Slave Pony Thread #126

CRAAAAWLING IIIIN MY CRAAAAWL
the general

Steel Steed is best Russian pony. American capitaist glue farm leader Cadence delights in suffering. She is not the people's pony.

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[One-shot] "Sadistic Romance" - Sapphire Shores
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> Bobbing her head to the beat of the music, Sapphire Shores closes her eyes and bounces her weight from side to side. The mare and her band are performing on-stage, and it is the guitar solo now, accompanied by the drums as prominent features of the song. The “Pony of Pop” simply dances and keeps a distance from the standing microphone, rocking her body to the beat as HE, her owner and lover, dazzles the crowd with his version of the guitar solo. She takes her cue from HIM as he provides the vocals just before the ending chorus, and moving her muzzle to the microphone again, Sapphire takes a deep breath before projecting her voice into it.
“Whhoooaaa… How do you… the things you do?… No one I know could ever keep up with you…”

> Just like in rehearsal, the backup singers are doing a fantastic job. They hit their notes just right, and the sound specialist had made sure that their microphone volumes are just nice; their singing do not overpower her own voice as she belts out the remainder of the chorus to the crowd. Coupled with the lights and the fog generated by the smoke machines, the performance of the high-energy pop song is a sight to marvel at.
> “… How do you do! …. Did it ever make sense to you to cry: Bye, Bye Bye?...”
> The pale gold ‘Earth’ pony, with her cobalt blue mane and tail, feels a deep sense of elation as she dances and sings her heart out; seeing her fans below - humans and ponies alike, dancing and singing along with her… It brings the mare much fulfilment and joy. She is living up to her purpose. She is doing what her cutie mark tells her to.
> “Yeeaah! How do you… the things you do? No one I know could ever keep up with you…”

>>30845088
> Never had she hoped to perform again when she was brought to Earth as a slave, but her owner… her Master… the man on the electric guitar; HE gave her a second chance. He used to be a vocalist and a guitarist in a local band that folded, and after buying her and learning of her talent and history, he decided to give up his career as an accountant and pursue his childhood dream of being a performer again. Turning to give that wonderful man a grin as she sings, the pony catches him smiling warmly back at her, even as his hands seem to be flying over the electric guitar. They are performing together. They are living out their dreams and passions together on-stage in front of a crowd that adores them. Sweet Celestia does she love him so…
> “How do you do!”
> Sapphire flicks her front hoof up in the air as she closes the song proper, and there is a moment when the only thing that can be heard in the stadium is the echo of her last note. Then, the crowd explodes as they applaud the singer and her band, and even as she pants and gasps from the exertion of her performance, the mare can see many of the audience members giving her a standing ovation and waving their light-sticks at her. She grins and bows, stepping back to gesture to each of her band members with a hoof as the crowd whoops, cheers, clap their hands and stomp their hooves to show their appreciation to the musicians.

>>30845093
> Even as she speaks a few words to the gathered group of humans and ponies, thanking them for their support and wishing them a safe journey home, the singer cannot keep her eyes off her man. She is filled with so much gratitude and joy for the gift that he has given her, and now, all she wants to do is show her appreciation to him. He is a little crude in his speech, and he does have a habit of taking too much alcohol when the opportunity arises, but these are small prices to pay for the love, care and attention he gives her in return. And not to mention, he IS quite handsome…
> Sapphire blushes as naughty thoughts fill her mind, and she makes sure that her tail is firmly covering her backside; later, after this is over, she is going to show how much she loves him… Maybe, she will try THAT THING he suggested three nights ago. It will hurt, from what she has heard from her marefriends, but if it makes him happy...
> The mare smirks as she watches her lover keep the guitar in its case.
> “Tonight… is going to be sensaaational…”
> She muttered that quietly to herself just before she bites her lower lip.
> …

> Things do not always go according to plan. True, Sapphire loves her fans and appreciates the support they show her, but she tries to treat them all equally. Sometimes though, the Pony of Pop has to do more than what was required, especially when her event manager decides to offer private ‘Meet-and-Greet’ sessions without informing her first. They had talked about this, and after some… well, heated negotiations, she has decided to just offer three sessions tonight.

>>30845100
> The singer smiles warmly as the small group of pony mares take their leave from her dressing room. They seem so happy as they bounce around their owner, practically prancing out the door as they giggle and thank him for his generosity. In the brief moment before the next (and last) session, the ‘Earth’ pony mare lets her smile falter as the reality of her situation sinks in. Earth… This world, and this country… has institutionalised slavery. More specifically, pony slavery. Slavery of her kind. Despite the legal protections that are offered to them by the Human government, ponies are still… property.
> Sapphire snatches up a glass of water and downs it quickly, feeling that sense of indignity flare within her. It is not fair at all… Ponies are sapient beings; no different from a human… and yet, her kind is treated no different from animals.
> No… not even animals. Equestria had animals, and even THEY are not subjected to the abuses and cruelty that she has come to witness and learn of during her time here on Earth. During her time in the pony slave auction houses.
> Ponies are objects. Items. Commodities… Not persons.
> “Dammit… Celestia dammit.”
> Sapphire sighs deeply in sorrow, but as her gaze rests on the photograph on her dressing table, the mare allows herself a smile. It is a picture of HIM and her; she is between his arms as he holds her to his chest, and they are sitting on a picnic mat on the beach, grinning widely and cheekily at the camera in a ‘selfie’ pose. That man is HIM: her owner… her Master… and her lover.

>>30845108
> Reaching a hoof over to touch the glass, the pony sighs again, but it is one of contentment and gratitude this time. The performer feels lucky to have been chosen by him – she knows this; he is kind, generous and a wonderfully decent human, so different from the others of his kind. He bought her because he wanted a pony to look after the house when he is working, but living together as lonely singles, their relationship quickly blossomed into a love that is fierce, powerful and passionate, especially after he discovered her love for music is something that they both shared.
> And the sex… Oh Luna’s big blue plot, the sex. He is so gentle, yet so passionate. Bold and daring, yet considerate and loving. He is everything she ever dreamed-
> *Knock* *Knock*
> “Sapphire? This is Alan, the holder of a VIP pass. He is here to see you and-”
> There was an unusual sound after the voice gets cut off abruptly, as if something heavy, like a sack of fruit, has dropped to the ground. That voice belonged to her event manager, right outside her door, and there seems to be a scuffle of sorts as she listens.
> “Preppy? Prepped Clipboard? Are you okay? Hello?”
> The mare frowns as she sits up in her chair, turning to the door as she waits for her event manager to open it. Sapphire was about to call out again when the door does open, and immediately she freezes at what she sees. A hooded human male steps in, carrying an unconscious Prepped Clipboard inside the dressing room with an arm across the stallion’s chest. The man’s face is obscured by a balaclava, and itt is then that the singer’s blood turns cold – that human has a revolver pressing on the pony’s temple. Kicking the door closed, the intruder growls at her.
> “Keep your voice down, darling, or your dear friend here will get a bullet in his cutesy little pony head.”
> The mare’s eyes widen in shock and fear. Sweet Celestia, this isn’t happening… This cannot be happening…

>>30845114
> “Wha-… Don’t hurt him! P-please! W-what… what do you want? Who are you? Please, don’t hurt him!”
> It was all she can stammer out in her panic. Her mind is a blank, and she is already sweating profusely. Her eyes dart to her event manager and back to meet the assailant’s own. When he speaks again, she can HEAR the smirk in his voice.
> “You. I want you, darling. Sapphire Shores; the famous “Pony of Pop”. You are coming with me if you don’t want this bastard to breathe through the side of his head.”
> Sapphire’s gaze follows the man’s pistol as he uses it to gesture towards the door. The man then flicks the weapon back to her friend’s head.
> “Parking lot B. Just down the hallway. Blue sedan; boot’s already open. Move, now.”
> Not once did she think to defy him. Sapphire has undergone… well, training… during her time in the auction house, and despite her lover and Master’s efforts to rehabilitate her, the impulse to immediately obey a given order overwhelms all other thought processes, especially since her friend’s life is in danger. Numbly and almost immediately, the mare canters out of her dressing room, heading towards the mentioned parking lot with the intruder following close behind.
> How this crazed man managed to sneak in is a question only the Princesses can answer, but that is the least of Sapphire’s concerns now. All she can think of is to comply… to obey… and to submit. Fear is generally never kind to a person’s rationality.

>>30845119
> The instant he reaches the car, the man drops Prepped Clipboard and pockets the pistol. Before the mare can react, he reaches down and wraps an arm around her waist causing her to scream and flail. He punches the pony in her stomach, knocking the wind out of her before tossing her in the boot. Sapphire does not give in; she fights him with every ounce of strength she can muster, using her hooves, teeth and even the crown of her head in her struggle to get free. With adrenaline coursing through her system, her mind is now focused on two things: First, looking for any openings that her assailant is leaving for her, so she can exploit them to hurt the bastard who wants to take her; and second, getting away from him so she can go back to her owner and lover.
> Snarling, the man grips her tail and pulls hard, and the resulting burst of pain leaves the mare gasping and choking for breath. Clenching her eyes tightly as tears escape them, Sapphire grits her teeth and grimaces, unable to even yell as the agony of that brutal action completely incapacities her. All she can do is arc her back as an intense fire flares in her back. Then, the world becomes dark as her assailant slams the boot shut.
> “Sapphire!”
> For just that brief moment, the mare’s attention shifts to the sound of her name as she recognises that voice, but the pain in her back snatches away her focus almost immediately. It is HIM. HE has come for her. HE is going to-
> *Tunk!* *Tunk!*
> The semi-sealed confines of the boot make the sounds from the outside seem strangely muffled and distorted, but those two distinct sounds are clear to the singer. They are gunshots.
> Pounding her hooves weakly at the padded roof of the boot, Sapphire’s crying becomes harder and more frantic as she realised what has just happened. No… Not HIM… Please not HIM…
> “… no…. Celes… no… please… no”

>>30845121
> Her soft, pained mutters of protest and disbelief are drowned out by the sound of the engine starting, and the injured mare can only sob in despair as she feels the car moving off. She had known HIM for five months. Her Master and lover… only five months… And just when she thought her life has changed for the better… when she thought that she has found happiness again, here on Earth… this happened.
> Sapphire Shores cries and cries; it is the only thing she can do, other than gasp in pain when the vehicle hits a bump on the road. All that she can focus her mind on is that picture of him and her on the beach… and what he suggested three nights ago. The mare should be worried about what is going to happen to her. She should be worried about trying to get the Celestia-damned boot opened. She should be worried about her event manager… but all she can think of is HIM, and him alone. His safety. His well-being. His happiness. And his immense love for her.
> If only… if only she had agreed to do it.
> If only.
> …

> Sapphire’s breathing is shallow and weak. Her body just felt like a huge bruise. She is laying motionless on the floor of her rusted cage, in the dimly-lit basement of the assailant’s house.
> Why did she do it? Why did she tell him? He… he was so cruel… He… exploited that. He exploited her honesty… Honesty; one of the Elements! The mare lived up to it… but it did not bring her Harmony at all. It brought her pain. It hurt her.

>>30845123
> That night, six days ago, when the singer was dragged by screaming by her mane from the car and into this… abyss, he forced her to list off romantic things she did with HIM - her owner and lover. Her captor, or “Daddy”, as she now is forced to call him, apparently knew HIM, and from what little she managed to gather, he seems to have a grudge or jealousy of some sort towards HIM. Whatever their history, “Daddy” meant it when he said he will make her suffer for being HIS. He used that list he made for his amusement, and the mare suffered much as a result.
> Just now, he did give her “a massage that she would never forget” as he promised; similar to how her owner and lover did it with his wonderful hands and fingers, being firm and yet so wonderfully gentle, he also used his as well… except that he pressed and pushed with extreme force, attacking and bruising the pressure points on her already dehydrated, starved and sleep-deprived body. The mare screamed until her throat is burning, choosing to just give “Daddy” what he wanted: her voice; her “beautiful voice that holds so much passion”, as how he puts it. He is gone now, having raped the barely conscious mare after she had no more strength to give any form of reaction to his brutal and sadistic treatment of her.
> Staring at the same rusted metal gate of her cage for the past five minutes now, Sapphire Shores does not move a muscle except for the light heaving of her chest. She couldn’t even cry anymore – she simply does not have the strength, nor the will to do so. Instead, she just lays on the floor, her entire body aching and throbbing painfully as she cursed herself.

>>30845126
> Why DID she tell him what they did? Why couldn’t she have kept that list shorter? That was the “massage”, the second item on the list, and already, Sapphire knows she will probably not survive all five of them. The first was a “bath”, where “Daddy” covered her with entire body with hot sauce and left it on her coat overnight, four days ago. How she screamed and cried and trashed that night – her body was on fire, and the sauce BURNED her mercilessly, and even after the thorough cleansing she received the next morning, her body continued to torture her for the next three hours. The mare was sure that even the worst monsters in Equestria were not subjected to such immense cruelty even in Tartarus, and she prayed earnestly that no pony should ever, EVER, have to go through what she did. The pain… that fire… It was excruciating. If she survives this, the mare would probably never want to take spicy food again.
> Even in her weaken and numb state, Sapphire Shores feel silent tears leak from her eyes. Death is welcomed – she has gone through two of the items on that list, and already, the mare does not want to live anymore. A bath and a massage; two innocent and loving acts as given by HIM, were twisted and warped into versions that mocked the comfort and care that she felt with her owner and lover when HE did those things to her. Now, she still has three more items to go through: a candlelit dinner, a serenade and a sunbath, and she dreads what “Daddy”’s twisted mind will turn those into. He never even gave proper reasons for doing the things he did, and strangely enough, this was what bothered the singer the most, above the suffering he has caused her.
> Why are they so different? “Daddy” and HIM? Why is the latter so kind, generous and loving, and the former so evil, selfish and cruel? What kind of world produce persons like “Daddy”? What did he go through that made him so different from HIM? What happened that-

>>30845133
> The sudden sound of shouting from above earned itself only a slight twist of her head as Sapphire Shores moved her eyes and ears towards the sound. Hurting too badly to move, the mare barely even jumped when there was a burst of gunfire from above. Instead, she closes her eyes and prays in her heart for the Princesses to grant her deliverance from her sorrow and pain, and to allow her to be reunited with HIM in Harmonic existence. HE believed in an afterlife, but she did not; yet, the thought of having some form of unity after death does feel comforting in its own way. She wants to see HIM again… To love HIM again, and receive HIS love. Celestia knows how much she wants HIM by her side again.
> Several pairs of muffled thumps are coming from the direction of the stairs, and the mare slowly shifts her gaze towards the new arrivals. Other humans; two of them, but dressed in a funny attire: they are wearing almost all-black, complete with helmets, boots and a variety of other equipment on a black vest that looks heavy, and their faces are covered by balaclavas. Yet, the thing that captures her attention most are the items in their hands; these humans are armed with weapons.
> Watching them silently and without moving, Sapphire notes how they spread out to check the basement for any other inhabitants before the both of them move to the front of her cage. One of them; a male, from his physique, busies himself with the lock on the cage door, while the other human kneels down in front of her. This one is female, judging from the sound of her voice as she reaches a hand up to push a button on her radio.
> “Charlie to Zulu. Charlie to Zulu. We have located and secured the package at Lima Bravo; she is conscious but immobile. Injuries look bad. Requesting a medical team. Over.”
> Even in her weakened state, the pony manages a small frown.
> What? “Package”? “Lima Bravo”? What about “Daddy”? Who are these people? What do they-

>>30845136
> Removing her helmet and sliding off her balaclava, the kneeling human is a pretty and young Chinese lass with a her hair in a bun; her facial features are sharp, complete with a set of small lips and a pair of hazel eyes. She is smiling gently at Sapphire when the other human reproaches her.
> “God dammit Charlie! You know we are not supposed to-”
> Her response is swift and curt as she glares up at him.
> “Fuck off Anon! She is scared of us, alright? Let me do this my way, dammit!”
> “Fine. You answer to Zulu later. He’ll kick your ass for this.”
> Ignoring her colleague, “Charlie” turns to smile at the motionless pony. Her gaze is soft and her voice is gentle.
> “Sapphire Shores? We are officers from an Equestrian Citizens Affairs Department Rescue Team. We are here to help you and bring you to your Master. He is waiting for you at Florence General Hospital, where you too, will be receiving emergency medical care.”
> The pony can only blink in surprise and disbelief. Is she… Is HE… What…
> “Charlie” reaches a hand through the metal bars and touches the mare’s dirty and dishevelled mane, trying to reassure her as best as she can while her partner continues his attempts to open the lock with a tool.
> “You heard me. Your Master is alive, and we are going to bring you to him. You are safe now, Miss Shores. It’s over.”

>>30845140
Did a one-shot for the fun of it, and I used the BICT universe as the setting. Do let me know what you think, yeah?

Stay awesome! ^^

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>>30845150
>Actually wanting to be with HIM.

Should I post my stuff here?
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1HMfKvqvruj3QIWFsR2YVbF_9wxNVsNaCPB7e5lDetDQ/edit

>>30845071
>I have literally no clue what goes on in here but I'll just assume it's an edgefest based off the title
I also like to have opinions on things I know nothing about

>>30845205
True presidential material here.

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>>30845156
I was wondering why did you not after editing

>>30845205

>>30845123
>> Her soft, pained mutters of protest and disbelief are drowned out by the sound of the engine starting, and
>>30845126
>> That night, six days ago, when the singer was dragged by screaming by her mane from the car and into this… abyss,

oh yes, clearly nothing edgy going on here

piss off

>>30845233
Yeah, thanks, man. Few ppl has pre-read this mess. But still, should it be put here?

>>30845262
Wtf not

>>30845237
I don't think you know what edgy is. It's okay for you to admit you're retarded. You clicked on a general you know you didn't like because you wanted to make a le epick trol first post, and now it's time for you to piss off.

>>30845237
Well, that edgefest at least was somewhat inventive, not all cliche.

>>30845269
I've been following this thread from the beginning, triggered nigger. It has gotten noticeably more edgy over time.

>>30845281
And I've been following you since the beginning and you've been getting noticeably more retarded over time.

See? I can make shit up, too.

>>30845281
then either leave or write your own stuff.

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>>30845289
Except you didn't

>>30845281
This thread has only gotten more hugboxxy over time you fucking sperg

>>30845306
Touche

> Can you writestraights keep them in character?
damn

K, there's one retarded story I wrote when I was drunk and stuck in the elevator for the whole night
"Escape into the Wild" - Rainbow, AJ

***

> Be Anon

> Slave poners have been a thing for almost a year now, but you quit being overly enthusiastic about this shit. You used to give a damn before, but you just didn't have enough money or the will to buy one, then make it happy, buy all her friends and send them back to wherever they came from.

> You know, standard procedure.

> Like a ponified regular shitty plot from those chinese harem cartoons.

> All the slaves that you could have saved had already either disappeared, been beaten to death, ripped apart by stray dogs, or gone somewhere where you couldn't find them. Not that you had the will to do so anyways That's usually what happens when you do the same stuff over and over again without changing anything in your life. Can't really get excited for anything and truly care for anyone. Or anypony. All the money for their lives already spent on booze and expensive gaming gear. Bad endings just keep happening here and there. Still have two kidneys though.

> Happy thoughts aside, today was your 25th birthday, and you decided to go on a camping trip today to fulfill your boring-ass life or whatever. Alone.

> After parking your car on some decent looking piece of wasteland, you spend about half an hour setting your camp and preparing something that looks like a soup on an open fire.

> What better to do in the woods, alone with the mother nature in the middle of the night?

> Getting drunk and surfing the web on your cheap-ass chinese tablet, of course!

> SergeantHorseFucker64 is now online and horny. Feels like you were in your old apartment on a dusty office chair again, and no fresh air and calm nature sounds can take it from you.

> But while trying for the third fucking time to send a world changing shitpost, you noticed something.

> Two dark figures were slowly heading your way.

> Fffu-uck! Take a photo and send it right away! They won't believe it! Screw getting a metal bat in your tent, this is more important! Hope it hasn't reached the bump limit yet.

> Two shits that look like wolves were only about 20 feet from you.

- Hey…

>>30845269
>>30845289
Did someone forget his nap today?

> *flash*

> It talked? O-o-oh...

- "Whoa! What gives?..." - said skinny blue talking wolf thing.

> When you took a better look at it, there was a pony on your screen with a dirty rainbow hair and another orange one with a cowboy hat.

> Escaped ponies, that's for sure.

> The orange one spoke this time:

- "Uh... hey there, fella."

> shit, wait, cowpon...
*send* *send* *send*

> You're a retarded drunked oxygen waste crap factory

- "That's some r'ly delish stuff ya made ther', ah can smell it mile away, ya know. Don'cha mind tah share sum with us?"

> Well, mother Celestia love me between armpits with a bar chair, what a lovely night.

k, play it cool

> "Sure, you like spicy stuff? Or you can wait a bit and I'll make you a salad. Well, salad..."

> They start slowly surrounding you.

> "Some canned corn, korean carrot, a few apples... uh... some bread? Really fresh bread, we can roast..."

- No can do, sugah. Ah’m mighty sorry, but we'll have sum of these, with everythang ya got on top.

> yo

- Yeah, we’ll take your stuff. And we’ll do horrible things to you. The same horrible things that you bald alien motherbuckers did to us and all of our friends and families! - blue shouts.

> Gee, first time ever you're talking to ponies who aren’t somebody's property and they're trying to kill/rape(?) ya for a birthday cake. But, uh... like, really now? You most likely weigh more than them combined, and you're too drunk to be scared now. Or maybe not quite drunk enough, but still you remember one myth that alcohol can't make you more pumped up for awhile. Not believing that bullcrap for a second.

> You're still sitting dumbfounded.

> "Lovely. Can’t we talk about this? Just for a sec?"

> In response, the cowpony turns around, ready to buck you in the fayc

> Jesus Christ on a gyroboard, pony, don't show me that

> "Yeah, sure, It's in my favor, I get it. Maybe later."

- Ya-a-a-ah! - a sudden adorable warcry comes from behind.

> Blue pony has wrapped her hooves around your neck, presumably trying to keep you in place. She could have bucked you from behind, first... first maybe you gotta protect your head, don't wanna fall unconscious and miss all the... plot twists.

- Now, AJ! - she shouts in your ear as she presses her head into the back of your neck.


> Aww.

>>30845367
Wow. You fucking got me, there. Excellent comeback, my dude

> With all your drunken might you cover your face with both of your arms and jump back, carrying the light pegasus with yourself on the way.
> Oh, did I mention that you were tall and totally not skinny? Just like irl!
> Her connected buck hurts a bit on your elbow. And by a bit you mean a lot. Your reflexes kick in in time and you press your arm on the ground while landing, avoiding falling on a blue pony.
> One hundred pushups, one hundred situps!
> The orange one immediately closes the distance and prepares to buck again. You grab the pegasus from behind by her hooves and stand up, throwing her over your shoulder, but get bucked in the chest by the almighty redneck horsie. Ignoring the pain, you try to protect both of you again and grab her mid-air, to avoid her getting hurt by landing, but then trip on your own junkie tablet and softly land with her on a cowpony, sandwiching her between you two.

> Pomf!

> After the longest 3 seconds of your life, you pinched her ear and whispered in it:

> "Not gonna work."

"Get off!!"

> And immediately you do, raising your arms in defence, feeling a bit disappointed. But she is still laying on top of orang... AJ and giving you a death stare.

> "You ok, pony?"

> God, you need a camera right now.

"Uhm... hint-hint?" - said cowpony

> Her expression suddenly reddens

"Oh..."

> It feels like a broken ribs cliche in your chest kicks in. Everything is worth seeing guilty looking ponies later, hopefully.

>>30845380
I want reddit to leave.

> One awkward positions changing later.

"I got'im good, Rainbow. Ah think."

> Yeah, that ^

> So she's a Rainbow. Those weird red indian names, man. And what does AJ stand for? Acres Job?

"Nice job, AJ. Let's finish off this smelly pony rapist!"

> - Charmed.

> She sighs slowly.

"One by one."

"You n' me, gal"

> After a brief scuffle of some horse mma, headbutts, bucks, and trying to choke you to death from them, and some retarded wwe from your side, including just catching, holding, pushing and throwing them around, the two seemed to finally exhaust themselves, barely standing and panting loudly. Well, you too, covered in bruises and hyperventilating, but... trying to do it quietly, to make them think that you're not tired. And keepin' it cool.
Shit, dizzy! Screw it, turn around. Breathe... breathe...

"Ha! *pant* C'mon, AJ. We got it!"

"R-ra... *pant* ...bow, ah... don... *pant* thi...k... think... *pant* that..."

"Just... a final push *pant* one... two..."

> oh ffs

> "Listen, pony. - You said, still facing back - I don't want to hurt you. While you were trying your hardest to kill me, I didn't even land a single punch on you."

"It's... it's cause you can't!"

> - You seriously thi...

"...and too slow!"

> "You seriously think that I was fighting back for real?"

"*pant* don't try to save... your monkey ass!"

" *pant* D-dash... *pant* s-s... uh..."

"Face it, buddy, you're screwed!"

> Oh, well. Let me show you, then. Have you heard about pepper spray?

> You can hear her gulp, heading to your backpack at the tent. You've picked your handy metal bat from a small section. Always bring a metal bat.

> "Can you see that thing? I could knock down a bear with it."

> You duck and hit a nearby rock with it for demonstration. And nothing happens. You roll it in your arm for some reason, like you were holding it wrong. Then you hit it again and the rock cracks in half.

> "Yeah, I've never hit a bear with it, but... that can happen."

> Now she look terrified, as you start walking towards her.

> "Now step closer to me so I can prove it."

"Eh... em..."

> "Not feeling like it? That's fine. But you can always run away, not like me. - You throw your bat away, but not too far - Well, technically, you can outsprint me, but not outrun. Its because we have superior buttcrac..."

"Three! Ya-a-ah!"

> You turn to face a pony bum banshee again, jumping on you and throwing her skinny hoofsies around, while you just sidestep her and do ws2, ewgf, df+1~2, double hellsweep into... you catch her by the ribs and try to push to the ground, while her back legs connect with surface and she pushes back, making you both land on your butts.
Wait a sec. You’re holding her from behind, arms wrapped around her belly and torso, while she is jiggling and shaking in your grasp, trying to get free. Those pony ribs. This fluffy dirty belly. Good lord.
> ...
> A rainbow toilet brush hitting you in the chin has turned you back to reality. Seems like she hurt herself more than you with that headbutt. Just pet it.

"AJ!"

> Oh shit, wait! Her! You immediately turned your head around, while Rainbow was still kept in place.

> ...

> Well, shit. Countryside down. She just fainted. Shit. Uh-h...

"AJ, what's taking you?! Just buck this ape! What are you waiting for?!"

> You stand with her and turn, gently placing her on the ground. Without a single word she sprinted to her friend and started shaking her on shoulders.

"Hey, hey! What happened?! AJ?! What..."

> Now she's looking at you, teary - eyed.

"You monster! What did you do to her?!"

> "You're a bit of a dummy, aren't ya? - you said, getting back to your supplies."

"What did you do?!"

> "She did that to herself. Getting into a slapstick fight on an empty stomach might be not the brightest idea ever. When was the last time she ate something?"

"Few days... maybe. Or five..."

> ...

"What... u-u-u-h-h... what we do now?"

> We. Ok, that! It happened too quick.

> "M'sorry? "We"?"

> You're being an evil ass and enjoying the hell out of it. Not in a bad way though. Or was it?

"I... It's... ..."

> So desperate. Oh man.
> So, what do we have for the occasion? There’s a full bottle of pineapple juice, not like 100% fresh, but cheaper and with a shitload of sugar in it. That's kinda what we need right now. Green apples. Quite sweet, despite being green. Slice some.

"AJ... Wake up..."

> Shit, this is getting out of hand. K, yogurt... how old is it?

"You're... you're scared her!"

> You give her an "are you shittin' me?" look, then get back to digging.

> "Neh."

"She was scared..."

> "Not the case."

"Why would..."

> Why would I care? Like she doesn’t want me to care? Choosing sides, eh? She's so lost and confused. Not lovely. Fuck yogurt, also. Gotta need some ammonia to wake her up. Or just choke her with juice while she's... oh fuck that's definitely sounds like sobbing.

> Rushing to the first aid kit under the driver seat, you've picked everything you need and quietly approach her from behind. Rainbow stepped towards you to protect her friend, still giving you that unsure look.

> Alright, time to talk. You should try to explain it to her. You should be careful. Tell her what you're gonna do. Tell her that you're just trying to help. Tell her... or she might be not that smart. Like, what you are doing approaching her with sugar goodies and an aid kit? Like, shit, can you stop fucking around? Explain it... Tell her that everything will be ok...

> You looked straight in her teary eyes that were impossible to not feel pity for. And waved a napkin covered in ammonia in her muzzle.

"Ackgh!! Au-ugh!!"

> "Shoo"

> Good enough. Then do that to her friend. She's gonna do that? The first thing that's gonna... yup, she definitely scrunched her muzzle.

"Acho!" - Rainbow was already sitting beside you, not caring about anything, just wanting to make sure that her friend is ok.

> "eww"

> Gotta give it to her. A juice bottle, that is.

>>30845150
enjoyable. too bad you stopped before the reunion.

> "Take it. The deadliest pony poison ever created."

> ...

> "Don't drop it, give it to her."

"The hell do you want with it, psycho?!"

> Sigh...

> "Rainbow, when she's gonna wake up, I don't want her seeing my ugly bruised ape face first. Give that juice to her, she might use some sugar right now. Then we gonna feed her something, starting with these apples. She likes apples, right?"

> She took it. And just held it, unsure of anything. God fuck!

> "Look, I already told you that I don't want to hurt you both, even if I did by accident, but you need to trust me right now. AJ needs..."

> ...

"Needs... my help?"

> "Well, actually, she's gonna be fine. Nothing life threatening, just exhausted. Yup. Why do we even start this drama?"

> Don't make her think about the fight!

"M-m-p-h..."

> "Oh, wow! Its... definitely not a miracle. Just give her that, gonna be easier."

> She's still Looking at it. Like, what the...

"Drink it."

> "Uh... me?"

"Drink it."

> "I'm fi... oh, for fc sake, Rainbow!"

> You grab your bottle, took a few glugs and gave her back.

> "Au-ugh, damn, why would I do-o that?! The pain! Everything becomes dark! Lord, forgive me for.. I... Are you gonna give it to her or not?"

> She was about to, but... that cowgirl was already chewing on an apple slice from the plate. And got hugged hard. Just a speechless hug. And some quiet sobbing.

> ...

> Well, that was definitely a lovely sight. You could admire it endlessly. Come to think of it, you're really glad they escaped from whatever they've been. Just a two loyal friends trying to survive in that pure concentrated stinkiest hangover infected green shithole we proudly call home. Needless to say, you want to take care of them. It's just... something just hits you during that fight. *Ba Dum Tss!* And you won't give up on them. You're gonna stick together. Blah - blah - blah, feelings, tears, heart attacks, smell of burned food, it's burned soup, god fucking dammit.

> Oh look, she hugged back. And you still feel like you can put a Hitler to shame. Oh well... gotta fix it, gotta hit the desserts earlier. Gotta unpack the cake. Gotta slice it. Gotta serve it.

> "Hey, girls, want some cake?"

"A cake?!" - they responded in unison and stared at the plates hypnotically.

> "Yeah, not home made. I didn't bake it myself. Enjoy."

"Wait... hold on fer a sec, how come yah... uh..."

> "The only Human Prince Ernesto, the great man-army wanderer legend! Battle type."

"Holy pony feathers!" - shouted dumn cyan horse

"Rainbow, what's..."

> "Name's Anonymous."

"Oh..."

"Just... land sakes, what the heck happened when ah was out? Ah thaught yer g'na kill us. Why are we still alive n' breathin'?"

> Shit. Like, really? Why would they think of that? Maybe because their previous experiences? Like, pony is being killed over a broken dish. Or because they did triey to kill YOU. For food. You gotta tell them truth. Tell them, that they're too damn cuddly to kill.

> ...

> "Meh..."

> *Loud applause* Face-palm-plause.

"What? Why is he feedin' us, Rainbow?"

> Yeah, why, Rainbow?

"Ehm... Dunno"

> *same*

"A... Ah don' get it..."

"Hmph, whatever..." - said Tsudash

> "Girls. I am mad at you for trying to kill me for this food. And this... is not decent of me. Listen, I'm not gonna hurt you, nor do anything bad to you and this is not a trap. If you don't believe me, then you can go. Heck, you always can, I have no right to even mention about holding you, I'm not. For now, just enjoy the cake and give me some time to wrap my head around it. If you need anything, I would be nearby. Is that ok?"

"Gosh darn... I dunno what tah say..."

"Cool by me!"

> "Right..."

> As you are about to walk away, you are suddenly tapped from behind.

"Ah... wait, ah don..."

"Applejack! Are you crazy?!"

> Applejack, huh.

"No, Dash, ah'm not."

> Dash...

"Lissen, ah mighty... ah have no words right now, but ahm really, truly sorry 'bout assaultin' you, Mr. Amani-mouse. I ahm very honest. We had no choice, it's been either that, or dyin’ from hunger. Ah don' 'spect yah tah understand, but..."

> You put a finger on her lips.

> "Hush."

"That's right, AJ! Snap out of it! He's nice and all, but don't you forget you can't trust no human!? You just relax for a minute, and you're sleeping in a cage again!"

"Now, Rainbow, I know that yer..."

> "She's right."

"Hu-uh?"

"Huh..."

"So ya tryin'... to..."

> "No, wait... you're not giving me time to properly think about it after all, but that's fine. I, uh..."

> Or maybe you need one. Just a bit.

"Yeah, spit it out!"

> Dumb horse.
> What do I want these two to know? Or rather, what they need to know?

"And you, come back here! Stop being so close! "

> There's gonna be one of the longest roads. A road to their trust. And trust is always gained.

"Back away from him!"

"Ah..."

> From all the victims you've seen, they seemed quite normal. There were so many broken ones. Doing anything they were asked to do without a hint of hesitation. Doing horrible things.

"He din' kill us, Rainbow!"

"So?! He might use us later!"

> Cleaning house, do all the work around it and getting beaten for flaws was considered a decent place for a pony to stay.
You're weak. You are bad example of a human being. You know that. There might be even longer road for you to forgive yourself, because...

"Can you just step away from him for once?! AJ! Are you still dizzy?! Snap out of it! Eat a darn cake!"

> You knew it was wrong. You could barely believe that humanity can lower the plank that much. Reach resources? Wildlife? Refuse to share technologies, secrets? Magic can wipe out humanity? A threat?

"Aint nothin' to do with taht! Yer the one who should open yer eyes!"

> You had friends who owned them. Relatives, co-workers. And you had a habit to avoid them. To not witness their suffering by accident. Because there's not much that you can do. And still...

"Always blinded by yer ego! This fella is tryna ta help and yer makin' it hard for him!"

> You felt pity. You felt terrible when you saw them. And you're not alone. There's a lot of people organizations doing anything to change it. And even then, you just ignored everything. One of the reason you started drinking. Like that's gonna make it any easier for you.

"Are you lost it? Me, blind? Have you forget everything that happened last year?"

> So many times you wanted to help. Those only times you see them getting abused. You're angry. You want to change it. Then it all dies out. You never had been able to keep it. Which has never failed to constantly drive you insane.

"It's not being blind, it's being self-conscious! They're a threat! Every last..."

> But for now, you had these two. A godsend. A small beginning, the first step. A tiny push. A little snowflake to roll down the hill. And not melt away instead like it always does.

"One of em'? That's what yer g'na say? He's a threat? Heck, if ah would be captured again by s'mone, a'd like it ta b' him!"

> You have to be careful. Take small steps. Do everything you can to protect them. Make their life easier. Never even close to the life they had before, it's beyond your reach. But still... do you best and make at least something...

> Alright... Tiny steps.

> This fucking booze, man...

"Are you kidding me-e-e, AJ?!"

> "Listen here, you donkey cunt!!"

"He-e-ey!!"

> "Its pretty fucking clear that you don’t and won’t ever trust me, and that's not even close to being unreasonable. It's an obvious thing to do! After all they've done... no, not gonna touch that. I don't know anything. I have no goddamn idea what you've been through. Look, I know you won't believe me, but I'll spill it anyway. *Sigh* ... I... I never wanted..."

> uh...

> You feel a hoof placed on your thigh.

"It's ok, mister. Don' rush it."

> That's kinda heartwarming, but you don't deserve it yet. Just carefully lift her and place close to Rainbow.

"Whoa there!>

> Dash just holds her and looks at you angrily.

> "I'm... Truth is, I'm ashamed of my species. I'm ashamed to be a human..."

"Sheesh..."

> "...All this dimension opening - resource war, enslaving - I never wanted it! Many people don't. It's just happened too fast. And... It just blows my mind to this day! How could anyone treat an another intelligent being as a talking pet? I still can't believe it. This is wrong at so many..."

"*Ya-awn!*"

"Why of all the..."

"What? I've heard this conversation a gazillion of times before! You think you're telling us something new?"

> Actually, yeah... she might have.

> "Right..."

"Ugh... hold it right there, gurl. Now, Amanee-mos..."

> Those eyes...

"Are ya being honest with us right now?... *gulp* Do yah?"

> "I... Yes. I am. I understand your actions. I can take care of you. I can take you to my place and give..."

"Pf-f-f... hell no!"

"Ah, ya have somethin' better in mind, Dash?"

"How can I know If he's not trying to to trick us? Willingly going with him just like that? Nice try! "

> ...

"After all, It's just wo-ords..." - said Tsudash

> "Actually, she might have a better idea, Applejack."

"Huh?!" - they gasped in unison.

> "That's right. I can't think of something better, at least for now. So I'll let you do that for me. What do you two want me to do so I can help you?"

"Ya already doi..."

"Heh... now we're talking!"

"Rainbow..."

"Say... - she said, scratching her chin - can you, like... I dunno, kill another human?"

That's it for now. I have a lot of following to this in my head, just lemme know if you want this retardation to keep going

>>30845518
I didn't spend all that time editing it so you could not continue writing

>>30845518
continue

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Gotta try to drown myself with beer again. Thanks

>>30845518
Either stop double spacing everything or stop writing

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>>30841231
Somehow missed commenting on this.

I say we take the pegasus too. Professional doesn't seem like what we're aiming for with this visit, and our earth pony seems a bit too aggressive. But our pegasus? Seeing Bash flustered and uncertain will be great, and the pegasus will be putting some effort into this too.

I'll also say I really like how your wrote Fleur in this. She's a slaver, even a sex slave owner, but on the other hand her ponies are well-cared-for and obviously happy. They aren't afraid to be seen with 'contraband' around their mistress. It's a nicely different take on the typical evil-dirty-brothel stereotype here.
> Dat cute little image, though.

>>30827026
Sort of wondering how you're going to distinguish Arnold from Anon in the main bit of the story. I mean, besides Twilight getting spanked by Anon, you may want to start establishing differing character traits for them to define themselves by.

>>30845150
It's effectively a whole story stuffed down into a handful of posts, and unfortunately suffers for that. There's nothing exactly wrong with this story, per se - nothing I can point to and say 'this is bad'. Heck, there's quite a bit good: The relationship Sapphire has with her owner sounds quite interesting to see in action, as would her thoughts on being allowed to fulfill her talent again.

It's just that when you crunch down all that development into such a short space, it ends up feeling kind of hollow. You spend so much time infodumping about what has happened to her, that it all comes out dry and emotionless. I can't feel that bad about her, or seeing her master shot, when I've barely seen their relationship. Similarly, just telling us that her captor is somehow related to her master or just describing her torments isn't nearly as hard-hitting.

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I was thinking about trying Zecora short; soldier ends up in the forest, meets her, probably being covered from equestrian forces for defending her from wolves, spends winter there, comfies, yada yada, goes Hirō Onoda because she didnt let him know war was over. Is somebody using something of this or I am free to proceed? Would not want to overlap with someone.

>>30845915
I want to give Zecora some red stripes on her back to match her black and white ones.

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>>30846153
All these 5 minutes I was thinking it is something about red that goes faster.

>>30846193
I meant I want to tie her up and whip her so hard she bleeds and has permanent scars. Preferably using a bullwhip.

>>30846253
Poners are for hugging, not for whips

>>30845915
It's not a bad idea, I'd actually like to read it. But how would you connect it with /spg/? He treats her a slave because he thinks the war is still on?

Also, get ready to bang your head into the wall writing Zecora's lines.

>>30846285
Lines this, rhymes that
if writers only learned to trim the fat,
perhap writing a zebra would not need abra kadabra

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>>30846285
More like the war was not lost in first hours because traitors told how to match human technoligies, so it boils in a couple of regions and other country is relatively untouched, so there's something for humans like for captured germans in USSR: road and house building, tech and infrastructure maintenance, all that monkey-hand work for war prisoners. And when patrol comes they notice how Anon doing something for household like turning mill or doing some repairs so Zecora tries to pretend she's her slave with fake papers. Bureaucratic shenanigans endue, Zecora "makes" him do shit as her assistant for a year I think. Then Anon fixes his solar charger, boots up his PDA, and here you go. Maybe some sorties for supplies in neighbour villages for suplies with Anon as a baggage carrier in between.

>>30846326
My biggest headcannon about her that this rhyming is just for others to fuck off and let a freak be on her way.

>>30845835
My take on Fleur for this was she was the floozzy slave. a sexy slave seductress arm hanger for rich men.
Its jut that oddly enough, rich old men still die of old age, and might just write their will to benefit a supid sexy horse.
Fleur basically moved her charm from the rich social life to being a good slave with theintent of being free.
The stallions are more her harem, but she doesn't mind renting them out as seen.
I like the ide of good and bad slave owners, same way people treat cars.
Some dote and worship them, others wreck them in a week.
Its interesting to me this way.
Fleur interacting with Lyra was tobe a more playful masterr to the student relation ponies develop.
Feur helped Lyra adjust to being free, thus the playful response.

>>30846364
Yes play that bottom. Also i'd read it.

>>30846567
Alright, I'll try something at weekend. Time to sleep.

>>30846364
>ywn have a zebra pat your fattened slaves ass after feeding you into it

Wait this isn't the massive pony invasion thread.
Just as edgy dark though.

>>30846720
Nah, when their squad was attacked he just got lost in the forest. Tony Rice.mp4

Okay so on the internets no one knows that you re a pony, but what if a e-sport team accidentally got a pony on their team without knowing and the teams have to play live?
Like on Vega history, Twily plays games now and then, but what if she actually got on a team?

>>30846884
Hm, wouldn't that be like owner putting the dog in a race? Pony plays, owner gets the reward and handles all legal stuff, both get fame.
That is, if organizers even let pone play.

>>30846884
Better question is how would the rest of the team react? They've been playing with this person for months/years and oh yeah it's a horse.

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>>30846884
>tfw no slave horse to farm you gold in World of Warcraft.

Okay, so I don't know if anyone even remembers me, but almost two years ago, I was writing a story called Hunter Anon.

It was basically a harem type fic with a lot of sex, and I created it for the Slave pony threads to counteract the more brutal and sad stories.

My computer then died and I didn't bother with the story for a very long while. I came back to it, but realised with how I wanted the story to go that it seriously didn't belong here anymore, extremely few slave elements to it.

After looking through lots of different threads and deciding that it doesn't really fit anywhere, I decided to start re-editing it for FimFiction instead.

This is a long shitty blog post I know, but when I posted a Nonny (Johnny) Bravo story in RGRE and linked it to my pastebin, a few people came out really wanting me to continue it.

Don't even know if they still come here but if they're still interested,
https://www.fimfiction.net/user/306847/CaptainAnonymous/stories

>>30846998
>>30846923
>pone slave bought specifically for grinding gold and items in mmorpg
>daily grind 6am-12pm everyday
>owner logs in once or twice a week just to check up on stuff or partake in guild quest
>pone finds a friendly community in-game, on the internet noone knows you are a horse
>starts to enjoy playing
>guild catches up
>they are shocked that nice and helpful player was actually a pony
>huge disappointment when actual owner is not very good in comparison

>>30847212
Guild raises money to buy their guildmate off this prick?

>>30846998
>>30847212
>All the default characters cutting Yew logs in Runescape aren't bots, they're ponies

>>30847248
>Not going all out with a membership to get them magic logs.

>Doctor Master would unfortunately have to sum to 0 on this.
>There was a higher object than him, and it was the State.
>All must obey the call of Mother Russia.
>And since you were in her auspices now, may as well take a look at the encrypted file.
>After all, you would need to explain its presence in your memory.
>You racked up a Solaris VM, and disabled your perephrial systems.
>Communications went autistic, tactile feedback reduced to Boolean, and even your vision degraded from hyperspectral to cinema grade.
>No reason to let this thing get somewhere else you figured as you drifted inside yourself.
>An avatar of you at any rate, the rest of you, your ghost was merrily computing fractals as it waited to see what the dive into the unknown found.
>Flowers, Dutch flowers everywhere.
>Uugh, you wanted to vomit at this.
>Your blacklist was going nuts, calls to the police were being queued and takedown reports repaired.
>Why was it all so much kiddie porn in here?
>You suppressed the warnings, the automatic hash triggers not even capable of basic OCR much less interrogative understanding of stereoscopic imagery useless.
>That, and there were no ways out of the VM, anything you had was going to be a one frame asci on your eyes when you came out.
>You did not want a repeat of that time you went to Lugansk with the Doctor.
>You had thought you were that shitty purple princess you had been seeing in the holo ads for an exaflop.
>The tulips were all different though, each one having unique metadata, yet many of the photos were the same plant, just setup under photogrammetry.
>You paused and assessed.
>The images were likely a code, not one meant to be found without a VM or by the intrepid skiddie.
>There were no payloads that you found, nor content that wasn’t cyphered in itself.
>You could combine the images into their meshed form and see if there was a message there.
>Or maybe it was hidden in where they were cultiva-
>Audio feedback crashed into your cochlear implants

>>30847549
>The real you, the diver routine still running in the VM.
>The inside of the truck was full of smoke, the degraded optics unable to pierce it.
>Your sensors kicked back in, the police restraints still on, and the thrummer running.
>Chlorates, dyes, phosphorus byproducts.
>Your biological components were rapidly irritated, CSA smoke munitions had been deployed for an unknown reason.
>You started flopping around the trailer seeking a lower concentration of the acid vapors wafting in.
>You were still restrained so it was all you could do.
>A glowing red then molten white line appeared on the door, the lock was being cut.
>Oh joy a police escort and you were being kidnapped from it.
>Clearly this was a sign of the corruption in the city now of Electrograd.
>A small compartment in your foreleg popped open, a debit card readied for bribe money.
>The sulfuric acids were getting too strong though, so you retracted it, and opted to assist in the breaching operation before it became a salvage op.
>You turned over and started kicking at it, weakened metal much easier to buck through than the stuff that should have been there.
>The door caved open and you fell to the pavement, rasping chokes coming from your throat.
>Fire, armored bodies, synths and casings everywhere.
>The only thing missing was.
>And then the spotlight came on just as more officers fast roped in on you, IR lasers tracing across your flesh, setting off temperature anomalies in their wake.
>You popped the debit card out again and smiled.
>”Arrest me?”

>>30847557
>The police cradle was not gentle with keeping you down.
> Bare electromagnets on mettle components, drilled holes to route new sapping leads, you were pretty sure the hepatitis warning was from glancing at the sedative needle and not from its injection.
>All in all, something you wanted to go and showcase off to Voice of America on the treatment of pony noncitizens.
>You didn’t like politics, but then you also didn’t like someone checking if you needed a colostomy bag or a nasogastric bypass either.
>Especially when you saw it may as well have been Baba Yashuka working the waldoes, you couldn’t even have the fantasy of it being a proper man going at you.
>Strung out on enough drugs to make you a junkie, trussed up tighter than someone’s gimp, you were finally wheeled out of processing.
>Right up against a corner that scuffed your composite frame.
>Lovely, the handlers here lacked the obstacle avoidance of cockroaches.
>May as well take a reformatting now before they start jacking up your ghost.
>3 flights of stairs, 2 elevators and enough hallways that you knew the handler was just as disoriented and lost as you were, you ended up in an interrogation room.
>You really wished you’d had time to upload some apps to play with right now, but both Winblows and loldroid needed to update their update services before they would permit access.
>You ended up amusing yourself blowing strands of yellow mane into the air waiting for the interrogator to stop porking a receptionist with his nightstick.
>It really was sad how accurate the satires were right now.
>Oh you’d been into prisons before, after all that was where you’d broken your neck, but this?
>This was the place they put fools behind bars for the insane to laugh at.
>You left the pointers ambiguous on the sides there.

>>30847562
“So little sky dancing slave, you are ready to talk now?”
>”Yep. I want some baked beans to go with you now. The ones with BBQ sauce, not the ones in boiled water.”
>He dropped a dossier on the table, from its thickness, many trees had died to get him those files.
>He stabbed it with a finger.
“You know how much trouble you have been? You are not a slave, no you’re an enemy, a convict serving away her time. Death couldn’t even stop your punishment you little pest.”
>He sat back in the chair and fished out a cigarette and lit it.
”47 counts of arson, 38 counts of sabotage, 44 proud members of the Rhodenia who will never walk it again! And here you are making jokes.”
>”Jokes, I got one for you. You’re mostly harmless on ZKill there NashantMemester. Playing with TNT like it’s a big deal. Ooh, the great blue ponut and you just fly a Rorq.”
>He sucked on the cig, fury in his eyes, and adjusted a knob near your head.
>With a flick, a servoed arm pummeled right into your right thigh where the flesh met augs.
“Mostly harmless. Mostly.”
>He walked out of the room, leaving you to shake in the cradle at the pain.
>The one way mirror lit up as he walked back into the room and started talking with his compatriot on what to do with you.
>You tried pulsing a laser of the glass but ended up finding it only played back showtunes from the disruptor in the frame.

What do you do in the interrogation?

>>30847578
what? I'm so confused.

>>30847128
That was a pretty good story back in the day. I remember really wanting more but >fimfiction.

Thanks but no thanks.

>>30847224
Now there's a story I'd like to see. But who takes her home when everything is done? The guild leader? Or is she the collective property of the group and she changes houses every couple of months.

in which story does a pony get the hardest whipping?

>>30847578
...

I don't know if you were going for this, but this is bizarrely disorienting in the best way. It's like, for a few sentences I feel like I'm starting to maybe understand what's happening, but then something else pops up and I'm just at a loss.

I have no idea what's going on, my man. No idea.

>>30847739
Pretty sure that's the same guy who does temple run, so incomprehensible english is par for the course.

>>30847739
>>30847763
>>30847677
>>30804810

Its a continuation from here, and yes, my writing is poor and I accept that.
But my ideas, those are great.

>>30847725
CYOS has a bunch toward the beginning of it, and they're pretty severe, but there aren't as many true floggings in SPG as there are beltings.

There are lots of those. Primrose gets her ass lit up in Celestia's Maiden Voyage, Corona gets a pretty harsh belt whipping in Shiny and Corona, and Lavender gets lashed up pretty badly in Aspiring's latest green.

Rarity also gets spanked reaaally hard in all of the Rarity's Last Chance stories.

There was also a discontinued story that was going to detail Derpy getting 50 lashes while Time Turner/Doctor Whooves watched helplessly on the sidelines, and that would've probably been the hardest of the thread. But it never got finished.

>>30847779
>But my ideas, those are great.
Shame no one can understand them then.

I'll never forget that Nightmare Luna greentext that got started many months ago

The writefag may be gone from this place, but not from my heart

>>30847801
I accept this, and hope by writing more I can fix the problem.
If not, oh well, such is life.

>>30847677
And now let's actually answer you.

A group tried to kidnap Lightning Dust, the same antitrans forces that attacked the mansion. Because it was chosen to stay with the police, we do, as opposed to go with them.
The encrypted file is being decrypted, basically, I agree with the anon that making it some "this is your quest and order, rescue me" is stupid.
Instead its going to be used later as the actual plot as decided by you guys.

The rest is just on Dust going through police processing and intake due to being a cyborg, along with some jokes.

Specifically, the cop is a pig and a porker, Baked beans and hams is the first joke.

The second is because EvE Online is big in Russia.
Lightning is saying the guy is a weak pansy coward not the bad cop.
He responds by showing he is not.

Showtunes is just because I figure a proper room would be prepared for many cyborg tricks.

>>30847885
Doctor Master is and was already shown to be Dust's owner.

A Solaris VM is just, well a Solaris OS running on a virtual machine.

Sum to 0 means that the program ends, her master just has to deal with the police.

I will definitely note that and look to make it more with less technical parts.
Did the Star Wars reference work at least?

>>30846923
Well, since they somehow managed to be okay with enslaving another sapient race, it seems unlikely that the revelation is going to make them do any big introspective thinking.
They'll probably do some sort of are traps gay level jedi mind tricks on themselves or something.

>>30847907
just because slavery exists doesn't mean everyone is ok with it. Heck some might be pony right activists.

>>30847931
In most of the stories here most humans, if not all the characters, accept the institution without much resistance or even second guessing.
I can't really think of a situation where that would occur. The US would not allow it. The most hardcore traditionalist shit we have now is "Hey, could we maybe not have all this abortion and gay marriage stuff? Please?" Slavery on any official scale wouldn't even make it into the debate process.

......futuristic transhumans though....they might enslave pone planet. More starlestia and moonship when?

>>30848077
>The most hardcore traditionalist shit we have now is "Hey, could we maybe not have all this abortion and gay marriage stuff? Please?"
You clearly don't live in the United States...

>>30848077
This.

The biggest problem this stories have is explaining just how humanity decided to enslave ponies, because it's just not realistic. The best stories just handwave it away or don't even explain. Looking past the morality of it all, even economically it would never fly. We're already in an age where people are loosing jobs to underpaid immigrants, you really think anyone is gonna get agree to import thousands of non-paid immigrants?

>>30848148
Yeah but most of us are here for the feels not the socioeconomic analysis. Yeah it's not realistic but neither is talking cartoon horses.

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>>30848128
My state still talks about succeeding sometimes.
It isn't because we want to own humans as property.

>>30848159
Secedeing. Phone mangled that one without my notice.
Sometimes we talk about how we might have one the war too, but that's just wishful thinking.

>>30848159
>Texas never succeeds

Ain't that the truth?

>>30847702
I'm just imagining a sparkle who's tired of being asked to carry the guild's B group and not wanting to raid.

>"Filly you belong to this guild and you WILL get in here and heal this run!"
"But their all so awful!"
>*Twilight banging her head against the wall when they wipe again*

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>>30845150
I just hope that 'Daddy' has lived long enough to know a fraction of the pain and torment that caused the unfortunate diva

Good return Mercury guy

>>30848280
>Twilight will never bring the magic of friendship to the B group and turn them into a finely tuned A group

>>30848480
>She'll never tell drunken stories about adventures with her friends in the guild chat

>>30845383
>> One hundred pushups, one hundred situps!


Do not forget to run 10 kms a day, every day!

>>30842436
>Cadance begins by explaining the reason she's like this is she asked for punishment from Anon to make up for something bad she did
>Flurry looks sad, scrunching her muzzle as she silently gauges her mother lying underneath the sheets, looking up towards Anon, then moving over to give a not-so-quiet whisper
"Did Master give you a spanking like Mistress Megan, Momma?"

>>30848280
>carry the guild's B group
Oh god, I know that feel.

"But, but, those mouthbreathing horses literally cannot dodge clearly visible AoE! All you have to do it take two steps to the goddess damned side! How hard is that?!"
>"It can't be that bad, Twilight."
"That deformed potato of a mage got hit by an icicle forty-seven times last night. FORTY SEVEN TIMES!"
>"..."

>>30848494
[G][GoldbotSparkle]: Oh, sweet Celestia, did you guys all die to the dragon again?
[G][HardFront]: ...maybe.
[G][GoldbotSparkle]: It's not that hard!
[G][GoldbotSparkle]: I've fought a dragon in real life, it's not hard!
[G][GoldbotSparkle]: Just attack the sides, pretend you're tickling it to death!
[G][Copymark]: Storytime?
[G][PubyRinch]: You fought a dragon?
[G][GoldbotSparkle]: If you stand in front of it, you'll just be standing in the fire like a moron.
[G][GoldbotSparkle]: Shut up, I'm not talking about it.
[G][GoldbotSparkle]: I don't want to reward this kind of behavior.
[G][Twizzler]: No, tell us, that sounds cool.
[G][GoldbotSparkle]: No.
[G][KingShadowDeathXX] y u so mean?
[G][KingShadowDeathXX] i wanna hear about u killing a dragon
[G][Copymark]: C'mon, Sparks. You can't leave something like that just hanging there.
[G][GoldbotSparkle]: Look, all I'm saying is, if me, a dressmaker and a weathermare can fight a dragon, so can you.
[G][Copymark]: Now you've just made me more curious.
[G][Twizzler]: Tell us, bro.
[G][GoldbotSparkle]: Alright, fine! If you guys can manage to not wipe this time, I'll tell you all about it, oaky?
[G][GoldbotSparkle]: Okay?*
[G][HardFront]: Deal.

But then they wiped anyway, and Twilight shouted at them.

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>>30848159

>>30848704
>>30848723
God she would make such a great raid leader. Would sparkle manipulate the DKP system to screw the bad players over?

>>30848758
No, the DKP system is fine.

She'd powerlevel Enchanting and 'accidentally' dust any drops that they won.

>while perusing the ponies for sale behind the scenes before the auction begins, you come across one particularly dejected looking stallion
>he seems healthy
>the little info sheet on his cage says he's well-mannered
>quiet
>obedient
>extremely loyal
>highly affectionate
>but he's been through 10 owners in the last 3 months
>it doesn't say why...
>he gives a hopeless sigh as you walk by, not even bothering to lift his head
>he seems to not even notice you're there
>you hear a soft sniffle
>"I'll never have a Master to love me... to love and serve... I'll never be happy..."
>he curls up in the corner of his cage, hiding his eyes with his tail and hooves and cries quietly
>"I'm worthless... nobody could ever love such a worthless pony..."
>he gives a shaky sigh
>"Nobody will ever want me..."
>when he comes up for bid, nobody moves on him
>the auctioneer drops his starting bid several times
>$5000
>$4500
>$3000
>still no takers
>$2500
>$1750
>nobody bats an eye
>$1500
>$1250
>$1000
>$950
>what could possibly be so wrong with this cute little stallion that nobody has jumped on him at these prices yet?
>from what you've seen, most healthy, obedient stallions with no known behavioral issues end up going for $15,000-$20,000
>$850
>$750
>nobody?
>$500
>aw what the hell
>you raise your hand
>and suddenly it feels as though every eye in the room is on you
>there's some chatter and some snickering
>but soon enough you're riding home with your little stallion in the back seat of your car
>when you glance back at him, he smiles at you and gives a happy swish of his tail

>then you hear gurgling
>and an "uh-oh"
>before you can ask what's wrong, you hear it
>PPPFFFRRRTBBRBRBRBRBBTTTTT
>oh sweet Jesus the stench
>you swerve, nearly wrecking the car, but somehow making it to the side of the road
>you hastily unbuckle your seatbelt, and pile out the driver's side door just in time to hurl violently everywhere
>well now you know why he kept being returned

Would you keep him?

>>30848893
>fartfags

>>30848893
>The dog mounted her and the bid lowered.

what?

>>30848904
This is not my fetish. I'm just curious how many Anons would put up with something like this for an otherwise perfectly obedient, loyal, loving little pony that will be happy to serve you for life.

>>30848911
what the fuck are you talking about?

>>30848893
>keep?
Sure, but he's on an all-hay diet. No matter what's going on in his gut he's not that big and hay can only smell so bad. Then he's off to the vet, because his guts not working right and that will have other consequences. Vet's not cheap, but with the money we just saved we can afford it.

>>30848916
>fartfags

>>30848935
A perfectly reasonable response.

>>30848930
Bark Bark.

>>30848893
I'm so desperate for a cuddlebuddy that I would completely ignore this relatively unimportant detail. You'd get used to the smell over time and stop noticing eventually. A loyal, obedient, affectionate, cute, healthy little stallion would be worth it.The little guy would probably latch on to you super hard and sob with joy when he realizes you accept him just the way he us and aren't going to just throw him away for something he has no control over.

I would probably teasingly but affectionately call him Pooter, unless he's sensitive and that would hurt his feelings. I would show him that, despite his condition, he's just as deserving as any other pony of a warm, safe, loving home where his companionship will be treasured.

>>30849094
is that you, swf?

>>30849094
you deserve a pony, Anon

>>30849094
Merc is that you?

>>30849094
Hi Mercury.

>>30849094
Post with your trip, Merc

>>30849094
Don't forget your trip Mercury!

>>30849220
This is not HJ's trip

>>30849201
>>30849211
>>30849215
>>30849220
Nah it ain't me. I agree with >>30849094's points though.
Poner is for loving and cuddles though, especially when he is a loyal and obedient little stallion.

I still want my Glimmy, though. She's best pony in my eyes, and in my heart.

>>30849215
>>30849220
>>30849225
>>30849228
Hello.

>>30849228
Bullshit.

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>>30849228
> Pic related.

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>>30849235
DON'T LISTEN TO THIS GUY! HE'S FAKE!

>>30849234
hey hey no need for harsh words

>>30849248
Can confirm.

>>30849248
oh shit you're right!

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>>30849235
inspect element much?

>>30849258
oh shit

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>>30849094
>>30849215
>>30849220
>>30849225
>>30849228
>>30849232
>>30849234
>>30849235
>>30849248
>>30849251
>>30849255
>>30849257
>>30849258
>>30849269
What the hell is going on.

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>>30849235

>>30849291
everything

jingles real name is julian fabuloso

Stop shitting up this thread with your non content.

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>>30849296
Did he really say that?! Does anyone have proof?

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>>30849315

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>>30849321
FUCKING KEK JINGLELS

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>>30849321

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>>30849296
>>30849321
>mfw

I'm sorry what is even happening right now?

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>>30849341
Oh god.... fuck you jingles...

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>>30849362
shitposts

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It may be a new thread, but I still want that pegasus to mount Bash.
I bet she makes cute noises.

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>>30849363
Completely taken out of context. Macro is absolutely trash.

>>30849354
This image perfectly captures jew's essence.

You guys are a bunch of fucking faggots I hope you know that

what happened to britanon?

>>30849833
He went to take a shit and the hogs ate him

>>30849436
Wait ... there are people who disagree with this chart ?
Weren't there like, 3 or 4 different calculations of the 'canon' pony-size using screen-caps from the show that all give that same result ?

>>30849436
>Their heads along are the size of your entire body.

They would be fucking horrifying to look at irl

>>30850195
>body
torso.

>>30849436
Those ponies are too big.

>>30850250
They're just right, it'll make them match both your heads and bottoms when fug.

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>>30849436
>Implying ponies aren't two feet tall.

I want my sled dog ponies, dammit!

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>>30850276
TOO BIG.

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>>30850281
JUST RIGHT

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>>30850291
Perfect.

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>>30850298
Indeed

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>>30849436
>>30850192
Rather depends upon who you ask. I know some people are fond of the ponies the size of cats thing, but it doesn't really float my fancy, although in the end it's really up to the writefag or artist how big they want to make ponies.
That chart works well enough for me, but only if the human pictured is Tom Cruise because the math that was done in the early days had the ponies almost a full head shorter than that as can be seen in pic related. It's a minor difference though and I'm not going to squabble about it, but if you're going to stray too far from that baseline I'll expect some sort of disclaimer about the nonstandard size, big or small.

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>>30850353
>size of cats
No, just not the size of an actual fucking horse. They're LITTLE ponies, it's in the title.

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I want big horse though

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>>30850364
You misunderstand. Cat sized ponies are popular among some artists and even some writefags if memory serves.
I'm not advocating for them or anything, or claiming that any of the ponies here are way too small or way too big. Just pointing out the cat sized ones exist.

See chart in previous post for what I think is the closest thing to being right, or you know what actually have another. Point of difference is 6ft tall puts you almost a head taller than Celestia, not at eye level with her.

>>30850419
Too bad, you're in the wrong universe.

>>30847725
You might like the oldest stories in the spank thread pastebin.

https://pastebin.com/u/SkyeHigh/2

these other ones have elements of control but no slavery. dunno if that helps you at all.

https://pastebin.com/aFrpxwqN
https://pastebin.com/y0VKnQHa

Hey guys, remember me? I'm almost out with a new update to that space story everyone's forgotten about. I'm sorry for the lack of content recently, I've been doing other things and I've neglected my green for far to long. I'm getting back on the horse I swear.

>>30850426
Medium doggo size is best size.

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>>30850715

>>30846884
It looks like Steel Steed has Lightning Dust play EvE Online, so there is that.
>YWN gank pubbies in hisec with your slave waifu and feast on their tears.

>>30850960
Ponies should be at least riding-size to maximize their usefulness for fun.

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Sweet Pigs of Guinea had vet check yesterday. Fluffy one is quite strong, old one not doing as well. Has a tumor and might be in pain. Taking some drugs for a week and going back in. We'll see.

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>Not using CANON pony system told by FAUST herself

>>30851353
How long do they live normally?

>>30847578

I love all the little touches of the world in writing this:
>A small compartment in your foreleg popped open, a debit card readied for bribe money.
>Especially when you saw it may as well have been Baba Yashuka working the waldoes, you couldn’t even have the fantasy of it being a proper man going at you.
>”Jokes, I got one for you. You’re mostly harmless on ZKill there NashantMemester. Playing with TNT like it’s a big deal. Ooh, the great blue ponut and you just fly a Rorq.”
Rorq-flying krabber scum!

>>30851340
Any size is riding size if you use enough force.

I want to pin Rainbow Dash over my knee and whip her butt with my belt until she's gibbering and begging for mercy between gasps of air.

>>30851397
if pony is too small she/he cannot carry you no matter how forceful you are and how much you whip them, the physical strength simply is not there past a certain point

the pony's withers should at least be at butt-height for you if you want a good riding pony

>>30851387
Hi Fish!

>>30850715
Space Celly's back bitches!

>>30848893
I want to suck the little stallion's farts.

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>>30851387
I like adding little details to cover up my inability to write bigger parts.
Like the attempted kidnapping, I am not good enough to make that for action scene yet, so I covered it up with the ghost dive.
I also feel that in some sense, its better to show the aftermath of a scene, that doing a battle would detract from the idea right now of the story and perhaps spoil whether Lightning Dust is meant for combat, or simply an enhanced pegasus.

So its a lot of things going into writing, but I know a lot of it is my problems to work on fixing.
And frankly, this is much cheaper than therapy for the same impact.
Also more fun, who wants to have to practice writing structured reports and sentences all day when they can explore a future Russia with enslaved cyborg ponies and augmented humans.

I'm also making various augment levels common, I like the idea that in the future they should be more present, and I feel that the nature of a war on Equestria would lead to more people needing them due to the fact that animal attacks mangle limbs rather than make neat holes or lines that can be stitched.
As well, magic does leave scorch marks when used, so I presume its effects on tissue would be more along the lines of small explosive payloads than laser clean cuts and holes.

For the overall plan here for the story, Doctor Master Doctor is going to be rescued, but I am going to be shaping up the plans on just how soon! (copyright pending)
But to consider until then, think of action movies or novels that you would like to involve here.

>>30851377
Option B : The dressmaker know jackshit about actual jewelry outside of "the shinyer and the bigger, the better".

>>30847782
Don't forget CYOS also had the ponies who attacked the guards get flogged too. They got it pretty hard to, even if Cadance was trying to reduce them every way she could.

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>>30850715
>back
that makes me happy

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>>30842436
Goddamn. Whichever way we go can we finally get some snuggling in for Candy and Flurry? After reading that last bit and having a somewhat depressing week myself I could use something sweet and comforting

I want to make a little mare my painslave. Pussy-whipping and hot-iron branding are just the beginning of delightful miseries she will suffer under my tender mercies. When she begs me to stop, I'll laugh and mock her, and hurt her even worse.

She exists now only to please me with her suffering and cries of agony.

>>30852696
SiM

>>30852696
it genuinely frightens me that people like you exist

>>30852754
What, trolls?

>>30852835
Sadists are a thing, anon. There are people that really do enjoy inflicting suffering on the innocent.

>>30852856
Right now they are enjoying your suffering about thought someone could hurt a technicolor mini-horse

>>30852856
Yes, they do exist, but shitposting trolls are far more common. It is OUR suffering that is being harvested here, not anyponies. If you ignore them they will eventually go somewhere else.

You should write something!

>>30853408
I'm already writing three things, why should I write another?

>>30853619
>why moar?
BECAUSE MOAR!

>> 30836000
>You can't remember a better night's sleep.
>Between the warm sleeping bag and not having to worry about some human sneaking up on you, you'd slept like a rock.
>So well, in fact, he had to wake you up with a some light nudging.
>You were inclined to ignore him, but enough prodding with his boot forced you to roll onto your back to face him.
>Wow he's taller than you remember. You subconsciously pull your forehooves a bit closer.
>"Got some breakfast for ya sparky."
>He drops a single blueberry out of his hand directly onto your chest fluff.
>Oh, those are the good ones, hard to find, but tasty.
>You crane your neck a bit to snatch up the berry.
>"Thought you'd like those. Well, actually I've seen you eat em so I knew you'd like em."
>It really shouldn't be surprising he spied on you. Part of his job was finding the right opportunity, so recon makes sense.
>When had he been watching though? For how long? The idea of unseen eyes is not a comfortable one.
>Ignorant to your pondering the human kneels down and holds another berry right above your mouth.
>Ok last night was one thing, the food was hot off the skillet and you were a bit shellshocked. If he think's you're gonna let him hand feed you everytime time he has another thing coming.
>You shoot him a frown and roll onto your stomach.
>"Not hungry?"
"I can feed myself."
>It's a risky move, but you've got to get a feel for how he deals with resistance.
>If it upsets him he doesn't show it, seems to be a pretty easy going type?
>He just shrugs and places the food on the edge of your sleeping bag.
>You'll eat it, but you're not going to thank him.
>Guess he didn't expect you too. He's already wandered back to his seat by the fire, looks like he's boiling some water?
>"Well, I'd offer you some oatmeal but if you don't want to be fed..."
>Oats? That sounds good...
>No, you won't let him trick you. You've got enough fruit to tide you over, it's fine.
>Ugh it smells good though.

>>30854038
>Focus Twilight! You've gotta get out of here!
"So what now?"
>"Now? Now we eat breakfast."
>Smartass earns himself a glare.
>"Don't worry about it sheila. Your job is to sit there, stay safe, and be good. I'll radio out later today and see how the river looks, if everything's alright we can be on our way."
>Be good. Just so you can be dragged off to your doom? As if.
>That radio part though, can he do that here, or will he have to leave you alone for a bit?
"What do you mean the river?"
>"Guess you haven't left this area in a while. That river between here and the everfree? We just call it the everfree river. Anyway it's pretty prone to flooding nowadays. With less bird horses to manage the clouds there's some pretty wild weather along the west coast.
"Pegasi."
>"Huh?"
"They're called pegasi."
>"Ah, you know what I mean. Bottom line is I gotta check if we can get out of here safely."
>Your heart surges when he stands and grabs his bag and weapon.
>He is leaving you alone! This is your chance. Just play it cool Twilight.
"You're leaving me like this?"
>You wiggle your bound forelegs at him with a frown.
"What if something comes? This isn't the everfree, but it's still not safe, there's all kinds of predators around here."
>He chuckles and shakes a finger at you.
>"Nice try sparky, but you aren't my first catch. Nothing will come near here I promise, you'll just have to trust me."
"Can't you at least loosen them?"
>Wait, is he actually going to do it?
>The human squats down in front of you and picks up your bound hooves. His hands feel weird, so many little digits cradling your hoof on every side.
>He takes a moment to inspect and poke at the bindings.
>"Sorry horsey but this is as loose as they get. just be glad I use the soft ones."
>It was worth a try.
>He stands back up to returns to his tent before returning with a small basket.

>>30854043
>"I'll be gone a few hours so here's something to munch on if you get a bit peckish. Not much I can do about the boredom, but just stay put, alright?"
>Like its optional. He takes your angry grumbling as an affirmative and heads out.
>A few hours huh? You lounge around a bit to make sure he doesn't double back.
>No sign of him. Hopefully he's a long way off because it's time to get out of here.
>You struggle with the hoof bindings for a few more minutes. It's not like you thought they'd give, but it would have been nice. Not that it matters, you've still got your ace in the hole, your horn.
>Most unicorn horns are varying degrees of rounded near the tip, but that's most horns. Alicorn horns are said to be sharp enough to pierce the very heavens. You're no alicorn, but a lot of the canterlot noble families are said to carry a drop of alicorn blood from long long ago. Myth or not canterlot horns are sharp, and yours is a razor if you don't have it regularly filed.
>Like, for example, if you had been living in the woods for the past few years.
>You pull the rope taunt. If you can stab it with your horn you might can cut it.
>The awkward angle makes you neck sore, but it's worth it when you see the line start to fray.
>This is it! Just a little more and you can make a break for it before he gets back.
>You did it!
>Sure, you roll backwards when the line finally snaps, but you're free!
>Ugh, mostly free. You're legs are still bound forcing you to move like some kind of weird two legged caterpillar pony.
>You shove your snout in the basket he left you and grab an apple before making your great escape.
>Your great, slow, and awkward escape.
>Hopefully you've got some time before he returns, because this isn't going as quickly as you imagined. It takes all your effort not to simply fall down on your side like an idiot.

>>30854047
>You're a few hundred meters out, but the anti-magic whatever still persists. Either the range of their fields has been improved dramatically, or he actually damaged your horn in some way.
>You really hope it's the former. He seems to care about your well being, even if it's just so you'll fetch a higher price, so you doubt he would permanently maim you.
>If only you could teleport. This stupid half crawling half hopping thing your doing is exhausting, without these dumb cuffs you'd be halfway across the forest by now.
>Whew, it's time for a break. You carefully sit yourself down on the edge of the tiny creek you just crossed, if humans track by scent hopefully it'll throw him off your trail.
>Knowing so little about humans puts you at a distinct disadvantage. Hows their sense of Smell? Hearing? Sight? Based on the little you'd seen of his teeth they seem to be omnivores, so they must have some natural hunting skills.
>Omnivores. You immediately suppress any wild notions as to why a meat eater would want to capture you. There must be much easier sources of meat than intelligent life.
>Despite your efforts a chill shoots up your spine. Meat, flesh, being eaten, ugh being a prey species sucks. Why can't everyone just eat nice little plants and live in harmony?
>Meat helps develop more advanced brains leading to - ok shut up now brain!
>Stupid aliens... was that how he tracked you last time, via your wounded leg? You really needed more information, but there's no good way to get any out here.
>Best to keep moving. You struggle back to your effective two limbs and continue your clumsy exodus.
>Hopefully if you can clear that ridge and your magic will return, if nothing else you-
>What was that? Your ear swivels towards the noise behind you.
*Snap*
>Crap crap crap! Got to move!
>The awkward shuffle you've been reduced to must look pretty silly, but it's the best you can do.

>>30854055
>If that's a predator you can't get caught! If it's him you really really can't get caught!
>You can just hide behind that rock and-
>Ow!
>A glance backwards confirms your fears. It's a green splotch this time, but the numbing sensation is the same.
"No! No, leave me alone!"
>Arnold pushes his way through the underbrush like it's not big deal. He doesn't even look mad.
"Please, please just let me go!"
>The man squats down and scoops up your whole body with ease, just how strong is this guy? Settling you around his shoulders, with a pair of legs on each side, he sets off towards the camp.
>"I can understand wanting to run away sheila but you'll not get very far like this. It's not safe this far from camp either, you'll get eaten up by a bear or something."
"I'd rather be eaten than enslaved! Let me go!"
>You'd be thrashing like a madmare if you could. Whatever he hit you with seems to have paralyzed you instead of knocking you out like last time.
>"Bah, you don't mean that. You're a healthy one and a cute one. With a little luck and some good behavior you'll end up in a nice home minding the little rug rats or cleaning the house. Why'd you want some beasty to tear you into kibbles and bits instead?"
"You can't trick me. I was here when the humans arrived. I saw the beatings, the cages, the foals ripped from their mother's arms!"
>He reaches back and flicks your horn! Ow, that stings! Your eyes water up a little as your head aches.
>"You don't have to yell in my ear. I'm not sure what you saw back then, It probably was awful at the time, but things are different now. The place I'm gonna drop you off is nice. They'll give you a bit of training in manners then ship you out the door to a loving home."

>>30854063
>It's a little embarrassing to see how far you actually made it. The trip that took you an hour barely even takes him 10 minutes.
>He drops you onto your sleeping bag a little hard. Stupid human facial expressions, you can't tell if he's mad or what.
>He leaves you unattended as he turns towards his tent, but you don't dare move. What are you going to do anyway? Hobble away again?
>"I was worried you know. Came back and found your lead torn like that? It looked like something got to you."
>No more little thing rope it looks like. The human returns to your side and clips a metal chain to your bridle.
>You whimper in distress as he pulls you closer and closer to the stake you'd been tied to before.
>Ok, that's too short! Your head can't reach the ground!
"A-arnold please..."
>Struggling to a seated position helps, but it's clear this is still a punishment. There's no way you can sleep tonight if you can't even rest your head.
"Please it's too short."
>"I'll let you down later. You gave me a scare there, there's got to be some consequences."
>As far as punishments go this is pretty mild, but still degrading. Compared to some things you'd seen when poking around occupied towns though it could be much worse.
"Worried about your money?"
>"Well, a little yeah, but I didn't want you getting hurt either."
"But you'll take me against my will... why are you even doing this?"
>"I've always been a hunter, you name it I've bagged one or two. There's a spiritual connection between man and beast during the hunt."
>Spiritual connection? ha ok, weirdo.
>"When I saw the pay for bringing in ponies I figured I'd give it a try. Most are pretty easy, city folk on the run who don't know how to cover their tracks. You and your little magic trick though, you've been some of the most fun I've ever had."
"So glad you were entertained..."
>"I like that fire of yours too."
>He fishes an apple out from behind him and throws it to you. Somehow you manage to catch it in your mouth.

>>30854069
>Is this your prize for amusing him?
>Whatever, it's good, if a bit awkward to eat with one hoof.
"So, you don't feel bad about this? Not even a little?"
>"Way I see it you're currently living in the woods foraging to survive. You'd be safer and happier in a home having to carry your weight than being chased by lions, tigers, bears, or whatever you have out here."
"I'm living in the woods because some humans took over my country!"
>"You're right, but that wasn't me. I've got no interest in changing the past, just living in the present."
"But, the fact I don't want to go doesn't matter? Just another unenlightened inferior to be shown her place?!"
>"Woah woah relax. From what I've seen you're plenty smart, just afraid. I can't say I blame you, but I can also promise you there's a better life out there than this."
"If I submit?"
>"If you behave."
>This is getting you nowhere, time for a different strat.
>"Anyway i've got news, bad news that is, river's flooded. My man on the other side says the weather's only grown worse up there. Hopefully it'll be passable soon but it's hard to say."
"So we're stuck together until it goes down."
>"Afraid so."
"Please tell me you aren't going to leave me tied up like this the whole time. My hooves are already starting to hurt!"
>"Just tried to run away and you want me to untie you? We can see about it in the future, if you don't give me more trouble that is."
>You give a dramatic sigh and pull at your chain while waving your hooves a little.
>Having got the frustration out of your system you lean up against the post and sigh.
"Fine..."
>New tactic. Appealing to his morals didn't work, maybe appealing to his interests will.
"You know, If we're stuck here for so long... and you had so much fun chasing me..."
>That amuses him, he snorts and gives you a lopsided smile.
>"You expect me to believe you enjoyed playing prey?"
>Technically ponies literally are prey animals but no need to mention that.

>>30854078
"It can't be worse than being tied down for days!"
>"Wouldn't be a fair fight anymore. That magic of yours doesn't work right now does it?"
>That gets your attention.
"What did you do?"
>"Trade secret, just a bit of tech."
>Must be a generator of some sort then. If you can just put enough distance between you and his camp you should be fine.
"What's the risk then? I'd rather not just sit here for who knows how long."
>"Ha, we'll see sheila. River might dry up tomorrow for all we know, you just relax."
>The conversation ebbs in and out as dusk approaches.
>You managed to get him to talk a bit about the state of the world outside. You don't learn anything terribly useful but it helps expand your worldview beyond brooks and brambles.
>In return he asks you a bit about your past: friends, family, old equestria, even your time on the run.
"So you're the one that ran me out of my cave!?"
>"It was a pretty nice little setup you had going there. I feel a bit bad about that one."
"Yeah it was! I had food saved there!"
>"Oh yeah, thanks for those."
"Hey!"
>He just laughs and offers you more dinner.
>You still make him put it on your sleeping bag instead of hand feeding you, but he doesn't mind.
>"I'm making it up to you aren't I? Why, I'm cooking for you right now."
>You snuggle further back into your sleeping bag and munch some more. He'd returned the slack to your chain and ended your punishment earlier so it was easy to get comfy.
"Not really sure this counts..."
>"You're a hard one to please you know that? I like that though, none of the other ponies I've found would have anything to do with me. A little conversation does everyone good, especially out here in the middle of nowhere."
"Yeah, it's been awhile since i've had someone to talk to as well."
>"Seems you somehow managed to keep your head out here all alone, so that's good."
>Whatever else he was going to say is interrupted by a yawn.

>>30854086
>"Guess that means it's time for me to turn in. I'll check the conditions again tomorrow and we'll go from there."
>He crawl off into the small tent and zips it behind him. You're a bit jealous he has a place to hide for the night, but a brake from being around him suits you as well.
>Today didn't quite go as planned.
>Your horn was your one act in the hole, and it's not going to work on this tough chain.
>Either you have to wait until he somehow slips up or take a different approach.
>Gain his trust? If the weather holds out, and two of you are stuck here for a while it just might work.
>He really can't leave you on the chain forever especially as the days drag on.
>There's also the option of playing on his enjoyment of hunting.
>Deliberately offering yourself up as prey feels wrong but he's not a predator, not really. Worse case scenario he'll drop you again then carry you back to camp to house and feed, best case you get away. That one's a long shot for sure, but still worth considering.
>Anything's worth considering at this point, anything that keeps you on the plant you belong.

>>30854092
That's it for now. We'll keep having them get to know each other until they make cute kissy faces at each other, or not. Either way i expect an uptick in cute output from sparkle soon.

https://pastebin.com/QzZ26eq9

>>30854136
>"Let me go so you can enjoy catching me again"
Hunting is not just another job for Arnold, it's his identity. Now he's caught the last and best unicorn, so hurrah, but what next? It's all downhill for him now, going back to unintelligent game animals or the odd runaway slave. This is so crazy, it just might work!

>"Trade secret, just a bit of tech."
He's drugging her. The very first thing he did was get that water into her, and he hand feeds her treats at specific times. He might have tricked her into consuming something even before the initial capture...

And what happened to Spike?

>>30854222
>what happened to spike
Who do you think sold the ponies out

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>>30854136
It's interesting that Twiligth did not even ask about Spike once, I guess his survival took precedence over his friends.

>>30854273
I guess that's the price for years of slave labor, mistreatment, ridicule and contempt, I hope that at least has requested amnesty for the cutie mark crusaders

>>30854222
>>30854612
>>30854273
Umm spike was in canterlot when everything went down. He's missing. Forever. Fine i'll add a little snip about spike.

>>30854712
Spikes a unique thing, like Discord or Flurry Heart, the only dragon humans will have encountered. Twilight will ask about him everywhere she goes, and someone somewhere will have an answer, if not Arnold. Also looking for the human conquest to have any sort of real trouble. Seems we just stomp about at will in this marshmallow world like unstoppable juggernauts. Let's see Arnold fall flat on his smugly grinning face for once.
Is there any equestrian life invading earth; a accelerating parasprite infestation, rampaging Timber Wolves, or subtle changling infiltration?
Humans seem a bit 'Mary-Sue' in this story.

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>>30854836
I admit it would be fun to see Earth covered by a new ice age when the Windigos give themselves a banquet with all the enmity and disharmonic that exists in this world

What would the excuse that Trump would use to justify the invasion of Equestria?

>clear skies is an incoherent mess
>after her eighth orgasm all she did was whine and moan as you ravaged her marehood
>she was putty in your hands, most of herself was propped up on the bed for support as your body met hers
>you could see it in her eyes she was hopelessly intoxicated from your love
>after a passionately long kiss you work yourself to the point of almost orgasming, your hips and legs trembling as you fuck your lover raw
>you bring her into a hug, humping short shallow thrusts as you angle and grind into her sopping wet pussy
>as you kiss and bite her neck she clenches down hard on you
>without warning she whinnies, a mind numbingly explosive orgasm no doubt rippling through her like a speeding bullet
>it was so loud enough to hurt your ears
>the sounds of her lewd horse noises soon die off as they get caught in her throat
>she trembles and shivers away, a steady half nicker tapering off as she transcends what limit her body had
>just before passing out she mumbled about your warmth
>pulling out and letting your seed freely trace down her thighs, you collapse next to her
>within a minute she was snoring, her body askew

>>30855026
Liberate the ponies from their dictators.

False flag attack.

Real attack.

>>30855026
Said in his Twitter account that threaten the true American values

>>30855026
If ponies love to share so much, why won't they share their gold with us? Hypocrites.

>>30855341
>The ponies share their gold in abundance with the humans, after all they love the friendship and the cakes

>>30855341
Sad!

>>30855341
>The ponies gather all the gold they have

>And throw to Tartarus

>>30855490
So you're saying because they denied us all the gold, they themselves became the new currency?

>>30855502
Only you are giving an example to humanity of what living in a world without greed

>>30855490
Jettisoning the gold does not keep them safe; there is still plenty of value in Equestria for humans to extract. Starting with their own selves... AS SLAVES!
>they have to pay for the gold they stole somehow, right?

>>30855512
What gold?

>>30855044
>>clear skies is an incoherent mess
>>after her eighth orgasm all she did was whine and moan as you ravaged her marehood
nice

>>30855524
We have eyes everywhere. We know you greedy ponies stole the gold that rightfully belongs to us, and we'll get what's ours one way or another. How about the service of your species, forever?

>>30855552
Check em.... almost.

>>30855341

> The ponies deliver all their gold cheerfully to their good human friends.

> Equestria Gold turns out to be so abundant in her world literally flooded the global economy

> Excess metal causes a global decline in the stock market, devaluing its value and making it cheaper at a lower price common smut.

> Now a piece of bread worth the same as a ton of gold

> But yes, humans can no longer say that the ponies do not share

>>30855568
Gold is valued for other things besides currency.

>>30855552
If you have eyes everywhere because they did not prevent them took gold in the first place?

>>30855574
The value of gold in the world market is due to its scarcity, if the metal from which the virtual wealth of nations is worth became so abundant that no one could spare it would end the need for supply and demand and no one could profit from it, they serve live in a world of gold if you have nothing to buy in him?

>tfw no story of conquistador Anon searching the new world for the legendary city of gold during the height of slavery.

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>>30855044
>a cute little pegasus will never be your perfect broodmare just for you

>>30855598
Nations switch to silver. Or finally make the inevitable transition to entirely digital currency.

>>30855598
Gold is useful for computers. Its one of the reasons they cost a lot. There's good in your air bag. Gold in spaceship.

Its the best conductor.

>>30855767
Don't worry, Lyra and Bash will get there; they're just a bit distracted at the moment...

>>30855792
Silver is best conductor.

>>30855778
And suddenly someguy says that the ponies should share their silver too, and surprise!

The ponies do not even use their silver as anything more than a simple ornament, so they give it in such abundance that it surpasses the gold in quantity turning another useless material.

And before they mention digital money remember that only what is determined by shareholders, and with a stock market collapsed by the excess of gold and silver literally worth nothing

>>30855792>

And now they all have gold computers should reduce their costs to the point that will be worth no more than the rest of the materials needed for manufacturing, only good thing about all this is that the space program can build more satellites and spaceships coated gold against radiation and micrometeorites, and now everyone can have their own toilets gold!

Too bad the toilet paper is now worth more than a computer

Thanks ponies!

>>30855848
Boy you're really reaching.

>>30855792
Gold is only used because it does not corrode. and the accrual amount used is absolutely miniscule. we're talking less than a grain of rice worth in the whole pc if you some how managed to gather it all perfectly.

>>30855960
Perhaps humans want to change their gold, silver and other illusory value for cakes and apples

>>30855026
Why would Trump invade equestria?

>>30856003
What else? To build walls

>>30856009
>Trump would invade Equestria just to build them a nice electric invisible wall to keep the griffons out
What a great man.

>>30856009
Has our knowledge of wall construction improved or declined since medieval times?

>>30856009
Why build a wall in equestria?
He didn't build Israel's wall or Mexico's wall with Guatemala

>>30856020
Equestria have Gold, diamonds, fertil soil, big resources and no americans people, perfect for freedom, american way and walls!

>>30856003
To make America great again?

For magic to grow hair?

>>30856020
First, fuck Mexico. Second, we didn't build Israel's wall, but we definitely payed for it.

>>30856040
>To make America great again?
How would building a wall not in America make it great again?

>>30856040
>Equestria have Gold, diamonds, fertil soil, big resources and no americans people
Sounds like Africa
We aren't the British Empire

>>30856055
Exactly. We'd open up so many fucking trade agreements with them though, maybe even a free migration treaty.

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>>30856072
>First, fuck racist scum
u wot

What does this have to do with anything.
>then goes on to say da joos were the one who put Trump in office
wew

>>30856072
>Even if you give the answer Trump say in Twitter that you should not believe what i say and adverse opinions to your truth, just know that him make the best for America
Sounds like you can't explain what you said so you attack Trump
How is that an answer?

>Tell that to Iraq
Dont remember gold, fertile soil or diamonds in Iraq and Trump didn't invade it
Plus there's that whole Kuwait thing

>>30856072
>Israel is who put Trump in the White House, not the voters nor the electoral vote or trading partners
Got proofs?

>>30856072
>hates racism
>Blames Trump on the jews
I don't even know who is jewing who here

Also I feel like this conversation is leading towards another 200+ posts of off topic posting ala the Religious debate last week

>>30854836
>Humans seem a bit 'Mary-Sue' in this story.
I mean we know he's either wrong or lying about how great slavery will be for twi so he's far from perfect.

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>>30856157
To be fair
In the mlp the movie official book
The mane 6 plus spike almost got enslaved until capper showed up.

The libtards are invading

>>30856245
Quick, be patriotic! They hate that.