Shaka

Within the vast and beautiful Crystal Empire, the Equestrian Games have begun. A multicultural event where teams from all over Equestria, and even Kingdom beyond their borders, came to compete in a series of events. From running, flying, swimming, magic, sports, and other magnificent displays, the athletes of the Equestrian Games were a sight to behold. But it wasn’t the competitors that made such a feat possible, nor the numerous wealthy nobles, or even the many Royals who financed these events. No, it was a small army of ponies dedicated to coordinating everything. Among the group was the head planner, Miss Harshwhinny.

The light brown earth mare was making her way through the final documents for the games. She had spent months putting everything together, contacting and meeting with many, many influential figures, setting up proper food stalls, as well as possibly a hundred other things. She had been working herself so ragged, that even her prime and proper blonde mane, and even her neat and tidy purple suit was getting its fair share of scuffs along her wrists, elbows, and pant legs.

“Ugh, finally, just about finished.” Harshwhinny groaned, signing the last dozen or so papers before sighing a breath of relief. “Once this is taken care of, only an absolute idiot could ruin everything.” Once the last of the papers were signed and organized, she placed it in a folder to be delivered by the next day.

Leaving her office, the mare quickly freshened herself up. She was exhausted, but she wasn’t going to lose the look of strict and stern professionalism that she tried so hard to exemplify. Harshwhinny was given a lot of responsibilities, more than anyone else was thought to have handled, and so she was going to live up to this expectation. Making her way from the castle, she walked along the street of the Crystal Empire. Given how major and massive the Games were, most of the streets were empty, especially in the late afternoon.

This was perfect, Harshwhinny wasn’t a very social pony, and often preferred to stay in her office all day. But today, after all the hard work she had done, and all she had managed to achieve, she needed a drink; a strong drink. Thankfully, she knew a possible pub to get such sustenance. After overhearing it from many of the staff she supervises, she heard of a pub called On the Rocks, which was quite well known for selling some good, strong, sweet tasting drinks. Upon arriving, she saw the place barely had a living soul within.

The bartender, a muscular looking crystal unicorn, was cleaning glasses, while a couple pegasi were watching the highlights of the Games on a nearby television screen. The only thing that really put her unease was the four rambunctious looking zebra stallions that were sitting at a table. Laughing, boasting, and otherwise being loud and disruptive, Harshwhinny had to consider if just being in the same building as these brutes would be worth the drink. Reluctantly, she chose the drink.

Walking up to the bartender, she ordered something she figured she could quickly enjoy, and hoped the zebras wouldn’t notice her. Unfortunately, not only did they see her walk in, but their eyes have been on her since she walked in. Though she wanted to ignore them, Harshwhinny could vaguely make out some of the words they were saying. Sexy babe, big tits, nice ass, as well as a dozen other crude and disrespectful words were just barely whispered between the four of them. Rolling her eyes, she paid for her drink and decided to sit as far away from these zebras as she could.

Harshwhinny was just barely a few sips into her drink, before noticing one of the zebras was approaching her. Rolling her eyes again, she did her best to ignore his approach, but knew he was going to say something. Sipping down a little more, she attempted to appear uninterested, giving this zebra the cold shoulder. But all this seemed to do was present a better challenge for him, and based on the half-drunk boasting of his friends, this was just some game.

“Why hello there, I didn’t know there were mares here as beautiful as you are.” The first zebra commented, greeting and complimenting the mare as best as he could. “I was wondering if you are by chance alone, and wish to have company.”

“I’m good.” Harshwhinny replied, no hesitation in her voice as she replied, and the way she glared at the zebra, it nearly caused him to stagger back. “I’m content as I am.”

The first zebra said nothing, seemingly accepting this decline, returning to his friends. A second zebra tried, this one tried to sway her to join them. And while this one was a little more direct, he was still trying to butter her up with his words. Annoyed, she sent him away too. A third zebra tried, but he fared no better than the first and second, and so it was eventually up to the fourth zebra to try and get Harshwhinny to join them. But by this point, the mare had had enough of this all.

“Hello, you are certainly a strong mare to turn down so many lesser males.” The fourth zebra commented, jokingly mocking his friends as he spoke to her. “But perhaps you are more interested in a real-”

“Look, I’m not fucking interested in being with you or any striped thug zebs!” Harshwhinny snapped, partially buzzed from trying to enjoy her drink. Her racial comment caused everyone in the bar to gasp in shock. Realizing what she had done, she drowned her alcohol, got up, and glared at the zebra. “I’m leaving.”

The zebras stood there, shocked by the mare’s rude behavior. Normally, it didn’t take four of them to ask out a mare, but now, new thoughts were running through their minds. If this mare, if this bitch was going to be some racist, then they were going to have to handle her a little differently. Looking to his friends, the fourth zebra nodded, signaling the other three to get up and join him.

As soon as she left the pub, Harshwhinny just wanted to get back to the hotel she was staying in. The alcohol she had drank must’ve been stronger than she thought. While she was feeling a little buzzed before, downing the full drink then and there was hitting her very hard. She was wobbling a little, and she grumbled at the frustration of not even getting a chance to enjoy her attempts to relax. Those loud, rude zebras were to blame for all of this, and as soon as she would get back to her hotel room, she was going to sleep through what was probably going to be a major hangover.

But because Harshwhinny was so focused on keeping her balance, and getting to her hotel, she failed to notice that she was being followed. Those four zebras, who had taken a major offense to her racial comment, as well as her rude tone, were going to teach this bitch a lesson. Following her was easy, she wasn’t walking all that fast, and from the way she was wobbling, she was going to be very easy to overpower. All they needed was a chance to get her alone.

After several minutes of stalking the mare, they saw their chance. Harshwhinny seemed to have noticed them following her. And rather than run, or cause a scene, the mare in her partially drunken mind, decided to try and lose the zebras. She did this, but crossing the street, and dipping into a back alley. The four zebras couldn’t help but chuckle, seeing how easy this was going to be, picked up the pace and followed her.

In the alley, Harshwhinny realized far too late that she had made the wrong choice, and as soon as she turned around to see if they were still following her, she saw two of them. Panic quickly overtook her, she started to run. The liquor in her system was still too much, and though the alley was mostly clear and open, she crashed a few times against the walls. The end of the alley was rapidly approaching, but just as she believed she was clear, the other two zebras turned the corner, they had cut her off.

“Looks like she’s not doing too well.” One of the zebras laughed, mocking the mare as she trembled in fear. “And she’s shaking, she must be cold.”

“Looks like it, and I know somewhere she can get nice and warm.” Another zebra laughed, presenting something behind Harshwhinny’s back. “Don’t worry, bitch. We’ll be gentle.” Before she knew it, a bag was thrown over her head.

Harshwhinny screamed as loud as she could, but her sounds were muffled, and no one was anywhere near this alley. The games had kept the whole of the empire distracted, and now, she was to be prey to these zebras. As well as this, screaming cut off too much air in the bag, and within seconds, she passed out. Taking off the bag, the four zebras chuckled and snickered amongst themselves. They knew exactly what to do.

Eventually, sound seemed to rouse Harshwhinny of her forced rest. As well as this, there was a smell, it was raw, potent, like walking into a room right after an orgy. Looking around, she found she was tied up, laying in the corner of a room, some sort of hotel from the looks of it. Reclining on a fancy bed, was a male zebra. But unlike the other four, who were seemingly explaining something in their language to him, this one was stronger looking, and his stripes were far more sinister looking, ending with a white patch on his face that gave the impression of a skull.

Harshwhinny had been kidnapped, that much was obvious. But from the looks of things, nothing was stolen, and even the ropes holding her in place weren’t too tight, just enough to keep her restrained. Looking over, she saw that while the four zebras who captured her were standing in submission to this fifth zebra, the sinister looking one was naked, with his massive cock being tended to by the oral worship of a pair of crystal mares.

“It seems our new friend is awake.” This fifth zebra said, his voice echoed a tone of command, and yet a smugness that reviled Harshwhinny. “Please, brothers, let’s give our guest a proper greeting.” Gesturing the mares away, he leaned forward, until he was sitting on the edge of the bed. “A pleasure to meet you, I’m Shaka.”

Harshwhinny looked at him, this naked, muscular zebra, a shiver of fear ran through her body as his eyes seemed to only examine every inch of her. It was like he was judging her, gauging something about her. No doubt he was going to do something to her, given the two crystal mares who were laying comfortably on the bed, this Shaka was going to rape her. The mare tried to struggle, but as if he knew this, the zebra glared down at her, smiling a sinister grin.

“By all means, feel free to struggle.” Shaka laughed, smirking as he did so. “We’ve rented out not only the entire floor, but had the staff dampen any noises. Really, you ponies are fucking pathetic.”

Harshwhinny somewhat settled down. She knew how good such a thing was, and if there was a dampening spell placed on the suite, let alone the entire floor, then no amount of screaming would be enough. Glancing at the window, she was certain it was enchanted to be too durable for her to break through, and even then, it would be a long fall down. For a moment, she had to consider the options, rape or death. Looking at Shaka, it was clear, he was enjoying her mental anguish.

“Now that’s a good look on your face. I’ll need to remember it for later.” Shaka explained. “Now, my brothers here said you were a real racist bitch, and well, we can’t have that, can we?” Harshwhinny only glared at him with hate filled eyes. “Now, normally, I would just have bitches like you are broken , nice and slow, but I’m in a good mood.” He gestured to the other zebras. “Strip her.”

The other four zebras did as Shaka commanded, rapidly approaching Harshwhinny, grabbing at her. At once, the panic fully set in, and the mare was thrashing about, shouting and screaming her muffled voice as she was fighting back as much as she could. The zebras only laughed, grabbing and tearing at her clothes. Harshwhinny tensed up as soon as she heard it. The ripping, the tearing, the way her clothes were torn from her body, revealing her sizable tits.

“Well fuck, this bitch got some good tits!” The first zebra laughed, grabbing at them, making the mare gasp out in the sensation. “Sensitive to. Bet we can make her cum just from twisting those nipples?”

“By all means, enjoy yourselves.” Shaka commented, looking over to Harshwhinny. There was the look of timidness, fear, and pain. “Oh, don’t worry, you’ll feel better soon. Well, after they’re done with you.” Reaching down, he gestured to his cock. “You see, my dick is too big for uptight sluts like you, and you were quite rude to my brothers. So I figured, I’ll let them have their fun with you first, and then, I’ll really fuck you up.”

“Let’s start betting now.” The first comment. “I bet thirty bits that foal will be mine.”

“I bet forty it’s mine!” The second commented, adding into the laughter as he ripped off Harshwhinny’s skirt. “First shots always finish last.”

“Then I’ll be the one to finish it off.” The third commented, tugging at the mare’s hair to make her gasp. “I’ll take your bet, but forty-five says it’s mine.”

“I’m not into making more brats right now, not with bitchy whores like this at least.” The fourth added. “So you three have fun, but I’ll take her tight ass. I wanna hear her scream.”

“Please, please, brothers. Control yourselves.” Shaka laughed, clapping in amusement. “We all know the foals will be mine, but by all means, please enjoy her to your heart’s content. It’s the closest to winning you four will get.”

That was enough to fully set the zebras off, they needed to fuck her, they wanted to breed her, all while Shaka was watching them. They knew they didn’t stand a chance against him, not when it came to breaking pony sluts. But the sensation of being able to make this bitch scream first was more than enough to make up for it, and if it meant losing a bet, then that was fine. Though, it wouldn’t be too bad if one of them actually won their wagers. Shaka had enough bastard foals as is.

Tearing off the last of her clothes, Harshwhinny was completely naked, scared and at the mercy of these zebra assholes. She was shivering, getting ready to scream, but when she opened her mouth, she only gasped, seeing as the four zebras dropped their pants. There were four, big, fat cocks in front of her. They were throbbing as if to threaten her further. Realizing what was about to happen, Harshwhinny was ready to scream, but as she was about to, one of the zebras rammed his cock in her mouth, grabbing the back of her head to hold her in place.

“Oh fuck! Her throat is tight as shit!” The zebra commented, laughing as he started to thrust in and out as if to facefuck the mare. “Guess I’ll start here, so have fun getting a head start on that cunt!”

“Best way for me to win!” The other zebra commented, grabbing at Harshwhinny’s body. “Just keep her in place, I gotta get…right…in her…there!”

At once, the zebra rammed his cock in Harshwhinny’s pussy, getting a little over half his length in her incredibly tight hole. The mare screamed a muffled cry of pain, feeling as her inner folds were being forced open. Another zebra grabbed her, partially flipped her over, which was incredibly awkward for his brothers, but he managed to get to her tight looking tailhole. Raising a hand, he smacked her flank, making her flinch and thrash, which only caused her throat and pussy to get fucked harder.

“There we go, make her shake. I wanna break that ass!” The zebra commented, licking his hand before rubbing along his shaft to get him lubricated enough. “Now, let’s see if this makes her…even louder!” Thrusting forward, he just barely managed to get a few inches in the mare’s ass before it was too tight.

Harshwhinny screamed her muffled sounds, which only caused the zebra in her mouth to shove himself deeper. As well as this, her pussy loosened up a bit and she was getting more dick in there as well. And while the three zebras were savoring the feeling of gangraping Harshwhinny, the fourth was seemingly content just standing there and watching. Shaka only watched this, the crystal mares he had been fucking were back to licking and worshiping along his cock with their whore mouths.

“Not going to take part?” Shaka asked his brother. “Or did they get to the best parts first?”

“Oh, no, no, I’ll take my turn. But I’m more into fucking whores right now.” The zebra replied, sighing before chuckling. “When they’re done with some screaming bitch, I’ll be right there to scoop up a whore.”

“Clever, but don’t take too long.” Shaka replied with a smirk, his eyes glowing a little for a moment, like a sinister, flickering flame. “When you’re all finished, I’ll have my turn.”

Shaka, along with the other zebra watched as the three others were enjoying Harshwhinny’s body. The mare was at these zebras’ mercy, and they were giving none of it to her. She was feeling as the stallions’ cocks were hammering in and out of her, defiling every inch of her being. She closed her eyes, hoping to all hope that this was all a dream, a vile nightmare of her deepest fears, but one strong smack of her ass woke her from her delusions. This was real, and her torment was only just beginning.

“Come on you bitch, choke on this cock!” The zebra fucking her throat grunted, hammering his length against Harshwhinny’s face. “Teach you to talk shit about us. Only thing that belongs in your mouth is some fat cock!”

“Speaking of bitch, how uptight do you think she was?” The zebra plowing her ass laughed along. “With how tight her tailhole is, the stick up her ass must’ve been a pencil dick.” He sneered down at her. “At least her ass sounds good when I do this!” Raising a hand, he smacked her ass again, making her scream out a muffled cry of pain. “Oh yeah, fucking music to the ears.”

“You want music? How does this sound?” The zebra in her pussy asked with a chuckle. Gripping at Harshwhinny’s hips he thrusted upwards. There was an almost rhythmic sound of cum heavy balls slapping upwards against her forcibly soaked pussy. “There, you see? The sound of violent mating.”

“Come on you crazy bastards, stuff the bitch so I can have a turn.” The fourth zebra commented, losing more and more patience. “Either break the whore or bust a nut in her already!”

“Impatient. You had your chance.” The first zebra laughed, reaching down to grab somewhat gently around Harshwhinny’s throat. “But, since I’m in such a giving mood, I’ll do you a solid, and fuck this slut’s throat raw!”

While the zebra in her ass and pussy maintained their own pleasurable pacing, the one pounding her throat was hammering faster and faster. He was huffing, squeezing a little, which caused the mare to begin to choke. Panic was setting in as she was struggling to breath. With this massive cock ruining and stretching out her throat, her nostrils were flaring, her senses were burning with the potent, vulgar musk that she was forced to breathe in, or suffocate. It was nauseating, but she had no choice.

Harshwhinny’s body was in a burning pain, feeling as her holes were being brutally raped. She couldn’t escape, and the restraints on her body were rubbing against her body. The zebras fucked harder and harder, slamming their cocks in her body, and making her feel more and more of this humiliation, fear, and pain. Even as her tits bounced faster and faster from all the rapid thrusting and movements, it was making her scream more muffled sounds.

Shaka crossed arms, standing beside the zebra as the crystal mares were on their knees, still worshiping at the intimidating zebra’s cock and balls. The mare being defiled was being brutalized, but he could tell his brothers were getting closer and closer to orgasm. Smirking, he shook his head as he was enjoying the sight of the zebras breaking this mare.

“Looks like they’re getting close.” Shaka commented, smirking harder as his lips curled to a wicked smile. “Should I have her cleaned up when they’re done?”

“Nah, I don’t mind a sloppy mess.” The zebra commented, smirking to his brother. “Besides, I like seeing them covered in cum and begging to be broken.”

“Fair enough.” Shaka shrugged with a chuckle. “Alright, you three, hurry up.” Though his tone was direct, the zebras could tell, he was becoming impatient.

Pausing for a moment, the three could see the look on Shaka’s face. Their expressions ran cold for a brief moment, only to pick up the speed of their fucking. Moving faster and faster, slapping their balls against her body, getting closer and closer. Huffing and groaning, the zebras’ cocks swelled as they were getting there. Almost…just about…gritting their teeth as they finally felt as if their climax was coming.

Bottoming out hard and deep in Harshwhinny, the three zebras blew their shared loads into the mare’s body, stuffing her throat, pussy, and ass with hot spunk. She screamed her muffled cries of pain. It was all too much for her and she couldn’t do anything as she was fucked full of their vile zebra spunk. Holding her in place, her body still struggled, but weakened more and more as she was suffocating on the cum in her throat. It was like she was drowning as her belly and womb filled with hot seeds.

But thankfully, through some mercy, the zebras released the mare. Dropping her all at once as she collapsed on the zebra still in her pussy. She was weakened, twitching, and had cum gushing out of all of her holes. Shoving her off, the zebra under her laughed as she fell to her size, crying and weakened from the brutal rape she had endured. Getting up, the three backed away, looking over to Shaka, hoping they were able to please him.

“Alright, I don’t think we need her tied up anymore.” Shaka commented, his eyes starting to glow. He then looked to the zebra besides him. “I’m sorry, but you might not have a lot of time with her. I’m getting really pent up.”

“Of course, I understand.” The fourth zebra nodded in a submissive smile. “But I’d like some time, if that is okay.”

“Of course, you can have your taste before I breed this whore.” Shaka replied, smirking as he looked at Harshwhinny. “Untie her, and I shall do the rest.” The zebra bowed, and rushed over to Harshwhinny.”

Shaka’s eyes began to glow. It was a dim, dark light that flicked in his vision until it gave the impression of a dark, greenish flame that was bursting slowly from his eye sockets. Opening his mouth, a blackish mist of similar color bleed out, as if the air he was breathing was tainted by his magic. Like a sinister miasma, this putrid looking magic flowed from his mouth and eyes, with a reverberation of gurgling chanting that echoed from deep in his throat.

Like a dense fog, or a sinister miasma, the magic that seemed to bleed out from Shaka’s eyes and mouth creeped along towards Harshwhinny. Before she realized it, she was struck by this magic. It was a vileness that seemed to cause her entire body to feel violently ill. It attacked her in the eyes, ears, nose, mouth, forcing its way into her as she seemingly choked on the foulness of this enchantment. She tried to scream, but all that could escape were gurgling coughs and gagging.

The three zebras took a step back. This had not been the first time they had seen Shaka’s magic, but that didn’t mean it didn’t disturb them. When the magic fully filled up Harshwhinny, the mare started thrashing about. She was throwing her arms and legs about, flailing as she was gasping out breathless screams of what seemed to be pain. Shaka only continued to watch. Even as the magic left him, his lips still muttered whatever wicked incantation he was whispering.

But eventually, the magic faded, and Harshwhinny’s body settled. She lay there, limp and soar as remnants of the magic leaked out of her face like a thin mist or steam. Shaka only smiled, his eyes beaming with amusement at her. The fourth zebra smirked, licking his lips as he was getting close to the mare. As soon as he got close, the mare’s eyes burst open. She looked up at him with a strangeness. This wasn’t a look of fear, but of longing.

At once, the mare lunged her head upwards, as if pulled by some magical force that caused her mouth to envelop the zebra’s cock. He gasped, only to then start to pant out. Harshwhinny’s eyes were filled with the lustful daze of a skilled whore. Shaka smirked, laughing heartily as he marveled over his handiwork. It had been a while since he used his magic to break a mare, but it was no less entertaining.

“Fuck…Shaka…she’s sucking my cock so hard.” The zebra huffed, placing his hands on the back of Harshwhinny’s head to try and steady the motions of the mare’s head. “Oh shit…she’s sucking the soul out of me…”

“By all means, enjoy this whore.” Shaka chuckled, watching as Harshwhinny was sucking off the zebra faster and faster. “But remember. Once you cum, she’s all mine.” He glanced over to the other three. “I’m done with my sluts, you can have them.” The zebras only smirked, looking at the still horny crystal mares.

The zebra in Harshwhinny’s mouth was pumping himself faster and faster in and out of her mouth. He was trying to fuck her throat like it was a loose pussy. The mare’s eyes were glossed over, rolling back as she was seemingly nothing more than just a living cocksleeve, a toy to choke on this fat cock. The zebra only continued hammering himself, humping in and out of their mouth-pussy.

“Fuck…this bitch’s mouth…so tight…” The zebra grunted and groaned. Fucking faster and faster, he could feel as he was going to cum at any moment. “Shit, shit, shit. You fucking whore! Choke on it!”

Grabbing at the back of Harshwhinny’s head, the zebra bottomed out in her mouth, swelling in her throat as she was feeling him cum deep inside her. She swallowed it down, as if to savor the feeling of Harshwhinny’s throat squeezing along the dick that was cuming in her belly. The zebra held himself in place, not letting a single drop of cum escape as she eagerly drank it all down. Eventually, the zebra, being spent from his release, slowly pulled himself out of Harshwhinny’s mouth.

“Shit…thanks Shaka. I really needed that.” The zebra commented, looking at the crystal mares currently being fucked by the other zebras. “So…is it too late to-”

“Knock yourself out.” Shaka commented, smirking and chuckling as he gestured to the other mares. The zebra was more than happy to join his brothers. Approaching Harshwhinny, he smirked. “Alright, mare. Why don’t you introduce yourself.”

“My name?” Harshwhinny responded, her voice sounding like a low moan as she was still swallowing cum. “I’m Harshwhinny, I’m just a worthless, racist whore who can’t help but spread my legs for fat, zebra cock.” Laying on her back, she presented herself in a vulgar and alluring manner. “Please punish this bitch by knocking her up with your big dick.”

“There we go, that’s a good whore.” Shaka smirked, showing off his cock to the mare. “Now, show me how you want this dick.”

“Please, fuck me. Fuck me like a breeding whore!” Harshwhinny moaned, bucking up her hips as she rubbed her pussy faster and faster. She was feeling herself getting closer and closer to an orgasm. “My pussy needs your cock, ruin me, fuck me up. I want to have all your foals fucked in my slutty womb.”

“Hmm, well, good enough. For now.” Shaka nodded, smirking at the mare as she continued to present her to her new master. But rather than point his cock to her pussy, he stepped over Harshwhinny’s body, kneeling a little to lay his cock between the mare’s large tits. “What? Did you think I’m gonna fuck that whore cunt first? Now, I’m gonna ruin that mouth-pussy of yours first.”

Harshwhinny only cooed and moaned, feeling as if she was about to cum from Shaka’s insults and tone. The zebra’s words only seemed to resonate in her being. She was worthless, she was pathetic, she only existed to serve her master, and now he was going to give her the attention of his cock. So she would need to make sure to be thankful, and worship at Shaka’s dick as it lay between her tits. Reaching up, she pressed her breasts together, making it easier for her master to titfuck her.

Shaka only smiled, enjoying the mare’s playful and whorish actions. Harshwhinny moaned as she licked and suckled around the zebra’s cockhead. It felt so good, she felt like she was fulfilling her role, her reason for being. She was Shaka’s cocksleeve, and every moment she didn’t have his cock against her body, let alone inside her slutty holes, she was in a state of misery. His dick was her life, his cum was her food, and his words were her pride.

“Come on whore, get to it.” Shaka commented, staring down at the mare. “Or are you going to make me do all the work?” Harshwhinny tensed up, but then started to work faster. She didn’t want to make her master angry.

Pushing herself faster, Harshwhinny took in more and more of Shaka’s cock, swelling her throat as she took it in. Her body shivered as she was savoring this dick. Her insides trembled as the strong taste of her master was making its way to the back of her mouth. Her large tits pressed and rubbed against the chest, only getting her more and more aroused as she wanted to feel Shaka in her.

Shaka continued to let the mare throatfuck herself on his size. She was doing surprisingly well for a stuck up bitch. Normally, mares he uses his magic on still show some degree or awkwardness when fucking themselves, but Harshwhinny was different. She was handling his length as if she was used to sucking such big cocks. It was quite a surprise, and he only chuckled at it.

“Now bad, slut. Not bad.” Shaka commented, reaching down to the sides of Harshwhinny’s head. “But this wouldn’t be enough for my cock. Maybe my brothers, but for me, we need to really fuck this throat-cunt up.” Pulling down, he thrusted forward, nearly bottoming out as the mare gasped a muffled sound.

Shaka held Harshwhinny in place, making her tremble as the zebra cock was cutting off her air. Her eyes were rolled back, tears were pouring down, her nostrils were burning as what little that entered was a dense miasma of musk. Releasing a little, Shaka then thrusted again, beginning a steady humping pace. The mare’s body was partially limp as she felt her mouth and throat being fucked by this massive cock.

She trembled, with her arms all but dangling at her side as her large tits pressed against Shaka’s legs as he continued to fuck in and out of her throat. It felt so good, she had such a fuckable mouth, it was actually very surprising. It was tight, warm, wet, and the muffled cries of worship pleasure that was coming from her mouth whenever he had less than half his length inside her. Shaka was steady in his motions, not wanting her to pass out too soon, but was being especially rough with her.

The other zebras watched for a while, but knew that once Shaka would start, the mare he was gonna break was pretty much gonna be some loose whore. So they enjoyed the crystal mares he had let them enjoy. And while they were still gaping from previously being fucked by the strong zebra, they were still tight enough to be gangbanged by the others. The mares moaned, clinging and holding onto the four as if they couldn’t live without zebra cock and cum.

“Shit, I think I might just cum soon.” Shaka commented, grunting as he was moving his hips faster and faster. His cum filled, heavy balls slapped against Harshwhinny’s chin. “Alright you whore. Show me how much you want my cum.”

Harshwhinny, though her arms felt so heavy and weak, reached up, wrapping around Shaka’s thighs. She pulled herself closer, letting herself be deepthroated more and more often. The mare could only moan as she closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of her throat being filled with cock, and soon to be cum. Shaka was so much different than the others. He was rougher, his dick was bigger, and the taste and smell was stronger. But Harshwhinny only felt absolute devotion to him. She only wished to be his cock loving slut.

“Almost, almost, almost.” Shaka grunted, huffing a little as he was fucking the mare’s mouth faster and faster. Her large tits bounced between his legs as he moved to no all but stand over as he fucked downwards to really fuck her deeply. “Come on, I’m gonna cum, and you’re gonna drink it all.”

Grunting, Shaka hammered himself faster and faster, as if he was trying to push Harshwhinny down on her back with his cock. She was leaking out a noticeable pool of her juices, seemingly cumming from the hard throatfucking that the zebra was giving her. She moaned on his length, feeling as she only held herself up to make sure she was still wrapping her slutty throat-pussy around this dick. Her hands held tighter on the back of Shaka’s thighs as she hugged herself against him.

Shaka could feel his orgasm coming. It wasn’t gonna be a big one, but definitely one to make this mare choke on his load. Huffing, he smirked down an almost sinister expression down at her. Harshwhinny was gagging, her neck was getting stiff and her jaw was sore, but she only continued to moan like a bitch in heat as Shaka fucked her throat. But as he was reaching the height of his humping pace, he finally stopped, pulling back, and then rammed himself in.

Harshwhinny’s eyes went wide, and then partially crossed eyes as hearts glowed in them. Shaka was cumming, pumping his thick, potent load in her belly. The mare whore only swallowed what she could. It felt so good to take in her master’s cum, but there was just so much of it. Drinking down as much as she could, the swelling cock made it impossible for any cum to leave the corners of her mouth, but some leaked out of her nose.

“Fuck…keep going…drink it all…” Shaka grunted, his cock was fully shoved in the mare’s throat. He could feel as the mare’s mouth pulsed a little around his throbbing length, and she was gulping down as much as she could. “Mmm, yeah…like that. Keep taking it.”

After several more long moments of holding himself in place, Harshwhinny’s strength seemed to finally give out. With her hold slipping from Shaka’s thighs, she fell back, landing on her back under the zebra. His cock slipped from her fucked open throat, which only made his dick let out a few more spurts of his thick, hot cum, which splattered across her face and tits, that heaved with each panting breath.

Taking a step back, Shaka looked at the mare, the way she was sweating, laying on her back, and clearly struggling to breathe as cum leaked from her fucked open mouth. Smirking, he chuckled a little to himself. Harshwhinny seemed to be barely conscious as the zebra gazed down at her. Her pussy was soaked, and her body was twitching in the orgasm choking on her master’s cock had done to her.

“Alright, that’s enough of a warm up.” Shaka commented, his tone resonated with a more dominating inflection. “Now, present yourself whore. Show me you’re worth my cock’s time.”

Harshwhinny twitched a little more, gurgling the cum in her cooing breath. The mare struggled to turn her head towards Shaka, but she needed to do so. She needed to serve her master. Cooing and groaning in her weakened state, she shivered and twitched as she moved trembling hands. After a few moments of awkward movements, Harshwhinny was now more spreading her legs, and lifting her arms at her master.

“Please fuck me…please fill my whore cunt with your hot cock…” Harshwhinny moaned, fluttering her eyes at her master. “Please give this bitch your seed. Fuck my pussy, mess me up, breed me with your foals…”

“Well, how can I say no to that?” Shaka chuckled, settling on what the mare was saying. Normally, he’d tempt and tease some more. But he was in the mood to break and breed. “Now lay there, cause I’m gonna breed you all night.”

Harshwhinny only cooed with delight as she was ready to take her master’s cock. Kneeling down, the zebra stroked his saliva and cum slick cock as he pressed against the mare’s moist entrance. She cooed and moaned, with her pussy kissing against this cockhead. Even as the mare had endured being fucked like a slut, her wet slit was so tight. Shaka had to put in effort to push just the blunt end of his cock into her entrance.

Harshwhinny moaned, arching her head back as she was feeling her master delve deeper and deeper inside her. It felt so good, and Shaka was only getting started. Pushing against his whore’s wetness, the zebra's cock was slowly making its way into her velvet smooth, wet canal. He only paused as he made it about halfway in. The mare looked at him, cooing and moaning. She wanted it, she needed to feel him so deep inside her.

“Alright you bitch, ready to be bred?” Shaka commented, getting ready to fuck this mare. “Cause I don’t want to hear your words. I want to hear you scream.” At once, he grabbed at her ankles, almost shoving them to her head as he pushed his full body weight in the mare’s pussy.

Taking a deep breath, Shaka rammed again, pushing his cock as deep as he could. From how tight and wet it was, there were no doubts that he was rubbing himself all the way into her cervix. The mare only gasped out a breathless scream as she felt herself getting filled with this thickness. Shaka was way bigger than the other four zebras, and the brutality of his humping was just too much. She was cumming, her soaked pussy was squirting her juices all over this dominating girth. Harshwhinny was screaming so loudly as her inner walls gripped at Shaka's massive erection.

“You like my cock inside you, whore?” Shaka said, with a harsh tone to his voice. “You like this dick hitting your womb so hard? You think you can handle it?”

Harshwhinny could barely get any words out, and he knew that she couldn't really answer those questions. But he wasn't satisfied with just her moans, he needed more. A low growl came from him, an animalistic tone to his voice. With a thrust, he pushed her legs straight up, letting them fall on either side of his torso. His dick remained lodged deep within her warm hole. Her face flushed red as she screamed and bucked under him. He was definitely the biggest zebra, and he felt huge inside her. She was gasping for air now, trying to speak but not being able to catch her breath.

"How does it feel?" Shaka asked her, pausing to take another deep breath. "Does it hurt yet?"

With every movement of Shaka's cock in and out of her, he slipped his hand down on her lower belly, grinding his finger against her clit. Harshwhinny yelled in pain and pleasure. Her whole body quivered with each slap of her pussy against his pelvis. Her pussy stretched to accommodate this thick girth. And she was loving it! She loved feeling his long cock slam into her. Her walls closed around his massive length, trapping it deep inside her. She whimpered as her master thrust against her cervix. Her legs had been held in place by him, keeping them at either side of his muscular torso.

Shaka was fucking her full with his thick shaft. It felt so good to have his big dick so deep inside her cunt, stretching her like she was never stretched before. Every inch of him made her moan, with each pounding of his hips driving her wild. He took a look down at his throbbing member; he didn't know if he would last very long with her. Harshwhinny's pussy was incredibly hot and tight, aching to take his entire length. And with the cum from his previous orgasm dripping from the tip of his erection, it was perfect lubrication. It slid right through her folds, sending small waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She could barely speak as the head of his cock rubbed along her inner wall.

"That's right whore." Shaka told her. "You like that cock." There was no point in asking if she did, because the answer was clear. "Do you like it better than the others?" A few whimpers came from her throat. She still hadn't recovered fully, but she was still feeling good. "It's a thick, meaty cock to fill your little cunt. You love being my whore, right?" He moved forward again, slamming his crotch down against hers.

Harshwhinny moaned in submission. Even as words were all but impossible for her, Shaka could tell she was confessing her love and devotion to his cock inside her fucked pussy. And while he tried to pick up his pace, the longer he kept it up, the harder it became to maintain his speed. Her pussy was so wet and she was such a good fuck, he couldn't stop. Her little walls gripped onto his girth, and her pussy milked the juice out of his balls. Shaka grunted and groaned, his breath coming out in pants as he thrusted against his whore. The intensity grew stronger, and it was obvious he wouldn't last much longer.

"Fuck...you feel that?" Shaka grunted and groaned, feeling the shiver of his coming release running down his spine. "Your pussy is better than I thought. You're whore cunt is gonna make you cum."

He didn't care though. They would keep going until they both came. Both of them sweating profusely, Harshwhinny and her master moaned and shouted in ecstasy. Her moans and cries were louder than the crystal mares being fucked by the others. His heavy breathing seemed to go on forever. And when his orgasm hit him, Shaka let loose. For a brief moment, it was like he was about to stop, but then he bottomed out in the mare. The sound of his groaning through his gritting teeth mixed with the sultry sounds of the mare's screams of passion.

“I’m…fuck...cumming!” Shaka roared. “Get pregnant, you stuck up, broken bitch!”

As soon as he said it, his cock swelled up even larger. The whole length twitched and pulsated as it expanded. Thick streams of cum shot into her snatch, covering the walls of her inner cavity with spunk. Hot sticky jizz coated her insides, dripping out of her already open pussy lips. Harshwhinny screamed and cried, wordlessly begging for more of her master's load. He continued pumping into her until his climax subsided. Shaka managed to untangle himself from his whore and stand up, the result of his cock being pulled from Harshwhinny's snatch only caused a few more thick ropes to spray out. He chuckled as he saw how her fucked full, swelled belly, all the way along her round tits and fucked silly, smiling face was being splattered in cum.

“Clean yourself up.” Shaka told her. “I'll be back for you." He then glanced at the others. "After you service my friends again." The four zebras only cheered their leader's words. "What do you have to say, bitch?"

"Thank...you...master..." Harshwhinny cooed, so weakened by her orgasms, she was barely conscious. "My...pussy...is so...full...of master's...foals..." She looked at him, the zebra would have broken her. "Thank you...for making me...your bitch..." Shaka only smirked, savoring the sight of another proud mare broken by his cock.

“Looks like Shaka’s gonna win the bet.” One of the zebras commented, chuckling at the sight of Harshwhinny’s fucked silly face. “Cause there’s no way that slut isn’t knocked up with his foals.”

“Looks like it.” Another zebra added, his cock being facefucked by one of the crystal mares. “Well, from how tight these sluts look, they haven’t been broken either.”

“Of course Shaka hasn’t fucked them yet.” The third laughed, currently ramming his cock in and out of the mare’s pussy. “If he fucked these whore’s, I bet these crystal pussies would be cracked.”

The room filled with the laughter of the zebras, with only Shaka remaining silent. His mind only seemed to want a little as he looked over the mare. Normally, his brothers would bring some slut, bitch, or otherwise a mare that just looked like some random nobody. But this one was different, she seemed important. Curious, he looked through her torn and damaged clothes, and upon finding some folded papers, his eyes gleamed with an almost sinister light.

“Looks like you guys found a real prize.” Shaka commented, chuckling as he read more and more of what was on the papers. “This bitch is the head planner of the Equestrian Games.”

“Oh shit, we really did score big!” The last zebra commented, blowing his load all over one of the crystal mare’s face. “So what’s the plan, boss? We fix the events and win it big in gambling?”

“That’s an option, but rather than just fix games, we can do more than that.” Shaka explained, grinning a wicked expression as a number of sinister thoughts crossed his mind. “We can use her to get to some of the athletes, and I saw more than a handful of mares who need a good fucking. But even better, she might know some other mares; mares that might have a little more pull.”

“Oh shit?!” The zebras asked, so shocked, that they stopped fucking the mares. “Are we gonna take over, boss?”

“Like I said, it’s an option.” Shaka replied, folding up the papers. “For now, let’s make the best use of this slut and fuck her up all night. After that, who knows.” Shrugging his shoulders, he looked away from Harshwhinny. “I’m gonna clean up, I hate being messy from broken bitch, so you guys have your fun while I shower.” Snapping his fingers, he gestured to the crystal mares. “You two, come. Let’s see if I can knock you both up while I’m at it.” The mares cooed and obeyed, leaving the others to join their master.