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Subjugation Sunday

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Previous thread: >>27289827

>What is this thread about?
This thread is centered on stories about ponies being enslaved. Every kind of theme is welcome.

>I want to write my own story but I'm new to writing.
Check out these guides:
pastebin.com/V1ujiyJt
pastebin.com/bnMmZ2T3
pastebin.com/g4VpEg4f (clop specific)

>Where do the writers hang out?
Head over to www.rizon.net/chat with the channel name #slavepone. If you're ever having a writer's block or need advice, that is the place to go!

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>>27304898
Nice name. I approve, for what it's worth.
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Slave is for riding.
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>>27304991
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>>27305021
>presented by mcdonald's
kek
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>>27305048
I'm lovin' it.
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>>27305021
>tfw fat
>tfw would ride slave pone anyway because it's my fetish
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>>27305106
Don't worry, you just need a bigger, stronger slave pone and you can ride without burning through slaves like you burn through cheeseburgers.
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>>27305021
>>27305106
>>27305131
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>>27305310
Jesus Christ fucking why???
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>>27305354
There is nothing wrong with that picture, that lovely woman is of a completely healthy weight and is light enough to ride that horse. Stop fatshaming, shitlord.
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>tfw no slave pon to do yard work for you
The one thing i hate about this house it that it has a giant yard i never use. At least the rent is cheap.
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>>27305418
They could keep the lawn neat just by eating the grass.
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>>27305478
Its mostly weeds.
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>>27305509
They'll eat weeds too, unless it's some shit like stinging nettles.
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>>27305478
You want fat slaves? Cause that's how you get fat slaves.
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autosage test
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Skittles being forced to wear cute dresses and act all girly when?
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>>27306041
Fat slave is healthy slave.
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made something
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>>27307067
>he mouths the cherries
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>return home from work early
>slave mare is laying on your bed, intensely sniffing one of your dirty shirts
>she's wearing a pair of your underwear and rubbing herself through them, biting her lip and moaning and shuddering with desire

What do?
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>>27307441
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>>27307497
>not raping slave to assert dominance
What the hell is wrong with you?
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>>27307561
wrong thread
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>>27307576
She obviously wants the hot monkey dick, why not oblige her?
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>>27305310
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>>27307596
That would reinforce negative behavior.
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>>27307596
because as funny as it would be, buying an orangutan to rape her would be expensive
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Wait what happened? I've been out for the last 2 threads.
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>>27308033
scruffy ate one and made the other one unbumpable
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>>27308043
Still?
Any answers from /qa/?
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>>27308054
none so far...
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>>27307846
This kills the pony.
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>>27308093

FAT.
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>>27308093
THICC?!?!?!
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“Happy Birthday to you, Happy birth day to you, Happy Birthday Scootaloo, Happy birthday to you!”
>The chorus wound down as everyone clapped their hands and hooves.
>Scootaloo took in a massive breath and blew out the candles which adorned her large birthday cake.
>All the prep work was well worth it at this point.
>Katie was snapping pictures while Scoots jumped in her seat with excitement.
>”This is soooo awesome! I haven’t had a birthday party in forever.”
>”Well it’s not over yet, cause now it’s time for presents!” Katie happily proclaimed.
>And just like that everyone brought out their gifts for the birthday girl.
>You couldn’t help but smile as she thanked everyone.
>Granny made her a scarf with what she said was a pattern of a team called the “Wonderbolts”
>As she got present after present the pile of toys and books grew in front of her.
>You could only stand back and smile as she tore through the various boxes the moment they were placed in front of her.
>”Psst Anon.”
>Looking around you spotted Katie by the doorway motioning for you to come over.
>As quietly as possible you snuck away.
“Whats up?”
>”Go grab your gift, I’ll keep an eye on things here.”
>Giving her a thumbs up you walked past and into your bedroom where you hid the present.
>There was a part of you that was honestly scared that she wouldn’t like it.
>Grabbing the wrapped gift you made your way back to the living room and peered in.
>From the looks of it she’d already gone through and opened everything in the span of thirty seconds.
>Clearing your throat you walked in.
>Everyone's heads turned to you.
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>>27308261
“Scootaloo, normally there’d be a nice speech that I could give here, but I really suck with words.”
>You could see Katie facepalm at that.
“So I’ll keep it simple. You have made this place a home, and brought all of us together here.”
>You gestured to everyone gathered around.
“And we may not be a traditional one, but today were all a family.”
>Stepping up you placed the gift right next to her seat.
>…
>…
>Ok did you screw this up.
“Uh… heh heh, you can open the gift now.”
>Scoots head was downcast.
>Oh shit you fucked up.
>Looking around you saw the same look of confusion on everyones face.
>In that one instant you felt the force hit your chest as the little filly clung onto you.
>Quickly reaching up you hugged her as she hung onto.
>Looking down you saw tears streaming down her face.
>But she was smiling.
>Sitting down you still held Scootaloo close.
>If you had been paying attention you would have also noticed that everyone else came over and sat down right beside you.
>Katie, Granny, Fluttershy, Cheerilee, and all the others.
>Your new family was an odd one, but you wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world right now.
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>>27308292
What did Anon give her?! I must know!
It's a scooter, isn't it?
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>>27308319
a hug
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>>27308319
No you retard, it's his monkey penis!
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>>27308292
Oh holy shit, HeliAnon is back. Good to see you again!
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>>27308386
But how do you wrap a hug?
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Is mare for whipping or riding? Or both?
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>>27308420
Both
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>>27308292
HeliAnon is back with some fresh green!

They all come back someday!

Have faith brothers!
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Hi guise, Did I miss a Skittles update or something?
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>>27308739
Nah, he still dead.
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>>27308748
And from what I see there were moe scruffenings than usual. May I ask what happened?
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Have a goddamn update: http://pastebin.com/BTw2cgw4

>You are Moondancer, magical genius, regular genius, co-founder and leader of a relatively successful anti-slavery organization
>You are also drunk, lonely and more than a little hurt
>Stupid fucking Anon
>You don't know why you put up with him
>His words about Trevor continue to bounce around in your brain
>You cringe
>That used to be you
>Until you made friends
>Not that you had them for long
>The war started pretty soon after you finally came out of your shell
>You and your friends were in the volunteer corps when you were all captured
>You'd been helping in a small fort when the human soldiers arrived
>You remember it so vividly
>Chatting with Twinkleshine about the lunch you'd both had that day
>The sudden gunshots
>The screams
>You still have nightmares about it sometimes
>Getting down on the ground and begging for your life
>The hands that grabbed you and pulled you away from the base
>Being taken to some kind of prison with the rest of the ponies they'd captured
>The absolute terror about your situation
>The relief when you found your friends
>The feeling of hope that their group hug gave you
>Finding out you were going to be sold as slaves
>Minuette's plan for escape
>The fucking disastrous celestia-damned plan
>She disappeared for a couple days after that
>When she came back, she was broken
>She never smiled
>Never laughed
>The only time she spoke was when one of your captors spoke to her
>Even then all she'd say were things like "Yes, Master," "No, Master," and "Thank you, Master"
>The rest of the time she just stared at the wall and said nothing
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>>27308913
>At first, all three of you tried your best to be there for her and coax her out again
>After about a month, Twinkleshine was sold and they took her away
>Lemon Hearts followed a week or so later
>But you refused to give up
>For months you tried to help your friend
>The whole time, her dead eyes wore away at your hope
>One day, it became too much to bear
>You made a decision that day
>You were going to save your friend
>You remember all of this but there is one thing that you remember better than anything else
>Minuette didn't even struggle for her life
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>>27308924
Ok, the update is full of feels. However, I don't think I'll be doing anything this heavy in this particular story again. I may try a bit of a more sad story once this one is more fleshed out and I trust myself to write better sad. There were some WEIRD versions of this update that got changed around.
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Any stories about Nurse Redheart yet?
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>>27309092
Features prominently in Trainer Anon. Less so, but still present, in A Deal is a Deal.
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>>27309115
Okay then, thanks.
Which ponies weren't prominent in any stories at all?
I kinda want to write a slave story, but I also want to write about a pony that wasn't featured yet.
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>>27309162
Derpy hasn't gotten much of one, if I remember correctly.
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>>27309200
She's been mentioned a few times and the star of one aborted green, but nothing much. Same with Cheerilee.
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>>27309200
Derpy, huh... That could be interesting.
Her innocent and naive nature... Broken and left totally twisted...
Fuck. Alone thinking about this makes me sad.
That's good. Thanks.
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>>27309209
I was thinking a buddy cop comedy, but ok.
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>>27309162
Well, Rarity only got that one unfinished story a while back and I think might have appeared in a few other stories.
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>>27309218
The one where she was forced to drink her master's piss?
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>>27309231
Man... I still can't believe that human beings exist that would do that to another sentient creature.
It makes me feel fucking sick.
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>>27309231
There was also the horse trainer story, and didn't she show up in Bookhorse? One of the Twilight stories anyway. Maybe the ponk story too?
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>>27309244
In terms of fucked up shit that can happen to you, being forced to drink piss is relatively mild compared to other stuff.
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>>27309162
spike
babs
big mac
sunset shimmer
starlight glimmer
spoiled rich
daring doo
fleetfoot
blaze
misty fly
spa ponies
fleur de lis
tree hugger
sassy sadles
zecora (hmm interesting)
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>>27309244
>Forcing a slave to drink piss.
>Thinking that's all that bad.
Anon, you need to teach your slave to love and cherish ANY give their master gives them. Including that one.
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>>27309267
>zecora
>"Yes, Master, I obey, please don't whip my ass today."
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>>27304898
Photo dump 1#
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>>27304898
>>27309280
Photo dump 2#
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>>27309259
I know, but still...
This might be a bit bloggy, but I have seen a lot of shit in my life,
Gore, dead people, stories of misery and dread and a lot of other fucked up shit.
All that shit you would have seen if you visited that site as long as I do.
I have no problem stomach this kind of shit.
But... Injustice is something makes me rage something fierce.
Ponies are such innocent creatures who don't deserve being treated like a toilet or cum dumps.
I just can't stand shit like this.
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>>27309254
I think it was actually in one of the Ponka stories. She worked at a clothing store, I remember that.

>>27309162
Do you mean written about as a main character, shown up as a side character in a story, or even appeared at all in any story?
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>>27309305
As a main character.
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>>27309297
Neither can most of us. There's a reason we were called White Knight General for a while.
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>>27309297
What if pone wants to drink the piss?
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>>27309321
Then I would fucking let her. I don't have any problems if that's her fetish.
I had a girlfriend who loved when I demeaned and hit her while I fucked her.
But she wanted that I did this to her, so it's fine in my book.

>>27309315
Yeah... I've read most of the stories that wer written in this general.
Most likely that's the reason why I like it so much.
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>>27309343
>I had a girlfriend who loved when I demeaned and hit her while I fucked her.

I'd never do this to a woman, even if it were her fetish, I'm too paranoid about false rape accusations, and if I left a mark or did anything "kinky" with her that she wanted at the time she'd turn it around and spin it as rape if I pissed her off or something.
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>>27309309
Ah, well then as a main character there are quite a number of options. Off the top of my head...
>Celestia
>Twilight Velvet / Night Light (Twiily parents)
>Bulk
>Big Mac (played a major role in one story, but he wasn't really a character exactly)
>Derpy
>Flitter
>Cloudkicker
>Flim/Flam
>Mayor Mare
>Trixie
>Starlight Glimmer
>Zecora
>Fleur De Lis
>Shining Armor
>Braeburn
>Strongheart
>Any Wonderbolt but Spitfire and Soarin
>Any colt/filly character but the CMC
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>>27309370
This may help anon.
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>>27309370
I live in germany, so I didn't have to fear anything like you described...
Sounds like that shit sucks, tho... I feel sorry for you.
It was kinda hot to call her a "worthless bitch who only exists to recieve my semen in her useless pussy".
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>>27309267
>>27309385
Mane-iac (On Progress)
Doctor Whooves
Discord
Coloratura (not yet as a main character)
Celestia (>implying it's in the paste because descent into fine autism)
Limestone Pie
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>>27309387
Wouldn't stop some lying conniving cunt from saying she was intimidated/forced into signing/posing for the picture.
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>>27309385
>>27309400
Flurry Heart
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>>27309401
Good point anon.
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>>27309416
>flurry heart enslaved
kek
Would love to read about this.
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>>27309416
>>27309422
how would babby slave even work? She'd have to be aged up
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>>27309422
Would be an interesting Idea but she would most likely be sold as a pet.
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>>27309425
She could hold your beer.
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>>27309416
>>27309420
>>27309422
>>27309425
>>27309431
>>27309433
Ah crap...
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>>27309433
She would probably spill it. Or drink it.
Drunk slave Flurry Heart when?
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>>27309395
You mean Merkel hasn't made it a felony for men to even breathe in the same room as a woman yet?
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>>27309425
>Want to buy a pone
>Decide to get a young one, since they're supposedly easier to train
>Somehow get shipped a CMC-aged Flurry Heart by accident
>Pony-by-mail service steadfastly denies they offer any alicorns
>Leaves you in the awkward position of explaining how you got one
>Can't hide the horn, it's kind of solid
>Can't hide the wings, they're too damn big
>Can't hide the voice, because she whines all the time
>But you can't bear to just kick the poor thing out either.
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>>27309524
Cut the wings off.
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>>27309524
Apply bonesaw to the horn. Now she's just a pegasus!
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>tfw you will never buy three pone slaves and sew them together ass to mouth to form a pony centipede
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>>27309385
>>27309400
Damn...
You are claiming things I claimed.

Well its not like its a catastrophe if there multiple storys about the same pone...

But I have to correct you:
Derpy 2 Stories so far
Limestone Pie 1 story
Celstia atleast one
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>>27309546
>>27309557
>>>/SiM/
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>>27309572
Fuck no. Even SIM doesn't want that kind of gore shit.
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I want to break Thunderlane by inflicting all his punishments on Rumble and making him watch
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>>27309385
>>27309400
>>27309267
Zecora
Trixxie
Starlight Glimmer
Coloratura
Mayor Mare
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>>27309276
I'd love to give Zecora a few more stripes
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>>27309563
>Celstia atleast one
When? I haven't seen any Celestia focused stories.
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>>27309598
Missed daring doo

>>27309613
I dont remember when but it was there.
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>>27304898
Gotta wonder if enslaved ponies are forced to fight in wars and coincidentally against other slave Ponies
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>>27304898
>>27309677
I was actually thinking about writing a war-dog story about Daring Doo being a draft pony, and saving/getting saved by Handler-Anon.
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>>27309677
It was a thing and it was pretty decent.

pastebin.com/UfJuXdhh
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>when u non com to tred and make hte bup
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>>27305021
>>27305310
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>>27309724

This may be interesting
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>>27309267
Spike
main in one where anon got twilight then trying to get the mane6 + spike together
anon was a war hero, killed many ponies
cant find the story

Big mac
A Deal is a Deal, fucked her sister (if it was him)
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>>27310876
tfw that story is kill
tfw i started writing then got cockblocked by my brain
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I only come to these threads if slaves are made to drink my piss
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>>27308292
your surprise very infrequent updates are always welcome.

>>27308924
Holy shit dude. You had such a good story.
Now you gone and tainted it.
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The "ending" of Regards, Anon is still not in the list....
http://pastebin.com/dtTcYGB6

Get your shit together Jingles
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>>27311635
the problem is that the ending was wrtien by a different writer
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>>27311692
And that means he cant put it in the list as a separate entry?
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>>27311635
>>27311692
>>27311731
Yeah... That ending was horse shit. I considered rewriting it so it sucks less.
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>>27311815
The original ending wasn't bad. Would have been better if writefag had stuck with his first idea, but it wasn't bad.
The new ending completely negates the point of the story.
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>>27311635
Already read it. Still a fucking tear-jerker.
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>She never smiled
>Never laughed
pic related
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>>27312576
Forgot reply
>>27308924
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>>27309724
Proceed in thine act, homosexual.

Long green incoming, just making the last tweaks and finishing a scene.
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>>27311395
I'm sorry, Anon. I promise the next update will make things better. This is just a spark to start some things.
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It is incoming, The long green has arrived.

>le ebin Anon
>You've been at drug dealing for a while.
>And began to run your own little business.
>Of course, you're at the black market.
>Since your face is the police's favorite.
>And they already put up a price to your head.
>But no one of your customers ever tried to throw you out.
>Yeah, no you, no weed for them.
>But there's one problem...
>It's a one man army.
>You're the only one running your own business.
>When things get tough, you'll have to move on to have more people than just you.
>Even one of your most devote customers said so.
>And recommended one of these weird things...
>...Ponies?
>Yeah, he has a steel brain.
>He began smoking weed like, 2 years ago, and he's still thinking straight.
>So he's someone to believe.
>Hey, he didn't gave any sensitive information to the police.
>...yet.
>But that doesn't matter.
>Now you're at the black market.
>Where he said there was a specific 'pony'.
>'One whose mane's strength equals to a hundred men.'
>Sounded cool, yet you haven't found that 'pony'.
>He said you'll know it when you see her.
>Her...?
>Well, you'll ask someone...
>There are some other drug dealers, mexicans, more mexicans, bonus ducks, bank robbers, and a lot of other illegal people.
>Cartel leaders and their men...
>...etcetera.
>There's shit you don't wanna get into, so better ask one of the weed guys.
>As you pan through the market, the guy who told you about this 'pony' is looking at some guns.
>AK-47s, to be precise.
>You reach to him, and he backs off a bit to the surprise.
>"Hey Anon! So... you finally took my advice?"
"...Yeah."
>"Looks like you can't find her, Am I wrong?"
"Nope."
>"Hmm... Okay, She's over there."
>He points his index finger towards a really big 'pony'.
>And by 'big' he meant 'a shitton of hair'.
>But without the 'shitton of hair' she has, she's bigger than the average ponies.
"Thanks."
>"You're welcome Anon."
>You let him check those AK-47s and begin gathering your mon-
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>>27313489
>Damn, you're in a day off. You ain't gonna give him weed.
>"Ah, Anon. Here, have this."
>He gives you a gun.
>Looks like it's from the police.
>And it's loaded.
>"If you buy her, make sure those guys over there ain't trailing you."
>There are some tough guys near the pile of fluffy green hair.
>"I heard they're waiting for someone to buy her so they can kill him and claim the pony. But don't worry. Aim for the head and don't fear regret, the cartel is little enough to empower anything. That's what I heard."
>With the gun in hand, you reach over to the four-legged equine pile of fluffy hair.
>As you begin to get close to her, you notice some things.
>She's crying, and nobody cares.
>This is a black market, where did you think you were?
>And the tough guys are giving you weird looks.
>Shit, hope the gun is loaded.
>You save it in your pocket, just in case.
>As you get close and closer to her, a fat guy comes out of nowhere to sell you what you came for.
>"Hey, you came for the cumslut who can give blowjobs with her mane?"
>That's a long offensive pseudonym.
>You can't help but chuckle.
"So... What's the price?"
>"It's kind of high but by looking at you, seems you can afford her."
"And what's that number?"
>"Ten hundred dollars."
>A bit high, but you can afford her.
>Perfection.
"I'll have her."
>You take a final look at the pile of green hair.
>She's not just crying.
>She's smiling,
>And doesn't even blink.
>Basically, she's crying out of laughter.
>...it seems.
>But that's not something to care about.
>You need someone to help you with work, now that you're making your own territories.
>And help with the big sharks.
>The fat guy gives you the crazy pile of hair and you give him the money.
"Thanks."
>"To you."
>And you leave.
>The guys didn't trail you or something.
>You hope not.
>Anyways, you're the guy with the gun.
>...Against like, 3 or 4 guys also with guns.
>...
>...'May the force be with you.'
>Now, you look at your back...
>...No one.
>Good.
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>>27313497
>Time to leave this damned illegal shithole.
>Now, what's pending...?
>Lunch.
>You might be the only white-knight on this shark tank, but she might need something to eat.
>Her hair is covering her face.
>Cutely.
"Hey, I'm not here to kill you or something like that."
>She begins to lift her head to stare to you
>"A-Are you... going to d-do... something... w-worse...?"
>>implying
"Nope, why do you ask?"
>"W-What they d-did... to... m-me..."
>'They'?
>The fat guy.
>Yep.
"Don't worry, you're safe here."
>You get on the drug dealing van and drive home.
>You'll sure will see what she's capable of.

>Finally home.
>Good thing the police didn't saw your van or anything.
>Really good thing.
>Now for the fun.
>People say her mane and tail are the keys to her popularity and high price.
>...And that you chose a black friday as a day off.
>Your customers will rage at it sometime.
>But for now, you've got unfinished business yet to do.

>You two got inside.
>She stumbles sometimes when she walk.
>Like she's not used to do so.
>Or is it just the 'whatever-the-fuck-is-now numbing pills'?
>Anyways, Whatever pill's effect it has, it should be wearing off by now.
>Because her smile...
>It's the same, but you feel like it's not of a crazy person.
>Like she never felt happiness in a hundred million years...
>But anyways.
>Let us begin.
>You two sit on the biggest couch you have.
"So... I heard your mane is your special trait, right?"
>"Y-Yes... b-but..."
"But what?"
>"M-My old... M-Masters... They said... My mane is only t-to bring them... P-Pleasure and nothing else..."
>What did you expect from a big bunch of green fluff?
>'Ayy le ebin mastre b so gud ai kem fro hte gudnes'?
>Good thing it's a No.
"Well, it is time to break those habits, shall we?"
>If she can give blowjobs with her mane...
>She might had experienced gangrapes.
>...The thought cringes you.
"And let's begin now. What can you lift with your mane?"
>"Uhm... Master...?"
>'Master'?
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>>27313504
>Well, you bought her and you need help with the drug dealing work so...
"Tell me."
>Am I supposed to... L-Lift m-my..."
>You would interrupt her but you want to see how fucked up she is.
>"...A-Ass...?"
>Now you have a proportion of what the FUCK is going on.
>Get it?
"Uhm, Why would I do that?"
>There was a point where we needed to stop and we have clearly passed it.
>But let's keep going and see what happens.
>"Uhm... B-Because... You b-bought m-me to be your s-sex slave?"
>She thinks you're testing her to see if she knows her place.
>Masturbating to BDSM shit when younger surely did a thing.
>But that's not the idea.
>"My dear... What's your name?"
>"M-My name is... whatever y-you want to call me, M-Master..."
>Whelp.
>You try to think of something that's not 'pile of fluffy green hair'.
>Her crazy beady small eyes and her weird smile reminds you of someone...
"...Chara."
>Despite beginning to have success at drug dealing, you're pretty lousy at names.
>"O-Okay... M-Master... My n-name will be Ch-Chara then..."
>Her broken and filled-of-fear voice gets cringier and cringier everytime she speaks.
>Like a countdown.
>For the bomb to explode.
"So... Chara. I don't need your ass to be lifted. I want to know if you could lift something else... For example..."
>You try to think of the heaviest thing in the room...
"...This couch?"
>"...Y-Yes, Master."
>She hops off the couch...
>And two strings from her mane begin to wrap the couch in the blink of an eye.
>...
>The sudden feeling of the floor falling relies on how she could actually lift the whole couch with you.
>You acquired perfecion in discount!
>Moving the weed you move requires heavy work.
>Who's better than Chara?
>No one.
>And today's your day off.
>So... What'cha gonn-
>*Internal gargle*
>Lunch, of course.
>So... You still had money so you could go to a restaurant.
>>implying the public doesn't know your face.
>Right... Right...
>Little details.
>Or... You can call for pizza.
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>>27313512
>They know your face, but not your voice.
>Good, so a fedora and some sunglasses would do enough.
>Or...
>Fun's not over.
>Chara's gonna go for it.
"So, I'll call for pizza, What about when it comes, you bring it?"
You notice she stopped smiling like a crazy schizo.
>That's good.
>Smiling in depressing situations is for freaks.
>"Y-Yes... M-Master..."
"'Kay, Later."

>*30 fucking minutes later*
>Finally, damn.
>Your record of 30 minutes of doing absolutely nothing finally pumps out its brakes by a nice doorbell.
>Stupid of you putting a heavy metal song as doorbell music.
"Hmm, guess that's the pizza, Chara."
>It's something basic, not like she can't do anything at all.
>Hence the high price.
>As your couch groans, you begin to hear steps, alongside some slips.
>*Daily reminder Chara looks like she needs to improve her walking*
>...shit.
>But she'll get over it.
>Now it's time to wait for her to get to the fucking door.
>...
>...
<...
>...
>Really?
>That slow?
>Maybe you can...
"Chara, what's taking you so looong?"
>"T-They said not walking with our h-hooves was s-something... Bad ponies do..."
>Even though that fat fedora lord killed her smile and optimism, he still had a kink for BDSM.
>You can use that kink to your favor.
>Maybe it sounds stupid, but it's something you can't know without experience...
"...Here, a 'bad pony' is the one who doesn't walk the way they are used to."
>It's Chara's turn.
>"B-But they said..."
>1v1 me skrub.
"Tell me. Who named you Chara?"
>"...You, M-Master"
>Get rekt...
"Okay, now please get the Pizza now."
>As your last syllable leaves your mouth, you begin to hear thuds.
>Like something punching the wood.
>And it gets faster and louder every time...
>OH SHIT NIGGA WAT DIDYA UNLEASH?
>A suddenly loud creek makes its way to your ears.
>To EAR rape you...
>...Shit, even YOU can't laugh at your own bad jokes, but still.
>It's ear raping either way.
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>>27313520
>And so a hair string pulls out of the flying mane thingy to pull the door open.
>She wasn't grinning from ear to ear like last time.
>Just a decent smile.
>Genuine smile.
>The first one you've ever saw on Chara.
>As the front door creeks its way to the side, you take a glance on how Chara does her shit.
>Two strings to hold the money like if it was on a table.
>One string to hold the pizza box.
>And another one so it doesn't fall.
>Total of hair strings used: 3.
>To be honest, you expected more strings to be used.
>But that's not a problem.
>"M-Master, here it is..."
>Because you're a soppy white knight, you'll let her know she did a good job.
>That means patting her head, and some stupid emotional words.
>And so you do it.
"Good pony, Chara. You did great.
>Her ears droop down as a response to the patting, and looks up to meet your gaze in response to the speech.
>How cute.
>Now it's time to fucking eat, yo.
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>>27313526
Kek. Feedback and criticism accepted, even if it's just 'muh ferb be autistic'.

I'm on the IRC if something.
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>>27304898
I'd rather let a pony enslave me
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>>27313558
You're in the wrong place, Anon. In this thread, PONY wears the saddle. No exceptions.
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>>27313534
Its nice.
Hopefully he will give her shower soon, hair semen is not cool.
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>>27313566
>Implying you don't want to be a cute mare's slave
>Not wanting to share your fetish openly
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>>27304991
Was getting saddled part of your plan?
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>>27313534

Your very first line of green made me groan, and made my brain turn off.

If you are going to do stupid meme shit, try to be more subtle.
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>>27313687
The thing here is that I wanted to find another way of saying it, besides the >be Anon.
Or the >you are anon
But it's a once in a lifetime shit, nothing to worry about.
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>>27313687
You expected anything less from an >underage b&?
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>>27313709
You're gonna make me ban, shit.
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>>27309462
>You are a slave. Once the ruler of a proud nation, now reduced to a liquor store assistant.
>All it all, it's not that bad.
>The hours are certainly superior, and Ethel reminds you of yourself in many ways - chief among them delegation.
>Oh, *delegation*, that most glorious of ideas... it truly is hell being on the other end of it for once.
>Particularly now.
"Was I inadequate in some way?"
>"Not at all, dear."
"Then could you explain to me why you felt the need to..."
>You gesture towards the infant alicorn.
>Even now, it's diabolical mewling sets your feathers on edge.
>"Poor thing didn't have a home," Ethel answers with a shrug of her bony shoulders. "We couldn't just leave her out in the cold."
"Yes, we could have."
>"Oh, don't be like that, we have to -"
>And then the screaming begins. Again.
>Oh, sweet YOU, the screaming!
>You pluck Ethel's gin from her hand and shove the open flask into Flurry Heart's mouth.
>"Tia... I... um... are you sure that's..."
"Yes. You put me in charge of looking after her -"
>Curse that old woman to a sunless existence!
"- so you should trust my judgement on the matter."
>"Tia, she's drinking my gin."
"A necessary sacrifice. Believe me."
>"Well, she *is* quieter this way."
"Yes. She is."
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>>27313497

>Ten hundred dollars

The word you are looking for is "one thousand".
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>>27313737
Fix'd

>>27313687
Fix'd

>>27313574
Added to the To-do list.

I ain't gonna drop this easily
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>>27313700
Now I see why my filter didn't get this garbage, you're only using the trip..
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To you guys, thw ones who filter me, I'm telling ya, if I ever try to make green, then it's because I want to improve. I'm well aware that I'm living my cringy days and had the worst fate cuz Spanish language, but damn, what is it now?
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>>27314238
Have you considered getting a proofreader to read your stuff before posting?
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>>27314303
Uhm... I could... but underb& kinda ruins it 4 me
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>>27314380
Ask on irc. I'm sure one of the other writefags would be willing to help.
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Threadly reminder that you faggots got SiM killed, and any bad shit that comes your way is simply karma.
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>>27315780
How so? We literally did nothing to SiM.
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>>27315808
We talked to them at some point, so it's our fault some asshole with a hard-on for thread deletions deleted their thread.
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>>27315850
That was happening way before any of this.
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>>27315808
Ugh, don't take the bait ffs.

It's one anon that's either got a hate boner or likes to stir up shit, hell he might not even be from SiM, but even if he is the rest in there probably don't give a fuck.
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>>27315780
Or just plain retarded?
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>tfw you will never repeatedly dutch oven your little pone slave and laugh maniacally as she wretches and gags, struggling desperately to escape the smell
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Is there a story, in progress or not, that has a happy ending for slave pone but still goes lewd at some point? Love the stories I just cant blow my load to any of it :/
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>>27316193
Pick a pony, Anon, I'll write you up some short quick happy slave pone smut in an hour or so.
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>>27316193
"Regards, Anon" has some sex in it. Somewhere in the last third.
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>>27316193
>>27316333
You better pick Pinkie or Twilight or I WILL find you!
Nurse Redheart is fine too.
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>>27316333
>>27316341
Guess Anon didn't want custom slave pone smut. Back to AiE with me, I guess.
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I need to write faster to get to the sex in Trainer I think... we have a gaping hole that needs filling.
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>>27316710
>gaping hole that needs filling
I see what you did there.
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>>27316689
You give up rather easily.

Look everything is in shatters because of Scruffy, Shitposting and other stuff.
All the writefags are currently working on storys.
If you want a story you should give the writers something to work with, a prompt, a picture, a setting, a feeling, something that might make them interested.
And you shouldnt expect an answer or a story within hours.
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Last update
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>Anon stands with his legs slightly apart, hands behind his back, and a strict, calculating gaze as he waits from them to come closer.
>They do, as always, the returns leading the way with heads bowed, and the new ponies following suit, not sure why their peers are so eager to come up to the yellow line painted on the floor before Anon.
>”If you’re a return, step forward.” Anon says.
>About half sheepishly step forward and you recognize a few faces.
>Lily Valley, Apple Cobbler, Cheerilee and Roseluck were all from Ponyville.
>The other two you didn’t know.
>”Before I get started, my name is Anonymous. Address me as Master or Master Anonymous. Sir is fine also. The return mares who were trained here will assure you that disrespect of any kind will earn you less than favorable circumstances. I am your worst nightmare if you cross me or any of the staff here. You’d do well to be humble and thankful around any humans or slave staff here.”
>He pauses, watching their reactions.
>The front row stays quiet while the new ponies whisper and shoot worried glances at one another.
>“That brings us to our first lesson,” Anon said. “You probably haven’t had a chance to clean yourself since you were shipped here. It’s not much to me, but I know you all are probably bothered by it considering your sense of smell, and well, it feels good to be clean.”
>He nods to the doorless shower rooms.
“In the room to your right, there is a small group shower facility. It has hot water, scented soaps—anything you should need to get freshened up.”
>A few of the ponies perk up at this, and glance at one another, not sure what to think of this gesture.
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>>27317403
Shoot, I screwed up something. This text isn't edited yet. Let me clean it up real quick.
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>>27317403
>The returns, all but Roseluck who looked down with a forlorn expression all respond with “Yes, Master” or “Thank you very much, Master.”
>Some of the new ponies scowl or curl an upper lip at the returns, but a most only look embarrassed.
>One by one, most of the ponies took their turn giving their thanks.
>”Y-Yes, Master, I’ll use it well.”
>”Thank you, um, Master.”
>”That is gracious of you, Master.”
>”Sir, I appreciate the gift.”
>Part of you feels a twinge of nausea and horror at listening to them, but it’s nothing but a flicker.
>You’ve been through the routines too many times.

>Anon surveys the group for a moment then spoke.
>“Good, some of you know how to be thankful when something is given to you. Know that besides today, you’ll have to spend points if you want luxuries like hot water. We’re in the middle of the ocean, and we don’t have enough for everyone to use. This is a treat that some of you get today because you showed obedience. The returned ponies and the ones who did not show gratitude, stay here. The rest of you, go ahead and enjoy your showers.
>”It won't be that easy to earn things in the future, but this is the first step. Meet back here within ten minutes.”
>With that, the ponies in the back row, minus a lime green pony with a cowboy hat and a canterlotian white pony with a pink mane, head off to the showers, giving the others who they left behind worried looks.
>The return ponies glance at one another—all but Roseluck at least.
>This must be her third time being returned.
>Poor Rose…

>Anon walks over to a firebox on the wall, unlocks it, and starts to uncoil the hose.
>You heard Rose whimper, and you hum thoughtfully.
>Honestly it wasn’t that bad.
>They’d experience much worse in their lives if Anon didn’t prepare them.
>You do still barely remember a time when watching this disturbed you though.
>How long ago was that…
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>>27317467
>Anon finishes working with the hose and gives it a few test blasts off to the side.
>Water blew out in a gush and he adjusts the nozzle down, though you could still hear the harsh slap of water on the floor.
>He presses a button on a pocket remote and drains open up in the floor.
>”For those that haven’t guessed,” he begins, “ponies who are not interested in serving their masters are in for an unpleasant time. If you do not obey, punishments get worse. Accept them as they come, even if you don’t agree, and they’ll become a passing memory in no time.”
>The pony’s in the back row glare at him and the one in the cowboy hat spoke up.
>>”You’ve gotta be kiddin’ me. You’re going to hose us down with that?”
>”Yes, and if you’re feeling talkative, you’re going to step up and be the first.”
>>The pony spits. “Like hell I am.”
>She walks right up to Anon, and the front row balks, whisper yelling at her to stop and sit back down.
>The mare didn’t listen and walks right up to Anon.
>Anon for his credit didn’t show a flicker in his demeanor and kept on with examining the hose.
>>”If you think for a SECOND, I’m going to be a submissive little cur and let you make me into your little precious little slave then you have ‘nother thing comin’. There’s nothing stopping me from bucking you into next week!”
>Anon’s careless gaze flickers suddenly, and he frowns.
>Just as the pony starts to turn and crouch, he sidesteps and reaches down, grabbing her by the neck.
>>”What the—”
>Anon shoves her down onto the concrete floor, forcing her legs to buckle and pinning her in place.
>The mare gasps and hacks as his hand keeps a firm hold on her neck, but not hard enough to strangle.
>She struggles, but thankfully it looks like she’d been taking her magic supplements and was too weak to break free.
>The mare was luckier than she knew.
>Anon had moved fast for her sake.
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>>27317477
>Anon motions over to you, and you open the first drawer from the large, wheeled tool chest.
>You grab the first item in your mouth and trot over, handing it to him.
>The device was a double spreader bar, with a chain linking the two bars and another chain leading from the middle to hook into any of the clips settled in the floor.
>As the mare gasps for breath and struggles in his grip, Anon clips her hooves into the spreaders and drags her away from the group.
>He hooks a finger around a notch and brought up a clip which secures the spreaders to the floor and walks away just as the mare was catching her breath and staggering to her feet.
>Without so much as a twitch of emotion, he dusts his hands and walks back to the hose.
>”Who wants to get clean first?”

>The ponies don’t say a word, and you can practically feel their trepidation.
>”I will, sir,” Roseluck says with her head bowed.
>Anon nods and she takes her place.

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AN: past tense from here on out. I keep switching to it unconsciously and having to edit.

>The cleanings went like usual.
>The defiant pony yelled taunts at Anon while he laid into other mares with the hose.
>They all cringed and winced at the sharp sting of both the pressure and the cold, but they all stayed mostly quiet, save for a whimper here and there.
>You’ve never experienced it yourself thankfully, but you have had your fair share of cold showers on the rig.
>You hated them, but they weren’t the worst slave life had to offer.

>After a little while, some of the new mares came back from their showers, towels wrapped in their mane or around their barrels.
>A few of them paled or pulled their ears back as they saw what the noise had been about.
>They took their place all the same, likely thankful it wasn’t them under Anon’s focus today.
>You idly stare at the floor and dig your hoof into it.
>Their day wasn’t over yet.
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>>27317489
>”Okay, that’s the last one then,” Anon said and he gestured for a pink coated pony to return to the group.
>>”Hey, I’m talkin’ to you, you big dumb ape—”
>Anon reached in his pocket and produced a remoted and clicked the button.
>A loud surge of energy shot through the green pony, and she screamed.
>Her legs wavered and she collapsed, unconscious.
>She probably was going to be the pony he choose today… poor thing.
>The mare had been defiant but she still didn’t deserve it.
>Anon started over to the fallen mare but stopped for some reason.
>He narrowed his eyes and looked across the ponies who waited on the line.
>His mouth moved as his eyes flicked across them.
>”Six… seven… eight—”
>You blink.
>You hadn’t even noticed but one of them was missing.

>Anon scowled then looked toward the shower room.
>Your sensitive ears picked up the sound of a shower still running and you clicked your tongue.
>Looks like no hot showers for you tonight…
>If only he’d just go in and take them out of there, but Anon insisted on letting them make their choices.
>He crossed his arms and relaxed his posture.
>And so you waited.

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>>27317508
That's what I'm posting for today. Might be a little bit before next update as I'm almost out of fresh text and need to make sure the feel is right. It's been difficult expressing what I want out of Anon and how his motivations work, but I'll get there and post soon enough.

For the faint of heart readers, we're almost back to comfy parts, but the next update barely holds back on what I feel needs to be shown.

Comments and criticism appreciated as always.
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>>27317556
MAKE US HURT!
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>Twilight yawns softly as she lifts her head from its resting place on your bed
>she hears your car door slam and her ears perk up, then flop
>she hops down from the bed, stretching and flapping her wings before trotting excitedly toward the front door
>her tail starts to swish as she sits on her haunches
>she gives an eager little whinny as the doorknob begins to turn
>”Welcome home, Master!” she happily chirps the moment she sees your face
“Hello, slave,” you reply, reaching down a hand to scritch her ear.
>”Dinner’s in the oven, Master! Oh, and I was just finishing the last of your laundry, sir.”
“Good girl,” you say, walking past her toward your room, “but I’m not very hungry at the moment. I had a stressful day.”
>She deflates a little at your words. She always enjoys watching you eat the meals she lovingly and painstakingly prepares for you.
>”Yes, Master,” she replies dejectedly, her ears slowly flattening as she looks at the floor.
“Aww, come on, girl, don’t be like that. I’m sure it’s delicious, just leave it right where it’s at and I’ll eat some later.”
>She simply nods in reply
“I didn’t hear that.”
>”OH... sorry... Yes, Master!” she quickly corrects herself, smiling nervously.
>You kick your shoes off as you amble down the hallway, unbuckling your belt with one hand as you push open your bedroom door with the other, kicking off your trousers and sitting on the side of your bed
>You pull your shirt off as you sprawl yourself out on top of the blankets, closing your eyes with a sigh as you roll over to get more comfortable
>You feel a warm spot on the bed and one of your eyes shoots open
>You call out curiously, raising your voice just enough so that she can hear you
“Twilight, come!”
>She’s at your bed side moments later, sitting on her haunches and tilting her head to the side as she looks up at you
“Was someone on Master’s bed without permission again?”
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>>27317722
>”Y…yes Master… I’m sorry… I… I just missed your scent and thought a few minutes wouldn’t hurt…”
>You sigh and pull open the drawer of your nightstand, reaching for a riding crop, which you gently tap the bed next to you with
“Up, girl,” you command sternly
>Without hesitation Twilight jumps up onto the bed next to you
”Assume the position, mare.”
>She gulps and shudders, lifting her rump into the air and moving her tail out of the way, burying her face in the blanket between her forehooves
>WHAP!
>She bites her lip as the leather makes contact with her exposed rump
>She knows better than to cry out
>Her hindquarters begin to tremble as the whip makes contact a few more times
>After administering the final stroke you toss the whip back into the drawer and close it
>Twilight gives a sigh of relief and slowly turns to face you
>”Thank you, Master.”
“What a good little slave you are, you didn’t even cry,” you praise her as you pull her on top of your bare chest chest
>You place your hands over her rump and begin to rub softly as she settles down onto you, hooking her front hooves over your shoulders
“Did that sting, girl?”
>”Yes, Master,” she replies softly
“Awww, poor thing. Want Master to kiss it and make it all better?”
>Her intense blush makes the answer obvious, even through her purple fur
>You continue to rub for another minute or two, gently kissing the tip of her muzzle before lifting her entire body and situating her so that her rump is directly in front of your face
>Her marehood is already becoming moist, and your cock begins to stiffen, straining against your underwear, begging to be released as her intoxicating scent wafts into your nostrils
>You push her tail to the side, giving her a swat on the rump with your open palm on the same spot you put the whip to her moments ago
“Naughty little filly,” you chide playfully
>”mmph… yes Master…” she whimpers
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>>27317731
>You lean forward, inhaling deeply through your nose, a hair’s breadth away from her glistening folds as she begins winking at you, moisture beginning to trickle down the insides of her thighs
>It’s been weeks since she last got to cum, and the air is heavy with her lust
>She shivers intensely as she feels your hot breath on her hindquarters
>You gently place a kiss, then another, and another, on her tender little rump
>She stares at your cock for several moments, seeming mesmerized by it, then looks back over her shoulder at you hesitantly
>”M…may I, Master?”
“Yes, pony,” you reply, “you may.”
>Before you can even finish your sentence her horn glows and your underwear are quickly torn from your body
>You’ve been chastised by nearly everyone you know for having a magically unrestrained alicorn, but you know she won’t try anything foolish
>Besides, knowing she could kill you at any moment should she decide to, and yet instead chooses to obey your every word, is a huge rush and boost to your ego
>You feel a drop of drool spatter onto your stomach as she licks her lips, not taking her eyes off of your now-free member
>Without warning you dip the tip of your tongue into her sweet pie, lapping at it delicately, just barely making enough contact to drive her wild
>It takes all of her willpower to prevent herself from bucking like a wild mare against your touch
>You’re rewarded with a quick, short spurt of mare juice on your chin and neck
>You wipe your chin with a finger before licking it clean with a chuckle
“You taste delicious, slave. You want Master to fuck you?”
>”Yes, sir…” she coos
>You give her a firm slap on the rump, eliciting a ragged gasp from her
>WHAP!
“I didn’t hear that. I said, do you want your Master to fuck you?”
>”Mph! Yes, Master,” she cries out a little louder, her whole body quaking with desire
>WHAP!
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>>27317737
>She lets out a squeal and you’re rewarded with another little spurt of fluid from her marehood
“I’m not convinced, slave. Convince me.”
>”Oh Master… fuck me… PLEASE fuck me, Master!”
>WHAP!
>She scrambles around on your chest, staring into your eyes pleadingly, her ears pinned flat against her head, tail raised as high as it will go as she hovers her rear end dangerously close to your throbbing member
>”PLEASE Master, PLEASE fuck me!”
>WHAP!
“Now why should I do that?” You tease, guiding the tip of your member to the edge of her slit, slowly dragging it up and down her hot lips
>She bites her bottom lip so hard it nearly bleeds, wanting nothing more than to ride you like a bucking bronco right then and there
>She’s practically screaming at this point, tears threatening to form in her eyes
>”PLEASE! Fuck me, Master! Fuck your little slave! Use me! Please, let me make you cum!”
“Wanting Master’s cum? That’s a bold request.”
>WHAP!
“What have you done to deserve such a gift, hmm?”
>”I don’t deserve it, I’m not worthy, but I need it! Please Master, I’ll do anything, I’m begging you, I just need you inside me—aAAHHH!! OHH!!!”
>She throws her head back and whinnies loudly as you suddenly hilt inside her without warning
>Her shrill cry is cut off suddenly as you force her muzzle against your lips, her tongue eagerly meeting yours as it invades her mouth
>Instead of thrusting in and out of her you simply grind your hips against hers, feeling her clit winking wildly against the base of your shaft as her pussy rhythmically expands and contracts around your girth
>It’s not long before she constricts around your entire length with a loud, guttural grunt, which might have been a scream if her mouth weren’t so busy with yours at the moment, as her mare cum erupts around you, soaking your balls, insides of your thighs, and the blankets and mattress beneath you
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>>27317754
>You grind into her harder, giving her rump another hard slap as you redouble your efforts to suffocate each other with your tongues, her second orgasm hitting her with full force before she even has a chance to recover from the first
>She’s been waiting for this for a long time, her body’s violent tremors of orgasmic ecstasy resembling an epileptic fit as she wiggles and grinds herself against you
>Unable to hold out any longer yourself, you pull her body against yours as hard as you can and roar with a primal intensity that would put any beast to shame, unleashing a torrent of your seed deep inside her as your entire body seizes up in pleasure
>She collapses onto your chest, her heart beating rapidly in her chest against yours, and gives a long, drawn out and satisfied sigh, flicking her soaked tail in satisfaction, the two of you having made quite the mess
>You linger inside her for several minutes, both of you panting as you try to catch your breath, Twilight licking the sweat from your neck and chest, occasionally staring lovingly into your eyes as she laps at you
>She eventually settles onto your chest contentedly after stealing another kiss which seems to last for an eternity
>”I love you, Master,” she coos, almost at a whisper
“I know,” you reply, beginning to idly run your fingers through her mane as she gradually falls asleep
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>>27317754
>>”PLEASE! Fuck me, Master! Fuck your little slave! Use me! Please, let me make you cum!”
>“Wanting Master’s cum? That’s a bold request.”
>>WHAP!
>“What have you done to deserve such a gift, hmm?”
>>”I don’t deserve it, I’m not worthy, but I need it! Please Master, I’ll do anything, I’m begging you, I just need you inside me

Absolutely beautiful. You are the one shot hero we've always needed.
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>>27317556
>faint of heart readers
I'm sure I'm not the only one that stopped fallowing your green a long time ago.

Write whatever.
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>>27318098
>doesn't read the story but reads the ending notes.
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>>27317768
That's not a happy ending at all...
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>>27318283
How so?
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>>27318292
She's still a slave...
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>>27317556
If you're about to go full edgefag please don't.
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>>27318303
A willing slave. She loves her Master. She could easily escape if she didn't.
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>>27318322
There's no such thing as a willing slave.
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>>27318332
You are wrong.
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>>27318098
>I'm sure I'm not the only one
probably pretty close to it
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oh shet kek
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>>27318332
>>27318382
Willing slaves are boring. I like my slaves to have a defiant streak in them, even when utterly broken. It makes punishing them that much more satisfying.
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>>27318436
Stop shitposting
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>>27318490
>Shitposts once in a fucking blue moon
>Gets hate instead of being ignored
Enough of this shit.
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>>27318545
Seriously stop shitposting
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>>27318785
Yeah, the only shitposts we allow in here are stallion steeds and mares for whipping
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>>27317508
Hooo, boy. Well, here we go.

Do what you want, but please don't hurt the Dinky. She's too damn cute.

>>27317768
Well. Uh, that wasn't where I was expecting that go.

Not complaining, though. Nothing wrong with a full fetish story, and utterly broken Twiggles is as good as any. You continuing?
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>>27318840
K.

Who is best for whipping? Celly or Moonbutt?
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Bumpa
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So guys, just got back from ban for the last 3ish days. Anyone want to guess why? Here is a hint, it involved calling out the mod for posting in random threads that he proceeded to nuke, saying we would merge with them. That mother fucker banned me for breaking rule 8 and calling the sniveling fuck out on his bullshit. That is all.
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>>27319621
Also before I forget Ekans might be in on this bullshit, all my posts here and elsewhere were deleted for no reason, as well as being on topic. tfw pissed off a cuk bitch so passive aggressive he shitposts while I cant post back.
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>>27319621
>>27319679
WHAT?
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>>27319765
Bullshit janitor, might also be a butt hurt cuck writer we had her, but told to fuck off. The irony is not lost on me. The fucker would come in and try to start shit, also likely is the one that goes to the other large generals and tells them to expect us to merge with them.
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>>27313593
Implying your in the correct thread.
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>>27315780
You died because your fetish is shit, and you have no fans. Don't bitch at us for your inadequacies.
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>leave SPG for months
>come back
>BlindAnon is dead
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>>27320091
and for some time man, it was a bad loss.
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>>27320212
almost as bad as skittles
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>>27320258
rip.
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When
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>>27320992
When he's ready.
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>>27320613
I wish to ride the little mare.
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>>27322272
Ride or not to ride. That's the question
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>>27322573
That's a silly question. The answer is ride. The answer is always ride.
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>>27320992
When?
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>>27322593
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>>27322272
Mare doesn't want you to ride her.
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>>27323079
Mare doesn't get a choice in the matter. Mare better have her saddle on when I get home or she's in trouble.
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>>27323100
>saddle
Bareback riding is better.
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>>27323119
But the saddle is extra weight for her to carry and an added reminder that she's my slave.
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All you fags that took a ban for us, and are only reading this.

Thank you.

F
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>>27323250
F who, may I ask?
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>>27323783
I think he means "Press F to pay respects". Hence why he only typed F.
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>>27323850
K, if so...

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF. I was one of those fags.
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>>27323866
here here brother.
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>>27323250
F
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>>27322812
>>27320992
eventually. I'm staring at my notepad wondering what the fuck I'm doing
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>>27325255
>notepad
>not using something with autosaves in case vista shits itself.
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>>27325272
I know that feel bro. One of the reasons I write on le phone
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>>27325272
>my notepad
Last time I checked, paper doesn't run on Vista.
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>>27325272
Write in the reply box like a real man.
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>>27325296
IT CAN DO THINGS
not much, but things
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>>27325477
>That word processing program
>Everything about that task bar
Oh god, why?
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>>27325495
I know. Faggot isn't even running Dwarf Fortress in the background.
Am glad to see he changed his mind about Ling dying.
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>>27326131
>Not even running dorfs in the background
HERESY
Hi tgn
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>>27326131
>Am glad to see he changed his mind about Ling dying.
Ling kill scene incoming
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>>27323250
F
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“So have you thought of a name 1337?”
>“A name?”
>The changeling, who is one of your sisters, looks down at you curiously
>from YOUR bunk
“well, yeah, a name, I go by Ling here”
>“A changeling named ling”
>She looks at you for a moment before getting a grin
>“I see”
>Oh shit nigga
>“Then I will be called Chang”
>JUST
“You cant name yourself that”
>she head tilts trying to be cute
>It doesn’t work
>“Why not”
“Chang Ling? Really”
>“yeah”
>She grins
>You groan and shake your head, taking Cadences bed for now
>While you try to lay down to wait out the ling drive
>Chang as she calls herself now just wont shut up
>You put a pillow over your head but it does little to hold her back as she tells you EVERYTHING that’s happened to her since the war
>every
>fucking
>THING
>When you get a break from the talking, you grab the walkie talkie
“Anon whats the next stop”
>Static
>“We’re heading out to texas, I wanna try something”
“What something?”
>“Steak”
>You go silent
“Steak…the thing you can get anywhere, you’re going to texas for it?”
>Anon chuckles loudly
>“Not just any steak. A 72 ounce”
>dudewat
“Explain”
>“You’ll see it when we get there”
>The talkie goes back to static and you put it back on the charging port
>Weird
>When Chang returns to YOUR bed, she goes back to talking
>Luckily, she hasn’t been abused
>But she was sold, a lot
>No surprise really
>You are reminded of the one time she walked in while Chrysalis was in an important meeting, walked right by everyone, made herself a sandwich with the party food, and walked right back out
>10 days in the mines didn’t help her gain any sense either
>Weird changeling
>It only takes 4 hours to drive to Anons goal
>But it feels like 3 days due to Changs constant chatting
>“And THAT’S how I managed to be a maid while disguised as a slutty unicorn. Oh and then when you and-”
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>>27326886
>Anon swings open the door
>“WE’RE HERE”
>Oh thank Chrysalis
>>“……...Finally”
>Stepping out, you see Cadence visibly cringing, and Starburst staring at the sign
>FREE 72OZ STEAK
>Anon rubs his hands together menacingly
>You notice Chang grinning in the corner of your eye
“Been a while since you’ve had any protien”
>“Well technically back whe-”
“No”
>You turn to face her
“Stop there. I don’t want to hear about your escapades with human anatomy”
>It stops nothing, as Chang starts explaining one of her previous owners
>You use your magic to clamp her mouth shut
>Not today bitch
>Chang and yourself change to ponies, Rarity and Fleur De Lis respectively
>You all enter, getting, as expected, strange looks from some humans who were not exactly fond of ponies in their restaurant
>However Anon saying he’s going for the challenge , the mood changes, and the waitress brings him to one of the ‘challenge tables’
>Just normal tables with counters on them
>All of you get drinks, yourself and Cadence getting ciders, Anon a honey blonde lager, and sunburst and chang soda
>Chang on soda
>Not exactly preferred
>The beers are brought, and an announcement is made
>The eyes following to Anon with the huge steak in front of him
>And 4 ponies
>its uncomfortable
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>>27326892
>F5F5F5F5F5.... nothing

Done for the night?
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>>27327306
for now, not sure what to do from here, eat the steak, but then..eh..I need to get the group out to RMs group for the section he already wrote, but thats pretty much all i got in terms of a plan
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>>27327306
>using F5
My newfag detector is off the charts.
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>>27327334
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>>27327498
Shh... You'll summon him...
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>>27325477
>font size 14
Ewww....
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>Fire and Sky is still being written
I read slow and just spent 2 hours catching up on that shit.

God, White Knight General is 6 months old already?

I don't care if we run this shit into the ground. Being here with you faggots to get taken along the wild rides of Buying a Bookhorse and Skittles and all the rest... This has been fantastic. This is the kind of memory I'll be daydreaming about if I'm still alive at the age of 70 in 50 years.

God, I'm so tired, I'm so giddy, what the fuck, somebody spank me
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>>27328834
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>>27327340
>not just having keyboard commands on
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>>27304898
Any of these stories involve rape?
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>>27329689
You can see clit through those panties. Might wanna delete that post unless you want a vacation. I wouldn't risk it.
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Bump with a discussion

How can magic suppressant pills do their shit?

In Regards, Anon, Vinyl takes those pills like it was weed, and became addicted to them.
And in other stories it's just 'some weird-ass shit to prevent unicorns to do their magic'
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>>27327504
>tfw Jerry won't get better at golfing

I need some happy.
Anybody got some to spare?
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>>27329698
just answer the question Jerry
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>>27329707
I don't know why anyone hasn't thought about the magic removal thing from the Equestria Games episode. It would make much more sense that humans got a hold of some of those and used them on unicorn slaves than it does that humans could somehow come up with a countermeasure to a force they have zero practical understanding of.
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>>27309209
with her innocent and naive nature you could easily trick her to enjoy it instead.
She may never understand why other ponies hate their situation or even her master could start to see her as more than a slave
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>>27329707
Twilight did it.
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>>27329707
Buying a Bookhorse had some science-babble about the drug only binding to neural connections in the horn.
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>>27329825
Because they're not mobile or something the average Anon could afford. Plus they don'y have the whole addiction angle.
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>>27330314
The average anon wouldn't need one, just the slavers. Run the unicorns through them before they sell them. Boom, no more magic.
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>>27309315
speaking of White Knights
is the White Knight Squad story dead too?
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>>27330320
I don't think it's a permanent spell.
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>>27330327

I hope so.
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>>27330327
Unfortunately so. I haven't seen that writefag around in any threads lately.
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>>27330384
>Slavers don't sell ponies.
>Slavers lease ponies.
>Don't bring pony back in time, spell wears off and she kills you with magic.
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>>27330433
ew who would want a used mare
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>>27330490
You only want Scootaloo?
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>>27330427
That's the one Bluebird wrote, isn't it? He's like me... He starts a story, loses interest in it and then starts another one.
It's a vicious cycle.
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bump?
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Bump before meeting the page 10 death

>>27331189
Ya beat me. haha.
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>>27331212
I wonder what their butts smell like... hahahaha... Just joking of course hahaha... But I'm sure they would smell so sweet haha...
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>>27331224
They probably smell like horse shit.
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>>27305106
>>27305131
>>27305310

Don't do this shit to real horses please
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>>27331459
A man does as he pleases with his property.
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>>27331584
Real horses would throw you off their backs, tho, and probably trample you to death.
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>>27331586
Not if you're too heavy for them to buck.
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>>27331614
Horses are pretty damn strong, Anon.
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>>27313512
>>my name is Chara
The true name.
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I want to write a story, but I have troubles with how to start it.
Please send help.
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>>27329689
Sauce? I already looked around and couldn't find anything.
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>>27331719
Send help is quite vague


How to into writing: http://pastebin.com/V1ujiyJt
Writing rules from Navarone: http://pastebin.com/bnMmZ2T3
Ezn’s Guite to writing Fanfiction: http://eznguide.neocities.org/
Writing Book for beginners: https://mega.co.nz/#F!pwo21SKA!dljqCUmOhkwLX3x9_ApEgQ
Help for creating OC characters: http://www.dawnsomewhere.com/ocguide/

Head over to www.rizon.net/chat with the channel name #slavepone. If you're ever having a writer's block or need advice, that is the place to go!
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>>27331777
Checked and thanks.
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>>27331719
I'm a fan of starting in media res. Start off right in the middle of a conversation or the action. Throw us right in with

>"Hey, Anon, pull your dick out of that stupid pony and come look at this."

Don't waste time explaining things and let them explain themselves. Was slavery just outlawed?

>"Seriously, man! The fucking bill passed!"
"What?"
>"Yeah!"
>Incog wildly flails at the TV.
>Holy fuck, he's right.
>75% to 25%.
>Fuck.
"Don't let the pony find out."
>"I can see the screen, you simpleton."

Don't waste time trying to introduce the characters, unless they're OCs. We know who Anon is. Maybe not YOUR Anon, but we can assume enough to get started. We know who the ponies are. Again, maybe not your take, but enough to start reading.

"Trixie, one of these days -"
>"What? There's not much you can do that you haven't already. Except please a mare, but that goes without saying."
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>>27331842
Even though it wasn't directed to me, it will work for me. That means on the next story I won't begin with stupid meme storms unless it's Chandence confirmed :^)
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>>27331896
>not memeing all the way through your story
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>>27332402
That's what I like to see, a good little slave ready to take her stripes.
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>>27332809
You wouldn't whip a sweet innocent little Dashie, would you Anon?
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>>27333152
Yes. Mare is for whipping, after all.
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I've stopped fucking around and gotten back to actually writing ADiaD and not just padding the outline or staring at the screen.
Only have a couple posts-worth ready, so not putting any of it up tonight tomorrow, probably. Besides, since it's been a while, should I whip up a summary of where the story is before posting more?

We'll finally get around to Moondancer explaining >>27329707
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Thanks Everypeople for keep this thread alive, for a moment thought I was actually kapuf
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>>27333337
>off by four
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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>>27308319
>What did Anon give her?! I must know!

One family anon... One Family
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>>27333353
Fuck you're irritating.
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>>27333353
Time to find out what the get was:
>>27333333
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>>27308913
>Even then all she'd say were things like "Yes, Master," "No, Master," and "Thank you, Master"


FUCKKKKK
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>>27317556
great work Ephemeral, read the kind parts as well as too aggressive and bitter plot.

These ponies need your Spartacus
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>>27333318
If you feel like it.

A summery would be a good reminder. But if i wonder how many new readers would honestly only be satisfied with just that.
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>>27327310
Anon eats his steak, but after some smart guy comes to your table for a fight, taunting anon with any comments about your fetish play with lil horses colors and how fun it must be "mount", perhaps incluse asked how much money they want for "play" with Candance and Ling / Flour de Lis, may have a fight, maybe Ling attack human and perhaps the sheriff appears, accompanied by his pony assistant

only ideas
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>>27304898
bump
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>>27333919
>his pony assistant
Braeburn?
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>>27334313
WELCOME TO AAAAAAAAAAAAAPPLEOO- Texas
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>>27333337
We going back to regular name at any point or was that added to a filter to auto ban?
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>>27304898
I can't wait for the Stellaris pony mods so I can invade and enslave cute, alien horses and molest their tight, little black holes with my giant space destroyer.
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>>27334630
Next thread will probably be back to the normal name.
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>>27335159
Excellent.
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>>27334630
>>27333337
>>27334706
>>27335159
>>27335184
Still wishing Scruffy would grow a pair of balls and meet me somewhere for legal mutual combat. That shit scared me off of this general for a long god damn time.
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>>27335192
AB bump
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>>27335192
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>>27335647
I'd love to but I doubt he'll give me the opportunity.
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Any NMM green?
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>>27335883
There was some before this mess.
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I really want and need to rant and vent but that would not help this thread. I also lack the required amount of middlefingers to do so.

>>27333318
Best news this month.

>>27335159
Should we really do that?

Also:
Dyslexia
Ephemeral
Fireking
HeliAnon
HunterAnon
JohnColt
Lurkernon
RM-Writing
SkittlesAnon
Strumstar Hammer
twiligh/tg/ame_night
Writeslut
Codename: OPFAG
Klaifferon
Shipingislovelife
Ferb
...

When?
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>>27335883
I got you covered, breh. This shit'll give you nightmares for a week.
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>>27335958
>I really want and need to rant and vent but that would not help this thread.
You are wiser than most.

>Should we really do that?
I don't want to jinx it, but Scruffy seems to be backing off.
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>>27334313
>Braeburn?

for a moment i would say Lime Pie nah... Shining Armor!!!, but Braeburn is good choice too
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>>27335966
He backed off as soon as the name changed. Going back to the original seems counterintuitive
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>>27333191
Is lazy writefag also for whipping?
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>>27336757
Of course. Any respectable writefag should flagellate themselves on a regular basis.
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>>27336757
>>27337051
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Are there any good bits of cruel slavery?
Not out and out break their mind until they just stare at a wall with pinhole eyes, but just unrelenting trains of beatings, suffering, and so on to the pony?
Preferably from a nonhuman source.
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>>27337083
No, you won't!

None of you will!
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So, is this general a combination of the slavepony and the SiM generals? Guess I'll upload an old picture I drew. Been trying to draw something, but I've been hitting some rough patches and drawing isn't really helping lift my mood so there'll be a lot of mistakes. But, thought some of you might get some inspiration from it.
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>>27337202
I would like to get some "inspiration" from it, but there is a black bar preventing me from doing so.
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>>27337202
>>27337207
I meant this picture.

>Slave Inc.
>Anon hears his door bell ring
>When he opens his door, he finds a crate sitting on his doormat
>Moans and grunts can be heard from the package
>Opens it
>sees this

Some shit like that, I don't know, will probably never finish this drawing.
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>>27337280
That's dangeriously anthro, Anon.
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>>27337286
Wanted to try drawing anthro.
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>>27337290
But anthro is banned here, be careful.
Would like to see it finished. i don't have anything against anthro as long as its good anthro.
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>>27336742
>janitor applications just before this shit all started.
>applications for a new janitor when this all ended.

coincidence?

I just hope he was permabaned from everywhere.
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>>27337298
Have another unfinished sketch then Anon.
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>>27337324
Could be that he just wanted to fuck things up and then got his kicked out.
Makes a lot of sense...
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>>27337329
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>>27335958
Ideally soon. Been busy and haven't had the mojo to write. Kinda hit a small depression wave on a day off when I was supposed to write happy scenes.

>>27335883
Devil in the machine showed promise and then we got into scruff hell... really sucks.

>>27317629
Hopefully I will, but not too bad. Ponies are for comfort cuddles.

>>27318311
Depends on your standards. There's not going to be torture but mares will get punishments. The point of the story isn't to be edgy.

>>27333725
There are no heroes here.

>>27337130
>Not out and out break their mind until they just stare at a wall with pinhole eyes, but just unrelenting trains of beatings, suffering, and so on to the pony?
It's the same thing. I guess we have Jack but you should look at SiM. They actually have a few stories that focus on that specifically, but, it's usually from Anon.

>>27337330
Don't you dare give me hope for stability like that.
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>>27337648
>There are no heroes here.

Heroe is a label that suits only when the situation is in your favor, for the humans in you story any "hero" of the ponies would be equivalent to criminal scum or a terrorist.
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>>27337648
>There are no heroes here.
https://youtu.be/oafRdw6ofmw
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>>27337648
Well more of what I want them is some sort of sniveling wreck begging for it to stop.
Sort of like what happens when you finally snap, tackle the asshole trying to be a bully and drive a thumbtack into each of his fingers.
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>>27337791
A snap would be nice... I suppose Regards Anon is the closest but not what you're after here. It just does a good job of depicting a pony who's psychologically damaged from her experiences.
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>>27337130
>>27337791
>>27337835
Cruel slavery
pony gets messed up constantly
pone POV
there was some
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Reminder that pony slavery is on-topic show related discussion as there have been several examples of ponies being enslaved in the show.
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>>27335958
I didn't know I was so easily forgotten.

>shippingislovelife
Why would that make the list? It's all the way back from november.

>ferb
Just no.
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>>27338011
...such as?
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>>27338046
Crystal Ponies under king Sombra.
Snips and Snails forced to pull Trixie's wheel-less cart and even having a whip cracked over their backs to drive them onward.
Rarity enslaved by diamond dogs, forced to pull cart and collect gems. Diamond dogs riding the rest of the mane 6 and referring to them as workhorses
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>>27338059
There's also how the ponies treat non-pony races such as sheep and cows.
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>>27338017
You weren' forgotten. You said you weren't up to writing atm, if memory serves me right.

>Why would that make the list?
Because of dark secrets...

>Just no.
Cruel.
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>>27335958
I'll be returning soon. I'm working on the next update. Finals week is next week for me so things aren't going to be as rapidly updating.
For now, have a pic of Moonie and Anon getting salty at a tabletop RPG
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>>27335958
>Strumstar When
Fuck you, I'm lazy and getting distracted by other story ideas that I will probably never go through with.
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>>27338472
I didn't draw that btw I just went to the drawfag thread and asked for moonie and anon playing Magic. The drawfag didn't know what Magic was but I like the pic anyways
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>>27338472
Why is Anon naked?
What godawful Magic format requires the players be naked?
Why isn't Moondancer naked? Is she cheating?
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>>27338729
Maybe it's a ritual invocation, and Anon is the sacrifice for open the portal
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>>27338729
Strip Magic. It's a thing.
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>>27335159
I would advise against that.
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so about that spitfire?
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>>27339023
So about that! Picking up from the pastebin:

"...we'll head for the isles."
> You swallow, putting a hoof out towards Giselle.
> She'd only ever tried to help you; no point into making a bad choice on grudges alone.
"I'm trusting you on this."
> "I know."

--------

> Land appear within a few hours, easily spotted against the uniformly flat horizon of the sea they emerged from.
> You'd laid out the rough arrangement of the isle - Trottingham on the northwest, smaller towns and cities interspersed among the thick forests towards the south.
> Based on your estimations of the winds Anonymous had chosen to fly along the western coast, hopefully finding a secluded cove or beach in which to safely set down.
> As you turn along the coastline, however, Anonymous point out a bulge in the distance at your ten o'clock.
> "That the city?"
> Only a glance is needed to confirm his suspicion.
"Yes. Damn, we're further East than I'd have hoped."
> "Can't be helped. Flying this long on dead reckoning's an art at best. Do we need to turn away?"
> You lean in to peer at the altimeter.
"We're at... seven thousand feet? No, we should be plenty high up enough to avoid them. Even if they do spot us, we'll be passing on.
> You can't avoid glancing out the cockpit window as Trottingham passes below.
> Something is... strange about the city.
> There's none of the signs you'd expect to see around a habitation of its size - plumes of smoke rising from chimneys in the brisk spring air, a few lights lit in the late afternoon light, pegasi flitting from clouds anchored around the city...
> Well, perhaps not the last one considering how welcome pegasi had been the last time you visited.
> But even so, there's an unnatural stillness about the city.
> It seemed... dead.
> Shuddering softly, you mutter beneath your breath.
"Hope you got what you were asking for, you damn geldings."
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>>27339248

> If ponies hadn't turned away from Equestria, then the fighting would never have started - and then everything that followed it could have been avoided.
> Even as the words leave your lips, though, you regret them.
> They'd abandoned the rest of Equestria, yes - locked themselves away as the sickness and shadows of war crept in.
> But if there was one thing you had come to understand, it was not to paint with too broad a brush.
> Just because there were clouds did not mean a storm was coming.
> Undoubtedly ponies had been caught in that and suffered the same fate as you had.
> Or worse.
> Wrenching your gaze away from the pitiful sight, you refocus on looking ahead - both metaphorically and literally searching for a place to land.
> Once the city is left behind, you drop back down to a lower altitude better for spotting from.
> The curving, steeply-bordered cove appears suddenly; even from the air it is difficult to see until you are almost atop it.
"Check - looks like a nice landing space, nine o'clock."
> "I see it."
> Anonymous peers out his window, as do you by standing in your seat.
> "There are buildings down there. And docks, I think."
"I don't see any lights. Give me a chance to check it out."
> Chewing his lip, your owner considers for a moment before nodding.
> "Five minutes. I can't afford to burn fuel waiting for you."
"Shouldn't be a problem. I can catch up."
> You turn to leave, but Giselle rises from her spot and holds out a claw.
> "I'll go with you."
"Can you keep up?"
> Her sly grin tells it all.
> "Didn't have a problem the last time we had a proper race."
> A minute later you both are hurtling down towards ground below.
> It quickly becomes clear that any inhabitants are long gone.
> Your heart falls as you observe the ruins; some homes were merely neglected, but the charred wreckage occupying the foundations of several more speak to the permanance of the village's fate.
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>>27339023
>>27339248
dang im magic
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>>27339254

> Even one of the piers run out into the water had been destroyed at some point, leaving only the splintered pilings protruding through the waterline.
> Those buildings that remain standing are widely scattered, surrounded by overgrown plots that might once have been gardens, but are also reasonably well-built despite their abandonment.
> Darting rapidly in and out through windows long since devoid of their glass only increases your certainty.
> Thick dust coats everything within, except where the weather had left its mark in water stains and objects strewn about by winds.
"Anonymous? There's nopony down here. You're good to come in."
> "Roger. I'll come in on the water; be ready to tie me up."
"Affirmative."
> Having Giselle's claws available makes the task even easier, and soon Anonymous is cutting the engines out as the plane bumps gently against the surviving dock.
> In their absence, the only sound to be heard is the sucking of water against the pilings.
> Slipping back inside, you find Anonymous shutting down the aircraft's systems.
> "Good job out there. You want to get anything done, get it done now; I'm not running the auxiliary power, so we don't have too much to spare."
"I hear you. Any chance I could get out and fly?"
> Glancing aside at the setting sun, he frowns and scratches his chin.
> "Wait until nightfall. I don't want you being spotted by the twilight."
> Your hopes fall - the evening glow, suffused with a golden glow the same tone as your own mane, had along with the drawn always been one of your favorite times to fly.
"Got it."
> "That goes for you too, Giselle. I know I can't technically give you orders, but I want you inside."
> Having followed you halfway in to perch in the hatchway, the griffoness nods.
> "I understand."
> Stretching cat-like, she flutters her wings and clicks her beak.
> "I will be doing a bit of flying, though. There's only so long you can keep a hen indoors before she goes mad, you know."
"...do I ever."
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>>27339262

> "Hell, even I feel that."
> Anonymous crawls out and deftly leaps onto the dock.
> Wood creaks beneath his boots, but holds.
> "You two sure this place is safe?"
> "Unless there's a mountain of soldiers hiding in a basement somewhere, yes."
> Settling perched atop a nearby piling, Giselle shrugs.
"Agreed. It even smells old - none of the fresh scents you'd get if somepony was living here still."
> "Fair enough."
> Looking around, Anonymous gives a soft 'hmm' and sighs.
> "Feels kind of strange, hanging out in an abandoned place like this."
> You can't deny that.
> Whoever lived here obviously hadn't left by choice, after all.
> But at the same time, needs are needs.
"If it's okay with you, I'd like to take a trot-around and see if there's anything worth eating."
> "Go ahead. Don't be too long, though."
> Unfortunately, the truth is there isn't really much to be had.
> Any real food had long since either rotted to nothing or been eaten by animals who'd moved in when the original occupants had... left.
> A canvas bag hidden in the back of a pantry offers a brief moment of hope, but the moment you stick your muzzle into it the scent of rotting hay assaults your nostrils.
> Instead you're reduced to going outside and engaging in the most basic means of ponykind's survival:
> Grazing.
> Winter's recent retreat had only just begun to allow the grass to regrow, but you're able to find enough.
> "...does that even taste like anything?"
> Anonymous had stopped nearby, looking at you curiously.
> Though he seemed relaxed, you note that the gun was slung over his shoulder as well.
> Raising your head, you give a little shrug with your wings.
"Honestly? Not like much. Cold's sapped a lot from it. But, some of the slop they gave us back in the holding and 'training' facilities was honestly worse."
> "Worse than grass?"
"At least this tastes like it was fresh at some time in its life."
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>>27339267

> "Heh. Well, I'm going to stretch my legs, take a look around. Don't think I've ever seen an actual Equestrian home before."
> Your chest twinges with a touch of annoyance at the thought of him poking around needlessly inside of somepony's home.
> Somepony who'd been evicted from that home by force, and was quite possibly serving another human right now.
> After all, he didn't need to forage for food - he was eating what little packaged food was on the plane.
> But that feeling is stuffed down as quickly as it had come.
> He wasn't going to be pillaging graves exactly - as if there was anything left to pillage anyhow.
> Finding a few more patches of palatable stalks to force down, you spread your wings and opt to circle just above the rooftops a bit - enjoying the chance to just be in the air without a job or objective.
> Anonymous drifts from building to building below, but Giselle is nowhere to be seen.
> That brings a frown to your lips, and you circle a bit further out.
> When you finally do finish up, swinging back towards the village, you find Anonymous has found a chair large enough to fit him.
> It's been dragged out onto the covered second-floor porch of one of the remaining houses, allowing him to prop his legs up on the half-fallen fence surrounding it.
> Coming in to land, you raise an eyebrow.
"Making yourself at home?"
> At least he has the good sense to look sheepish.
> "Yeah. Enjoying the view a bit. Your world - it's pretty damn amazing, actually, and I've seen a lot."
"A lot?"
> "Mmm-hmm."
> A hand is raised to gesture at the broad, pale disk of Luna's moon now creeping up over the horizon.
> "I mean, look at that. I've flown under harvest moons back home, but I haven't ever seen anything like that."
> You issue a soft 'hmm', tucking your hooves in and extending a wing to start picking over its feathers.
> "I think I missed the fun parts of going to a different world, sorry."
> To that, he does not answer - not immediately.
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>>27339279

> "Hey Spitfire?"
"Mmmm?"
> "What happened?"
> Lifting your head and spitting a loose feather free, you tilt your head.
> "I mean - I heard about the epidemic and then the fighting on the news, and then of course all of you showed up... but I've never heard what really happened."
> Extending the other wing, you work at it for a while before you can bring yourself to speak.
"...it wasn't one sickness - we could've handled one sickness. First one was a minor hoof rot. Everypony gets it sometimes, nothing unusual - just hit a lot of ponies at once, filled the hospitals up fast."
> Anonymous pulls his feet in, sitting up and listening.
"Second one hit the hospitals first. That was the bad one - the one that killed, jumping from hospital to hospital. Ponies panicked, got scared of walking around or letting anypony else in. Food started to run low."
> "And that's when the fighting started up."
"Yeah. Ponies got desperate. We pegasi were lucky - cloud cities didn't get the rot too badly, but we can't make our own food. Tribal splits opened up again in places... truth was, we still would've come through eventually, but the griffons started fighting too. Then they called for aid from you lot..."
> "...and that was that."
> Reaching the end of your wing, you fold it back down and nod shakily.
"That was that."
> Sighing gently, Anonymous nods.
"You know, sometimes when I was in those cages I thought they deserved it. That if we hadn't turned on each other the moment bad winds came, we could've come through it - so they deserved to be emptied out."
> "You're talking in the past tense."
> Heading falling and tail flicking nervously, you nod.
"Yeah. Woke up one day, realized I was actually starting to take pleasure in other ponies' suffering. Promised myself I wouldn't ever think like that, even if some ponies did deserve something. Justice is one thing, but this... it still isn't right."
> "And me?"
> Too late you realize the corner you've argued yourself into.
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>>27339286

> May as well throw caution to the wind.
"You're okay. Tartarus - you're pretty good. But that doesn't make it right. Buying -"
> The words stumble on your lips.
"-buying me wasn't right. Just because it came out okay in the end doesn't justify slavery."
> "About what I figured you'd say."
"Not lost on me that I can say that and not expect to be beaten silly or something in the next moment."
> "You'd say it anyway."
"...I can't deny that."
> Grinning, Anonymmous leans back in his seat.
> "So what about the griffons, then?"
> "Eh, we screwed ourselves too."
> You whirl about, eyes going narrow.
> Giselle raises a claw from where she'd stretched languidly over one of the guard rails.
"How long have you been there?!"
> "Long enough."
> She chuckles gently.
> "But please, don't stop for me."
"You're awfully fond of sneaking up on ponies."
> "Predator's instincts can't help it."
"Oh yeah?"
> Your smirk is on your face as well as in your voice.
"Well, it's my instinct to swat a smart-alec griffon around her head."
> "Gotta reach me first!"
> With that, Giselle rolls from the railing and spreads her wings mid-air, soaring into the night sky with a laugh.
> You spread your own wings to go after her, but glance to Anonymous.
> He shrugs with a knowing grin.
> "Go have some fun. You've earned some time to yourself, and it's not like we're going anywhere."
> Anonymous rises, grinning himself.
> "Besides, I swear to God, you two need some way to work out the sexual tension between the two of you."
"Sexual-"
> With a huff of anger and his own laughter echoing in your ears, you launch yourself after Giselle.

Took a bit to figure out where I needed to go next. Fortunately I'm well on-track now, so updates can continue at a good pace.
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>>27339301
yay update

i will read this tomorrow for sure
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Reminder that mare is for whipping.
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>>27339380
You must pace yourself when whipping mare. Wouldn't want to accidentally kill her.
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I kinda wanna do a reverse white knight story. Slave mare is abducted from a kind, benevolent, loving master, and is subjected to horrible abuse which is so foreign to her she has no idea how to cope, sinking into utter despair and misery, wanting nothing more than to go home to her master.
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>>27339470
Sounds more like something that other thread we don't talk about anymore would like.

Please don't yell at me.
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>>27339470
>slave mare was raised from a filly by her master
>has never known the sting of the lash or any other similar harsh treatment
>is completely clueless just how bad some ponies have it
>she's always been fairly sheltered from the world
>always treated like family by her master
>she loves him dearly
>nothing pleases her more than master telling her what a good girl she is for doing her chores
>or snuggling up to him in bed at night after both having a long hard day of work
>she wakes up one morning and Master is nowhere to be found
>she's chained to the ground
>she looks up and sees a strange man holding a whip
>she tilts her head and looks at him curiously as he unfurls it and walks toward her
>"W..where's master?" she asks innocently, no idea what's about to happen
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>>27339607
Why did this make me feel?
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Is this the thread for manacling and violently raping gryphons?
Like making jackhammer comments as you grab their wings and twist and thrust in?
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>>27339694
I'd read it.
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>>27339301
nice but is still ship spitfire x anon
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>>27339694
It isn't, but it'll probably happen anyway.
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>>27339694
>>27339492

This thread is for anything involving the theme of slavery. Abuse and cruelty are allowed just as much as white knighting.
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>>27339470
>reverse white knight story
would that be called 'black knight'?

>>27337329
we need more willing slaves, there were like only 2 stories
and the Octavia one was too short
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>>27339783
Skittles was a willing slave, at least for her new master.
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>>27339754
So things like executing a slave as a show of force would go here?
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>>27339852
That might be pushing it a little. It would depend heavily on the context.
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>>27339865
Choosing the sweetest slave, the one showing the most loyalty and adoration for their master, then giving them a tire necktie.
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>>27339887
That sounds like edgefaggotry for edgefaggotry's sake. There's literally no reason to execute a loyal, obedient slave. If you're trying to send a message not to step out of line you kill a troublemaker.
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>>27339607
This sounds so fucked up but I kinda want it to be a thing. Also 'other thread' should be welcome here while we have scruff bombers.
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>>27339904
Except the troublemaker is expected, slaves would just see it as business as usual.
Executing a loyal slave would show that you aren't playing around.

Would it be better to blow the control collar or gunshot then?
Part of it is showing that disobedience ends not in quick death but suicide or long and painful immolation.
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>>27339926
I reckon we should just stay away from aforementioned thread. Shit seems to be blowing over and I don't want it to start again.
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>>27339930
You risk turning your loyal slaves against you pulling shit like that. Not worth it.
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>>27340066
This. If loyal ponies have to live in constant fear of being murdered for absolutely no reason, they'll see no reason not to rebel if they think they have a better chance of survival.
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>>27340133
Punish a random pony whenever anyone acts up. The others will keep the troublemakers in line out of fear.
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>>27340153
This is my goal idea really.
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>>27340153
Punishment is one thing, but murder will encourage rebellion. How many ponies do you think you can honestly kill before the rest of them say "fuck it" and stage a revolt?
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>>27340263
Besides, pony slaves are expensive to replace, it wouldn't be prudent to execute them unless they really fucked up big time and did something like intentionally hurt or injure their master or another human.
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>>27340263
None. Punish them, but don't kill them. Make it clear that the one that acted up is at fault. Maybe even make that pony do the punishment. The pony that's punished will resent them forever.
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>>27340285
What do you do if you get a sadist pony that fucks up just to see other ponies suffer?
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>>27340341
Make both fuckup AND random pony be punished?
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>>27340368
Fuck the fuckup while he fucks a random pony.
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>>27340341
hope the other ponies take care of him on their own.
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>>27340285
So like make it clear that they can choose a giant branding, or all the slaves can come together to stoke the fire, test the brand, hold the pony down, and finally brand.
So that they all can be involved in it and know they had a hand in it.
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>>27339930
>Except the troublemaker is expected, slaves would just see it as business as usual.
'Business as usual' means that things are understandable, can be expected, and are therefore easier to sail through and survive and their situation as slaves more acceptable and comfortable.

>Executing a loyal slave would show that you aren't playing around.
This is Bond Villain stupidity. It's like shooting a random mook because your right hand failed at capturing the heroes and then expect the other mooks to still be loyal to you.
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>>27340341
Be delighted since you just bought the slaves purely to torment.
You have only busywork for them and the truth is that as the master you just wanted a chance to actually own another sapient being.
Or several.

No muss about being a strict task master or anything, its just pure sadism on your part, and you love that.
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>>27340651
See now that's the kind of edge that usually doesn't get a very favorable reception here.
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>>27340889
But its also a very realistic reason for buying slaves and treating them that way.

There is no higher purpose, no religious bent, monetary reasoning, or even racism.
Its just somebody wants some suffering, and will have it.
Plenty of those people run around in life and have the finances to pull this off.
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>>27331435
I am sad now.
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>>27340912
At least its better than the anon who found out it tastes like carrots, rotten grass, and horse shit in the end.

We truly have some dedicated researchers here.
Still not enough for an Ig Nobel.
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>>27340908

>realistic

Maybe if you are a sociopath.

Though I suppose the same folks create snuff films, so meh.
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>>27340957
There are people in this fandom right now that would literally pay money to see ponies suffer horribly or for the chance to inflict severe pain on them themselves if they were real.
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>>27340957
Or just when you see them torture animals, fuck up kids, and so on.
Let alone all the tens of millions doing this shit right now around the world.
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>>27339607
you're Black Knigth fella
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So I was like, uh, pointlessly panning through the catalog up and down thinking about what could I try and write 'decently'. And since I actually HAVE something to do that, and something to justify meme storms... Chandence ...from Cadence's point instead. Olibird mentioned that there are some ultra edgy stories on SiM to balance the weak writing. Probably that applied to Chandence in its time.

So with that said, I'll swallow a thesaurus, and begin to write them green.
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>>27339607
>the filly belonged to Anon's former slave
>they were lovers
>Anon had no idea she was pregnant when he bought/rescued her
>neither did she
>filly's mommy gets really sick when filly is around 2 years old or so
>knows she's not going to be around much longer
>records a video for her daughter to see when she's old enough to understand
>"Mommy doesn't have long left, but she wanted to make sure she left something behind for you, so that you never forget her voice. I love you so much my sweet baby girl. Be a good girl for our Master. If you turned out anything like me I know you might not like some of his rules but they're for your own good. I promise, baby, he's just trying to do what's best for you, even if you don't always understand why or like it. He loves you, little one, just as he loved me. We'll meet again some day. Goodbye."
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>>27341200
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>>27339607
>>27341200
I really want this as a fully fleshed out story now. I need a good cry, and this setup has such potential for overwhelming heartbreak. Hurt me, Anon, please...
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>>27338836
He's not wrong, you know.
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>"Hello, is this mister Anonymous?"
"Yes..."
>"Hi Anon, this is Twilight Sparkle calling with Geico. How are you this afternoon?"
"Not bad I guess."
>"Good to hear it. I was calling about the accident you reported on the fifth?"
"Yeah."
>"Is everyone okay?"
"Yeah, just a little fender bender. Just glad the other guy didn't take off or anything."
>"Fantastic. I just wanted to follow up with you and let you know that I have started a claim with the other party's insurance company, Allstate, and I wanted to see if we could get them on a three-way call to see if they're accepting liability for the damages to your vehicle. Is now a good time?"
"Sure."
>"Great, let me put you on a brief hold while I call up the claims adjuster at Allstate that's handling your claim."
>MLP theme music begins to play while you're on hold
>"Mister Anonymous?"
"Yeah."
>"Hi, I'm Rarity with Allstate, how are you this afternoon?"
"Good."
>"I've spoken with Ms Sparkle about your accident, and we're glad to hear everyone is okay. I wanted to let you know our client has accepted fault, so we can get the paperwork started over the phone right now to cut a check to Geico to cover the cost of repairs and your deductible."
"That's a huge relief, I thought for sure you guys would fight us on this"
>"Well, it was a pretty cut and dry---"

Oh wait... "Subjugation Sunday?"
I thought the OP title said "Subrogation Sunday."

Never mind. Carry on.
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>>27341589
Kek
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>>27341589
>Ponies are enslaved to work in humanity's call centers for the rest of their natural born lives.
FUND IT!
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>>27341200

>>27341380
This.
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>>27341589
Well done, anon.
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>>27341632
A fate worse than death, even for slaves.
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>>27341589
I had to look up what "subrogation" meant. Then I laughed hysterically when I finally got the joke. Well done, anon.
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>>27341632
Man, would have been better something violent or gore to what you just wrote, that was too cruel
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>>27341589
All of my kek.
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>>27333919
Eh, more about getting them to the Moab area is what I'm focused on, RM is getting antsy, and i understand why. I may do something like that when they get to the restricted areas
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>>27339301
Glad to hear it.
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Where we left off:
>Lauren is being seen by Dr. Alda for the injuries caused by Apple Bloom kicking her off of the bed.
>Nurse Redheart has been asked to let Hematite Pie and Mica Pie watch her treat Derpy, who flew into a wall. Hematite wants to learn how to properly care for other ponies, not just herself.
>Our anonymous farmer, after who knows how many bowls of mac n’ cheese and several movies, has begun to open up to Moondancer and is in the middle of a serious conversation that has drifted from Maud to Apple Bloom and how much she means to the other ponies.
>Diamond Tiara finished her shower and was preparing to sell herself again. Probably to someone who wouldn’t be nice.
>Silver Spoon comforted Cheerilee, even as the older mare tried to do the very same for her.
>Apple Bloom revealed to Scootaloo that she might be pregnant.
>tgn realized there are too many characters and that he should probably kill off a few.

Continuing from pastebin: http://pastebin.com/c348Pg2X

APPLE BLOOM
>The mare blinks once. Slowly.
>”I’m… I’m sorry,” Scootaloo murmurs, “but…”
>She pauses, swallowin’ audibly.
>”You’re keeping it?
“How could Ah not?”
>”Because… because…”
>Scootaloo shrugs helplessly when the words don’t come to her.
>You’re glad – if she had a good reason… well, if that were the case, you’d have a harder time pretendin’ to yourself that you’re bein’ selfless.
>”Who’s the father?”
>You shudder, rememberin’ all the things *he* told you, the familiar smell of the stallion, his harsh grunts as he…
“Ah don’t know his name.”
>Her surprised gasp makes you shake even harder.
>“Innocent little Apple Bloom had a one night stand?” your friend finally forces out in a flat, singsong voice, tryin’ her best to make a joke ‘bout it. Some distant part of you appreciates the effort, but most of you is just too dead to care. “What happened to saving yourself -”
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>>27341380
Seconding
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>>27342124
For the No-God you're Back!!!
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>>27342124
“No.”
>But you do care.
>You wish you didn’t, but you can’t make yourself not.
>You shake your head, tryin’ to shake away the memories.
“No, it… it weren’t… like *that*.”
>There’s a long moment of silence before Scootaloo grunts wordlessly in response.
“It were…”
>You ain’t cryin’. You can’t be. Ain’t got no reason to be cryin’.
>”What happened?” Scoots ask, reachin’ out and wipin’ away tears that ain’t fallin’ from your eyes. “What did they do to you?”
>You shake your head.
>Ain’t is fault.
“No, Ah… did it to mahself.”
>He didn’t do nothin’ you didn’t let him do.
>”Apple Bloom, whatever they did –“
>You shake your head firmly.
>Ain’t no secret what she’s gonna say – and she’s wrong.
>”Ah walked right into that stand all on, Scootaloo.”
>You ain’t cryin’.
>You ain’t.
“Ah can’t blame nopony but myself.”
>You ain’t.
“Ah didn’t…”
>You just let it happen.
“… didn’t even…”
>You wanted it.
“… didn’t even try…”
>You ain’t cryin’.
“… Ah didn’t even…”
>You got nothin’ to cry ‘bout.
“… Ah just let ‘im…”
>You wanted this, didn’t you?
“… Ah let ‘im mount me an’…”
>If you wanted this, you don’t have any reason to cry.
“… Ah didn’t…”
>A pair of legs wrap around your neck, pullin’ you ‘gainst Scootaloo’s chest.

ANON
>Be quiet.
>You don’t know what to say or if you even can speak.
>”She really is an inspiration to us all,” Moondancer says softly.
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>>27342136
I honestly don't get the hype. This story is mediocre at best.
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>>27342147
“If that’s true, then how can I ask you ponies for help?”
>”Because she believes in you,” Moondancer says softly. “Whenever anypony needed help, she was there for them. And you…”
>You smirk darkly; there’s no happiness behind the expression.
“I need help.”
>”Yeah, but she wants to be here for you. The rest of us… I think we’re willing to give your ideas a shot, but Apple Bloom…
>”I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I think Apple Bloom is in love with you.”
“I know.”
>”You… what?”
“I know.”
>”But you… she hasn’t… I…” the mare sputters, caught by surprise by your casual acknowledgement. “Why didn’t you ever… I mean… she…”
>She can’t quite seem to get it out of her mouth, but you know what she means.
“Because she’s a pony, Moondancer.”
>”But –“
“I need her, but I can’t… I can’t love her, not the way she wants.”
>”But why was she here!? Why was she staying in the house with you if not to… to… I thought, maybe, you two were… you know…”
>She shrugs and a helpless whine pops out.
“We weren’t.”
>”I… I understand. I mean, I don’t see the appeal in humans, but…”
“But you still thought we were together?”
>”I kind of just assumed.”
“This isn’t Equestria. Love and friendship don’t conquer all.”
>”I know that,” the mare snaps back. “And it didn’t work that way in Equestria, either! If it did, humans wouldn’t have -“
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>>27342152
how does it feel having the wrong opinion
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>>27342158
this does not look like cuddling
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>>27342158
>She comes to a full stop with a squeak, clasping her forehooves over her mouth.

APPLE BLOOM
>Be a mess.
>Scootaloo’s chest is damp and you just can’t stop.
>”… and… you’re pregnant?”
>You nod, smearin’ snot an’ tears across her coat.
>”You’re positive?”
“Ah… Ah gotta be, don’t Ah?”
>Scoots unfolds wings you hadn’t even known were around you an’ gently pushes you back.
>As much as you want her to hold you, you don’t even resist her.
>You’re gettin’ used to it.
>”Stay right here,” Scootaloo says, gently nuzzlin’ your cheek. “I’ll be back in a sec.”
>Ain’t much chance of you goin’ anywhere, way you’re shakin’ and sobbin’.
>Don’t even turn when you hear the door open.
>You don’t wanna watch another pony walk out on your life, not again. You’d rather just -
>”Hey, Bill!? BILL!? What aisle are the pregnancy tests on!?”

end for tonight

>>27342152
It's long enough that anyone who has read it so far feels they've wasted too much time on it to quit? Oh, cool, finally hit 100k on this. Whee.
Because if I'm writing this, I'm not writing something worse?
Fuck if I know. This was only supposed to be seven posts of "haha fuck you white knights, Apple Bloom is getting raped now!"

>>27342215
Scootaloo/Apple Bloom crycuddles close enough for tonight? Anon being a weepy little bitch all over Moondancer's sweater will have to wait for tomorrow.
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>>27342261
Don't let it get you down. We're none of us polished publishing-tier writers, but you're doing a pretty damn good job of implementing a lot of emotionally and morally complex characters.
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>>27342288

As someone who makes a living as a ghostwriter, a lot of shit gets caught by editors regardless of how popular the book/series.
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>>27342124
>”Hey, Bill!? BILL!?"
>BILL NYE THE SCIENCE GUY
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>>27342842
BILL BILL BILL BILL BILL
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>>27342859
>mild startstruck chills when one of my favorite greentext writers replies to me
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>>27342894
>Favorite writefag
y..you to
anything you'd like to see before we get to the crossover with RM. I'm tempted to have a time skip if we cant figure this out
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>>27342916
Admission of guilt incoming. Spoilers very necessary.

I just came back to white knight general and only just now finished catching up on Fire And Sky, and Deal is a Deal. No fucking idea what's been happening with your story since the trailer was being worked on.

don't hit me
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>>27342932
God damn it Ling
they're in texas eating steak with some new friends. So pretty much anything between texas and idaho is fair game
Cadence has made a return, twilight may or may not
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>>27342966

*Utah
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>>27339723
This, but a temporary threeway is also accepted.
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>>27341380
No.
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>>27343017
i am strangely ok with this
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>>27342916
>crossover
For what purpose, that story is boring as fuck
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>>27343626
I like his story, its comfy and has rocks n shit
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>>27343645
Kek you fag still here? I bet anon didn't fucked anyone
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Btw is skittles killed? If not, She got fucked?
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>>27342147
enought of stupid feels!!!! GET AWAY!!!!!!!
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>>27342215
Wrong Thread anon
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>>27342261
>>”Hey, Bill!? BILL!?

What you plan to do here TTGAN my friend?

Great update and great return, thanks and
and may we see you again in a new thread
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>>27339301
Excellent
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okay got the message
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>>27344336
I think I promised cuddling with Moondancer or Apple Bloom, or at least said it was a possibility.
It's coming. Probably.
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>>27342261
MOOOOOOAAAARRR!
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>>27343677
Its ded like expired milk and nope.
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>>27342261
Super happy this is back, though I'm going to let it get going before I dive back in to read.
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Would ponies buy ponies?
Or would it only be humans buying?

Would there be born slaves that know only servitude?
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Can I post a story that I wrote awhile back? Wrote this during Christmas and thought it would be appropriate for the general.

Didn't write it as a green so bare with me.

A quill twirled in the air, enveloped by a soft red glow.

Christmas made it hard to focus on work; between the warmth of the jumper and scarf wrapped around her body to the gentle motions of the snowflakes outside her window, Amber found it hard to keep her mind centered on writing her paper. Every time her writing dulled, she would take a moment to gaze out into the white fields of winter. There was the twinkling of lights around the hems of each of the roofs of the buildings around her – tweaking between red and green – painting a soft hue over the white canvas that was mesmerizing like a siren to a wayward sailor; dazed by the trickling snowfall, Amber loved to single out one snowflake in particular, the choice was always made at random, hinted to through subtle cues of the shape and grace of whatever hooked her, and follow its descent from the sky to blend in with the sea of others on the once green university ground.

Under the light of a lamppost, Amber saw Sunny, her room-mate and best friend. She wasn’t alone. Her lips grazed those of her boyfriend under the trembling mistletoe. Her normally blazing marigold eyes were lost in a strawberry shade and closed lid as she leaned into the kiss. Knowing her personally, it wouldn’t be haphazard to assume that she was the one who had started the exchange but the way her boyfriend’s hooves rested atop her shoulders suggested to Amber that there was more to this Christmas carol. The two separated, the glint of saliva shimmered in the pale light. There was still a longing in those eyes of theirs and they nestled their head together, gently nuzzling each other’s furry coat. Eventually, they had to part.
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>>27345332
There was hesitation when had to pull away from the warmth of her colt friend but he quickly dispelled her fears when he wrapped his hoof around hers and the pair started their trek to a night of good memories.

Amber couldn’t help but let a smile blossom across her features, only to have a pang of loneliness strike her heart.

A relationship has never beckoned to her nor had she outright sought it. She stood on uneven terrain, a quagmire of mixed emotions that she neither wanted nor felt the urge to dig her way out of. The very thought of allowing someone infiltrate that close to your being, of letting down your guard, filled her with unfathomable dread. She had brought the topic up with Sunny a while ago, laid out her heart on the table and had asked outright “What if he cheated?” Amber regretted that question and quickly apologized for peeking where her nose shouldn’t go. Thankfully, Sunny didn’t mind and shot back at her with a toothy grin:

“C’est la vie.”

Regardless, it was impossible to deny the carnality of it all; for she was a mare at the end of the day, and all mares had needs to attend to. She longed for the caresses of a stallion or the tiny pecks he could plant on her body, like a hummingbird darting between the fields of flowers to catch honey. Perhaps ‘he’ wasn’t the right word choice here for the number of dreams that focused on mares numbered those that focused on stallions. There were subtleties to both genders that only accentuated their form and their sex; for stallions, they had their intoxicating musk that addled her mind and left her legs shaking, and for mares, their perfect figure loomed in her mind – the sensuality of it, its supple curves and how every movement they made only highlighted their form.
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>>27345341
Amber’s marehood burned. The thoughts made her cheeks hot and her concentration weakened – the once translucent glow of red around the quill had dissipated and the clunk of stem on Mahogany sounded. Her eyes eased shut as her lips quivered. She let out a silent moan. Her breath steamed in front of her snout, misting her reddening cheeks, before fading away. A hoof tenderly moved south, barely grazing the flesh which felt aflame. Even the tiniest of touches sent a cacophony of fireworks to spiral in her mind, turning it all into a deep wanting need for more. She stopped just shy of touch her flower, the hesitation caused her mind to scream at her but she resisted the temptation. Instead, her hoof hooked onto the latch of her cabinet and pulled.

It was a mess inside, to put it lightly. She honed whatever focus she could muster into a levitation spell and pulled out a roll of green ribbon. It had been one of the many items she had bought in her plight to make her dorm more festive but had bought one too many. She trudged towards her bed, each step of the way a battle against the desire to just lie down right then and there and rub her clit. The chilling wind nipped at her flesh like wild dogs, in particular, at her uncovered behinds. The clash of warmth and cold made Amber bite her lips to stifle a lewd moan.

She stained her mattress. The once clean cotton covers were soaked in her fluids as she rolled around. Amber purposefully attempted to twist her body in a way that would scrunch up her bedding, leading to tiny flicks across her fold. They weren’t enough to sate her need, only an appetizer to the main course that simply teased her but would gratify her burning desires until she could complete the next stage. Her magic unfurled the ribbon. It shimmered in the glow of the lamplight, reflecting her gaze back at herself.
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>>27345352
Her magic unfurled the ribbon. It shimmered in the glow of the lamplight, reflecting her gaze back at herself. In it, what she saw wasn’t a unicorn who wanted more than what was given to her anymore but instead, a simple being who longed for the touch of flesh. Amongst shaky breaths, she wrapped the ribbon around her fetlocks before making a loop. She passed the ribbon through the loop to make a self-tightening noose, a trick she had picked up from a dear magazine subscription that would ruin her if anyone ever found out about. Amber looped the remainder several times around her left hoof, then her right. By twisting her hoof around she was able to bind them together reasonably well. Holding the stuff in her magic, she pulled tight a knot and wrapped it around her wrists several times until it felt secure.

Being a mere novice in the field of self-bondage as well not being in her prime state to be able to focus on keeping up with how her bondage was coming along, she had done her knots with her hooves in front of her. It wasn’t quite enough to fool her mind into the sense of helplessness that she very desperately sought right now. Stretching her hooves out, she managed to pull her hooves down. She wanted them behind her, but she had trouble squeezing past her hips. She wriggled on the bed, falling over onto her side. With some effort she maneuvered her arms past her hips and brought her fore hooves behind her back. A contented sigh passed her lips.

Her fore legs were much simpler to do; her horn lit up again and surrounded the roll of ribbon once more. It came loose from her previous bindings with a satisfying snap. There was a reason she had chosen ribbon over the bundle of rope that she had snuck into her room under the guise of ‘groceries’, above its festivities was the texture that felt smooth on her skin.
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It glided on top of each layer that she had wrapped around her limbs – the term soon to encompass all of her limbs – and contorted to every tug and pull without indenting itself into her flesh, something that she very much wished to avoid dealing with again. The endless pestering Sunny had barraged her with the morning after her first self-bondage session in the dorm was not a pleasant experience for her. Soon enough, she had secured both of her thighs to her hind legs. She tried to raise herself to a kneeling position but she discovered she couldn't straighten her body and it doubled her over and forced her into a humiliating position. She squirmed again and felt the cord tighten around her wrists.

That only left one final incriminating item to don – the magic inhibitor. Her final security boundary was about to be crossed. As a unicorn, she saw her magic as an extension of her being – of her identity – and to forcefully remove this unique of trait of hers felt so demeaning and derogatory and base made it all the more right. She mind tingled as she prepared herself. She had seen pictures of other mares held captive with the very same tool that she now held in her magical hold, each of them with an expression of despair that gripped at her soul. She wanted to understand what they were experiencing. It just felt right. It had taken awhile for her to muster up the courage (and the bits) to pay for the item and even then, just walking into an adult toy store made Amber feel dirty – as if the light act would stain her being. She had taken along with her an encyclopedia and gingerly gestured to the item that she wanted to the store clerk, all the while trying to hide her scorching cheeks. She wasn’t worried about being unable to unlatch the contraption once her play time was over as it was designed to turn itself off after a period set by the user.

Now, she was at peace.
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>>27345370
If you were to walk into the room right now, you would see a poor mare whose ragged breathing and winking lips screamed out for the contact of a lover. Her legs trembled in their bound state in tune with her thumping heartbeat. And if you were lucky enough to catch her attention, she would turn to you with a look of such lust, such craving for your consummation, such a hunger for anything to fill her canals that it would be impossible not to fulfill her wish. But in her mind, she was elsewhere. She imagined that she wasn’t held captive to her whims but instead by a kidnapper who would impale her with their cock. To be taken against her will; she had imagined him sneaking up behind her and smothering her pleas with a rough hoof.

A moan escaped her lips.

Now, she was a maid, clad from head to toe in a dark satin outfit that fitted her form to the point where it acted more like a second skin – even coming with a pleated skirt that was too short to keep her modesty intact. She imagined that she was a maid in a big house, being punished by a rich gentleman for some transgression. The rich gentleman would leave her there in his salon, or his drawing room or whatever, naked and bound, to reflect upon her inability to polish the silver. Then he would return to find her as she was now, naked and doubled over, exposed for whatever punishment he so deemed worthy.
She imagined that she was helpless and exposed, and that perhaps it wasn't the aristocratic gentleman but his son. The son would be surprised to find the maid like this. Perhaps he would take advantage of her. She was only a maid, after all. A moan - a scream - a plea for more.

Amber shifted around fruitlessly. Her pussy felt hot and wet and there was no way to touch the burning ring of fire without undoing all the knots and ruining the fantasy of helplessness. She felt the urgent need to rub against something. Her eyes shot around the room, tongue hanging limply as her breath clouded her vision.
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>>27345379
She needed something - Anything. Her pillow was on the floor nearby. Shuffling on her knees, she moved closer to it, hoping to straddle it and rub her tender folds against it, but she found that her ankles were bound together so tightly that she couldn't spread her knees apart effectively. She groaned in anguish as her plans for release was inhibited by her bonds. Yet, wasn’t that why she loved bondage so much? The feeling of being in the moment, consumed by the primal notion of lasciviousness, wasn’t that why she found herself coming back time and time again?

Yes, she whispered to herself.

In a fit of clumsiness, Amber fell off of her bed and onto the soft carpet floor. She found herself on her sides again, with the pillow clutched between her hind legs this time, and wiggled her legs until she could cross her ankles. The ribbon was much tighter around her ankles now. With her ankles crossed she could now flip over onto her stomach and flatten her crotch against the pillow. Face pressed against the carpet, hooves still tied behind her, she hunched her pussy ineffectively against the pillow, imagining that this was the only form of relief allowed by her captor.

There was a knock on the door.

She shot up. Her heart raced. She stared at the door as if it was a beast that had found its prey.

“Sunny?” it was a boy. There was more knocking. Oh god. “Sunny? Amber? Anyone home?” The questions echoed in the empty dorm room. Amber sat there, still straddling the pillow, hardly able to breath. She simply waited for him to leave, daring not to make a sound. It’s alright, it’s alright; the door is locked, if you stay quiet and don’t move, he would think no one is here and leave. Her thoughts desperately tried to rationalize her pounding chest.

Her throat tightened. The sound of a key turning the lock rang in her ear. Almost at once, the door swung open.
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>>27345385
A blade of light seared through the orange glow of her room, directly spearing the mare with her hooves bound. A flush filled her face and she immediately struggled with her bindings in an attempt to salvage whatever scrap of dignity she had left, but the ribbon only dug in tighter. Panicking, she managed to lift herself off the pillow, but only succeeded in falling over again with a thump. She gave up on getting free of her bindings and settled down. Her eyes rose up to face the intruder, to try and convince him not to reveal her darkest secrets to the whole school.

“Amber? Are you okay?” He had cried out upon getting over the shock of seeing her bound like this. It was Anon, the human studying at the university.
“Yeah!” Her voice was shrill and she expediently corrected herself in a softer tone “fine. I'm fine. I'm okay. Thanks!"

He hesitated in the doorway. Amber could hear voices in the hall, coming closer.

"God, I told you I'm okay! This is my room! How did you unlock the door?"

"I just needed to borrow a book. I thought you were out. Sunny gave me the key-"

"Well come back later, okay?" She dared not meet his gaze anymore, instead, resolving to glare at the ground – praying for it to open up and swallow her right then and there. Anon didn’t say a word after that and the voices in the hall faded into distant mumbling.

He wasn’t gone. His eyes only stared at the stains on the edge of the pillow, damp with her essence. The room stank of sex and it was obvious what she had been doing. "Do you need some help?"

"Look, Anon, this is super embarrassing, but I'm really okay." Amber still dared not to meet his gaze with her own, too embarrassed by the whole situation.

"Okay. It's just- are you alone in here? Is someone coming to untie you? Is Sunny..."

"No! Look, I tied myself up. I was just fooling around, okay? I can get out. I was just bored, you know?" She lied to him, instinctively biting her lips. She turned back around to him
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>>27345396
He is being so bloody persistent! Her mind raced to find a way to minimize the damage, concluding that it would be best if she were to confront him directly and asking him politely to leave. Her eyes shrunk to pinpricks upon noticing where his gaze led.

"Yeah, that's cool."

Instead of leaving, Anon took a few steps inside the room and closed the door behind him.

There was an awkward pause as neither of them knew what to say. Amber had never been so embarrassed in her life. She tried to think of some way to explain why she was tied up naked on the floor, wrestling with her pillow in order to get off. Why did it have to be Anon? He was sort of cute and he was going to think she was the biggest weirdo ever.

"Now that you've got a good look you can go, okay?"

"Look, Amber, I'll leave if you want me to, but those knots look pretty tight. Are you sure you can get out?" The question had struck her by surprise and she cocked an eyebrow.

"Of course, see?"

Amber wiggled and strained but the ribbon was stronger than it looked. It held firm and continued to bind her hooves in place, arching her back and pushing out her chest. It had worked itself into knots that she couldn't easily pull out. How had it gotten so tight? She realized she'd have to pull her arms back under her legs and pick at the knots with her teeth if he wasn’t going to give her the luxury of waiting for the magic inhibitor to wear off. It might take a while.

It dawned on her. She was living out her fantasy. Here she was, tied up and helpless. For real, not just pretend. Now that the moment of surprise was past, there was warmth that spread through her pussy as she realized what she must look like to Anon. She had succeeded getting her crotch up off the pillow but now she was in an equally lewd position: lying on her side; knees bent; she was forced to arch her back and push out her chest at the same time that her ass was also on display, bisected by the green ribbon - gift wrapped.
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>>27345399
She wriggled again, testing the knots but only pulling them tighter. She knew the first step in freeing herself was to pull her hooves back in front but she didn't do it. It would be awkward and ungraceful and she discovered that with Anon in the room she preferred to be prettily tied than awkwardly flailing around. She wanted to be the damsel in distress. Amber wriggled and strained, aware of Anon eyes on her. She considered raising herself to a kneeling position, but thought better of it when she realized that she would have to stick her bare bottom straight up in the air to do it. She gritted her teeth and stared daggers at the man standing over her; his hawk-like eyes watching her every movement. Amber bit the bullet.

“Fine, I-I’ll admit it. I’m a little bit stuck,” she said “Just cut me loose, alright?”
Without so much as a peep, Anon knelt down behind her and set to work on the knots. He was taking an extremely long time with the knots, so much so that Amber wondered if he was going slowly on purpose. “Don’t you have a knife or something?”

“No. Don’t you? Kind of risky tying yourself up without an escape plan, isn’t it?” He dug his fingers into one of the hooks of the knot, unknowingly grazing a sensitive spot on Amber’s legs, causing her to squirm in his hold and causing him to lose all of his progress. “Hey! Stop, you’re making it worse.”

Just, kill me now, God. "I can't help it." She mumbled, mainly to herself more than to the man behind her.

"Do you do this often? Tying yourself up?"

"I just wanted to see what it felt like," Amber replied.

"So what does it feel like?"

Her voice hitched in her throat, “I-I…” It was everything she had envisioned.
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>>27345407
The sense of control he had over her was intoxicating. Her senses felt alive, as if they had just been born, everything felt fresh. The air in the room smelt differently; she could pick up his scent where there once was none; she could feel his hot breath just behind her left ear like the waves of the ocean crashing against her shores; every touch her made upon her supple flesh felt heavenly, as if she was being groomed. Electricity shot down her spine to her nethers when one of his fingers had trailed across her back. She let out a petite whine escape her lips before catching it half-way out of her mouth. What had she done? She prayed that he hadn’t noticed her depraved act. She prayed that he would continue to unbind her and free her from this self-imposed hell. But she knew, from the way he had suddenly stopped working, she knew that he had caught it.
“S-sorry! I-I-I didn-mmph!”

His lips had met hers. He had held her chin in with his two fingers and leaned in to capture her in his will. Amber was drunk. She couldn’t think straight. Her whole existence now centered on this man, this intruder in her life, who was claiming her as his own. She could feel the texture of his lips, its coarseness a stark contrast to her smoothness. Their lips parted for a brief respite, a trail of saliva bridging the two before collapsing once he invaded her space. He snaked his tongue into her mouth, darting across the gap to siege hers – she felt him explore her in a way that she only a foreigner could do, to find the nooks that she didn’t know existed in her wall. She whined a delicate sound as she accepted his sovereignty. She was now that helpless maid and he was the rich aristocrat. She was now the captive and he was the kidnapper. She was the prey and he was the predator. And she loved it.
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>>27345413
Instead he rolled her over onto her back so that her hooves were pinned under her butt. Amber squeezed her knees modestly together. His eyes roamed freely over her body. Amber said nothing. He gently pushed her hair out of her eyes. Tentatively, he touched her ribs. Despite herself, she relaxed her legs slightly, allowing her knees to part. It just felt right. Her body’s cries edged her on. Anon ran a finger down the inside of her thigh, stopping short of her throbbing cunt. His touch on her leg was intense, like lightning streaking across the sky, his touch felt so fleeting yet its essence clung to her mind even after he had departed. Her breath was sharp; she hated him for teasing her like this. She wanted him to take her. No one had ever touched her body like this before, to use her body and treat it like an object and treat her not as a person but as a toy. The amount of control her has over what emotions she felt when and where sent her mind reeling. Her modesty had long since been abandoned and throaty cries now escape her lips, some even whispering his name.

Amber stared into his eyes, inviting him. He leaned down and kissed her. It was a quick kiss, again, a tease rather than a fulfillment. They kissed like that for some time, Amber lying on her back with her legs folded awkwardly and her hooves pinned beneath her. She whined and begged him to stop these short dabs to be replaced by long embraces of their feelings. She was totally naked. How and when mattered not to her, for in her mind, there needed not an answer. She was glad to have her body so exposed to him. They kissed and kissed, tenderly at first, then with increasing passion. Amber couldn't reach out and touch him, as much as she wanted to due to her bindings; so she concentrated all of her attention into her mouth, to please her master. She wanted more. She needed more.
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>>27345422
She relaxed her legs, allowing her knees to splay widely, her spread open pussy exposed to the air. She mouthed to him her desires, her mind unable to conjure up the sentences needed to express her want to be filled. Against it all, Anon stroked her belly and Amber shuddered. Lightly he caressed the inside of her thighs but never going so far as to touch her flower.

“Please! I need you, please, just, stop teasing me and just fuck me Anon! Please!” She choked out between her cries.

That seemed to convince him. With one finger he traced the outline of her labia. Her cunt was slippery and wet. Her head swam with confusion. She didn't know whether she wanted him to touch her there or not. His finger continued its slow journey up her slit. It brushed against her clit, as if by accident. Her cunt throbbed mightily, that one small touch on her clit magnified out of all proportion. Since her hooves were trapped under her ass, which had the effect of brazenly pushing her pelvis up off the floor, all she could do to guide him along was to plant suggestions through her actions “Yes~! Like that Anon…” Amber gratefully spread her thighs wider as Anon traced her inner lips and the little hood that covered her clit. He didn't rub her steadily like he was trying to make her come.

He seemed content with exploring her pussy at his own pace. Finally he took her clit between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it gently.
Crying out immodestly, she arched her back and lost herself in the pleasure of his finger on her clit. With all her limbs useless, she felt as if her entire being was concentrated in her cunt. She shuddered as his fingers moved through her slippery pussy and then returned to her clit, touching it with slow, deliberate motions.

“Please…Ah~ please don’t stop..!”

With all inhibition gone, Amber gave herself up to this boy whom she barely knew.
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>>27345431
She cried out as waves of pleasure wracked her body. Her mind became a void without thoughts. Her body tensed and she strained against her bondage. The ribbon bit cruelly into her fetlocks and ankles as she strained against her bonds but she didn't care. She loved the feeling. A symphony of emotions racked her tender frame as electricity coursed throughout her body. Fire seared her lips and her mare juice sprayed out on the carpet, as if to extinguish that carnality. Her orgasm sent her spiraling through a high that soared above any measurable league.

When it was over, Amber lay on the floor beneath him, limp and spent, but still tightly bound in her brazen position. For a moment she thought he was going to fuck her. She wanted him to fuck her. The words "fuck me," were on her lips, almost spoken; but that was when he pulled a small pocket knife out of his pocket and knelt down. Amber shuddered to see the blade in the vicinity of her unprotected vagina. She balled up, trying to shield her body from his weapon. Instead, Anon touched her hooves, cupping them in his hands.

"Your hooves are cold. Come on."

He sawed at the ribbon around her wrists, freeing her limbs from its festive bondage. Amber sat up. She felt suddenly modest and she attempted to cover herself using her hooves, eyes dashing away from his to stare at a non-descript item on the floor, face flushed cherry for the final time of the night. Anon pulled off the bed sheet and draped it around her which she took kindly, pulling it around her body to hide the deprave act she has just committed. He knelt on the floor in front of her. He took her hoof in his and examined the marks where the cord had cut into them.

“You could have seriously hurt yourself. See here? You could have cut off your circulation.”
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Need more ponies wearing collars, collars make everyone look cute.
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>>27345434
Amber turned to where he was pointing to; a deep mark bled her fur a dark purple colour. But that wasn’t what held her attention, the way he held her hoof, with such tenderness and kindness and care did. She could feel his pulse through his palm and she couldn’t help but count along to the strong thumps.

“You alright there?”

“Huh?” She came back to reality, to stare into his eyes properly for the first time since he had stumbled into her dorm. She was lost in it. The dark tones had caught her gaze and she pondered what thoughts laid behind them, there was strength behind those eyes of his; yet, she also found from the glints more than that – she found something above simple lust. Her hoof rubbed the back of her head. “Um, please don’t tell anyone about all of this, okay?”
Her voice hung for a moment.

“Look, I barely know you Anon, but, you were really sweet tonight. I’d like to see you again, if you want to as well. I mean, you could have taken advantage of me but, you didn’t. I don’t know what I felt tonight. I don’t know what I was thinking. Maybe I made a mistake. Maybe…”

He brought her into an embrace. “Take all the time you need.” And with that, he gently kissed her once on the cheek, chastely, and left with his book in hand.


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And that's it, I hope you liked it. Sorry it wasn't in green format but I certain am not going to reformat it.
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>>27345457
It was good you didn't reformat. It's a bit of a pain to read on 4chan because of the width but this was pretty fantastically written. You've made me jealous.

I don't have a lot of criticisms. There are maybe a handful of lines that I thought went into purple prose territory but I think the majority of the writing was well done and added a lot to the story. It's been a long time since I read something that uses description like this and it was really refreshing. The plot went as I would have liked to see and you focused early on sub psychology, which I find is more arousing than the best description of penetration, so cudos for that.

Overall pretty great. It'd be nice if you dropped things like this once in a while.
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>>27344899
Kek what a nigger you are
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>>27342261
I want Applebloom to have a miscarriage or to have the kid, but it turns out she did fuck big mac and it comes out all fucked up.
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>>27346362
Or it comes out all right because one generation of inbreeding isn't as bad as people think it is.

But, it's the Apples so it might not be the first generation.
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>>27344336
>>27344745
he keeps hoping i'll forget but it'll never happen
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>>27345118
>Would ponies buy ponies?
I've only seen ponies selling ponies but that would be interesting

>>27345413
what does the box say?
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>>27345407
this is a lot hotter than i was expecting
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>>27345457
i had low expectation but was pleasantly surprised. needs a part two where she gets what she wants.
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>>27342261
Man, those are some feels you're building up there.

I'm hunkering down for the storm
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Mare begs you to stop whipping her.
What do?
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>>27347212
Ignore. Continue whipping until I'm satisfied.
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>>27347221
How much whipping is required until you're satisfied?
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>>27347242
Depends on how long it takes me to cum.
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>>27347212
appul horse is not for whip, appul horse is for appul bucking and free appul food
and breeding
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>>27347277
>appul horse is not for whip
Which horse is for whip then?
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>>27347212
If mare does her job, then stop whipping her. If not, keep whipping her.
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>>27347311
S3+ Twilight obviously
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>>27347314
What if mare is weak and tired and collapses under the weight of the cart? Continue whipping?
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>>27347335
Yes. If the little painslut didn't want to be whipped she'd have built up the strength to pull whatever load her master commands her to by now.
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>>27347335
>What if mare is weak and tired and collapses under the weight of the cart?
>collapses under the weight of the cart?
>collapses under
>under
Wonder why I thought putting the cart on top of the mare was a good idea in the first place and discard this decision in favor of putting the cart behind the mare and hitching the mare to it.
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>>27347408
The way most harnesses are designed the horse does bear some weight on its back, so the wording isn't technically wrong. An overloaded cart could indeed cause mare to collapse.
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What is best way to break mare?
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>>27347531
Gratuitous whipping. Even when she's 100% compliant. Never let her forget she's your property to do with as you please.
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>>27347531
Take a big nasty runny shit after binging on taco bell and chili, leave it sitting in the toilet, grab mare by the mane any time she acts up and dunk her head in it, holding it there for at least a solid minute.
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>>27331842
>>we know who anon is
not that it will ever fucking come up but you don't need to explain who it is even if its not anon.
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>>27347542
>>27347611
Both of these at the same time. Keep whipping her until she eats/drinks the toilet's entire contents and licks it clean.
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>>27347334
for the first and last time I agree with you
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>>27347714
Appul would take a good whipping a lot better than Twi I think.
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>>27313728
why would tia be that awful to alicorn spawn? this makes no sense.
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>>27347611
Oh you guys are serial sides killers
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Hey, bump limit has been met. Should I make another thread?
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>>27347737
He has a point. Can you think of anything more horribly disgusting and degrading than being forced to eat and drink your master's feces and urine?
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>>27347757
Do you think Skittles master ever shit on her?
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>>27340908
>>no racism
>>race of backwater quadropeds who sing, frolick, and live in harmony
if they weren't secretly overpowered in defensive wars we'd stick our capitalist dicks right in that with the excuse of techning up and training savage ponies who still live in the dark ages, no matter how not true it is. people will believe anything that keeps their opinions and thoughts internally consistent, even pass atrocities off as not a big deal, or somehow justified. you don't have to go so far as sadism to find someone who will be able to convince themselves that enslaving ponies is for the better. and believing you are above being tricked by such group subversion is one of the fastest ways to stay vulnerable to such tactics.
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>>27347797
Probably.
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I've had an idea for a while now ever since I went to a horse festival a week ago. This could help satisfy the anons who want a pone for riding.

What if Celestia is bought by a charro and is trained to be his show horse for festivals/exhibitions? She would be easy to train to dance and could even teach her to user her wings to woo the audience. Any mexicanons here that would like to help?
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>>27347844
Those horses are subjected to some pretty terrible cruelty to be "taught" how to "dance."
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>>27347864
At least it's humans and not Twilight teaching them.
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>>27347746
Fuck it, Sage it if its too soon.

New thread: >>27347947
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>>27345457
i liked it
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