Captive

Scootaloo was walking back 'home' unaware that she was being followed. Scootaloo had a miserable week while Diamond Tiara had stopped bullying her friends however, she had kept on bullying her specifically. The worst thing was that she had always hidden it, even her own friends didn't believe her. Whenever she was alone, Diamond Tiara always seemed to be there ready with some harsh words. This time it had been about her parents. "Oh look, Silver Spoon, it's the chicken, I always wonder where her parents are, oh yeah they abandoned her because she is such a failure". They had hit the nail on the head, her parents did abandon her.

When she arrived at the alleyway that served as her home, she wiped away the tears that had been rolling down her cheeks. Suddenly, she felt a white cloth with a funny smell be placed over her muzzle. At first, she froze in fear but regained her senses. She tried to buck her attacker of her but failed each time. She felt her eyes grow heavy and her muscles grow weaker, she found it harder to stand. A voice then spoke softly into her ear "Shhh, don't fight it just go to sleep". This was the last thing she heard before collapsing to the floor, her vision engulfed in black.

***

Scootaloo groaned as she slowly opened her eyes, only to realize that she was wearing a blindfold. This made Scootaloo panic as she tried to move only to find out in horror that she was hanging from her hooves, any movements, she made would make her sway. Scootaloo was now in full-blown panic mode, she tried to move her wings to no avail, screaming for help, and the only sounds she made were muffled grunts "MMMMMMPH MMMMPH!" Her blindfolded eyes grew wide with fear as she tried to move her tongue only to find that a large wad of cloth had been stuffed in her mouth, she tried to spit it out, only for it to be blocked by something. Pushing her tongue through her sealed lips, she felt something sticky blocking her mouth. Now that she had calmed down, she felt her cheeks being squeezed by something, attempting to puff them out, she realized that some form of tape had been wrapped around her mouth in multiple layers.

Scootaloo started to hyperventilate as the feeling of claustrophobia started to set in, her arms also started to ache in intense pain. Suddenly she heard a door being slammed open. "MMMMMPH MMMPH!" she attempted to shout in the hope of gaining someponies attention.

She then heard hoofsteps circling her as if she was being examined. She tried to turn only to hear the creaking of wood from overhead. The mysterious pony didn't say anything but appeared to be staring at his prisoner. After a while the pony finally spoke "You're awake, This means that we will be able to get started"

Scootaloo was horrified, she recognized that voice from a colt from school. She didn't know the colt's name although she did notice him staring at her with a creepy smile plastered on his face. From what she remembered in class, the colt was quiet but smart at everything but maths. She also remembered that he also got bullied by a gang of older colts. Heck, she just remembered that she had defended that bastard from them.

The colt then interrupted her train of thought "You are probably scared, but let me assure you that I won't kill, I'll hurt you but I won't kill you. You're too special, too pretty to die." Scootaloo's breath caught in her throat as she felt a hoof begin to touch her. She then used her hind hooves to buck him away. All of a sudden she felt her back rip in pain as the crack of a whip filled her ears. Scootaloo screamed as tears started to pour out from under the blindfold.

The colt sighed "I did not want to do that. Your beautiful body is now going to be scarred. I think it's time to go over some ground rules: Rule one, You are to address me as Master. Rule two, You can never leave, you will be mine forever. Rule three, You are to remain silent unless I tell you to speak but you can scream and cry I like it when you scream and cry. Rule four You can never contact the outside world. Rule five You are to become my pet and will let me do whatever I want to you. If you break these rules, you will be punished severely. Nod if you understand"

Scootaloo reluctantly nodded, letting out a sob in the process. "Good girl, now I just need to get rid of that mark on your flanks. This will only hurt a lot"

Scootaloo started to shake her head in protest "Mmmph mmmph" she mumbled through the gag. She heard the sound of tools rattling on a cart. She then heard the colt come close before the feeling of a scalpel piercing her flesh as the psychopathic colt began to cut around her cutie mark before fully removing it from her body. He then moved onto her other flank and repeated the process till eventually he had two cutie marks which he placed onto the cart. Blood was spewing out onto the concrete floor. All throughout the process, Scootaloo screamed in agony.

The colt immediately took out a first aid kit and started applying bandages to her wounds, he refused to give her any forms of painkillers. Scootaloo's screams had lowered to heavy sobbing. The colt then told her "I am sorry about this my pet, but your cutie mark is a form of identity which I cannot allow. Don't worry I will take good care of them"

***

The colt then placed the severed cutie marks in picture frames, he decided to hang one up on the wall in the makeshift torture chamber and then hang one up in his bedroom. Before leaving he snapped a picture of her hanging body. Taking one last look at his pet, he then left the bunker. After exiting the bunker, he chained the doors shut before heading home. He hid the picture frame in his saddle bags. He sat in front of his house knowing that his own personal hell would begin when he entered those doors.

Indeed as soon as he entered his house, he heard his father growl "Where have you been boy?"

The colt shaking answered nervously "I was playing with friends"

The father sneered "You don't have any friends. What have I said about not coming home straight after school?" He said while grabbing a whip, similar to the one that he had whipped Scootaloo with just hours before.

"I I I'm sorry" The colt stuttered in fear while being backed up into a corner.

The father said "You will be sorry" Suddenly he whipped him as it slashed against his wings. The colt screamed in pain. After being told that he wasn't getting any tea, he ran up to his room, where jumped into bed, pulling his covers up to his chin as tears streamed down his face. He was still going to disobey his father despite his whippings, just to go and see his pet. He then looked up at his wall where he decided to hang the picture frame up right next to all of his pictures of Scootaloo that he had secretly taken, his personal favourite was a picture of Scootaloo sleeping in that box. He then slowly drifted of to sleep, dreaming about his pet locked away in the bunker.