Snow Crystals

Snowdrop awoke slowly. Her mind was still stuck on her previous dream.

"A dream, that's all it was." Snowdrop managed to frown after coming upon this realization.

However, as Snowdrop soon regained control of her sleepy muscles she felt that she was not in her own bed. She felt rope around all of her hooves. Her forelegs were raised upward, while her hind legs were spread eagle. She soon felt that she was suspended in mid air. The room she was in was not her own, no, far from it. The temperature was cold, which was enjoyable to Snowdrop, but also felt heavy and humid.

Snowdrop sniffed the air curiously, flinching slightly as the smell of a cavern invaded her sense of smell. She smelled minerals, and took in the scent as one associated with caves. She had only been in a cavern once or twice throughout her young life, however her sense of smell was keen. What fate had failed to give her in sight enhanced all of her other senses

Snowdrop suddenly remembered the restraints around her hooves and tried to move. She only managed to flail around as the rope held to her in the air. She attempted to gnaw at her restraints, but couldn't reach her muzzle to them. She was completely helpless.

Snowdrop was startled by the faint sound of  hoovesteps. They were getting louder, closer. She couldn't tell from where at the moment, but by the sound and speed of the hoovesteps she knew the approaching pony was descending down a stairway.

"Hello, is anypony there? I need some help! Please help me!" Snowdrop called for her assistance.

Instead of assistance came a voice. One deep and mature. One she quickly associated with a adult stallion.

"Nopony is around to help you. But you're safe, don't worry. You will not be hurt here, for this is my personal chamber. And you, my sweet little filly, should be grateful for being allowed in such a place." Said the voice. It was almost commanding, yet not harsh or shrewd.

"I know of your restraint. Your unable to view my beautiful crystals." Sombra said with a hiss. Blindness was somewhat uncommon for ponies. Something rarely seen or heard of. King Sombra knew Snowdrop was blind by the lack of vividness in her eyes. They were almost grey.

"You... know?" Snowdrop asked in a serious but surprised tone. She was surprised anypony knew except her mother. The fact that this complete stranger knew she was blind was odd, and she wore a confused frown, as if questioning Sombra how he knew.

"Yes..." King Sombra whispered into Snowdrop's ear. He brought a hoof up to her flank and enjoyed the feel of her soft, young coat. She was cold, much colder than other ponies. Sombra gazed at her tail, and quickly seized it in his muzzle. Snowdrop yelped in surprise and slightly in pain. Sombra, on the other hoof sniffed her tail. She smelled like fresh dew, or maybe melted snow. Sombra couldn't decide, but he had plans for this little filly.

Sombra levitated Snowdrop out of her restraints, which for a moment made Snowdrop very happy. Then, Sombra carried the blind filly over to a rather large and wide crystal. It had a curved piece on one end, not jagged or chipped at all. He levitated large crystals with chains and cuffs over and onto Snowdrop's hooves.

"Please, Let me go! I've done nothing wrong!" Snowdrop wailed out, but to no avail. Sombra slowly lowered her onto the crystal, having her entire body straddle it on her stomach, then slid her backward until the cured crystal met her tight, puckered plothole.

"What are you doing to me? Let me go! Please, just let me go! I won't tell anypony! Just don't hurt-" Snowdrop's words were quickly interrupted as a ballgag was slipped into her muzzle and fastened around her head. She tried to speak, but she only managed to droll. She felt completely helpless and depressed in her current state, and begged to go home.

"You're mine now, filly." Sombra said as he lubricated the curved crystal with his own saliva. He very much loved the taste of crystals, or more likely everything about them. Though he knew that it wasn't the only thing that needed lubrication. But then he remembered that she was still scared, and he locked her hooves down with restraints yet again before continuing.

He turned his head slightly and took in the filly's musk. With a big whiff he smelled her virgin pussy, the sweet honeypot that smelled like a winter forest. He also smelled her plothole, which smelled faintly like shit. He decided he would choose her fillyhood first.

Sombra began to prod at Snowdrop's entrance with his tongue, which made Snowdrop squeak in surprise and attempt to flail around. The restraints were working to Sombra's advantage, as he slowly licked the filly's little cyan pussy lips. She tasted divine! She tasted just as she smelled, but even more potent as it came from the source. He gave her tiny clit a small lick, which caused Snowdrop to yelp in pleassure. She was beginning to feel it.

Snowdrop was completely confused with herself. Here she was, a blind filly restrained on a crystal with a strange stallion tasting her most private of areas! She felt scared, but also felt the pleasure. She remembered how much she loved to clop. How much she loved to lay on a cloud in a cold night and prod at her tiny, cute clit. She would cum and squirt her juices onto the cloud, thinking someday it would empty her essence onto a random pony, who would then smell like her little filly pussy.

Snowdrop couldn't control herself as Sombra lapped at her tiny clit. She moaned into the gag and her tongue attempted to loll out of her mouth. Meanwhile, Sombra's muzzle was getting lightly coated in filly juices. He moved from her clit and dove his tongue directly into her honeypot, which quickly contracted around his tongue in an attempt to push him out. This quickly subsided as his lapped at her inner walls, and her pussy now contracted him inward.

Snowdrop was in a complete contradiction, she was blissfully unhappy! She felt herself getting closer to orgasm, and loved the feeling. At the same time, she felt like she should hate this stranger for doing this to her.

Soon enough, Snowdrop came. She squealed loudly and her eyelids shut tightly. Her pussy locked down around Sombra's tongue and warm, thick streaks of filly cum filled his mouth and coated his muzzle. He sucked eagerly at her love tunnel. Lapping up her delicious juices like candy while Snowdrop rode out her orgasm. When Sombra finally pulled away, thick, sticky strands of filly cum connected him to her hole, which was now open slightly with a complicated web of juices inside her.

Sombra then dived for her plothole. Snowdrop yelped again in surprise. She had never teased her butt before, and the feeling of a hot, thick stallion tongue licked at her dirty entrance made her feel weird. She couldn't protest, and she definitely couldn't move away as Sombra licked her puckered anus. He licked around her ring, directly prodding her hole sometimes, but never entering. When she was finally lubed up, he decided he was done. He then pushed her directly onto the curved crystal.

"NNNH!" Snowdrop cried out in pain! Never in her life had anything went up there before! It was painful at first, but then felt good. As if something was barely entering her and teasing her anus. She didn't moan, nor did she complain. Nothing felt good about it, but it certainly didn't feel bad either. While the sensation may feel slightly good, her emotions were at a total loss.

King Sombra stood there, watching his little filly tried her hardest to get off of the artificial anal toy, and only managing to pleasure herself. He levitated a tough riding crop over to Snowdrop, who has grunting and getting herself off on a crystal.

Sombra swatted at her flank with average force, meeting her soft coat with a loud swatting sound. Snowdrop cried out in pain, which made her receive another swing across her soft, little rump. She cried out in pain again, but this time it felt different. It felt inviting, like she had done something wrong and now she receives punishment.

"Are you a dirty little filly? Are you a masochist for your master? Scream in pain, you filthy filly!" Sombra swatted at her repeatedly, and Snowdrop cried out in agony. She had no idea what a masochist was, but if it was receiving pain that soon felt like pleasure she wouldn't argue! She absolutely enjoyed this!

After a few minutes of punishment, Sombra stopped with his assault and licked her red flank. Snowdrop sighed as his warm, thick tongue slid across her strike marks. Sombra could smell the filly's arousal. She had seriously gotten off, both from the anal play and the riding crop. But he wouldn't tease her, not yet.

At least not in her little snatch. No, he wouldn't tease her love tunnel just yet. He had something else in mind. He levitated a pair of crystal anal beads from a distant chest, the same place he took out all of his other instruments of pleasure. He slid Snowdrop off of the curved crystal, which was rather easy due to the copious amounts of filly love juice covering that part of the crystal, and she moaned through her ball gag. Apparently, she must have loved the anal play very much.

Sombra lubricated the anal beads with his saliva, and slowly pushed the smallest one against her moist anus. Snowdrop moaned again, and the littlest anal bead slid in with ease. The next went in just as easy, and the third, and the fourth. The little pervert was taking in the anal beads gleefully, moaning as they slipped into her tight embrace. Soon, even the largest one was in. Sombra could clearly see a small bulge in the filly's abdomen, and he wondered how much she was enjoying having a whole string of crystal beads deep in her tight little plothole.

With little effort, Sombra pulled the beads out of Snowdrop, who moaned loudly and convulsed over the immense pleasure. She was having the time of her life! Never before had she felt such a pleasure, and she could feel herself getting very close to cumming. When the final anal bead slipped out, she squealed. The filly squirted all over the crystal, some even landing on Sombra and showering him in delectable filly cum.

When her orgasm finally subsided, she was panting. Sombra walked over to her front and undid the ball gag.

"There is more to come, my sweet little slave. But first, I will grant you what you have been deprived of." And with that, Sombra began to cast a spell.