Sweet Apple Acres was a sprawling farm that has become synonymous with hard work, family values, and delicious apple products. The farm was home to the Apples, a family that had lived there for generations. They were hard workers who put in their all, every day, without fail. They would often get injured or exhausted from their labors and their families would have to pull them off the farm and care for them.

However, the best and worst worker there was not even a farmhand, but the first-born daughter, Applejack. The strong earth pony mare was always pushing her limits beyond all common sense. It wasn't rare for the other workers to falter under her physicality on the grounds. Whether it was punching and kicking down some apples, or breaking up stones in the ground with her bare hands. Her hard work ethic was admirable and terrifying to others.

Her dedication to her family and their legacy was unmatched even by her siblings. Big Mac was twice her strength and size, yet even he would falter behind her at times. Her younger sister, Applebloom was much smaller and weaker, yet still put up a decent fight when challenging herself to keep up with her sister. But they had limits that could not be pushed, no matter how hard they tried. Applejack would never listen to those limits.

Her spirit embodied everything the family stood for. The absolute essence of resilience and stubbornness. It was a wonder how she hadn't gotten herself killed doing her job. She would often work with injuries. Bruises and cuts from hitting and smashing the apples, or splinters in her fingers and palms from breaking up wood. She wouldn't care, as long as she finished the job and got the day's work done.

Applejack was not just a farmer but a symbol of strength and tenacity. Day in and day out, she threw herself into every laborious task that came with running the farm. From sunrise to sunset, she would be found bucking apples, tending to the orchards, and ensuring that every inch of Sweet Apple Acres flourishes. Her relentless work ethic admired by many, often comes at a cost. Sweat, tears, and even blood can become a part of her daily routine. Sights of which her siblings hated seeing.

They would see her toil and understand the passion that fueled her work but not the desire to break all her limits. They were acutely aware of the potential dangers of her stubbornness and had a plan in case things went too far. Today, that time had finally dawned on them, the worst had arrived.

Applejack was seen teetering on the edge of exhaustion, her body a canvas of pain and fatigue. The weight of heavy bags slung across her shoulders, filled to the brim with apples, hay, and supplies for the upcoming harvest festivals, felt as if they were a couple hundred tons. Each step she took echoed with the tremors of determination, yet her legs shook violently, threatening to give way beneath her.

As she traversed the familiar paths of Sweet Apple Acres, the burden she bore seemed insurmountable. The very essence of the orchard, once a source of comfort, now blurred into a haze of vibrant and torturous colors, creating an overwhelming stimulus that only intensified her struggle. Sweat dripped from her brow, mixing with the dust of the ground, yet she pushed through, driven by an unyielding commitment to her family and community.

With each pang of pain that shot through her body, Applejack was reminded of limitations she often chose to ignore. Hard fits of coughs interrupted her labor. Each one caused her to shake and almost buckle under her own weight, but she didn't stop. She pressed on, refusing to show weakness. She fought through the pain and continued, even as the bags weighed heavier on her back. She knew that if she faltered, even for a moment, her family would step in. They would take the bags, finishing the task without her. That was an embarrassment she couldn't accept.

She was the head of the family, the steadfast leader since her parents passed away. Her siblings relied on her and respected her for her hard work and determination. They would never say it, but Applejack could see it in their eyes. Their admiration for her, despite her flaws and stubbornness, was something she took pride in. However, they knew her limits, even when she refused to accept them herself.

In moments when Applejack refused to take a break, her siblings stepped in and called upon the most dire help. Thus Caramel would come onto the stage. With the use of a loud and massive bell, the steed would be summoned from his small and paltry farmhouse on the other side of the farm.

He'd come to attention, say goodbye to his wife and son, and quickly rush across the acres. So fast and quick that many, not even Rainbow Dash could spot him. It was as if he wasn't even there. His presence was always a surprise, and so were his actions. Grabbing Applejack without warning and throwing her into the bedroom.

Caramel had a unique role on the farm, serving as a calming presence and a skilled negotiator when it came to trades with other farms and businesses. With his gentle demeanor and sincere concern for her well-being, he had a knack for convincing her to take a step back when her determination drove her too hard. He approached Applejack was simple and to the point.

"Applejack. I know you're busy and want to help your family. But you have to relax for a bit. Your work can't be all there is to life, especially when you push yourself like this." His voice soft and his eyes filled with worry. "Your body is strong, but it still needs time to rest and recuperate."

"Shut up! Ah have work to do!!" She pushed back, throwing him so hard into the wall that sometimes the entire room would shake. But much like her, he wouldn't falter. He would stand and stare her down with a calm and steady gaze.

"If you won't rest, then I will make you." This was when his true strength and the reason he was summoned from the other side of the farm. His one true job on the farm was to keep Applejack in line. In an instant, Caramel braced her down to the floor and ripped off her clothes.

"Ah told you, Ah have work to do!!" She screamed, kicking and punching him. Her strikes were strong enough to knock out a bear. But he had suffered years of her temperament, training himself to do whatever it took to help her relax. This was his job on the farm, his real job

With his superior speed and strength, Caramel pinned her to the bed, spread her legs and buried his face into her snatch. The rough texture of his tongue began licking up and down her wet and throbbing cunt. "Stop that, Ah need... Ah need..." Applejack tried her best, but it was no use.

"To relax and let me help you." Caramel's words were muffled and sloppy. His lips were wrapped around her clit, sucking and chewing away. The sensation caused her to squirm and moan, her mind clouding with pleasure.

"You're wasting time... can't stop now!" She continued to protest. Her body was already betraying her. "Need to bring in the harvest!" He lifted up her bloody hand. The sight of her wounds from such a hard day only urged him onward.

"You've already done more than enough." He kissed her palm and rubbed it over his face. "Let your brother and sister handle the rest." He went right back to eating her out, his tongue swirling and dipping deep inside.

"Ah can do... the work... myself" She screamed and moaned, unable to escape the sensation of his mouth on her pussy. The sweet taste and her juices filled his senses. "Please, ah have so much to do..."

"Then I will make sure you can't do anything else for a while." Caramel grabbed her hips and lifted them off the ground, her ass in the air as he held her legs up and began fingering into her pussy and anus.

"Wait, no, not there..." Applejack's protests became weaker. Her will slowly cracked as his fingers pumped in and out of her tight holes. The wet, sticky sounds and the warmth of his breath on her lower lips. "Ah can't, not right now..."

"You can, and you will," Caramel growled, his face dripping wet with her fluids and his saliva. The smell of her sex was intoxicating, and the taste was divine. But he kept a strong composure over the scene.

"Please, don't..." Applejack pleaded, her voice growing shaky and hoarse. Her muscles tightening up, her heart racing, her breathing quick and ragged. She could barely speak, much less resist.

"No more arguments." He commanded, his fingers pumping harder and faster, his mouth sucking and kissing up her hips. She writhed beneath him, her body bucking wildly as she struggled to escape his grasp.

"Caramel, please, ah can't... Ah need... Ah need..." Applejack begged, tears welling up in her eyes, her vision blurry. "Ah need to work!!" She shivered and moaned out loud, feeling his other hand reach her plump breasts under her shirt.

"You can take a break and relax for once. You are not alone." He pulled her shirt up, exposing her round, firm tits, and her pink nipples. His lips latched onto her right nipple and sucked hard.

"Please, I can't do it! Please, let me work!" Applejack cried, her legs kicking wildly in the air. His fingers continued pumping into her anus and pussy, the sensation too much for her to handle. "Ah can't take it anymore!"

"Then cum. Cum! Applejack, please cum!" Caramel's command was final. As he pressed down on her g-spot, she finally succumbed to the pleasure, her orgasm exploding from within.

Her screams echoed throughout the farm all the way over to Caramel's little farmhouse. His wife was covering their child's ears, ensure him that daddy would be home soon. Tears rolling down Carrot Top's face as she couldn't keep any good sense about hearing her husband slate another mare. Trying her best, she shoved the colt and herself back into the house to listen to some soft sound canceling music.

Applejack screamed, her juices spilling onto the floor. Her entire body shook, and she felt her eyes roll back in her head. Her mind was flooded with sensations of ecstasy, her thoughts no longer her own. All she could do was give in, and allow her body to succumb to the pleasure.

"There you go, nice and relaxed. Now, take a break, and let your brother and sister finish the job." He gave her cheek a soft kiss and slipped out his cock over her belly. "Let's get started."

"You can't... Ah need..." She gasped for air, her mind reeling, her body trembling. "Please, just give me a moment." She pleaded, trying desperately to regain command, but she was always such a fool for his incredible beast of a shaft.

"I think you need something a little bigger." He teased, sliding his large member between her pussy lips, the tip brushing against her clit. "How about this?"

"Can't... Need to... work..." She moaned, her body shaking as his cock penetrated her depths. She felt his thick length stretch her walls, her muscles contracting around his girth. "It's too much, ah can't take it..."

"Stop fighting and concede." He whispered into her ear, his tongue licking along the curve of her earlobe. "Just relax, and enjoy yourself." He pulled out and thrusted back in, his massive length filling her to the brim.

"Oh fuck..." Applejack cried, her legs wrapping around his waist. Her arms clinging to his back, her nails digging into his skin. "Please, no more, ah can't... Oh shit!"

"Don't worry, I've got you." Caramel held her close, his hands gripping her thighs, his hips slamming against hers. His cock sliding in and out of her cunt. Her screams echoed throughout the room.

"Please, can't... Please stop... Please, must work!" She whimpered, her eyes pleading, her body shivering. "Can't take it anymore!" She cried, tears streaming down her face.

"Then let go. Let go and accept this." He thrust deep inside her, his balls slapping against her ass. "Come on, you know you want to."

"No! Ah can't! Please, please!" Applejack sobbed, her body quivering, her hips bucking uncontrollably. She could feel her orgasm building back up inside her, threatening to erupt at any moment and knock her unconscious.

"You can, and you will." Caramel leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, kissing with every bit of passion he savored for his wife. A cruel thirst of the moment, but this was his job. "Let it happen." His tongue invading her mouth, tasting her essence, swallowing her moans.

She couldn't fight anymore, her resistance finally breaking. Her body trembled, her hips bucked wildly, and her mind was overcome with euphoria. Her arms wrapped around him and pulled the stallion deeper into the embrace.

Caramel smiled at his success and began massaging her bones with his fingers. A trick he had learned during his days working at the spa. The gentle rubbing helped relax the mare, her muscles relaxing. Each action made her body go limp, craving his cock.

"See, doesn't that feel better? No more worries or stress." He murmured, his hands trailing up and down her body. "Just enjoy the moment and let go." He kissed her again, his tongue swirling around her own, his lips caressing hers.

"Oh fuck, yes... please... please, ah need..." She whimpered, her hands clutching his mane. "Ah need..." She couldn't form the words, her mind completely lost. All she could think about was his incredible cock, his body, his touch. All of it was sending so much pleasure through her veins. She wanted to hate it, despite it every time her siblings forced her into this room. However, deep down, she loved it, and she couldn't help but let her guard down and take every ounce of this hunk's beating.

"You need this, and you're gonna get it." Caramel smiled and picked up his pace, his cock slamming into her, his hips grinding against hers. He was relentless, and she couldn't get enough.

"Yes... Yes!" Applejack gasped, her body arching up, her breasts pushing against his chest. Her eyes fluttered closed, her body shuddering, her pussy clenching around his cock. "Oh fuck! Please, please, yes!"

"That's it, let it happen." He pounded into her, his cock stretching her cunt, his balls slapping against her ass. His hands cupped her breasts, squeezing and kneading them. "Give me everything you've got."

Caramel knew just where to work her the hardest, ignoring all her cuts and bruises to tenderize her flesh and bones underneath. His cock hit her sweet spots with each movement. It was almost as if he could read her mind, anticipate her every desire. He knew how to push her buttons, and it was driving her up the wall with bliss.

He kept at his work for what felt like hours, until finally, he could feel her muscles tighten and contract around his shaft. Her pussy clenched around his shaft, and he knew she was close. However, the greatest problem was when she proved almost too much for even him to contain.

The feeling was intense, her walls convulsing, her muscles clenching. He felt his own climax building, his balls tightening. "Applejack... Fuck, I'm going to..." He tried his best to hold back, but he knew it was impossible.

"Please, no... Don't do this... Don't you fucking dare pull out!" She begged, her lustful words coming out in broken sobs. She couldn't take anymore. "Ah need... Ah need to feel your semen..." Her orgasm crashed through her body, sending shockwaves throughout her. "Please fill me to the brim!!" She begged with a lustful glee that would leave the greatest whores of the town shuttering.

"I'm sorry.... I mustn't!" He winced and wrenched back with all his strength. Her grip always felt like it was going to rip his cock clean off. "Applejack... Applejack!!"

"No!! Please don't stop, please!" She screamed, her hands clutching his mane, her nails digging into his flesh. She wanted nothing more than to feel him shoot his seed inside her.

"Applejack, I'm gonna come!" He cried, his cock throbbing, his balls aching, his entire body trembling. "Fuck, I can't hold back any long--" She buried his face into her chest. But somehow, he managed to pull out just in time. Falling onto the other side of the bed, his cock flopped about. His tip erupted, spraying his seed onto her stomach, breasts, and face.

Applejack lay there, panting and gasping for air, her body trembling, her eyes half-closed. She was in a daze, her mind foggy and hazy, her thoughts a jumbled mess. Just moments ago she wanted to work till her bones shattered, now all she could do was lean back and swim in this white goo. "Please... more!" She pleaded, her voice weak, her body spent. She could barely move, her limbs like jelly. She collapsed on the floor, her chest rising and falling, her breath ragged.

"Take a break... and get some sleep." He gently placed her back onto the bed and covered her up. He gave her forehead a kiss and stood back up. "And when you wake up, you can take a bath and go right back to work."

"Thank you, Caramel..." She murmured, her eyes closing, her breathing evening out. "Thank you..." She was asleep before the door closed behind him.

Caramel was a proud stallion. A strong and sturdy workhorse. A farmer with a talent for making deals and keeping his family fed. He was a hardworking husband and father, who loved his wife and son dearly. And yet, his loyalty to the Apple Family was absolute. His efforts to keep Applejack's limits contained was his greatest and above all... only real job on the farm.

Author's Note

Yes, this story was inspired by the thought of some handsome stud or dame kidnapping me from my three months of torture fighting through these surge headaches... was it that obvious?

Really I need to make this clear, it was a fun idea to write some proper escapism from my pain finally. But I do need to get back to my break. Like always, this idea did spark multiple fics, but those will come out another time. For now, my break begins.

Check this month's schedule to see the ONLY posts going up this month. Which will be going up in a few minutes. I can at least guarantee SWWC and one side story as an artist is finishing a commission for that sometime this month. Everything else is painfully vague until this pain can be managed. I'm truly sorry.