You're wandering around in a forest, having lost track of where you were going to.

It has been few hours by now, and it's almost completely dark, with only the moonlight shining through the trees.

There were those weird, high-pitched sounds coming out of depths of the forest. You don't like them, at all.

As time keeps going on, the sounds decrease in frequency. And those weird glowing eyes appear among the forest's lush vegetation.

Creepy.

You run. The tree roots protruding out of the ground slow you down hard.

"EEEEEEE!"

The ear piercing screech disorientates you, making you trip on the roots.

There's a pony just in front of you, having those slit pupils.

Must be one of those bat ponies, also known as thestrals. You don't really want to deal with one from the forest.

The mares have been described as mind controllers who drink the blood of the captive non-bat stallions.

Becoming a thrall and a juicebox of one sounded like a shitty fate. But there really isn't much you could do right now.

She pounces on you, holding you the ground, looking at you with her predatory-looking orange eyes.

Her coat is ash gray, her mane and tail are two-toned blue, her leathery wings are purple, contrasting with her coat, and the tips of her ears are tufted.

"You shouldn't be in the forest that late, silly monkey colt. Keekeekee." she snickered, trying to take you with her while you struggled.

You desperately tried to get her off from you, all but in vain. She took you in her forehooves, flying above the trees.

"I shall take you home now. It would be much better for you that way."

Her long, sharp, protruding fangs tease your ear.

"Unless you want to feed a dangerous manticore with yourself. Keekeekee."

Her breath smells like mangoes. Bat ponies were known to eat fucktons of fruits, mangoes being their favourite, and to live in caves.

She's flying in the direction of one.

How ironic. Your cavemen ancestors abducted their women to the caves they've lived in.

And now, in the land full of small sexist horses, you're the one being abducted and taken to a cave. You think you know very well how it ends.

She's probably going to enthrall you anyway if you don't comply. She enters the dimly illuminated cave, taking a few flights through its corridors before entering a room behind a door.

The room was an actual home, the only thing that there wasn't a single window, a few lamps here and there being the only light sources.

The gray bat pony landed onto a big, soft bed with you, keeping you pinned to the pleasantly soft mattress.

"Now, be a good colt for Echo, and she might reward you with lots of nice kisses~" the thestral said before biting into your shoulder.

"F-fuck! Aaahhh!"

You scream in pain, your blood surging into Echo's mouth as she moans in delight.

She pulls her fangs out. She's facing you, gazing seductively upon you, her ash gray muzzle stained with blood.

"Such a tasty colt... You can scream all you want here. Nopony is going to rescue you from me anyway."

She locks her lips with yours, her thin, slit, forked tongue slipping into your mouth, giving you the bitter taste of your own blood.

The pain rapidly dies down, and you feel your cock getting hard. The gray thestral smells your arousal, humping you, leaving a stain on your pants.

"Keekeekee. Already this ready for BBC, Beautiful Bat Cunt. Why don't we tear those pesky clothes apart then~" she coos sultrily and immediately acts upon her words, exposing your bare torso.

Then she does the same with your pants, and your underwear. Your cock jumps free, brushing against Echo's soft muzzle.

Your mind is completely clouded with lust. You moan in pleasure whilst the thestral pulls your foreskin down, holding your cock in her forehooves.

Her adorable little hooves.

"H-hey... you're Echo, right?"

She snickers.

"So informal already~ That's right. And you're must that humie stallion we all heard about, Anonymous."

You nod.

"You know that you're easy when you're so affectionate when most colts still try to get away."

She raises herself above you, her alluring pussy winking on your head, making you gasp. She lowers herself on you, her silky walls caressing your length.

She spreads her leathery wings out, her prehensile tail brushing against your balls. You moan in shared ecstasy as you put your hands on her big flanks, each one being marked with clouded moons, sound waves depicted on the said moons.

You gently caress her flanks whilst she bounces on you. You look at your captor's orange eyes, which are lustfully gazing back at you.

Her marehood twitches and pulsates around you, making you squirm. She ravishes you harder with each thrust, her moans increasing in loudness and length.

She cums on your hard cock, covering you in her nectar, her tight cunt deliriously gripping on you. You erupt deep inside of her, painting her walls white.

You scream each other's names in pleasure, sharing the primal euphoria.

Your orgasms falter, but your cock is still standing proud inside of her, even after she pulls you out.

"There's something I need you to experience, colt." Echo says and then bites into the other one of shoulders, making you scream in severe pain yet again.

But something feels different.

Despite the pain, you really start to enjoy it. You want this mare to feed on you.

Your beautiful Echo.

She pulls out from your shoulder, looking back at you. You wish you could disappear in her orange eyes.

They're just so gorgeous.

She's incredibly plush and warm, her fur feels like heaven. Everything about your cute rapist is just so perfect.

And you want to feel her wonderful cooch again.

"Do you like it?" she asks you.

Her high-pitched voice is the best thing anyone ever has the pleasure to hear.

"Yes." you answer.

"You really shouldn't. I'm dissapointed in you."

You feel absolutely decimated. How could you ever actually enjoy, how could you disappoint your beautiful owner.

"I'm just kidding. Don't take it so seriously, my beautiful boy. I love it when you're happy." she smiles, exposing her teeth, her sharp fangs.

You feel so uplifted again, you feel so happy. You really don't deserve such care of your well-being from Mistress Echo.

You would worship the ground she walks on.

Such a kind, beautiful mare, that loves you and considers you attractive.

You feel so full with silky warmth.

She leans on to kiss you, her tongue slipping into your mouth again. You both moan into each other's mouths. The taste of your own blood doesn't feel that bad anymore.

She sits on your member again, humping you, locking her eyes with you.

It feels so great to be desired by her. You want her to take you, to be fucked by her.

You want to have so many bat foals with her. At least a dozen of bat children, beautiful just like their mother.

She impales herself on you again, and it feels even better this time.

You thrust into her, your hands caressing her body. The thestral's velvety cunt grips on you greedily.

Every single thrust of hers made you feel like you were having some sort of mini-orgasm, but you didn't even cum.

She moans loudly, her tail caressing your balls. Her moaning is the most beautiful, the most melodic sound ever.

"Good boy!~"

Her praises fill you with pleasure and love. You think pleasing your abductor would make you go crazy with pleasure.

She moans your name in ecstasy, fucking you with her delightful little pussy.

"Please, Mistress Echo, make me a father!" you tell the gray bat mare your deepest desires.

She fucks you harder, milking your testicles dry. She screams, cumming hard, her marehood forcing you to explode inside of her, to shoot your hot milk into her womb.

You scream from the insane pleasure. There's nothing like it, nothing felt anything like that.

It feels like some insane torture with pleasure, cumming inside of your lover, being very well aware of her own pleasure, and the love she feels for you.

It feels like an eternity before the extreme pleasure settles in.

Can't believe your brain receptors just didn't get completely fried. Really just some bullshit magic regenerating them, probably.

Echo peppers your face with kisses, and locks her lips with yours yet again.

Her bat mare tongue dominates yours, wrapping around it. She explores your mouth with it before breaking the kiss.

"Did you like it what I just did to you, colt?"

"I loved it." you answer, being completely enraptured with your adorable captor.

Without saying a single word, she passionately kisses you on the lips.

"Words can't describe how much I loved it, my love." she said, nuzzling you

"You want some mangoes? I wouldn't mind sharing with such a perfect colt like you. Keekeekee."

Sharing mangoes together would definitely be a great post-intercourse meal.

Author's Note

Bat mares are cuties. Echo is a cutie.

Also I really did need to make an acronym that shares the letters with a certain multinational media corporation.