You feel an annoying poking and prodding at your side and snap your eyes open. Three griffons stand over you, hoisting you up involuntarily. Surprised your legs are supporting you, you look down and see that your wounds had been bandaged sometime while you were asleep, though your wings remain tied down. With a heavy shove you’re forced out of the room and further into the castle, climbing stairs and walking for what seems like miles. You finally reach your destination and are shoved through one last door, stumbling outside into the bright daylight. You find yourself on a balcony overlooking an area that resembles a theater or arena, the thousands of seats below you filled with griffons of every age, gender, and build. The balcony you stand on rests at the top level of the seating area in the back, giving you an unobstructed view of the entire arena.

“Quite the view, isn’t it?” a familiar voice behind you says. Turning around, Captain Ray walks out while flanked by two guards. All three of the griffons are dressed in highly decorated armor, the captain’s being much more extravagant. “Please, sit. You’re going to enjoy this.” he says, gesturing to a row of seats by the edge.

Not caring that you didn’t budge, Captain Ray walks up to the edge of the balcony and a hush gradually spreads across the entire stadium. “My fellow griffons, I bring to you sad, sad news!” Ray bellows out to the crowd. “The rumors you have heard are correct, our king has been slain!”

Loud outbursts and cries erupted from the packed seats, and it took a considerable amount of time before Ray was able to continue speaking. “It is an absolute tragic event, yes, but fear not! We have captured the assassin who has dared to slay our wise and glorious king, and she shall be brought to justice!”

Far below, a gate opened and six heavily armed griffons led out a lone pegasus with a fiery orange mane. The entire crowd erupted into yells for blood, revenge, and death, a few griffons even trying to fly into the arena. The guards lining the perimeter of the arena floor stop them from entering the grounds, though they do nothing to stop other griffons from throwing various items at Spitfire.

Though she is still injured and shows no bandages on her legs and has her wings bound by thick leather bands, she still shows no signs of fear or worry. A few of the griffons who throw items manage to hit her, but she remains determined to not let them see her break. She is led to the center of the arena where a pole is dug into the ground, a chain attached to the pole. As the group reached the pole, one griffon produced a metal collar and secured it around Spitfire’s neck. Another griffon attached the last link of the chain to her collar, securing everything in place with a heavy lock. Once she is secured to the pole, the leather straps are removed from around her body, freeing her wings finally, though it doesn’t matter much now. Spitfire tried to maintain her posture but the chain and collar seemed to sap her energy away, and her head began to sink slightly lower.

“My fellow griffons, we should be able to kill this pony for her treachery and betrayal. But we must honor our late king’s wish and give her a fair fight, even though she did not give him the same courtesy.”

More boos and insults rose from the crowd as the griffons around Spitfire dispersed. Movement at the edge of the arena catches your eye, and you see two gates in the wall open. The crowd erupts in cheers as two timberwolves emerge from their prisons, their eyes scanning their surroundings before locking on to the chained pony in front of them.

Captain Ray takes his seat, chuckling as he stares at the scene unfolding below. “Calm down, you got a rather good deal.” he says to you. “If I placed you down there you’d be dead within minutes. If your friend manages to survive two wolves I shall give both of you your freedom, though our nations will still be at war. If she doesn’t survive, well, I need you to deliver the notice of war anyway, so I guess you really are lucky.”

Your stomach is knotted tightly, and you would give anything to switch places with Spitfire. But there’s no chance of that, and you’re forced to watch as the wolves close in on Spitfire.

Seeing the two timberwolves move in, Spitfire spreads her wings and takes to the air. She gets about ten feet into the air before the chain goes taut, stopping her from going any higher. The crowd boos once more as the two timberwolves are forced to circle her while staring hungrily up. Normally, Spitfire would have no trouble maintaining flight for hours upon hours, but the still open wounds on her legs and the heavy chain both take their toll on her stamina, and it isn’t before long the chain begins to go slack and she sinks down slightly. The wolves below can see that it won’t be long before they can have their prey, and once the chain is sagging down enough one of the timberwolves jumps up, grazing the chain as it swipes it with its paw. Realizing what just happened, Spitfire flaps her wings harder, desperately trying to stay out of their reach. Once again, she stays in the safe zone, but only a few minutes later does she begin to lose power again. Once she is low enough, the wolf tries again, this time its paw grabbing the chain and brings it down. Spitfire gasps as the chain and collar are pulled down, her body involuntarily going also. She is slammed against the ground, the impact knocking the breath out of her while the collar prevents her from regaining her normal breathing pattern longer than usual. Once she is able to bring air into her lungs again, the two timberwolves are already on top of her. Spitfire kicks out with her hind legs, hoping to make the creatures back away so she could take to the skies again. Her kick connected against the torso of one wolf, but the only result was a hollow ‘thunk’. The wolf didn’t even flinch, instead baring its teeth and snarling angrily.

You turn to Ray, horrified and enraged that he would allow a public execution like this. Before you can speak, he seems to sense your emotions and shakes his head. “Didn’t you learn anything from what I just told you? No wonder your kind has to resort to magic for everything… No, these timberwolves aren’t going to kill her. At least, they’re not supposed to. I guess we’ll just have to see.”

A loud cheer from the crowd below turns your attention back to Spitfire. Looking in horror, you see that one of the wolves has already mounted Spitfire’s body, moving its hips around in an unsettling matter. Spitfire has nowhere near enough energy or strength to get the beast off of her, instead trying to crawl out from its grasp. The wolf snarls again and bites down on her neck, causing Spitfire to freeze. Just enough pressure is applied to puncture her skin, a small trickle of crimson blood making its way down her body and to the ground. The smell of blood seems to put both animals further into their frenzy, the dominant wolf rocking its hips quicker until he finally finds his mark. In one savage thrust he enters her body, causing Spitfire to throw her head back and scream in pain. The crowd roars with approval, cheering on the wolf as it fucks the helpless pony below it. The second timberwolf slowly circles the two, waiting for its turn.

“Well, that took longer than expected.” Ray mutters just loud enough for you to hear. “My guards spent all night getting those two timberwolves as worked up as they could. I guess they didn’t try hard enough.” As the rape continues, Ray takes great pleasure in commenting how similar Spitfire’s ordeal is to Rainbow Dash’s, pointing out the small differences the two ponies had while with the timberwolf. “Heh, I guess history does repeat itself. Sometimes quicker than expected.” Ray joked. Of course you find this whole situation far from funny, looking down as Spitfire somehow endures the wolf’s assault.

Spitfire grimaces as the wolf’s rod rubs her raw from the inside. She bites her lip to stop from crying out and holds back a flood of tears, not wanting to give the griffons the satisfaction of seeing her broken. She is deaf to the thousands of griffons around her, the only noise registering in her ears being the timberwolf’s heavy panting in her ear. The breathing became more ragged and heavier, and before she knew it a thick, sticky sap-like liquid begins to fill her raw pussy. “No… no! No! Get it out! Out!” she cries in panic. Her cries reach your ears, a stabbing pain shooting through your chest as you wince from her voice. The timberwolf finally stops moving, having emptied his seed into her womb. Once again, the wolf tries to pull away, but the knot in its cock prevents the two from separating. More jeers and laughter ripples from the griffon crowd as the timberwolf tries to free itself from Spitfires small sore hole. After a few minutes it frees itself, walking away from the used pony without a single glance back.

There’s no time for Spitfire to try to escape again as the second timberwolf moves in and takes its position on top of her. Though too far for you to see, the griffons in the front row see that the smell of sex has excited the second wolf quite a bit as its cock glistened with precum. Desperate to mate with her, the timberwolf quickly positioned itself and moved its hips forward. It felt the warm flesh of the pony beneath it give way, but Spitfire’s head suddenly snapped up, her eyes wide with surprise and pain. “W-wait, hold on! That’s no- Agghhhh!” she screams out as the wolf thrusts forward. Tears freely stream down Spitfire’s face and she cries out in pain as the wolf begins to fuck her. Many of the griffons sit in silence, puzzled by what could have changed for the tough pegasus. Even Captain Ray sits quietly, not sure what is going on far below.

In the front row, one lucky griffon peers forward and sees what has happened. “It… it’s in her ass. Ha! It’s fucking her ass!” he realizes. The word quickly spreads around the stadium and the entire populace erupts in a loud cheer. Even with the loud crowd, Spitfire’s screams can be clearly heard as the timberwolf plows deep into her bowels.

“O-oh Tartarus, it h-h-hurts! Mak… make it- ghhh! Make it stop! Oh buck it’s tearing m-me apart!” Spitfire cries, desperate for any help from anything. But of course no help comes, and she is forced to endure the brutal fucking until the end. Thankfully the second wolf doesn’t last nearly as long as the first one did, and with a howl into the sky the timberwolf finishes, pumping its sappy sperm into Spitfire’s anus. The only luck the used pony had was the second timberwolf’s knot never made it past her sphincter, allowing the wolf to extract itself from her backdoor without any problems.

Like its companion, the second timberwolf retreats to its cage. Spitfire doesn’t get up from her position on the ground, her chest rising and falling as she gasps for breath. Her lower body feels like it’s been set on fire, both her holes plugged with the thick semen. You know from Dash’s hospital visit that the timberwolf sperm would remain stuck inside of her until she forced it out. Captain Ray stands up and returns to his place at the edge of the balcony. He begins a grand speech of how he must allow both you and Spitfire go to return to Canterlot, as Spitfire technically survived her fight for freedom. The exact words never register in your head as your concern now lies with Spitfire. Ray finally finishes his blowhard speech and you are escorted back inside the castle, the last thing you see being Spitfire being dragged back inside also.

Taking you to the late king’s chambers, Captain Ray quickly drafts a declaration of war, signing it as the new ruler of the Griffon Kingdom and stuffing it in your saddlebag. “It’s been fun, but the next time you come here, I will have to have you killed.” he says before summoning a pair of guards to escort you out for the last time. You are quickly hustled out of the castle and outside to the main entrance, where you are told to wait for a moment while they fetch one last piece of baggage for you. Moments later four more griffons carrying a bound pony come out. They drop the pegasus to the ground and return to the castle, leaving you to untie Spitfire.

As soon as the last rope is undone, Spitfire jumps up with her wings spread wide and her eyes swelling with tears. “Those… those bucking scumbags! Come back out and fight me! You cowards, I’ll kill you all! You hear me? I swear I’m going to kill you!” She slams her hooves against the thick wooden door, and she winces as her still-injured legs absorb the vibrations from the hit. She continues to bang on the door, sobbing as she yells out.

You catch one of her hooves in midair and draw her in, holding her against you. “Let me go! I… I have to stop them from doing this to somepony else! I have to… I have to…” she sobs, struggling against you.

She soon gives up, crying in your hooves. “Spitfire, we have to get out of here now.” you say to her.

Trying to regain control, she takes a few deep breaths and wipes away her tears. “Is this what Rainbow was put through? Luna wouldn’t tell me everything, just that Dash was raped by those monsters inside there. How bad was it really? Tell me the truth.” she demands.

You decide that being upfront with her is the best choice right now. “No… well, yes. They, well, they raped her every day, since the day Rainbow and I first got here to deliver a message. The entire time we were captive, they did whatever they wanted to her.”

Spitfire looks like she’s about to be sick. You glance to the horizon and see that the sun is dangerously close to setting. “Let’s get out of here.” you say again. Spitfire nods, giving in to your reason. You both take off and head back towards home, but you find it difficult to stay aloft. Looking back at Spitfire you see that she’s having an even harder time flying, her recent rape and injuries taking a heavy toll on her. With no other choice you guide her to the same area you camped at the day before, you both land shakily.

“We should rest here and fly home tomorrow.” you say. Spitfire nods again in agreement, but you still see that she’s having trouble with something. Putting that thought aside for now, you make a crude camping site, managing to get a fire going as well as a crude shelter up. There is thankfully plenty of water nearby, and you manage to find some edible plants and berries for both of you. However, Spitfire still looks like something is wrong, and you ask her what’s troubling her.

Spitfire turns deep red in the face but has no other choice but to tell you. “That… the, um… the timberwolf cum... i-it’s… well, it’s still stuck in me. I-I need help getting it out.” she says finally. Though she is deeply embarrassed by having to say it, you remember how the doctor in Canterlot had told you that if a timberwolf’s cum is left inside a pony for too long it will harden and become impossible to remove without causing serious injury. It had taken the doctor hours to remove the sizeable lump of cum from Rainbow Dash, and that was in a well-equipped hospital. You had no training or tools, not to mention Spitfire had the dangerous seed in both her ass and pussy, but time was not on your side and thus left you no choice.

Not sure how to say it any other way, you tell her the only solution you can think of. “I guess, um, I guess you have to try to squeeze it out.” you say. Spitfire manages to turn a shade of red darker, but she nods and allows you to position her body. You have her squat down with her legs spread wide open, exposing her genitals to you. You can see that her holes are still red from being fucked raw by the merciless timberwolves, but she ignores the pain as she contracts her muscles and tries to push out the lump of cum from her pussy.

Nothing comes out, and Spitfire looks back at you. “I can… I can feel it, but it’s too big to get out.” she says softly. With no other choice, you place your hooves on her crotch, gently spreading her lips apart and opening her up. Spitfire gasps in pain as her sore hole is once again opened up, but she grits her teeth and pushes again, this time a cloudy white blob beginning to peek out from her pussy. As it begins to creep out of her body, your hooves slip and her cunt closes again. The majority of the cum falls to the ground, but a quarter of the clump remains inside of her. “Oh buck! No, I can’t get it out!” Spitfire cries as she tries to squeeze it out again, but it refuses to leave her.

She looks back at you again. “Please, can you try to get it out with your hoof?” she almost begs, panic beginning to set in. You slowly spread her back pussy back open and gently place your hoof at her entrance. “Do it.” she says. She bites down on her hoof in pain as you prod her entrance, your hoof thankfully coming into contact with the stray clump of semen near her entrance. As she pushes you pull out the sticky mass stuck to your hoof, and once it’s removed from her body you quickly wipe your hoof on the grass. Spitfire’s body relaxes slightly, glad that half of the sperm was now gone. “Thank you, thank you so much.” she says. “Now all that’s left of this disgusting stuff is…”

She goes silent as she realizes how she has to remove the second portion of cum in her ass. A stray sob escapes from her mouth at the thought. You assure her that it’s okay and that getting it out is the main priority right now. Spitfire takes a deep breath and pushes again, this time concentrating on her rear hole. She grimaces as she pushes again, and you can’t help but stare at her firm, toned ass, watching her puckered hole open slightly each time she tried to push the cum out.

She moans in frustration as nothing comes out. “I can feel it, it’s so close to coming out.” she says. She pushes again and you move closer for a better look. You see the wad of cum peek out from her tight hole when she tries to push it out, but it isn’t able to pass by her sphincter and remains stuck in her. “Oh buck, it’s starting to get harder.” Spitfire realizes. “I need something to help get it out, something slippery.”

Though there is plenty of water nearby, you recall that the doctor had said that water would only cause the sperm to harden quicker. There’s nothing in your packs that you can use either, and you’re left with no ideas. Spitfire, however, thinks of one.

“I think we have to use our cum to get it out.” she says.

“Um, uh, okay.” you say, not sure what else to say. Spitfire doesn’t make any move so you eventually speak up. “I thought you said you were, you know, going to use, you know…”

Spitfire gulps. “Well, I’m still too sore to touch myself to try to get any. So, I… I need you to do it for me. Please? I’ll even help you.” Spitfire pleads.

You can’t say no to her, knowing all too well what would happen if she doesn’t get the timberwolf’s cum out soon. You nod, allowing her to push you onto your back and exposing your semi-hard cock. You’re not sure how she’ll take the fact that you had gotten somewhat aroused from watching her just moments ago. “Spitfire, I didn’t mean to…” you start.

“It’s okay.” she interrupts. “Just, don’t hold back and tell me when you’re close.”

Before you can ask what she means, she dives her head forward, engulfing your cock with her mouth. The shock and surprise is very quickly overpowered by pleasure as she expertly sucks your cock. You groan as her tongue rubs against your now rock-hard member and her mouth goes lower, taking in almost your entire length. She then starts to bob her head up and down, stroking your cock with her hoof to get you off quicker. You want her to continue sucking your cock for as long as you can hold out, but you remember that you need to try to cum as quickly as you can for her.

Her amazing blowjob has you close to cumming before you know it. “Spitfire…” you say softly. She understands, releasing your cock and turning around, raising her tail out of the way and pointing her ass straight at you.

“Hurry, cum for me. Cum in my ass.” she says. You stare at her exposed ass while stroking your cock, wanting to plunge your cock into her tight hole. You hold back though, and soon you cock erupts, shooting your seed straight at her toned ass. Spitfire moans as your first spurt of hot cum hits just above her tight hole. She grabs her flanks and pulls her ass open wider, her backdoor hole opening just in time for your second burst to come out. The cum shoots right above her open hole, dripping down into her anal opening. The ensuing shots of cum follow, causing Spitfire to moan as the hot, slippery liquid you provided coats her ass.

Once you’re done cumming, she sits up and tries to squeeze the hardening sap out again. She groans as your cum does its work, allowing the timberwolf’s hardened cum to begin to slip out. “Oh buck, this hurts. It’s too big.” Spitfire grimaces, but she still continues to squeeze the vile object out. With one last gasp, she forces it out of her body, the wolf cum dropping to the ground with a sickening thud. Spitfire collapses onto the ground, clutching her ass still. “Agh, buck, that hurt!” she says, gritting her teeth. Her ass remains slightly open, glistening with the remnants of your cum. You can’t help but continue to stare at her tempting ass and your cock begins to harden again. The setup looks increasingly inviting and you’re tempted again to mount her and sink your cock into her ass.

Before you can act, she tries to stand back up, her rear legs quivering. “I… I should be okay now.” she says. Seeing the milky white lump that was in her bowels just moments earlier, she kicks it with her hoof and is shocked how hard it has become. “Oh buck me, that would have been really bad if it had stuck to me.”

She walks awkwardly up to you and kisses your cheek. “Thank you for helping me.” she says. “Though I think you had quite a bit of fun also.”

You blush with embarrassment and just simply nod. Thankfully your cock quickly begins to soften, and soon it retracts back completely. You and Spitfire finish setting up camp, and before long darkness takes over the sky. You settle down to go to sleep, but are surprised when Spitfire walks over to you and lies down with you, her ass snuggling right against your crotch.

“It’s getting cold out, so we’ll stay warmer this way.” Spitfire says.

Alarm bells sound off in your head as memories of that first night with Rainbow Dash bombard your mind. You feel Spitfire’s tail flick to the side, allowing her bare bottom to press against your crotch. She falls asleep before you can say anything in protest, and you try to close your eyes to sleep but the memories of Rainbow Dash keep you awake. Giving up on sleep, you try to then keep your mind off of Spitfire’s ass rubbing up against your crotch, but that too proves futile as your cock grows hard once again.

As time moves on you begin to repeat history, your hardened cock slipping between Spitfire’s legs and rubbing against her pussy. Though her body is still sore from the brutal rape earlier, her pussy finally responds to your cock rubbing her and begins to become slightly wet. She moans in her sleep, the sensation obviously relieving any pain she felt but causing dark thoughts to return to your mind. This time, you’re able to snap out of your state of arousal and stand up, backing away a few steps.

With your body no longer there to prop her up, Spitfire rolls onto her back, her legs laying spread slightly apart. Her sex is exposed to you with a hint of wetness coating her pussy lips. The area around her crotch still remains sore red, but it only makes her inviting holes stand out more to you. The entire sight before you is almost too much, but you’re sent over the edge as she stretches her limbs in her sleep, spreading her legs farther apart and causing her pussy winks at you.

Your cock springs to full attention, almost hurting as blood floods to it. You move towards the sleeping pegasus, moving straight between her legs until your cock touches her lower lips. Even though your cock is coated with your pre-cum, Spitfire’s face grimaces as the head of your cock penetrates her still sore pussy. You quickly pull back, opting to instead rub the slick head of your cock against her crotch. As your hard member rubs against her entrance, her face eases to a calm, relieved look. You see that your pre-cum is rubbing off onto her, possibly soothing the burning she most likely still feels, so you continue your ‘treatment’.

You continue to rub yourself against her entrance, every now and then moving your cock to her clit. Her breathing becomes louder and ragged, her legs twitching but remaining open for you. A soft gasp startles you and you fear that she has woken up. To your relief she remains asleep, but her entire body trembles softly and you see a fair amount of liquid drip out from her pussy onto the ground below her. Realizing you just made her cum, you think that you’ve done enough and want to pull back, but your body does the opposite, instead moving forwards and once again the tip of your cock penetrates the unconscious pony. This time she doesn’t stir, so you begin to gently fuck her with short, shallow strokes. You try to go deeper but receive that strained, pained face from her, so you settle for the small thrusts you’re able to take. Rubbing against her pussy had aroused you more than you thought, and the extreme heat from her pussy wrapped around your cock makes you want to cum as soon as you enter her. You hold out for as long as you can before you can’t take any more, causing your cock to once again spew its seed. Even with your cock barely penetrating her hole, your first two shots of sperm shoot all the way inside of her, causing her to moan once again. The sound of her voice is erotic music to your ears, and as you pull your cock out of her your orgasm stays strong, the rest of the cum coating her lower lips and dripping down to her ass.

Exhausted, you fall back onto the ground, looking at the scene before you; the captain of the Wonderbolts, who not even 24 hours ago was raped by two timberwolves, had helped squeeze sperm out of her pussy and ass after cumming on her rear, and now she’s covered in your cum, with more cum in her pussy yet again. Sighing with disgust at yourself, you move forward to wipe what you can off of her, but before you can touch her she rolls back on to her side. You swear that you’re going to be sent to the moon when she wakes up and feels the mess on her. Lying back down against her back you sigh once more. You feel her move back against you, her body wiggling so one of your legs is wrapped around her body. As you close your eyes and try to sleep, you hear her voice whisper to you.

“Hey… that felt really good. Thank you.”

Author's Note

Let loose the dogs of war!

Or griffons... griffons of war...

So, yeah, Rainbow Dash is not the only rapeable pony it seems. Looks like we're also winding down to the end, probably one last chapter to wrap up THIS story arc.

But for those of you who want more rape, there will be a sequel, this time expanding to other ponies in Equestria. It will be in third person, with maybe a hint of what happens to 'you' and Dash. Guess you'll have to wait and see.

ALSO! I'm looking to commission an artist to draw a pic or two depicting different 'scenes' from this story. If you're good at drawing show-accurate ponies or know an artist who won't burn their computer after reading this, let me know!!!!