The Diary Of Velocity Bolt Lightining

by brony41yfe95

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sad, Original Character
Length: 2749

The mare Velocity the slave doesn't like to upset her master, it causes harsh punishments for her.

Velocity the mare, captured and serving her master like a slave should. She doesn't love him. All she can think about is leaving the: House, Collar, Water/Food bowl, And regain her life back with her family.

Published 2013-02-17 19:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-02-17 19:40:02 UTC

Welcome To My Abode

Hello! I am Velocity Bolt Lightning. A normal black Pegasus from Ponyville. Well, I say normal. I am really a slave to my master. Let me tell you how my day went.
I wake up every morning at around ten o’clock, the figure of my master next to me. Every morning I gulp and look up at him, whenever he is angry, He will slap me. But if I am good. He lets me go downstairs to make him breakfast. To me, that is a privilege. If I am a good girl, He lets me sleep in his bed. But if I am bad, he puts me in my cold bedroom with the thin mattress and sheets. On this occasion he had been drinking the night before and had a HORRIBLE Hangover. I set myself out of bed, and walked over to the door, I was immediately greeted that morning to a horrible roar.
“VELOCITY! Did I say you could leave?!”
I gulped and headed back to my master. With a horrible look on my face, a red mist descended upon his face, he was clearly pissed at me. As I approached I just spoke quietly. “Y-Yes master…W-What’s wrong?” I was incredibly scared of him sometimes.
“You did not obey your master! You didn't spend time in bed with me! And now, you must be punished.” He spoke very angrily, and the red mist only grew larger and darker.
“I-I am so sorry master…I-I promise….” I spoke with a stutter while trying my best to get out of the situation. It was no use for me. He grabbed me by the name tag of my small black collar and yanked me forwards. As my hooves got in range of his, he yanked me up by the scruff of my neck and threw me on the bed. He then picked up a small leather belt from the side of the bed, it was battered and thin, small traces of blood. And skin from previous punishments I had encountered from that horrible colt. He spread me across the bed on my back, my raw and exposed belly facing towards his angry eyes. He strikes me like he was trying to defend himself from a bear. He lashed down at me fearlessly and made contact with my belly, nothing but tears and a quiet scream escaped my lips, as the large leather item hit my skin. After a few more seconds he struck me again, this time, so hard he broke the skin slightly, it starting to bleed gently. “N-No master, N-No more.” He ignored my pleas and continued to strike down upon my bleeding belly. I cried looking up at him, tears streaming down my face as he did so. After about half a minute later he stopped, I was whimpering in pain and agony as I rolled over, crying heavily. But whenever my master punishes me, to make sure that I never do it again. He orders me to say Thank you. “Thank you master.” I spoke with a heavy heart. He motioned me to join him on the bed; I whimpered and cried as I climbed onto bed. I set my body next to him. And slid my back down to face him, I looked into his yellow and black mane. “Thank you master” I spoke again.
He nodded his head and smiled gently. “Good girl. I love you Velocity.” He commanded “I love you, I may hurt you. But you know it is for your own good, Right?” He lovingly and commandingly, not wanting to sound soft.
Around an hour later, after he finished squeezing me tight. Cuddling me in bed, squeezing my back into his body. He finally got up. And took out his leash, from the corner of the bed knob, he smiled and motioned me to come over by tapping on the knob twice. I obliged and immediately went towards him quickly. I have been punished before for time wasting. It wasn’t pretty.
He put the metal chain of the leash around the small metal tag on my collar and attached it with the clip. He smiled as he did so, he clearly loved me. I could see it in his eyes. But he did not want to show it.
He led me downstairs finally, past all the pictures of the well, great times he had. And had just been there to help him, I had no luxuries, not even a single picture of me was to be seen in the dimly lit hallway. We continued to walk for ten feet before coming onto the kitchen. I smiled at the sight of the table, but, that was not where I ate, instead on the floor next to the sink, on top of a blue mat was two bowls. One for eating, the other for water. She looked at the sight of the dirty blue bowls I frowned, but the worst was to come. He went over to my bowl. I had been eating pasta for days. Sometimes if I am good, he will give me a treat. Like some Chocolate, or a cupcake. Or juice. But this morning, it was a normal morning, he poured some water into my water bowl, I still couldn't reach it. He had tied me towards the table leg; I licked my lips at the water and started to hum gently to pass the time.
“Velocity. Shut your trap!” He ordered towards her.
I immediately stopped at his shouting and went back to waiting, as he put some pasta into a saucepan, and poured some water into it. About three quarters full and turned it onto low heat on the stove, after that was done, he headed towards the table, and taking out some fruit he had prepared the night before and started to walk to the table with it. When he reached about halfway towards the table, a small piece of pineapple fell on the floor. His eyes were starting to rage as he lashed out at me. Punching me in the face just above the left eye, causing a small cut upon me.
“LOOK WHAT YOU DID YOU DISGUSTING BEAST!”
He was clearly pissed at this moment, I was too scared to tell him about his anger management issues, so instead I looked up towards my master crying feeling the blood drip down my face slowly and licked it. He punched me again above the other eye.
“IT’S NOT DRINKING TIME!” He commanded me looking at me with the red mist descending again.
“S-Sorry master…I really am.” I spoke with a red tear dripping down my cheek, as the blood mixed with the tear. As she looked up towards his face.
After my master had finished eating his breakfast at the table, he finally set the large pot of pasta into my food bowl and untied me from the table and I gently trotted towards the small plastic bowl gently. I lowered my snout and started to eat the dry pasta. Slowly without making a noise, after I had eaten around half of it, I stuck my nose out and took a small gulp of water. I then put my attention back onto the pasta again. After about five minutes later, my master had finally finished his delicious looking breakfast, and I had finished the dry, bland and cheap meal. I looked up at him with a small smile of gratitude. “Thank you master” I spoke, knowing that if I didn't, I would be punished deeply. I needed to evade all punishments today, I felt really weak and tired.
“Pet! Today you are going to be tidying up all the bedrooms, and the kitchen. Got it?!” He angrily spoke to me. I felt like I was nothing, from the moment he captured me. Anyway. Back to matter in hand. I was going to have to wake up before I did anything. I raised my hoof to speak and he nodded.
“Master. May I go to the bathroom?” I quietly asked. He gently nodded.
“Yes pet, you have thirty seconds to do so!” He commanded. I began to walk upstairs, as hovering or running resulted in punishment of the highest extreme. As it disturbs his peace inside his household.
After a few more seconds of slow walking up the stairs, I then started to walk towards the bathroom, slowly but surely. I could see the paneled floor and the bath. I smiled as I approached the small sink, I turned on the tap slowly, making the cold liquid of life rush out in front of me, I pushed my head towards the tap and splashed water on my head, waking me up a little bit, but it seemed to be enough for me, so I went towards the bathroom door, shaking my mane, getting droplets of water everywhere, I reached the door where I came face to face with the masters bedroom across the hall. I could see the edge of the bed from the stairs. I slowly trotted towards it making more eye contact with the messy bed; I looked at the belt, which gave me an idea. I grinned warmly and rushed into the bedroom trying to make as little noise as possible. I bit into the small leather belt picking it up. I then moved towards the window slowly, which master had taken the time to open it saving me a job that day. Without hesitation I threw it out and smiled watching it fall. After seeing it land in the bushes below. I started to complete the job in hand. Starting on the bed. I grabbed the four corners and pulled them, making the bedding straight. I smiled at my work and started to pick up some items around the place, empty bottles of cider, little snack wrappers. And placed them into the bin next to the bed. I smiled at my work and went to the door. To make sure, I had not missed anything, I quickly glanced back and nodded. “Done.” I responded to myself. I grinned knowing that the spare bedrooms hadn't been used in days; there wasn't any need to clean them. So instead, I went back downstairs through the dimly lit hallway, and into the kitchen. Where my master was reading the daily newspaper.
“Did you do everything pet? You do know what will happen if I find anything out of place.” He spoke in a rather soft tone, different to his normal angry tone.
“Yes, master. Of course I do.” I acknowledged. Knowing that he wouldn't find anything wrong with the rooms. I smiled and took my position near his hooves. Looking around bored, I looked up at my master reading. “Master? May I read a book?” I asked him quietly and nervously.
“Hm, let me think, no.” He answered sharply.
“Yes master, of course. You know best for me.” I spoke gently nodding at his final answer. Again if I was to answer back. I would be punished.
I sat at his hooves for the next twenty minutes, glaring up at the paper fragments. Until he finally shifted his flank and stood up.
“Right, pet. Time for you to do your business.” He commanded. I couldn't do anything but nod at that moment in time. He attached my leash again. The cold chain around my neck made me shiver slightly. I didn't like the leash at all. Sometimes if I did something wrong, he would beat me with the leash. The cold chains hitting against my belly.
After he had attached my leash again, he stood up and started to walk across the room all I could do at that moment in time was follow, matching his speed and reaching the litter box at the other side of the kitchen. I smiled as I took my place on top of the small gritty box meant for cats. I bent other on top of it and let me urine flow out.
“Good girl. You see, I don’t want to hurt you. But you make it so hard. You are so disobedient, I have no choice. I may hurt you, but slave. Remember the fact that I love you.” He spoke in a gently, yet loving tone towards me. I could do nothing else but smile a little.
“I love you too, master. And yes, I do know. Presides, you know best for slave.” I looked up at him speaking softly as well with him.
“Ha-ha, Indeed I do, Slave.” He chucked while speaking. After about thirty seconds of standing on top of the litter box, I finally finished using it and smiled. Before he gently pulled me off by the leash. I stood eye to eye with him; He was smiling gently and lovingly at that moment in time.
“Pet, would you like to go for a walk today?” He asked wanting to gain some love from her.
“Yes master, of course I would.” I smiled back. I looked at him for another ten seconds before making a small movement towards the blue feeding mat Lowering my muzzle as I started to gobble up a little more pasta quietly.
“Velocity. Why? Did I say you could eat? You just finished. You know the rules. Then why do you do that?” He questioned me as he stood over me menacingly, furrowing his brow. I looked up at him from over my shoulder with a sad frown upon my face. He went towards the cupboard and started to rummage around. Until he eventually found what he was looking for, after a small while, he eventually pulled out a riding crop, he walked back over to me and whipped it very quick and hard across my flank, my eyes immediately widened at it as the pain started to sink in. he showed no mercy and kept striking me again and again. Until my flank was red raw and stinging.
“Sorry pet, it was required. You disobeyed me. And for this, there will be no walk today!” He spoke loudly. I wanted to go for that walk, but the pain on my flank was horrifying and painful. I couldn't feel my flank, it was very numb indeed. A tear ran down my eye and I squealed gently. He pulled me into the small dimly lit living room by my leash and just sat down, tying me to the chair arm by the steel chain.
“Have I upset you master?” I spoke up at him with such love and compassion for him; I didn't want to get punished.
“Yes, pet. You have. In fact I may send you to your room with no food for the rest of the day!” He spoke sharply and meaningful.
My mind immediately went blank at his news; it was only half past eleven in the morning. I didn't want to go to bed. But I didn't want to get hurt again today.
“…M-Master?” I looked scared at him trying to think of the judgments that were to be handed to me.
“Now, pet. I will stand by my decision. You will go to your room for the rest of the day with no food. BUT! Be a good girl and I will bring up water later for you.” He commanded. The only good thing about his judgments was that I couldn't do anything wrong to get punished again. I just blankly stared at him.
“Yes master. I will go to my room.” I acknowledged starting to trot upstairs.
“Good girl. Please remember, I love you. I only do this for your good.” He spoke sweetly and lovingly.
I just ignored him. I didn't feel loved. Or anything for that matter. I entered my small thin cold room: Plaster falling off the walls, large cracks up the walls. Small splatters of blood on my bed where my master had beaten me.
I looked down at the small ripped white duvet and set myself down. I shivered and shivered. The last thing I can remember was, I have no idea how long I had been there. I could smell master cooking things. So I assumed dinner time. I frowned as a tear came to my eye, all I wanted was to eat. So, I cried and cried and cried and cried. Tears streaming down my face as I turned to face to wall in my room. I then closed my eyes and all went blank.