Odyssey of my friendship

P.S. Sorry for mistakes, I'm translated DeepL. Thanks for understand =3. Warning there is a rape scene

Echmalosiphobia - fear of being captured or being captured.

"Record 25. World 5. The air is breathable. Flora present. Insects present. Status: regardless of apocalypse. Problem not yet found. Unfortunately, there is no magic here at all..."

"So, world five. I didn't know you could get some sort of exaltation. Yes, I literally became a bit taller in height, and the volume of my powers became greater, but... it's useless here...."

Tucking the good old diary into her bag, Twilight exhaled. Looking up, she wondered if her goal was worth the effort? She doesn't know for sure. Home feels like... Do they have morning here? Probably. This is the first time she's entered another world in the morning. Last time, Twilight was on the brink of death. First of all, meeting familiar faces and personalities doesn't guarantee they'll be on your side. Eh... And not every pony that's nice to you isn't your problem. We'll keep that in mind... Frowning, she turned around, feeling the taste of bile in her mouth again. Her stomach twisted at the mere memory of all the disgusting sights she'd captured back then.

"Hey! Guys! Look who's here! A unicorn, guys! We're in luck!"

Behind Twilight, there was the rumble of a cart or something else vaguely resembling a wagon, and the sound of wobbly wheels that rumbled nearby. Someone was catching up with her fast. Sighing heavily, she turned around and noticed that two Earth ponies with two more as coachmen were rushing towards her, sitting in the cart, pulling a trailer of... Three cages with other ponies inside?

"Slave traders. Without magic, there's not much I can do here. It's even worse if I get captured by them myself. What about wings, I can fly away anytime, basically..."

I looked up again.

"Alicorns... I don't sense their presence here, however... Well... I've been there."

Twilight decided to quicken her pace and even run.

"You can't escape, ha-ha-ha!" came the booming voice, and the coachmen also sped up. Soon Twilight opened her wings and flew upwards, to the surprised cheers of everyone else.

"Whoa! She's an alicorn, guys! Do you know what that means?!"

"Finally, somewhere you're recognising alicorns," a thought flashed through the annoyed Twilight's mind.

"Get her! We're going to get a whole lot of money for her!"

"As usual... first we catch her, then we'll see what to do with her. No matter what you say, it's the same everywhere you go," Twilight sighed for the umpteenth time as she decided not to wait for them to try and capture her and just flew forward. "So anarchy reigned supreme here. For once, could the crown send me to a better place? I don't know, home, for instance? My cosy castle, with Spike and Starlight. That's a good one! And what's more, it's nice... No death, no blood... Brrrrr... I used to shudder at the mere thought of such things, but now... am I getting used to it?"

Landing two kilometres off the road by a rivulet, the alicorness wanted a drink of water. She couldn't catch up so quickly, but she was thirsty. Once she had drunk enough, she looked ahead.

"I need a little more information, perhaps I should force it out of them? Twilight, ah hah hah. What words you've learnt, oh what a... brigand you are. Speaking of which, for that matter, I'm going to have to deal with the rules around here, and since I just ran away from the local ponies... Oh... What can I do? A mare with no physical training going to punch professional thugs in the face? I might have an advantage in the air, but not fluttering around waiting to be shot at or twisted by other pegasi? No..."

It would be worth eating right away, too. Twilight spread her wings, shook off the faint tension, and pulled a couple of fruits and a supply of transfigured grain from her bag.

"Should've stocked up on food that can be cooked... A diet of fruit and grains... No! What am I supposed to complain about? You've got a nerve, haven't you? Look! Everywhere you go, other ponies can only dream of it! So, just eat your food and don't get mad."

"She's here!"

"So much for eating..."

Twilight unfurled her wings, and after a few moments, she soared above the surface. But here was no problem. Something swooped down sharply on her hind hoof, and caught it in a way that pulled it away painfully.

"Gotcha! Whoa!"

"No way. I'm not just gonna give up on you!"

"Leave me alone!"

"You know what clever idea came into my head? I'm gonna try to cut this rope on my hind leg!"

However, it turned out to be not linen, but actual steel. My teeth crunched pitifully and a nasty metallic taste was left in my mouth.

"She's talking! Wow!"

Twilight didn't understand why this surprised them so much, still trying unsuccessfully to break free of her shackles.

"Of course, you dumb-asses! Let go of me! It hurts!"

The air rushed out of her lungs as the rope was yanked downwards. Almost with a squeal, Twilight flew swiftly to the ground. The world and the white sky disappeared from her sight, and the horizon of earth and rubble was before her eyes. Before she knew it, tight heavy shackles were placed on her wings and front hooves.

"Pvh!" Her mouth was immediately bound with a grey smelly rag. I don't even want to know where it came from.

"My hooves are sore after they dragged me across the ground, besides, eventually throwing me into a cage. To those poor bastards. Hello? I'm just like them now, poor thing. I'm blindfolded and my legs are bound so that if I move even a little bit, I'll definitely twist them."

"Let's go!"

The cart with the captives set off at once. There was no telling where they were headed, but something told the alicorness that it was definitely straight to a place they wouldn't like.

"The sun was frying me through the bars. As if I wouldn't get a streaky tan because of the shadows of the cage. I hear the doors opening. Judging by the creak, very heavy. Here we are, I guess. Why am I reacting so calmly to this? Maybe because panicking won't do me any good. Yeah, that's probably true. There's no point in panicking. We just wait. We'll deal with problems as they come. And there's only one problem so far. I'm tied up. The solution is to be patient and keep a low profile. See if they let their guard down and I can get out sooner or later."

"These to the others. Alicorn to a separate cell," said a voice. So harsh and nasty, it seemed, with a mixture of hoarseness that indicated lung problems. Apparently due to the irrational use of cigarettes.

"Riotous?" echoed a second voice, younger. But still firm and rough. Its owner has obviously been working here for a long time and has got used to all the rules.

"Yes! There'll be lots of bits for it at the auction tomorrow!" and again in a husky tone, but with a touch of the faint pleasure with which one usually rubs one's hoofs.

"I was hauled out carefully this time, primarily supporting not only my hooves, but my wings too. Laying me down on the wooden floor. The clang of the door and the key (mechanical, judging by the rattle) let me know I was locked in. Eh... trying to grope my surroundings with my hooves did nothing. Of all the surroundings, I can only clearly feel the air, which sounds very informative, I'll be sure to write that down in my diary."

Time passed slowly, the roll of heavy carts and voices near and far. Once again it was unclear what would happen next. Occasionally one could hear some of the slaves being beaten for making attempts to escape.

"Mp..."

"Once again I am convinced that the rag is still in my mouth. Man, you know what I've realised while I've been here and generally travelling through alternate changes? I haven't noticed Discord once. Either he's here and the world will be strikingly different, or he's not and the world will be like times gone by before. At least they'd give us something to eat and drink. Although, given what they can feed me here, I'd probably be sick to my stomach... I'll pass. And that's how I fell asleep."

* * *

"I was jerked out of my reverie by a sharp, resounding thud on my cage. I quietly turned my head to the source of the sound, not yet fully realising what was happening."

"This one's the last one we're letting out! Hey, you, you hear me? You're gonna make us rich. I don't know who you are or where you came from, but you're lucky!" That voice was squeaky enough to sound like Styrofoam scraping against glass. "Some rich man will buy you and you'll probably be his concubine. And if you're lucky enough to be humble, maybe even a wife. So you're a very lucky girl. Soon you'll have two stallions to prepare you. It'll be best if you don't buck or do crazy things."

"Are you the one putting me on the spot? Or are you trying to threaten me? Unfortunately, you've done both of those things poorly. So what do you want to hear?"

Twilight nodded in agreement to stop feeling his gaze on her.

"Good for her."

At some point, two approving taps on the cage and the clatter of departing hooves were heard.

"How it all stiffened up. The wings are stiff, the hooves are stiff. Just billions of little needles inside. And then I was approached. I knew it by the feeling of someone staring at me."

"So... alicorn. We're going to untie you. Let's not do anything unnecessary. We don't want to spoil the goods. Speaking and questioning are forbidden."

"I'd kick you if I could, but given past experience... I'd rather keep quiet and do as I'm told. It's quite advantageous, considering I'll both stay healthier and not have a whole headache. Speaking of which, I don't have a headache here. Is it related to the fact that there is no magic in this world?"

I nodded in response. The cage immediately opened and the ropes fell from her limbs. I was lifted onto my hooves and doused with water.

"Mh..." "You're fucking crazy! Running cold water on me!"

I was quickly wiped down with some sort of cloth that looked like a towel and blasted with hot air.

"Aha, so product preparation, as they put it in terms of selling. Oh, and they even brushed my mane. That's the kind of service I'd even pay for if I wasn't in this position."

"..." "I wanted to ask something, but I came to my senses in time, for I didn't want to get a big kick from a hoof to the stomach, and if I tried to run away, then... Well, they'll catch up with me and then what? At best, they'll kick me in the head and throw me back, at worst, they'll kill me. Be patient, Twilight, just be patient."

Soon she was left alone. I wish I could get that shit out of my eyes, but they wouldn't give me permission. Well.

"Attention! And now for the last item you've been waiting for! Ladies and gentlemen!"

"Now I feel awkward in public, another phobia? Oh, no. Not now. I just feel numb and seem to be rolling my cage out into some bright room, for there is a glare of light through the cloth."

"A very rare member of the alicorn race! Everything is real!!!"

"Lifting my wing a little (the other one for some reason rose by inertia), the stallion announced. Now he allowed himself to twitch my horn as well, causing my head to tilt in the same way. Oh, I'd kill you for something like that..."

"The starting bid is two million bits!"

"Well, I'm not likely to be bought for that price."

"Three million! Four million! The lady in the hat... five million!"

''Ugh... That's disgusting. Why would a mare want me? I'm even, uh... A wife? Wait, there's a stallion in charge of the relationship? That's bad..."

"Seven million! The gentleman in the white coat... nine million!"

"Holy shit... What am I, your toy?"

"Nine million once! Nine million two!"

She didn't get a chance to breathe out. The door opened loudly and the bidding stopped.

"Well, well, well. Illegal auction," "I'm saved! Yes! I knew this whole thing was just bullsh--" "Misier! Why didn't you call me?" his voice is so smarmy and pompous. "What did he say? You didn't call me? Are you serious?! Why don't you just come and rescue me? Hello!!!" Twilight sighed heavily, feeling a gust of rage building up in her throat.

"Fifty million and I'll turn a blind eye to this buffoonery! Do you agree?"

"Fifty million..." the toastmaster of the auction whispered dumbfoundedly, but immediately picked himself up on his hooves. "Of course, my lord! Of course! It's yours!"

"Well done! Albedo! Please prepare her for my carriage!"

"Yes," came a quiet voice and the doors closed.

"Wow, they're coming at me fast. Hey, careful! The goods must be handled with care! It's under warranty! I wish I was joking, but I'm not really in the mood for jokes, to be honest... They're taking me away again. Will they ever untie my eyes?"

Albedo walked up close to Twilight and began briefing her in a low voice:

"I am Albedo. In charge of all the staff at our lord's castle. You have now been bought to be his concubine. The key is not to cross him, not to make him angry. You'll live your life happily ever after."

"I..." "A hoof was immediately placed on my mouth. The fragrant smell of this pony's fur was like expensive soap." "Be quiet..." she said it in a half-whisper and in an orderly tone or something...? "We'll talk in the castle. They'll put you in a carriage. And since you're not particularly clean-" Twilight nodded silently.

"For crying out loud, mares in this world don't have the right to speak at all, do they?"

"Albedo!" The same pompous voice called loudly.

"Yes, sir?" There was a quick clatter of hooves.

"Why has she been segregated?" There was a disgruntled exclamation.

"But..." Albedo stopped any attempt to interrupt, not daring to risk her well-being. "Shall I put her in your carriage?"

"Yes, I'm very interested in this person. I want to talk to her, and I hope she can do it!"

"Yes, sir, everything will be ready in a moment." Albedo immediately galloped towards the cart, almost breaking it open with her hooves, and the smell of expensive soap hit her nose again. "Follow me quickly, no resistance. Left or right, you'll be killed, don't bother the lord."

"Yeah, bothering, huh? But I have no choice. My hooves almost jerked as I was dragged out of the wagon and towards the carriage. Good or bad, I was forcibly seated. The same blindfold and shackles on my hooves would not leave me. It's getting pretty chafed..."

Twilight was being scrutinised, but not touched, only stared at.

"Yeah... Pompous who? Silent, oh well. But it's probably not a good thing."

"What's your name, lady?" I heard a more simple, modest question. Without the hyper-emotional arrogance.

"Twilight. Twilight Sparkle..."

"Finally, I'm allowed to say something."

"I didn't know the Sparkles had a daughter," a monotonous scratching of his chin could be heard from his side.

"We're namesakes. I'm not from round here."

"Oh... Then that changes everything!"

"Oh Faust! If there are my, well, not quite my parents here... That pompous parrot will probably try to sweep them out of the way or, worse, blackmail me."

"Basically, you're an alicorn. Will you tell me your secret?" He asked quietly, eyeing Twilight with suspicion.

"I was born this way, and I hid until the last moment to avoid being caught, but soon they managed to track me down," she lied.

"Oh... How sad. But don't worry, dearie, I'll take care of you."

Soon he removed her blindfold with telekinesis.

"Oh Faust, my eyes haven't seen light and colour for two days! Fancy?! How did I not realise? He's using magic? Then why can't I?!"

"Oh, what beautiful eyes you have... I could definitely drown in them."

All flattery made her want to vomit, but it only made her sink deeper. This time, though, she was looking at a very different unicorn. The colouring was white. The whiskers gave off a slight blue hue, as did the mane and tail. It wore eyepieces to see better.

"Considering all aspects of development, I suppose it could have been worse. Okay, since the conversation has gone so close-up, I spit on Albedo's warnings."

"Thank you," she looked away a little as she came to her senses. The last thing she wanted to do, of course, was run away. "Can I ask you a question?" Twilight asked uncertainly.

Yes, Albedo's warnings sounded convincing, but she didn't really want to sit there and let him stare at her openly.

"Of course, dear, ask anything you want."

"Why did you buy me?"

"Because I wanted to. I liked you. You know, I could do with a bit of a haircut. But I like that messed-up style very much. How are you gonna look when I make Connolly's out of candy, I'm gonna--" "Is he shaking with excitement?" And Connolly's is a very expensive confection. It's a strange comparison, of course." - Tasting that view.

"Ah... do you have to wear shackles?"

"Only while we're travelling. Don't worry, we'll remove them soon. You'll be the first lady in my palace."

"I have a heightened urge to willingly and deeply shove his hoof into my mouth and spew all that has built up inside me at him, but I have to smile awkwardly."

"Sir, we have arrived at the manor!" Albedo said loudly, though her voice was acceptable in the carriage.

"Please, my lady!"

Twilight looked at the shackles on her hooves, then at him, raising an eyebrow.

"Gentlepony. That shit weighs in at forty kilos. I've had them thrown in here by your cabmen."

"I'm sorry, I can't lift them" and there's another shudder in his direction, which he takes pleasure in.

"How impertinent and honest of you! Oh! Forgive my incompetence. Albedo, help Mrs Twilight Sparkle to the manor and get her ready for dinner! Don't be late! And you, Mrs Twilight Sparkle, I'll be leaving for a while. But don't worry, I'll see you for dinner! Ooh!" he almost jumped up and down and went for it.

"Albedo looked at me in surprise. I thought it was a good sign, but we walked on in silence. I was just now thinking about the rules of etiquette."

"Albedo? Why do they call me "Mrs."? I mean, I'm..."

"I'm sorry, Mistress..."

"Wait, 'madam'? An hour ago they were gagging me and telling me to shut up and walk quietly, and now this?"

"Albedo?" Twilight interjected once more.

"Oh yes, I think Mr Fancy Pants has deemed you a worthy person to be his wife."

"What? My mind just went into a storm. No, a collapse of thought. Imagine throwing a ten kilogram weight on a glass ball and bang... That's what I was thinking at that moment."

"Come on, we'll take off your shackles first," she said, punctuating her words as affectionately as possible. "I apologise for treating you inappropriately an hour ago..." she lowered her head in shame.

"Hmm... Earthwoman. White, crystal white. Wow, even the eyes are an exotic colour - bloodshot. Albino! That's right! That's a rare combination. I can see what colours of slaves he mostly dabbles in. Although, is she a slave? Well, not unless he pays her wages. Well, never mind. I wouldn't mind taking it all off now. There was a short 'click' and the tin fell from my hooves."

"It's okay, Albedo, I don't hold it against you. You did what you had to do. Tell you what, though. I'm not the first purchase this lord has made, am I?"

"Not the first..." she said cryptically and quietly.

"Well... If you put it that way, I'm fucked. If otherwise..."

"But... It was the first time he'd ever looked at anyone as lovingly as he did at you. And allowed you to be impertinent to him."

"And what happens if the other one dares in his direction?"

"Albedo pointed her hoof somewhere upwards. I raised my head higher and was astonished at what I saw! My jaw dropped and my heart snapped..."

"Head off your shoulders. And even if the face is cute, that's their fate."

"It was as if I was dreaming as I listened to her parable. Those are real heads, aren't they? I've heard of hunting grounds and how they hang the heads of dead animals and birds on the walls, but these are... These are ponies! They're not beasts or animals..."

"Hush, hush... I was shocked too when I first saw it. Now follow me, Mistress. You are fortunate, for he has already consented for you to be his wife, and I'm surprised you don't know of any such thing."

* * *

"Albedo, I can wash myself!"

The bathtub was tiled with expensive tiles and was of such a size that it was hard not to mistake it for a swimming pool.

"No, no! Mistress is to be washed only by me. Mistress is washed by two twins."

"I mean, I could do it myself."

"You can't!" The maid protested loudly. Twilight exhaled, lowering her ears in despair. A hoof was hoofed through her mane, washing away streams of shampoo and reapplying. "Blood residue, dust, dirt, and something else. It doesn't look good on you. Tiredness, dryness, and wrinkles will appear, and you don't need them."

"There you go, singing exactly like Zecora."

"All right, all right, I'll let you wash yourself."

As time went on, the procedure became like torture. Twilight had been standing for about twenty minutes now, letting her feathers steam so that they would be cleaner and her wounds would heal much faster.

"And after I got out, I had bracelets put on my back and front legs that clung tightly to my fur."

"Why?" Twilight was perplexed.

"They are... magical shackles. They don't stop you from moving and weigh almost nothing, but magic can be used to give them weight. And quite a bit of it. Please don't do anything that you shouldn't try them on, and now let's go find you a dress."

Twilight shuddered a little at this unexpected news.

"Can I go without it?"

"No! No, absolutely not!"

"Only now I began to notice that she was very similar to Rarity in her behaviour and style of speaking, but her voice sounded like dry crystal. Well, the dress is a dress, but the shackles are magical."

"How does magic even work here?"

"I was already sitting at the mirror, watching through my reflection as Albedo gently measured me from behind."

"You see... Everyone has a magic pebble like this on their chest. It lets our magic pour through itself. How to explain it to you..."

"I'm not stupid enough not to understand simpler explanations than mine. Express yourself as best you can."

"I'm sorry... The world is anti-magic air. And magic crystallises in its purest form in caves, where they are mined mostly by unicorns. For they are the only ones who can stay in the magical dissociation zone the longest."

"Go on... I understand all that."

"See, we all have magic. But to extract it and put it into practice, you need a pure magic crystal of the highest grade. I have a medium grade and medium size. Malachite. It's mostly for healing, but it's also good for restraint. The gentleman has a black diamond of the highest grade and large size. This amulet transfers almost 100% of a creature's potential into the open world. The purer the stone, the more magic it emits. Without it, you can't do anything."

"So the mines are mostly slaves?"

"Of course," Albedo replied calmly. Twilight felt like a fool sometimes, but she couldn't tell her she was from another world.

"So. I dressed you. I've done your hair. I've done your make-up and you're done. Now you can go to dinner with Fancy Pants. Come on, I'll walk you out."

Albedo almost dragged poor Twilight through the dressing room and literally dragged her along. The doors rattled open in front of her.

"Isn't the dining room that big? Two high chairs. Wow, Albedo, really... I'm not sitting in that one! She did sit in it. Oh-oh-oh..."

Once seated at the table, she looked at Albedo with a "Save me, get me out of here" look on her face, but she only smiled with a nod:

"Good luck."

"Saint Faust, give me the strength to survive this place. And this day..."

The door opened noisily and the waitresses walked past with dishes. Different dishes, even ones that Twilight had never seen before. Afterwards, Albedo led the host himself behind a nearby chair.

"You may leave us," Fancy Pants commanded, and now it was just the two of them in the dining room.

"He's definitely got that crystal on his chest. If I try anything with it, he'll flatten the hell out of me with that power, though any other unicorn would just kill me if he wanted to... After all, I don't have any magic now."

"So, dear Twilight Sparkle. You're absolutely delightful! Just a very sweet dessert."

"Oh yes, that's why I didn't want to see you, you're just spoiling my appetite."

"Why aren't you eating anything? All the food and dishes are made from quality products."

"If the corset didn't squeeze my waist, it'd be great."

"Thanks, but I'm not hungry."

"Oh-oh-oh... why don't you try a light salad and a nice wine?"

"In principle, I can have a salad, but wine... It's alcohol... No... I don't want it. I'll have some water."

"I'll have a salad, but I'd rather have wine than water."

And yes, with magic, Fancy Pants handed her a plate of salad and poured water from a crystal decanter. Next, both ate in silence. Etiquette, you see.

"Oh. All is well this time, just delicious. Mrs Twilight, it's nighttime. I'd like to send you out to powder your nose, so to speak. Albedo! Show her out, please. Mrs Twilight."

"What? To the loo? But... I don't want to, some aristocratic thing again? Oh..."

"Very good, sir. Mrs Twilight will be ready shortly."

"Excellent, eek..." the maid, however, led the alicorn to another room.

"Albedo, what does that mean?"

"Well... You'll find out soon enough," Albedo calmly prepared Twilight for what was to come. Truth be told, the old dress had been replaced by a new one, but a more austere one? Of red coloured velvet that almost dragged on the floor. "You are fully prepared, Mistress."

"Albedo, please address me as "you"."

"I can't! If the lord finds out about this--"

"He won't. It's just the two of us."

"Ah. Okay. I'll see you out, I'll walk you out, and then you're on your own."

"What am I supposed to do?"

"I'm liking this less and less. Is this really a ritual and he's going to cut my head off? No... there's probably something else going on here. Ahhhh... Ugh, shit. It's nighttime, it's bedtime. I'm such an idiot, I got myself all worked up..."

Albedo knocked and after permission opened the door. Shoving Twilight inside, she slammed it shut loudly.

"Now I'm not at all comfortable."

"Come here, Twilight Sparkle. I'm going to make you my wife."

"What? No! No!"

In a panic, Twilight tried to get out of there. But here came the magic... which was the Element of Twilight's Magic that Fancy was carrying. She was now being pulled onto the wide bed just by using it.

"When the soft surface was under my back, the telekinesis stopped working."

"Hey! What's going on?!"

"Come on, dear Twilight," a quiet voice came from above, touching her cheek. And then she was lying down, already pinned by his body, as he rested his belly close to her."

"Ugh... That smell..."

"Hey! I don't want to!"

"Everyone says that and then can't live without it. Sparkle."

Goosebumps ran through my body. Once again, I tried to break free and throw him off me. But the bracelets worked without fail, pressing her hard into the mattress.

"Shit! Shit! No! No!"

Her front legs spread apart, and then he kissed her neck tenderly. Next, he didn't hesitate to leave a bite. The smell of blood slowly spread through the bedroom, filling it with itself.

"It hurt!"

"I tried to yank my head, but I only hurt myself more, and meanwhile he pulled back, licking himself. His horn glowed and my back legs began to spread apart! No! I don't want to! I'm still innocent! No! Not with you! Please! No!"

"Don't!..." tears ran down her face on their own. But no one asked Twilight's permission.

Gritting her teeth and turning round, Twilight tried to raise herself from the pulling pain below. She felt a sharp intrusion into her.

"Aah! Let go! It hurts!"

"Hush, hush, darling, I didn't know you were such an innocent virgin. I'll give you a minute to get used to it."

"Freak! Freak!"

"Let go!" And again the traitorous tears. Shame, such shame on her part. "Shh, shh, shh...," Fancy comforted her gently and quietly.

He began to move inside her, slowly stretching and letting her get used to him. Just a couple of movements were enough for Twilight to feel discomfort, followed by heavy breathing and something different, new.

Gently passing his hoof over the corners of her eyes, he wiped away her tears and peered at her carefully. The clothes she was wearing were hopelessly wrinkled, as was the will of his betrothed. But the will he would not give her. For now he had dominion over her in bed. She might do something irreparable to him in a fit of passion. So he decided to cover the rhythmic moans from the alicorn woman with deep kisses.

The mind was gradually smouldering. Right now her hooves were not obeying. And he blocked the only source of oxygen supply with his kiss. She had to respond. And she didn't know what was going on.

"Oh, man... I'm a prisoner. And now I'm being raped by this creep, and there's nothing I can do about it. But I love this pleasant sensation, which is driving me completely insane. My head is completely spinning..."

A pleasant mooing on the alicorn's part and a quiet growl of satisfaction on the aristocrat's part could be heard even outside the bedroom door. Albedo, on the other hand, listened to them quietly, dropping tears. She felt sorry for her. She knew how this would end. She hadn't cared for her at first, but after seeing her as a support, the only light in her mind, she had treacherously given it to him.

"I'm sorry, Twilight..."

Fancy Pants, satisfied with his torture, watched the satisfied alicorness muzzle. Shifting his hooves to her waist, he began to move sharper, eliciting more moans from her lips. Soon the sharp movements began to speed up, and he lay down closer to Twilight, hugging her back and squeezing her tightly. A couple more moments later, the stallion began to pour into her as he continued his rhythmic movements. Soon he exhaled, feeling finally satisfied with her and this pleasure.

"A flash in my head, that's what I remember when he started filling me up. Shit..."

A little while later, Twilight realised that she was still unable to think, and was just breathing heavily, looking at him with half-closed eyes. He was still stroking her head sweetly and affectionately. The dishevelled curls of her mane were intertwined with each other. A comb and the pain of tearing out her hair was what awaited her in the morning. But for now, just a kiss goodnight and a body covered in a blanket. A release from the shackles of magic. And Twilight obediently fell into slumber.