut by interrupting you, but can I be the one who cuts off her horn, please?” She looked at him with pleading eyes, her hooves together in prayer.

The Caribou was silent for a few moments then motioned his head, granting Cherry’s request.

Cherry got up and ran to her arch-nemesis. She pressed her forehooves on both sides of the victim’s head and stared into the teary green eyes. After giving her a devious smile, she turned to the Caribou. “Is this the lever for cutting the horn?”

He pressed his hoof on top of hers and together they pulled down the lever, chopping off Sweetie Belle’s horn.

A stream of tears flooded the trapped filly’s face. Her dreams of using magic were taken away by the Caribou and the filly who she used to call her equal.

Cherry picked up the horn and held the trophy in front of her classmates. "She thought she was entitled to use magic, but we know only males are worthy of it. We mares have only one purpose: to spread our legs and let our superiors use us however they wish to. Our bodies are their property!" Cherry proudly smiled at what she said and concluded her performance by shoving the horn deep up Sweetie Belle’s anus in full view of others.

Everypony cheered while Sweetie Belle cried.

When the filly was freed from the binds, she fell into the puddle of cum on the floor. She was hyperventilating unable to pick herself up from the white goo she was drenched in.

“Help her to her seat!” the Caribou ordered.

Cherry grabbed at the leash and dragged Sweetie Belle on the floor to her seat. After many kicks, she finally got her to stand up.

Sweetie Belle positioned herself above her seat, but just before she lowered herself, Cherry moved the massive dildo back, making it slide into her anus.

“Ngh!” she protested and was about to lift herself up.

It was then that Cherry jumped into her lap, sliding the dildo all the way in her ass, pushing her horn even deeper.

Sweetie Belle’s body tighten and started to shake. Her eyes were wide open and fixed. Streams of tears poured out.

Cherry kept licking the salty face. “It seems I like it when you cry.”

Meanwhile, the Caribou congratulated everypony. After waving goodbye, he dragged the contraption out of the room.

Ms. Cherrilee addressed the class, “I’m so proud of you girls. Except for you, Sweetie Belle. You still need to be taught a lesson.”

Cherry raised a hoof. “Can I teach her?”

“That’s very generous of you, Cherry. I’ll leave her to your care then.”

The class became ever more restless in the informal atmosphere and Cherrilee opted to release them early.

Cherry shoved Sweetie Belle off her seat then tied her saddlebag around her waist. Strapping the leash around her foreleg, they proceeded outside.

In front of the school, fillies chatted and showed off their wing binders and horn stubs. Some of the parents were there to congratulate their daughters and even allow them to perform fellatio right on the spot.

Cherry hugged Scootaloo and said her goodbye. Her friend still had a trial for the Wondersluts ahead of her, and Cherry didn’t want to take too much of her time.

She looked at the student whom she was supposed to coach, but she was just a filly, how could she teach somepony as dumb as Sweetie Belle? At that point, she remembered the words she heard in the morning, “Mother knows best!”

With that, she mounted Sweetie Belle and smacked her plot so that she would move.

Sweetie Belle stepped widely with her hind legs tensing up with every step.

A few more slams on her ass sped that up a little.

Author's Note

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