I don’t know what I did to deserve the punishment I got. Apparently the one who committed the crime looked just enough like me to get me blamed instead. My alibi wasn’t enough because that would have put me in two different places at once. The lawyers tried to argue that it was a changeling. But given how the last sighting was well before all of our times, the idea was dismissed.
I was charged with things I never thought myself capable of. They charged me with enough to lock me away for life. My friends and family stopped fighting for me when it was all laid out in court. I don’t know what I did, or even if I did it. I tried to apologize over and over. Like an apology from someone that didn’t do it would sound sincere
It wasn’t long before they had me chained up and thrown into a carriage. I didn’t know where I was going. A prison, probably. But given what they had pinned me with, I was most likely going to live the rest of my life alone. I spent most of my time crying on the way to the prison. It was over, everything was.
The pegasi guards pulling the carriage told me to stop whining. I didn’t deserve to be emotional. They landed halfway through the trip. A ‘Stress reliever’ they called it. I should have known that one of the assholes would have taken their ‘stress’ out on me. I couldn’t fight back chained up the way I was. On top of the fact he was a trained guard who was twice my height.
Before I realized what happened, he had punched me in the jaw. When it registered, I let out an ear-piercing scream. “There’s something for you to cry about.” I tried to stop the pain, but my hooves were bound together and didn’t allow me to comfort myself. When the pain started to reside. I only heard his voice, “I’m not done destressing. You are going to beg for me to kill you.”
He started by kicking me in the chest, forcing all air out of my lungs. In between all the gasps for air, my screams became sparse. Tears wouldn’t stop now, if they ever would. He kicked once more, pure pain. He eventually got me to stand up and kicked me in the side of the head. My legs stopped holding me up. I collapsed with nothing but pain all over, and a ringing in my ear where the guard had struck.
I didn’t deserve any of this, why me? My brain apparently couldn't take anymore as my blurry eyes saw him approach for one last kick. I don’t remember what happened. My mind faded away into the room that I had been in before they knocked at the door. I was sitting there, pencil in hoof, writing my thoughts down for the day.
“Why me?”
It was the only phrase that I wrote. Why was I writing it? Something started to trickle down my face. I brought my hoof up to see what it was, a runny no- blood. Pain started to shoot through my whole body. I could only let out a scream as a reply, and I woke up doing much the same.
The only thing I received for waking up was another hoof to the face. My voice started to fail me. I started to feel the swelling grow around my ribs and on my face.
“We’re here, get up and get moving.” His face told me everything I needed to know, I would only receive more beatings if I didn’t obey. I fought through the pain in my legs to stand up on them. They just wanted to collapse again, and it took a lot of mental fortitude to keep from doing so. I really didn’t like pain. I didn’t like inflicting it on others any more than I liked receiving it. But this was my life now.
Leaving the shadow of the caged carriage. I saw a building in front of me. It wasn’t a prison. Probably a transfer location. But something didn’t feel right. A mare in a lab coat stepped out of the building and walked towards the guards. I couldn’t hear what they were saying as my ears were still ringing. She seemed a bit mad after looking at me and then at the guard.
The guard that didn’t beat me pulled out a scroll. I thought he was about to read me my last rites. “As per the contract, Prisoner has been transported to LPT. To be used for experimentation in place of a life sentence. Anything that the prisoner does is under the fault of LPT in case he were to reoffend or add to any of his offenses.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I might have a chance at a life as long as they don’t outright kill me. I saw her walk towards me, I got a better look at her. Cute was all I could say. Light blue coat, Dark blue mane. I was caught in a daydream, but it was dispelled when I heard a click around my neck.
“You will obey my instructions, or you will be killed on the spot.” Her voice was so calm, it sent shivers through my entire body. It’s as if I wasn’t the first pony she was doing this to. I looked over at the guards, who were backing away from her slowly.
“He has been delivered, we will be on our way now.” They took off quickly after that and let me watch them go. We were out in the middle of nowhere. I could only feel myself being reduced to nothing but fodder for this company.
“Follow me, one-eight-seven.” Her voice was too eerie. I wanted nothing but to run. I made the mental path of running away, as fast as I could. I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck. I could feel some kind of stinger shove its way into me. Whatever it did, it didn't stay for long as the pain resided. I have to follow her in. That must have been a warning.
I begrudgingly took steps towards the doors. They opened automatically, no security card readers. They’re buying convicts with no security? I was still walking with some shackles on, But it didn’t mean I couldn't get anywhere.
The hall at the front had a desk inside the wall. With another pony standing behind it. No bars. Whatever this collar was. They trusted it. I heard the same numbers from before. My new name while I’m here. I felt a bit sad. I was in the middle of another daydream as I heard my real name called.
“Subject 187. Male Pegasus. Releasing shackles now,” I felt the weight from my hooves lighten. A loud thunk hit the floor. I could just walk out the door right now. But my mind was screaming to forget about that idea. “Releasing wing holsters.”
My wings felt the brush of air once more. It’s been a month since they locked them up. Do I even remember how to fly? I could fly right out the door. And before she spoke her next word. My wings flared open and pushed me towards the automated doors. The first set opened up. Before I even crossed it, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck once again.
The pain sent my wings spasming and I dropped to the floor like a brick, landing right on top of a wing. Suddenly reminding me of the pain I somehow forgot. How did I forget it? And not before long my mind loosened up on what the idea of pain was. I didn’t want to leave through this door anymore. I felt severely confused. I was just… Flying to the exit, why did I have a change of heart.
Panic wanted to well up in me, But then I heard her voice. The nice calm voice. “I told you, listen to us, and nothing will happen,” The only thing I could do was agree. I was stuck inside this building. “Do you still want to leave?”
“I- I don’t feel like running anymore” I couldn’t believe what I was saying. I had to run, but I couldn’t will myself to do it. What happened? I could feel my breath becoming shaky. “What- is going on with me?”
The smallest chuckle left from her, “That counts twice. Did you think that collar was for show?” I wanted to tear it off of me. I fell to my haunches, trying to pull at it. “Careful, you’ll only hurt yourself, don’t want to trigger it a third time now do we?” I felt myself physically stopping and letting the collar go. Tears started to stream down my face. I was crying, but from what? There was an itch on my chest that I could feel myself wanting to scratch at.
“You seem to have gotten pretty hurt by those guards, let's get you patched up. Follow me.” Whatever they were injecting into me from this collar, it had a grasp over my own mind. I fall in line willingly, or I fall in line… forcefully. I started hiccuping. Every step felt heavier and heavier. I had no choice but to follow her willingly.
Going further and further down the hall. There were many doors, but no windows into any of the rooms. What was their plan for me? We made our way to a door with a red heart over it. Medical was my guess. She went in first and waved me in. I obeyed and followed her in. It was a room with a few cots and a lot of cabinets full of various things.
She knew exactly which one to go to and pulled out a bottle. After getting it open, she told me to sit down on one of the cots. She got close to me, I could once again see her cute features. She was a unicorn, with crystalline blue eyes, her coat hiding some freckles under her eyes. I think I dreamed of someone like her once. I felt a sensation down below. She must have noticed it too.
“You have something for blue, don’t you? I’ll let you off with a gift.” She looked from my eyes and crawled down lower. She rubbed the contents of the bottle on her hooves, a green gel. And started slowly rubbing up and down me. “See? you get rewarded for behaving.”
The gel was laid over me, it felt relaxing on top of enhancing the moment even more. “You don't get to release unless I tell you to, understand?” I shook my head in agreement, my own mind signing that contract. And with that said. She started to bring her tongue from the base up to the tip.
My body started to fail me as it let out a bit of pre. I was in heaven. Memories of the day quickly faded away. She ran her tongue over the small amount of juice I released and pulled away. The stickiness of it stretched thin over the short distance. My breathing became shaky.
She put her hoof on my chest and pushed me down onto my back, I obeyed and let her command my body. She rubbed some more of that gel onto her hooves, brushing it through my coat. Any fatigue I had was running away. She stood over me, and gave me a kiss, it felt like it lasted forever. “I knew you were perfect when I scouted you.” Whatever she said, it wanted to ring alarm bells, but I couldn't fight it. She angled herself over my member.
She licked her lips and started to push herself down onto me. A gasp left her mouth. As I could feel her start to crawl her way down. The rhythm started. I only helped as best as I could by assisting in her rhythm by guiding her hips. Up, down, up, down. I could feel her inner walls contracting and contorting around me. She wanted to move faster, So I let her determine the pace. The further down she got onto me, The louder her moans became. I couldn’t help but pant myself.
I wanted to take control, and push her into her climax. But I had to obey her, and she wanted me to lay on the cot. My own moaning became erratic, much as hers did. She pushed her way down past my medial ring, hitting the base. Somehow she didn't finish there. I could feel her entire insides. Even as I pressed into her womb. “Remember what I said?” As if the words hit my brain in perfect clarity, I don’t get to climax until she gives the command.
Somehow my own mind wouldn’t let me approach a climax any further. I wanted to do nothing but to push her off to the side and to knock her up. But I recoiled in fear at the thought of doing something I wanted to do. She pushed up, almost all the way off of me. The cold air was a somber reminder of how much I wanted to do this beautiful blue unicorn. And as much as you do with a cold thing, she pushed back down, all the way. Her voice mumbling through a moan. As my mind screamed. I wanted to burst so badly.
She quickened her pace one last time. I don’t know if I could continue obeying, as my own biology would soon fail me. My mind started to dissociate. I felt a sharp pain in my neck as she climaxed on her own, screaming in pure bliss. I shouted pleadingly. My mind was still racing as If I was on top pinning her down. I felt myself give one last push into her, spreading my seed into her depths. But nothing came out. I didn’t feel the closure. I tried to push more, but I lost my own motivation.
“And that makes three for mentally doing that, I think you’re ready.” I was still moaning as she pulled off. I started to grab after myself and rub all I could. But it didn’t compare to being within her. I still wanted to breed her, no matter how much I tried. She got closer to me, and her insides raced through my mind. She approached my ear and whispered, “I think you’re ready for the truth.” I could only beg her to remove this curse. She dragged her hoof from my sheath, up to my chin.
She pulled me upwards back onto my haunches, my eyes latching onto hers, my mind still racing. “You really are something, I haven't felt this fed in forever.” I watched a pink fire spiral downwards from her. A changeling. I thought they were extinct. The alarm bells tried to ring off. But the third dosage started to kick in. my own mind going numb. Was she… the one… that got me here? I couldn’t fight it off.
“Follow me, one last time. You are going to become a battery for our queen, do you have any complaints?” The mare in front of me had my undivided attention. I got off from the cot onto all fours.
“No-” My teeth were chattering. I couldn’t stop looking under her tail, even if she wasn’t the pretty blue unicorn anymore. I followed her down the hall. She must have realized how much I wanted to just push her down to the ground and do her there since she kept swishing her tail side to side as we walked. It was mesmerizing. She stopped, and so did I. I focused solely on her rear end. Wanting to take steps closer to her and stick my muzzle back inside of her.
In front of her was another door, she pressed a button on the side. I raised my hoof up closer to her. She turned her eyes back to me. I immediately stuck it back down onto the floor. The door opened up into a smaller room. She passed the threshold and a pink flame surrounded her, much like it did earlier. She became the blue unicorn once more. This mare… I felt myself once more. As she walked past the door, she quickly pressed a button and went to the back wall. I followed her all the way in.
She gave an order to me. “Have some fun, but remember the rule, I’ll tell you when to stop.” I felt myself flare up. I heard her ‘eek’ as I mounted her. I didn’t have the mental capacity to hold back anymore. She wanted me to do her right there. I positioned myself, and slid over her opening. It was still wet from the fun she had just a moment ago. I reared back and pushed in. She didn’t expect how hard I would force my way into her. but she understood that she didn’t tell me to hold back.
I was too much at once for her. I rammed all the way into her, and pulled out as far as I could, salivating at the feel of her warm insides. I removed myself from her insides, and bucked all the way back in, she lost her grip on the wall and slid down to the ground. I didn’t lose her though as I was still fully into her. I had the one dream of pinning her down right there on the ground. I covered her mouth so she couldn’t speak. And I didn't stop as I hilted her over and over. I was getting dangerously close. She quivered and clenched around me. I pushed hard and harder. And just as I was able to give this mare a glaze over. My mind rang true with my curse. “Only when I tell you to.”
I kept on trying and pushed into her harder and harder. But my own finale was always one thrust away. I readjusted my hoof that was over her mouth so I could push her into me even harder. The door of the elevator dinged, signaling we were there. In between her mumblings and her second orgasm, she got off the command for me to stop. I didn't want to obey, I wanted to push more and more, but my body had other plans. I kept on physically pushing into her rear, but I had fully retracted. I whinied in pure annoyance as she stood up shaking. She looked behind and saw some blood mixing with her own arousal, I had been a little too rough.
She reached down to herself, wetting her hoof with her own arousal. My mind was desperate to get a taste for myself as I bore witness to her licking the hoof clean. “Mmm~ Perfect, One last stop.” I followed her every command. We must’ve gone far underground as a lot of the walls were now pure stone. I wasn’t able to pay much attention as she was still catching my gaze with her tail.
We stopped inside one of the various rooms we passed, this one had a number on it. One eight seven. My number. There were various things inside the room. “We’ll now be restructuring you.” She hovered a flask towards me. “Drink this, it’ll coat your insides with a magical residue, you won’t have to do anything anymore.”
I grabbed the flask and started to gulp it down. It tasted very slimy inside my mouth. I whisked it around, getting used to the texture and the salty taste. “Remember to swallow.” I closed my mouth and gulped. Whatever it was, it ran its course. My stomach started to feel weird, but I ignored the sensation. She gave me a look like everything was fine. She pressed a button and said something in a language I didn’t understand. It wasn’t before long that the room to the door opened up.
A stallion walked into the room, he was primarily green, in contrast to her blue. “He was rough with me, teach the new battery a lesson.” He chuckled, and I could only imagine what she meant. “Get a look for yourself.” I stepped closer, he raised a hoof and I saw what he was presenting. My mind raced, but she quickly calmed it by telling me to have a taste.
I crawled forward, getting closer. Making my nose touch his tip. I could smell his scent, it captured me in a trance. I brought it closer to my mouth, running my tongue along it. I drew it all the way back to the base and worked around his sheath. I grabbed the other side of it and pushed back up with my tongue to the tip. He was starting to leak a bit himself. I wanted nothing more than a taste. I ran myself from the bottom to the opening. Tasting his pre. I was surprised, it was ever so slightly salty. Much like the fluid I just drank.
I pushed my mouth open and over his shaft, pulling in and out, working him over with my tongue. I wanted more of that taste for some reason. I’d be glad to work for it. I started to reach the back of my throat, somehow controlling my own reflex. I got into a more comfortable position to attempt to take him to his base. I wasn’t sure how I would get over his medial ring. Before I realized it, he started to push my head down onto him. I felt my brain start to melt, with my own nethers lighting up.
As I got to the medial ring, he bucked into my face, hitting my mouth with his base. I wanted to cough and breathe, But I also wanted to appease him as much as I could at the moment. I tried to push myself back out, getting a small amount of air. Following up by embracing further with my throat. I heard a voice telling me to apologize for being so rough. He pulled himself out from me. Saliva coating him and leaving trails leading back to my own mouth. I wanted more, but I was in the wrong for earlier. “I’m sorry, I won’t ever be rough again”
“Good, reward him,”
He pushed me onto a bed, and onto my back, much as she had prior. I was able to feel his strong hoof over my chest. He didn’t crawl over me, which caught me off guard. I could see his freshly lubricated member as he partially leaned over me. My eyes went wide in shock as he readjusted himself and started to push into me. I felt a large amount of pain in my ass, bringing me back to a few hours earlier when I got kicked in my chest. But as quickly as it came it faded away. My own body reacted in kind, achieving a euphoria I hadn’t felt before.
I started to push back onto him. He grabbed my own hips to use as leverage. I could feel his length go in and out. With each thrust inwards pushing me up this hill that I haven’t been able to climb. I started to moan, much like she had earlier. I could only bring myself to beg for more. I wanted him to be rougher, and even faster. He only got faster as time went on, He started to feel bigger at my entrance, like a wall was being pushed into me. I thought I was going to rip apart when he forced himself into me. My mind reached for the fact that he was only halfway in and that I could still go farther. Before my mind had a chance to catch up. As fast as my mind could react, he pulled back out. He left me feeling empty inside, I squirmed and looked up at his face, as he rammed back in.
I lost control over my own voice, any air that came in came right back out as a moan. The stallion inside of me was quickly picking up his own pace. I could feel his shaft starting to get close to cumming. Which was turning me on more and more. My own member, which paled in comparison to his size, bounced off of me from when he pushed inside of me. The faster he pushed his length inside of me. I could feel my own climax bursting. I couldn’t hold it in any longer. His speed reached his limit as he started to pull farther out and back in, rushing quickly into me. He started to whinny and he pushed me all the way onto him, hilting me once again. The one rule still had control over me, as I felt him filling up my insides with his seed, as my own climax died down once more.
“Please- keep- going- I- need- more.” tears started to fill my eyes as I was denied once more. I looked up at him. Pleading to him to help me finish. He grabbed my own shaft and started to rub on it. I screamed in pleasure. As I started to approach.
“Nah.” and he let go, pulling out of me at the same time, leaving me empty. I laid there for a moment. Feeling his seed fall out of me and down my tail.
“Good, you remembered the rule. Follow me one last time.” I sat up, looking at myself, watching it shrink back into my sheath. I hopped off the bed, begging her to let me finish once. “We’re a hive that feeds off of love, but not that romance bullshit. Not like green eyes did, a pure primal emotion. And we plan to feed off of that for a long time.” My mind took the words in, and threw them out immediately. I wanted nothing but to pound her and to find that stallion again and let him rail me. I’d treat him first though. She’ll let me achieve an orgasm as long as I follow her commands.
“The flask you drank takes a while and a primer is needed as well, which you did fantastic on.” she waved to me to step onto four metal places. I did so happily. I could feel my hooves lock into place as a mask was dropped down in front of me. I could see a screen on the inside. It issued simple commands, and I obeyed happily.
I felt my wings being tugged at, viscous fluid fell over it. And I could feel it stiffen up, but not in a way where I couldn't move it. It was still able to flex open and close. My ears were tugged at and I felt a shell go over them. A static came and I heard a voice, the voice of my queen. A clamp was thrown around my neck to keep me steady as the second part of the face mask came. It screwed into the ear and the visor, leaving an opening to my mouth. My neck was freed once again.
My tail was tugged at as it was coated in the same substance that my wings were. Set in a way to make it easier to deal with down the line. The last sensation I felt was the weirdest as a fluid crawled from my hooves up, coating every inch of me that wasn't already covered. I had no idea what I looked like anymore. I probably looked like every other pony that came into this place. But all I knew was that I just wanted to be used. My hooves were freed and I took a step forward as my screen instructed.
It told me where to go, I couldn’t hear anything except for the words of the queen. She was my everything now, much like the blue pegasus was. I walked wherever it told me. It stimulated me whenever I did stuff correctly. Pushing me to the edge, but never over.
It told me to crouch down, and I felt my hips be grabbed. It was happening once again. I was mounted, and I could feel another prod into me. Without much help, he pushed his way down. Using me as a toy, the sensation felt orgasmic, but the rule binding me here never let me reach it. I could only push back into him, as he thrusted into me. He pushed hard and faster. I moaned harder and harder. My legs shook and I lost balance as my front end fell to the floor. He remained attached to me. He didn’t stop pumping. I felt him gripping onto me harder. As he pushed his balls into me one last time. I felt his essence clear deep inside of me being dragged back out with him as he pulled out. He slapped my ass releasing one last blissful moan from my mouth.
I watched as the timer on the screen counted down.
Time until release. 19 years, 364 days, 23 hours left
Author's Note
This the first story I've written and finished. and I've gone back forth on posting it. Thank you to a friend for grammar checking me a lot as I forget to write some words.
