Rarity's Rampage

The following day, Rarity began writing her letter to Hoity Toity, inviting him to lunch tomorrow afternoon.

The next day, Rarity was hastily cleaning the basement before Hoity arrived.

She had hid Twilight’s mangled body and everything else she used two days prior in her closet.

There was a knock on the door and she quickly finished cleaning.

She opened the door to find Hoity Toity standing outside.

“Hello Hoity. I’m so glad you were able to make it,” greeted Rarity.

“Hello Rarity. I cancelled an appointment to come here today. You mentioned there was something urgent you wished to speak with me about?”

“Yes,” replied Rarity. “I need your expert opinion on something. But I want it to be a surprise. Be a dearie and turn around for me won’t you?”

Hoity agreed and turned around.

After changing her mind, Rarity tapped him on the shoulder and Hoity Toity turned around.

“Hm,” said Hoity Toity, after taking a quick glance around. “There’s nothing here.”

“I just remembered that I left it in the basement. Would you accompany me please,” asked Rarity, taking his hoof in hers.

Hoity Toity’s knees began shaking but he remained firm and cleared his throat.

“I’d be elated to Rarity. Lead the way.”

Rarity and Hoity Toity walked together into the doorway of her basement.

She turned into him before they reached the top step and buried her face into his mane.

“Oh Hoity, it’s so scary and dark down there. “Would you mind holding my hoof so I’m not so scared?"

Hoity Toity blushed and cleared his throat a couple times before answering.

“I’d be honored to Rarity."

The two ponies walked together, hoof in hoof down the stairs.

They shot a quick glance at each other and quickly looked away.

The two ponies blushed and pretended nothing happened.

“So what do you need my expert opinion on Rarity,” asked Hoity Toity curiously, once they reached the end of the stairwell.

“Just lay down on this table here and I’ll be with you in a moment."

Hoity Toity lay down on the table and waited for Rarity to return.

Hoity Toity suddenly found his hooves being restrained by metal cuffs.

He struggled briefly to break free but found he had no luck.

Hearing cackling behind him, Hoity Toity turned his head to find Rarity laughing next to a button, which no doubt controlled the table he was lain on.

“Rarity- began Hoity Toity,” but Rarity stopped his speaking by raising her hoof.

“I already know what you’re going to say Hoity. What’s going on? Why are you doing this? You are asking the same question that Twilight Sparkle did before I killed her.”

Upon hearing this news Hoity Toity stared bug-eyed at Rarity.

Rarity shot a malicious smirk at Hoity Toity.

“You heard me right Hoity. I killed her. Anyone who insults my dressmaking must pay." “And now, it’s your turn to pay,” said Rarity with a knife in her hoof.

“Rarity, what are you going to do with that,” asked Hoity Toity, who had begun to panic.

Rarity smiled and looked at Hoity Toity.

She held up the knife. With this, I’m going to get my revenge Hoity."

Rarity used her knife and made a swift incision on Hoity Toity’s dick.

As he roared with immense pain, Rarity set the blade down and pick up a measuring cup.

She placed the measuring cup next to all the blood that was spurting out of Hoity Toity.

“I have a proposition for you Hoity.” “If you can drink this entire cup of your blood I may just let you go.”

Hoity Toity stared at her.

“You’re lying."

“I don’t lie. I always speak the truth." I cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye.”

Hoity tried drinking the blood, but the taste was just too barbaric for him to handle.

“Awww. Can’t do it? That’s too bad. I guess you don’t want to be set free. But be positive Hoity. On the bright side you won’t have to deal with all the pain because you’re not going to be alive much longer.”

Rarity smiled as she picked up the knife again and with one quick motion she cut Hoity Toity’s penis right off his body.

Hoity Toity screamed as loud as he could, and Rarity used this opportunity to quickly split his penis open and squeeze his testicles out.

She quickly ran over to where he lay screaming, and shoved his nuts in his mouth to silence his screams.

She looked down at the blood gushing out of Hoity Toity’s body and slightly frowned.

"This will never do dear. I don’t want you to die that quickly.”

She used her magic to stitch the gash closed.

“There, doesn’t that feel better?”

Hoity Toity looked at Rarity, wide-eyed, unable to say anything.

Rarity used her magic to stick Hoity’s genitals deep up his rectum.

Hoity let out a muffled gasp of surprise but Rarity dismissed it.

Rarity began using her magic to push it deeper in Hoity Toity’s colon, till he began bleeding out of his anus.

Noticing the blood beginning to drip out and the obvious pain Hoity Toity was experiencing, Rarity stopped momentarily.

She stitched his genitals back on his body and stared down at the tortured pony.

She walked over to where he was restrained and took his testicles out of his mouth.

It looked as if Hoity Was about to scream, but Rarity quickly pressed a knife to his throat.

“If you scream, you’ll die right now,” said Rarity with a grin.

Hoity Toity remained silent and Rarity removed the knife.

“Very good Hoity. Good things happen if you listen to me.”

After silently thinking to herself for a few moments, Rarity spoke again.

“I’ll make you another deal Hoity.” “If you can eat an entire plate of my shit I’ll let you go.”

Hoity stared maliciously at her. “You’re one sick pony."

Rarity shrugged off the comment.

“It could be worse. I could have just decided to end your life there, but I chose to watch you fight for your existence. How badly do you want to live?”

“All you need to do is eat one plate. One plateful and you’re free to go. By the way Hoity, you really shouldn’t feel so uncomfortable with this offer. There’s dozens who would love to be in your position right now. Well, except for the torturing part. In fact, I bet Spike would kill to be in your position.”

“Now choose Hoity. It’s not polite to keep a lady waiting, especially one so beautiful and majestic as myself. You either accept and swallow a plateful or you deny it and die right now. Is your pride worth more to you than your life?”

Hoity Toity sighed.

“Alright. I’m doing this because you promised to let me go.”

Rarity squeezed out almost a dozen pieces on a plate.

“Are you ready Hoity?"

Hoity Toity nodded and Rarity put the first piece into his mouth.

Almost immediately after the first piece entered Hoity’s mouth, he spit it out.

“I can’t do it."

“Come now, at least try. Show me you want your freedom. I’m a mare of my word Hoity. If you can do this, I’ll set you free.”

He opened his mouth again and Rarity used her magic to float the plate next to his face.

She levitated a piece and slowly placed it in his mouth. Hoity began chewing.

Once he got the taste of it, he gagged and sputtered but continued chewing.

After half a minute, he swallowed the first piece. Rarity smiled.

“That’s the spirit Hoity,” encouraged Rarity. "You still have seven pieces to eat. Are you ready for the second piece?"
Hoity nodded and opened his mouth once more.

The second piece tasted just as horrible but Hoity chewed it and swallowed it with difficulty.

Once he swallowed the second piece, his cheeks grew, and it appeared he was about to vomit.

“No-no Hoity,” said Rarity. “Any vomiting is an immediate disqualification. If you vomit you lose. If you lose you die. Now open up for the third piece.”

Thrice, Hoity swallowed a piece but this time he couldn’t contain himself.

His urge to vomit was just too strong. He upchucked all over himself and on the floor.

“Tsk tsk,” Rarity criticized. “You were nearly halfway there but you blew it. And look at this mess that I will have to clean up.”

“Too bad Hoity. I gave you multiple chances and you still couldn’t win your right to live. At least you went out fighting,” mocked Rarity.

Hoity was unable to say anything due to his repeated vomiting.

Smiling at the fact that he couldn’t scream at all, Rarity picked up her knife, trotted over to where Hoity Toity lay, and slashed his throat.

Blood spewed out of his jugular vein, and within a few moments, Hoity Toity was dead.

Rarity began cleaning all the blood and vomit that was in the room.

“Gross. Honestly Hoity, you should know that a lady of my caliber shouldn’t have to be reduced to slave labor. Couldn’t you have bled less or not vomited as much? It’s disgusting,” whined Rarity.