In the dark room, it was impossible to see almost at all. Twilight attempted to use her magic to see in the dark, but it was of no avail. She was too worn out from the attempts to break out of her chains. Still remaining quiet, she simply laid there, as if she was dead.

They had been in this room for at least a day, although it was hard to keep track of the exact time. Fluttershy surprisingly remained the most talkative out of the two, constantly screaming and attempting to speak to Twilight, but to no end. She brought up the topic of how they got here in the first place. “Oh... it’s no use, Twilight... nobody’s going to rescue us... How did we even get here?!” Twilight attempted to respond albeit very weakly: “I... I... I... forget...” she said. “I’m trying to remember... um, I know that we were knocked out...” Fluttershy said. “Yeah... n-no... shit...” Twilight responded.

All of a sudden, a loud bang is heard coming from the far end of the room. Fluttershy screams in a characteristic manner, as light fills the room. The duo were blinded in the harsh light, of which their eyes were not adjusted to. The two stare at the source of the light, squinting to avoid blindness. It was obvious to them that they were in a basement, as the source of the light was a cellar door. It appeared to be covered in heavy locks and bolts. In the light, a shadow of pitch black is against the harsh light, contrasting with the light as it was some sort of bug on a light bulb.

A voice was then heard. “Why lookie here, Big Mac! It’s our two favorite play ponies!” The voice was said with a type of American Texan draw, a “twang”. The accent was unmistakable, it was Applejack. Followed by the characteristic “Eeyup” coming from her big brother, Big McIntosh. The two trotted down the cellar door’s steps, and Big Mac shut the door behind him, locking every bolt. He clicked on an old light switch, which took a few seconds to click on. The lights finally clicked on and a loud buzzing sound was heard from light bulbs many years old hanging from above.

Applejack slowly walked over to the two bound ponies in the corner of the dark, mildewy basement, looking at various power tools along the way. She eyed the jackhammer menacingly, almost obsessively. She finally reached the two trapped ponies in the corner and looked at them in an odd manner. Finally, Fluttershy decided to speak. “Applejack... why... where are we?” Applejack responded, laughing: “Oh, Fluttershy... I always knew ya was a bit slow in the ol’ membrane. Ya just never knew too much about anything. Ah well, I guess there’s no use changin’ what can’t be changed. Why, yer in my basement!”. Fluttershy responded with a weak “But... Applejack... why?”. Applejack laughed at her question and walked over to Twilight’s almost frozen body chained to the table. She leaned her head down and firmly pressed her lips up against Twilight’s, causing Twilight’s eyes to light up in an explosion of fear and wonder.

Applejack stopped kissing Twilight, and said “Why, Fluttershy... you don’t remember?” Fluttershy shook her head weakly. “Haha... Fluttershy, why, I remember exactly what happened! Probably because I did it... You see, I wanted pleasure. In the last few weeks, I’ve been... craving pleasure. Sexual pleasure, of course. Big Mac here gave me the idea of kid-nappin’ a couple of ponies and keepin’ them all to myself... Just for me! I decided that you two took the cake, my friends. I might even try Rainbow Dash next! She’s one helluva fighter... But I mean, still. I’m just hopin’ that you can take me... because I certainly am gonna take you.” Fluttershy squeaked and closed her eyes, gulping in terror. Applejack reached back down and passionately continued kissing Twilight.

Big McIntosh came over from the table with the power tools on it just as his sister had finished kissing Twilight. He seemed to be grasping in his hoof a power drill with a long dildo on the end of it, sticking down straight into the drill bit. He handed the power drill to his sister, and Applejack started to pull the trigger on the dildo-drill. It spun around at a dizzying pace, something that somepony wouldn’t find pleasurable at all. She hocked up a large amount of saliva and spat on the drill, licking it to make sure it was sufficiently lubricated.

She then took the drill and trotted over to Fluttershy at a painfully slow pace, holding the drill in her mouth, she leaned down towards Fluttershy’s marehood. Fluttershy squeaked and protested, but to no avail. Applejack slowly slid the spittle-lubricated dildo-drill in to Fluttershy’s marehood. At first, Applejack slowly pressed in and outwards, causing a somewhat pleasurable feeling on Fluttershy’s end. After Fluttershy was moaning tenderly, and Applejack knew that she was enjoying it, she turned on the power drill. Suddenly, orgasmic pleasure turned to hell-like pain. The drill spun around at what seemed like an ever increasing revolutions per minute. 300. 500... 800... Jumping up every second. Fluttershy’s marehood started to become incredibly deformed, and was quite literally falling apart. Applejack twisted the drill to ensure Fluttershy reached maximum pain. Fluttershy’s clitoris was battered and deformed, and it was apparent that it couldn’t take much more abuse. Fluttershy was screaming at every possible second, except when she had to take a breath, of course.

After Fluttershy’s marehood was bleeding profusely, with almost no end to the blood which was splattering everywhere, Applejack pulled out and started licking at Fluttershy’s marehood, which was dripping a mixture of blood and urine. The urine trickled down her legs, and Applejack, noticing this, leaned down and started licking all of the urine that was dripping onto the bloody and dirty floor, mixing the dirt, blood and urine into her mouth with spit. She savored the taste, which tasted lovely to her, and motioned to Big Mac to hold open Fluttershy’s mouth. She warned her: “Now you listen here, you’d best open up that pretty mouth of yours, or I’m going to have to rip off your jaw, y’hear?”. Fluttershy slowly opened her mouth, winching in pain from her bleeding marehood, which the urine was mixing in with her cuts now, causing a severe burn.

Applejack slowly but firmly pressed her lips up against Fluttershy’s, swapping the rank mixture from mouth to mouth.. Fluttershy vomited in her own mouth from the mixture, which was being swapped into Applejack’s mouth as a consequence. Applejack smiled and seemed to enjoy the new flavor, and slowly emptied her own mouth, putting the entire mixture into Fluttershy’s. “Now don’t that taste good? Mmmm... Mmm! Tasty, ain’t it? You’d best swallow yer food. It’s good fer ya.” Applejack pointed to Big Mac again, who made a ripping motion, as if he was implying he’d rip Fluttershy’s jaw off. Fluttershy looked at Big Mac, and much to her own disgust, she swallowed the mixture of blood, urine, dirt and saliva.

“Good!” Applejack exclaimed. She then took the power drill again, and leaned Fluttershy forward. Applejack looked at Fluttershy’s tight asshole in envy and lust at the same time. “Phew, Flutter! You must’ve never had anal before! We’ll... we’ll fix that problem right now, won’t we? *laughs*” Fluttershy weakly exclaimed “No...” before realising that resisting was pointless.

Applejack took a hoof and patted Fluttershy’s bloody marehood, slowly bringing it to less of a tap and more to a punch. Applejack was sucking on Fluttershy’s bloody, feces leaking anal cavity now, attempting to empty Fluttershy’s bowels. Applejack stopped sucking, and with a mouthful of feces, she leaned up and kissed Fluttershy, swapping the shit in their mouths. Fluttershy was almost passed out from blood loss and pain. She resisted with all of her little might, but in the end, Applejack forced Fluttershy to swallow all of the
feces. “Well, boy... that sure was fun, wasn’t it?” said Applejack, covered in feces, blood and urine.

Fluttershy, groaned and passed out. Applejack, who had lost interest with Fluttershy shifted her eyes to Twilight. “Oh, Twi... I think you’ll like this...” said Applejack, menacingly.

Twilight Sparkle looked up at Applejack, in a sort of fear that was not seen by her in her entire life. Twilight’s eyes were deep, dark... almost dead, locked in place, not staring at Applejack, but through her.

“Applejack... you... I thought...” Twilight tried to spit out several pleas for an explanation, but Applejack didn’t listen, or particularly care, either way. She wanted pleasure, and she wanted it to cause others the most extreme pain at the same time.

“Shh... Twi, you just shut your pretty little mouth... well, actually, you open it for a minute.” Said Applejack, motioning Big Mac to hold open Twilight’s mouth. Big McIntosh trotted over, and grabbed Twilight’s mane, also pressing her jaw down, opening her mouth. Twilight pleaded with moans and groans, as Big Mac held her mouth open.

“Now Twi, I think you’re gonna like this...” Applejack said, as she jumped up on the table, spread her legs, stepping over Twilight’s head, with her marehood directly on top of her mouth. Twilight shut her eyes, and tried to hold her mouth shut to no avail, clamping them tight in anticipation of the unknown thing that was about to come.

Suddenly, a warm substance, Applejack’s urine, trickled down on Twilight’s face, dripping into Twilight’s mouth. The warm urine tasted horrible to Twilight, and she tried to spit it out. Applejack noticed this, and reached down, still pissing, and said “Nuh-uh, Twi. You’re gonna drink it all and swallow it, too.” Twilight immediately stopped reeling, and started swallowing the urine in fear. Applejack, who was running out of urine in her bladder, pushed harder to attempt to squeeze it all out. She accidentally squeezed out some feces as well, dripping down into
[ THE END ]

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