Trixie’s penalty
The blue unicorn ran as fast as she could along the muddy path, panting. Her beautiful silver mane was covered in dirt, and she was naked. Her cape and hat were in the caravan when the Ursa Minor crushed it, and she had to leave them in her escape.
These ponies were so mean! Thought Trixie, fresh tears cleaning the mud on her face. She only did her job, to entertain ponies with magic tricks… and then this purple unicorn came, ridiculed her, destroyed her home and forced her to flee the city! The magician didn’t have anything left. She didn’t even know where she was going: she was just following the road, instinctively, wishing for it to never end.
The great and powerful Trixie stumbled, crying, on the side of the road, vanquished by the run and the feelings assaulting her. She crawled in the mud to a nearby tree and almost immediately fainted, hoping that she would never wake up.
The unicorn opened her eyes on a clear blue sky, without a single cloud. She closed her eyes and sighed, hating the reality that had dragged her out of her innocent dreams. When she opened them again, she discovered the white, threatening face of a guard, inches from her own face. She jumped and got on her hooves as the guard backed away to give her space.
“H-hello, officer…”
“Are you the unicorn named Trixie? Wandering trickster?”
The pony rubbed her sleepy eyes, yawned, and finally answered the guard:
“Maybe…”
“You have been judged in absentia by the princess Celestia herself, for endangering the life of her personnal student and the inhabitants of Ponyville. You will follow me without causing trouble.” Said the guard, as he took out a pair of hoofcuffs.
“But it’s not me! I didn’t do it!” Cried the unicorn, backing away from the slowly approaching guard. “It’s that Twilight Sparkle! Her and her two servants who attracted the Ursa out of the Everfree forest, and…”
Trixie was interrupted when another guard jumped her from behind, and pinned her against the soft grass while the other put on the hoofcuffs. The unicorn tried to use her magic to escape, but one of them hit her behind her right ear, and nothing came out of her horn but a few sparks.
“Wha… what did you do?!”
The screaming unicorn tried again, but her horn was definitely out of service.
“Just a trick that neutralizes unicorn magic. Nothing permanent, though.” Explained the guard who had jumped her from behind.
Devastated, Trixie got up again, her movements restrained by the hoofcuffs on her front hooves. She could still walk, but even her old granny would walk faster. Confused, she looked at the white Pegasus, who smiled back at her.
Just before she drown the guard under a flood of insults, she felt a cold sensation in her backside.
“Hey! What is…”
The unicorn tried to turn, but the gray Pegasus behind her held her still as he lapped at the great and powerful plot. He licked once, twice, and finally said:
“Blueberry.”
“What, blueberry? Idiot! Stop that right now, or the great and powerful Trixie will…”
She was interrupted again as a foreign tongue mad her way inside her mouth. She moaned, both from the kiss and from the favor the gray did her, and blushed.
After a few seconds of silence, the white Pegasus broke the kiss. As a string of drool still joined them, he said:
“You talk too much.”
Trixie stood absolutely still. Without saying a word. Really.
For at least five seconds.
“Let me go at once!” Yelled her, interrupted periodically when the grey hit a spot. “You have no right! I will tell princess Celestia, and…”
“She’s the one who send us out to look for you. Looks like she didn’t really like you putting all of Ponyville in danger, especially her little apprentice.”
“Lies! The princess would never…” Started Trixie. Her voice broke, and her mid-annoyed, mid-on-the-edge-of-orgasm expression transformed in fear. Which transformed in surprise, as she felt something way too big to be a tongue against her backside.
“Stop! You can’t! You wouldn’t dare!”
The gray finally talked:
“Oh? Let’s watch.”
He penetrated the blueberry unicorn without any more waiting, his out-of-proportion love-meat making her cry out in pain. He only stopped briefly when he encountered a heavy resistance, but only pulled out to break in stronger, this time pushing inside the mare until his hips hit hers. Her screams changed in cries, the sensation burning her whole back. A faint sex-scent started to spread in the meadow, as the juices of both ponies made a small puddle at their feet.
“Hng… a perfect fit!” grunted the gray Pegasus, humping Trixie without giving her a single chance to rest.
She did all she could to try to flee, but the handcuffs completely paralyzed her. Two streams of tears ran on her face, the salty water escaping her eyes shut as tightly as possible. The mare was shaking, sobbing, and screamed sometimes, when the stallion pushed particularly violently.
The magician had her mouth open, and suddenly, her airway was obstructed by something hard and throbbing. She opened an eye, and confirmed what she’d suspected: the white Pegasus didn’t intend to wait for his buddy to finish. He took the head of the filly in his hooves and forced her to swallow his stallionhood, gently letting half of it outside… for now.
Trixie produced muffled cries, to which added the wet sounds of the gray stallion slapping against her butt, and the heavy breathing of all three ponies. The white Pegasus kept using Trixie’s head as a fleshlight, barely letting her any time to breath before she passed out.
The trickster tried to struggle, but the two guards held her in place perfectly still. The pain in her backside started to slowly faint, but was still strong enough to water her eyes. Her jaw was opened as wide as possible, and the white Pegasus had pushed deep inside her throat, now almost completely in.
The Pegasus straightened his grip on Trixie’s mane and pushed firmly, until her lips were in contact with his pubis. Seeing as he would not let her go back to breath, she tried to make it fast by circling around his dick with her tongue. The gray guard didn’t help, spanking her butt from time to time, but she was rewarded when she heard the Pegasus moan longer than usual. He gripped Trixie, now on the verge of fainting, and discharged his seed deep into her stomach. He noted that his victim was starting to faint, and consequently pulled out to give her some air. He was only halfway through his orgasm, though, and his cum spread on her face and mane.
On his side, the other guard kept shaking her, not even slowing down. His gray fur was ruffled and covered in fluids, as well as Trixie’s coat. He grunted as he pushed deep inside, again and again, mechanically. The marehood of the magician burned her, and even if she still felt pain, there was an occasional moan or two.
The white Pegasus backed away, looking at her. The mare lied down on the floor, with only her back still up, and shaked as his companion rutted her. The semen matched pleasantly her clear blue face and her silver mane.
Finally, seeing as his partner didn’t intend to stop, the white decided to get back at work and approached the gray stallion. He was madly pumping into Trixie, ravaging her without mercy. There was a visible bulge in the mare’s stomach, growing in and out, proving the violence of the assaults she took. The guard patted his friend’s shoulder:
“Formation two-by-two?”
A smile widened on the grey’s face, who immediately pulled out to the great pleasure of Trixie. She sighed, thinking he was going to finish himself like his companion did, but she screamed when she saw what they intended to do.
“No! No! The great and powerful Trixie forbids you to- aah!”
Without a single thought about what she was saying, they had picked her up and the grey pony had slid under her. He then arched his back, and pushed the unicorn down onto his shaft- but not by the same entrance. He had to force it at the beginning, but the lube her cunt had produced helped, and he was able to push almost half of it inside her with a single thrust.
But things weren’t going on so well on Trixie’s side. The poor magician had bitten her lips till they bled, and a river of tears streamed down her face to the grey pony’s face, under her. She cried out in pain, her belly arching towards the sky, the pain overwhelming her senses. The stallion gave her a short break as the white Pegasus placed himself over her, taking the unicorn in sandwich.
The lube helped him to push deep in her, but he was stopped by his partner. They started working her together, bouncing Trixie on the grey while the other guard rammed her.
The entire meadow was filled with moaning, grunts, and wet sounds. The white finally pushed himself entirely into the blue pony, his sack flapping just above his partner’s penis, who had much more trouble penetrating the pony. He groaned fiercely, but not enough to cover the screams of pain she did every time he pushed. He only pulled back to come again, relentless, widening slowly the unicorn.
She sobbed uncontrollably, giving up every hope for a break, and let herself be used like an inflatable doll by the two guards. Her tongue was hanging out of her mouth, and tears mixed with semen flowed on it. They had established a rhythm: when one was in her pussy, the one in her ass pulled almost entirely out, then pushed back in as the other left.
The gray had almost broke through any resistance in the behind of the pony, leaving only a little part of his stallionhood outside. With a guttural groan, he pushed deeper than before, and his balls finally slapped against the blue fur. Smiling cheerfully, he left and re-entered Trixie’s holy cavern again, and again. The two stallions moved faster, penetrating her to the maximum each time. When she lifted her head, she could see her belly swell, then flatten as her ass swollen in turn, both holes dripping juices.
Sometimes, they both pushed inside at the same time, and she was certain her body would break at any moment… but it didn’t. The magician had fallen empty of tears, and her throat was sore from screaming.
“It’s going to end soon”, she reassured herself. “They’ll… finish, and let me go… by tarnation, how can they hold on so long? The white one even already came!”
The unicorn let them work, mechanically, the two stallions ramming deep and fast inside her without a rest. They smelt of sex and sweat, but the odor wasn’t that bad, actually. They were both handsome and muscled, and maybe she’d wished she encountered them if they weren’t raping her right now.
Suddenly, they started moving even faster, both tilting till the base of their cock was against Trixie’s fur. She had trouble to catch her breath. Her insides were stretched wider than ever before, and the gray tenderly bit her ear as the white one played with her mammary with one hoof.
Then Trixie exploded.
With a perfect synchronization, the two guards contracted their muscles, and they swelled inside the unicorn, tearing her a painful cry. They then started emptying themselves inside her, flowing what seemed like liters of hot cum deep inside her bowels. For several seconds, she swelled, swelled, swelled until she was full, and then their semen flowed down her thighs in long ghostly trails.
They kept her in place for a minute, the time for both of their orgasms to pass, and finally rolled her over to the side, letting her splash against the ground in a pool of juices. Trixie curled up, her hooves between her back legs, sobbing in pain. She didn’t even care anymore: she just wanted it to be over.
The guards now satisfied, they talked again:
“Where do we have to take her?” asked the grey pony, letting his eyes rest over the blueberry mare’s curves.
“Canterlot prison, aisle… oh Celestia…”
The Pegasus stopped talking, and looked at the unicorn with pity.
“What?”
“Mare of comfort… aisle of condemned to perpetuity.”
