My Loyal Ponies: Submission Is Mandatory #88

>>27905993
We need more posts like this.

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>>27908516
>Anon helps Derpy with her rent payments
>Anon's price is far greater than rent
>Derpy must dance with Anon
>She can't keep up
>Anon's dance moves are so on fleek
>He hits the dab perfectly
>Derpy tries her best, but by the time she figures out how to dab, Anon is doing the whip
>The dancing is becoming infectious
>Soon Rarity joins in, uncontrollably dabbing
>"B-bitch dab!" Trixie yells
>Soon all of Ponyville is dabbing in synch
"Look at my dab!" Anon shouts
>"Bitch dab!"
>They all dabbed continuously until they all died of starvation
>Even though the ponies died first, Anon kept dabbing by the corpses until he too died

So why don't you guys just merge with slave pony thread? You're the same thing, so stop pretending you're not.

>>27908781
Go read archives if you want to rehash all that.

>>27908788
Most of what I've read in both threads would fit in either thread. The only thing keeping you separate is the autistic belief that each of you are special snowflakes.

>>27908804
And that's been discussed.

Go read archives if you want to rehash all that.

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>you will never have a pair of submissive little loyal mares that love nothing more than snuggling their master

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>>27908837
Just kill me fampai

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>>27908700
Agree, also my turn!

>>27901066
So first off let me say that sub/dom is a fairly wide umbrella falling under the even larger umbrella of BDSM (which tends to be mixed into this general as well). While there are certainly tendencies and trends, ultimately it means a whole lot of different things to a different people.

>So what exactly does submission mean here?
>Is it doing as told?
>Giving up all control on life?
>Putting yourself into a certain hierarchy?
I would generally say yes to all of this, but wouldn't consider all of this necessarily a requirement (nor all encompasing). It can range from total and complete submission where a pony has been completely broken mentally and thinks of nothing but pleasing their master to highly defiant and struggling but forced to submit physically via supperior strength/situation or blackmail or something along those lines.

>How do collars and leashes work with this?
>Why are some ponies shown with a bridle and others have full body suits?
These are generally symbols of submission. They arn't manditory or anything, but they are a powerful symbol and also serve a practical purpose in physical restraint.

>What does blinding a pony do?
>Why do some have bits and other gags?
Like the collars, symbols plus serve a practical purpose (increasing dependency on master, taking away the ability to speak coherently).

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>>27908862
(cont)

>At what point is the pain pleasure?
There's two generally distinct components to sadomasochism.
Sadism is (very generally) deriving pleasure from inflicting some kind of suffering.
Masochism is (again, very generally) deriving pleasure from the suffering itself.
Masochism isn't really explored very often here (actually I can't think of any story off the top of my head that's focused on someone deriving pleasure from pain). Generally though mild pain can be exciting IRL, and in fantasy masochists may derive pain from things they would never even consider fun in real life (see also fetishes like vore, ball busting, etc).

>Is breaking a bone pleasureful?
No, but some of your more hardened sadists may enjoy it as an observer and again, in fantasy some of your more serious masochists may get something out of it.

>Plucking wings or manes?
Again, different people can get different things from this for different reasons:
A sadist may enjoy it as the idea of inflicting pain.
There's a sub/dom component to it (changing appearance/asserting control/taking away the ability to fly.. this is a powerful element of BrokenBluebird).
A masochist may realistically enjoy it as it's probably somewhat painful but not permanently damaging.
A masochist may enjoy the idea of it happening to someone else.

>What about whippings or fire?
>How is a beating pleasurable?
These fall under the same as above.

It's important to keep in mind that a lot of this stuff (both here in this general and in real life) revolves around fantasy and establishing a head space. When consenting adults are role playing in real life, they are generally assuming some kind of role (hence the name). You don't have a fantasy about role playing a consentual fantasy about role playing a consentual fantasy about role playing a consentual fantasy, etc.. at some point you're pretending something horrible is happening.

Anything but willing submission between consenting partners is edgefaggotry.

I wanna read a story where progressively more severe safe word abuse occurs, but the mare is too meek and timid to tell anon he's crossed a line, so she suffers in silence while he continues believing nothing is wrong and that she's enjoying him going too far.

>>27908872
(cont)

Also while it's awesome to explore new things, trying to understand or rationalize why people enjoy their fetishes is a fools errand. Sometimes you can kinda get there, but it varies so wildly from person to person and sometimes it's 'just cause that it's best to just accept that some people enjoy weird shit, and as long as it's consenting adults.. who cares.

Also reminder of my disclaimer from above. This stuff is a huge field that we're not even scratching the surface of here and I'm sure there's someone who would disagree with absolutely everything I've said. There is no one answer, these are just my general thoughts.

>>27908894
Do you picture anon as being inept or malicious?

>>27908909
Just inept. He loves his little mare and is completely oblivious to the fact that he's crossed the line from pretending to hurt her to actually hurting her.

>>27908915
If you haven't read Her Kingdom for a Safeword you might enjoy it. It's not what you're looking for exactly, but it has some of the same themes (more from the inept Anon side than the shy sub side).

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>>27908862
I'd be good to mai waifu

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>>27908917
Unfortunately it also demonstrates that this general has a violently negative reaction to things that show well meaning characters fucking up.

We seem to like our villains to be mustache twirling levels of evil, and presenting what was supposed to be a consenting relationship being done entirely wrong ruffled a lot of feathers. I suspect a story like you described would have the same kind of reaction.

>>27908949
Safeword abuse is a pretty big deal in the BDSM community, because in the blink of an eye you can go from two adults enjoying a consenting scene to one raping the other.

>>27908954
Oh I absolutely get that. Not just abuse but people treating the safeword as the only control in a scene and not establishing bounds/diving in full bore/pushing things too far/etc.

Even in the context of the story and presented as anon clearly fucking up on many levels it definitely touches a nerve because it's the kind of the nightmare scenario many of us justifiably fear.

Didn't you guys have a pretty good story with Blueblood being broken and ridden by anon pretty hard? Literally the only thing with a stallion that's ever made my dick diamonds.

>>27908995
I'm exclusively a Dom but this is something I'm always afraid of. The idea of breaking a subs trust like that and fucking them up for life would fuck ME up for life.

>>27909018
I gotchu famalam
http://pastebin.com/EyrhryMa
http://pastebin.com/VwqAvd2T
http://pastebin.com/qzQJ9RAc

>>27909384
Jesus Christ...

>>27910080

>>27911799

Of the 5 people posting in this thread how many of us cross post to slave pone?

I do.

>>27913321
>trying to stir up spg drama
Seriously man, it's old.. really old. Just go read the archives from like a month ago if you want to relive the adventure.

Not sure why some people insist joining two different generals. The whole nonsense would be avoided if they renamed themselves the white knight general, but don't do it because it's a generally agreed upon notion that white knights are fags who defend women on the internet in the off chance that they'll have sex with them. Not exactly something I'd want to associate with, but lets be honest the name suits their type of stories.

Could you call them white knights though if they KEEP the pony enslaved? Not entirely sure myself.

If you want an example of a story that wouldn't fit in that thread you need look no further than the Rarity and Sweetie Belle story from the last thread. Can you say with utmost certainty that they wouldn't complain about the story itself, or report the writefag posting the story? From what little I've seen of their stories in the early threads I honestly doubt it. I remember them getting upset with that Applejack slave story that was being cross posted here and there. Imagine how foalcon would set them off. It bothers some of the people who stay in this thread and they say their peace that it's not their style and leave it at that.

spg would more than likely go ape shit if that story was posted there.

>>27913591
Ugh, don't take the bait.. no one gives a shit about this any more, just someone trying to stir up more drama.

>>27913617
meh, free bumps and I've yet to see drama here other than the one poster.

As much as it sucks to think, but maybe the general should take a break. We don't have many writers and the topic is a niche fetish at best.

Even any type of discussion would be better than endless bumps, but that's all that we get. Take the last post from Olli I believe. Eight or ten posts worth of green and only two or three posts of feedback it seemed?

I'm not saying merge, but maybe it should take a break?

I'm not trying to stir up drama here, just being honest senpai.

>>27913773
The "lets take a break" thing has also been discussed excessively.. general consensus has always been to keep bumping.

Taking breaks is pretty much a death sentence for every every thread that does it, and I'd hate to see any of the ongoing stories not get finished because the thread vanishes.

>stories not getting feedback
This is definitely a problem here. Stories either catch on and get a reasonable amount of feedback, or they are met with complete silence... which isn't overly encouraging to anyone looking to write green.

>>27913919
>which isn't overly encouraging to anyone looking to write green
Which is bad enough when there's a small handful of writers for the thread anyways. How many stories are just branched off of the nameless green? I was tracking two at the very least.

>>27908781
>>27908804

Because while the content would fit in both threads, there's a handful of very determined opponents who vocally and pointedly make their opinions known all over multiple threads any time the idea of a joining/merger is brought up. Shitposters gonna shitpost, basically.

Anyone here have the latest update of Broken Bluebird? Can't find it for shit, and I heard someone had picked it back up.

>>27915486
It never really stopped.. it gets well spaced but regular updates. It's broken up into two parts now due to length:

Guy still hasn't created a pastebin account though, so the link changes every time.

Part 1: http://pastebin.com/G97Nn1XW
Part 2: http://pastebin.com/cSF4CfYX

He said last thread he had some writers block but was also potentially working on something else for that cadence image awhile back.

>>27916054
Thank you based anon,

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Hey, so, I want to run through all of the types of gags out there so I can identify my mistakes and improve them in general by getting feedback. Same Anon here.

So, all which pony with which gag? I'm open to anything.

>>27916704
rarara with ring gag

>>27916704
Celestia in a ballgag!

>A bell rings gently as gilded shoes cross the threshold of the spa.
>"Hello, Welcome to Cold Springs Resort! How can I help you?" a mare chirps happily from behind a desk.
"Yes, my companion and I will be staying the weekend. I sent word ahead, two rooms, billed to Lord Anonymous."
>"Oh! Of course, I should have realized-" the mare fumbles before recovering.
>She grabs a pair of keys and sets them on the counter.
>"Everything has already been taken care of by the Crown, Miss Fleur. Let me call a bellcolt to take your bags."
"Excellent. We have an appointment at the gallery in town tonight, do you have a carriage or shall I call my own?"
>"We can absolutely provide transport, Miss Fleur. Can I book it for you now?"
>"How long does it take to reach town?" Lyra asks.
>"It's only a ten minute ride to the gallery, fifteen to the harbor."
>"We'll leave at seven o'clock then." the mint mare replies after a pause.
>"Excellent. Please follow me to your rooms." the mare nods, scribbling down a note.

>>27918791

>The rooms are actually suites, with views of the small town and the sea beyond.
>A quaintly rural setting is the perfect backdrop for a long weekend of relaxation.
>Over the past week, Fleur has run Lyra into the ground with lessons.
>Art museums, wine tastings, dinners at the high end restaurants-
>Fleur had attempted to cram as much of a high-class education as possible into her protégé.
>It wasn't enough, but it was a start.
>She had planned this weekend to test Lyra and gauge her progress.
>Master expected to hear back from her on Tuesday.
>He wanted a full report, his only stipulation for funding this little getaway.
>After the bellcolt had delivered her things, Fleur went next door to check on Lyra.
>To her credit, Lyra was muzzle-deep in a guide to the Cold Springs area.
"Lyra, we have an appointment in ten minutes at the baths."
>"Yes Miss Fleur." she says, hopping to her hooves. "Just reviewing a few things."
>Fleur offers a genuine smile, then turns to lead the way.

>As the two mares took a seat in the steam room, Fleur spoke.
"So what do you know about this resort?"
>Lesson One had been "Homework".
>It was amazing how much a pony could fake just by doing a little research.
>Obviously it wasn't enough for in-depth work or extended missions, but it would suffice until one got their bearings.

>>27918814

>"Well, this is a very hard to access resort." Lyra began. "It has an exclusive guest list and a steep cost. Annual memberships can only be acquired if the staff chooses to offer it to the guest."
"Mmm, and where did you learn that they offered memberships?"
>"Four years ago the Oranges went from occasional guests to regular guests, but they paid only once. It was a large number."
"How do you know they have to offer memberships?"
>"I don't. I can only really assume they do, based on the Orange's financial records." Lyra explains. "But from what I have read, it's pretty normal for exclusive resorts like this have secret members clubs."
"Indeed." Fleur giggles with a nod. "All of them do, it is just a matter of how well they hide it."
>Fleur looks to Lyra again, and nods. The mare continues.
>"The springs here are /supposed/ to have /special/ healing properties, but I, personally, am skeptical of that. Mostly the area is a retreat for Manehattan's upper-crust, with a couple resorts surrounding Cold Harbor. The one we're at is considered the best, but more business is conducted at the Elkhorn simply because it is more accessible."
>Fleur nods as Lyra presses on.
>"The Cold Springs resort was the first here, and has never expanded past the original thirty rooms and ten suites. This tends to create a waiting list. It is best known for its Classical-Style Baths and more run-of-the-mill spa treatments. It has no other amenities to speak of, but has a complimentary carriage service and a concierge with a lot of pull in town."
"That sounds like a fair summation." Fleur agrees. "And I have broken a sweat. So it is time to head to the Caldarium."

>>27918823

>In the roiling waters of the hot tub, Fleur turns to her pupil once again.
"Tell me about the town, Lyra."
>"Yes Miss Fleur. Cold Harbor is a typical resort town. It has a marina with no slips for anything smaller than a yacht, a dozen restaurants -three of them with Marechelin stars- and several streets full of galleries and boutiques. The town is run without question by the mayor, a loyalist from the start, and the four ponies of the town council. Queen Nightmare herself stayed here while visiting Lord Anonymous during the Siege of Manehattan."
"That's good for us."
>"How do you mean?" Lyra asked, cocking her head.
"The town is only small because the Mayor keeps it that way, Lyra. It keeps prices up. Otherwise all this money strutting around would draw many more shops, all hoping to woo a wealthy patron. If the Mayor both controls business licenses and also adores the Crown, then those of us here on business for the Crown..."
>"Ohh, I get it!" Lyra bursts. "But how do we use it?"
"I don't know." Fleur responds with a shrug. "But it is good to be aware of things like that, because if we need a bit of leverage later, an opportunity might arise."
"Riiight." Lyra groans. "Any tool available, so long as the job gets done."
>Fleur simply lays her head back and chuckles.

>Later, in the large, slightly warm, public pool, the mares settle in once more.
>Fleur flags down an attendant and orders a bottle of wine.
>Lyra makes a face at the selection and orders a bottle of her own.
"Well, even if your pallet is far from refined, at least you have preferences." Fleur smirks.
>"That red is so dry if you dumped it out it'd soak up the pool!"
>Fleur can't help but laugh, and Lyra joins her.
>"Isn't that Clementine Orange?" Lyra asks suddenly.
>Following Lyra's gaze, Fleur confirms that it is, indeed, the wife of Julius Orange.
>"We're here on business, aren't we?" Lyra groans.

>>27918834

"Always." Fleur winks. "I suppose I'll let you in on it now, since the secret is blown. I want to see how well you've learned, and what I still need to teach you. So I have a little mission for you: I need leverage on Clementine Orange, which I will use to puppet her to help us with her husband."
>She pauses as the attendant sets a tray beside them and pours a glass for each of them.
>Once the mare retreats, Fleur takes a sip and continues.
"I want you to get us that leverage on Misses Orange. She leaves for Manehattan on Monday, probably in the afternoon."
>"Me? No no no, I don't think I can-"
"Relax, Lyra. I think you're up for it, and if you get stuck, come to me and we'll figure it out together. Remember, I'm just trying to see how well I'm doing."
>"Well, okay. If you say so." she answers nervously. "I'll do my best."
"Take your time. It's only Friday."

>Lesson 2 in the Fleur School of Subterfuge had been Reconnaissance.
>It was the logical follow-up to homework.
>Homework gave you the general picture, Reconnaissance was the art of filling in the specifics.
>As such, Lyra was currently out at lunch with the mayor.
>At the mint mare's request, Fleur herself was quietly tailing Clementine Orange.
>Using a skill Lyra had yet to learn, Fleur had reached out through proxies to acquire her target's schedule for the week.
>In an exclusive town like this, it was hard to tail somepony unless you were able to make the same appointments.
>The pull of the Crown certainly aided in this aspect.
>Currently Fleur was enjoying a nice caprese salad on the patio of one of the towns upscale cafes.
>Clementine Orange sat at the table behind her, talking to a friend about her latest trip to the local bronze gallery.
>As she sipped her wine, Fleur listened for anything useful.
>A yacht slowly drifted into the harbor, and she turned her gaze to watch it come in.
>Clementine's voice adopts a tone of frustration, and the white pony refocuses her attention.

>>27918855

>It seems that Misses Orange is in a bidding war with another family over a sculpture of one of Manehattan's Founders.
>Fleur makes a mental note to inform Lyra, and listens for any further details.

>"So it's at the Copper Dragon Gallery, and it's of Clockwork, the first Industrialist to setup shop in Manehattan?"
"That's what she said." Fleur nods, head leaned back as the attendant cleans her hooves.
>"The other pony bidding must be Emerald Sea. Her husband owns the largest fishing fleet in the bay, but his family is from the mainland. Just like the Oranges, the Seas are trying to convince Old Manehattan that they're the real deal."
"Oh, is Emerald in town too?"
>"She leaves tomorrow."
"Then Clementine will likely get the statue."
>"Unless we enter the bidding war."
"Lord Anonymous did not give us permission to spend so much, Lyra." Fleur warns.
>"Absolutely. But if we don't really need the statue, we can always agree to bow out and let Misses Orange have her bronze... on the condition she does us a little favor."
"Do you think she would cooperate over just that statue?"
>"My meeting with Mayor Blackpool was enlightening." Lyra smirks. "The Oranges are one of a handful of social climbers that have shown that little is beyond them if they believe it will advance their standing."
>Lesson three: Every pony has a weakness.
"I'll let you have your leverage, though I will write to Master tonight to be sure he approves."
>"Of course, Miss Fleur." Lyra says, smiling broadly. "I think I shall pay a visit to see this statue we're about to bid on."
>As the mare finishes shining Lyra's hooves, she counts out a tip and hops out of her chair.
>"Do we have dinner reservations?"
"Seven O'clock. Prongs on Creek."
>"Yes, ma'am."
>As Lyra leaves, Fleur rings a bell on the stand, summoning the owner.

>>27918872

>The owner enters, and Fleur tosses a small bag of bits to her.
"Consider this room booked for the next two hours. Lock the door."
>The owner nods and bows out, the door clicking locked behind her.
>Looking down at the somewhat startled hooficurist, Fleur smiles before leaning back again.
"Use your tongue."

>The next morning, the two mares sit in Fleur's suite over breakfast.
>"So Master approved the plan?"
"Yes, with the assurance that we'll be working as waitresses in the palace to pay off the debt if we accidentally buy him 'a piece of scrap metal'."
>"Oh." Lyra says, a little taken aback.
"So don't screw this up." Fleur continues levelly.
>"Okay, well, here's the plan. I found out that Clementine Orange has arranged to be at a late showing tonight for a few select guests. You will go and bid on the piece, and flaunt the fact that your bidding is backed by the Treasury. Once that's done, I'll handle the rest, negotiating a compromise."
"It's a risk, but I think you're on to something. If nothing else, we simply let her outbid us and recalculate."
>"Good. I've gotten you on the guest list already, doors open at nine."
"Will there be wine?"
>"And dessert. Complimentary."
"Excellent."

>>27918913

>At half past nine, a pair of gilded white hooves cross the threshold of the polished Copper Dragon, drawing some fair notice from the small number of elites meandering the gallery.
>The artist himself is soon at her side, and spends some fifteen minutes fawning over the craftsmanship of her shoes.
>With a flick of her tail, Fleur brings the young stallion back to the level, and he escorts her around the gallery.
>Stopping at the bronze of Clockwork, Fleur puts on a show of interest.
"This is of Clockwork, isn't it?" Fleur asks. "Founder of Manehattan Industry?"
>"It is! I'm glad you've heard of him!" the stallion beams. "His foundry was the first real workshop in the city, and he developed a special bronze alloy that I used to cast the statue!"
"An industrious stallion, someone Lord Anonymous would like."
>"He not only built half of Manehattan, but revolutionized metalworking!"
"An idol of yours?"
>The stallion nods, a little blush on his cheeks.
"No need to be embarassed. I think your enthusiasm is cute." Fleur smiles, letting her flank bump into him as she moves to look more closely at the statue.

>Fleur proceeds to walk with the eager artisan around the gallery, and when they've walked the place, he beckons her into the back.
>Expecting a proposition, Fleur braces to turn him down, only to find him uncovering a mold.
>"I was saving this for the right moment, and this will suffice. What do you think?"
>Before Fleur lie two molds, in fact.
>One long one shows seven figures, Lord Anonymous and the six ponies sent by Celestia to stop Queen Nightmare. They are in chains, and he holds the chain as if offering it up.
>The second is Queen Nightmare upon her throne, smiling down, obviously meant to be looking at Lord Anonymous.
"You did one thing very right. Queen Nightmare must always be higher than anypony else. I appreciate that by casting their heads down, you further emphasize the order of power from the Queen, to my Master to the prisoners."

>>27918919

>The stallion glows at the praise.
"May I make a suggestion though?"
>"O-of course." he stumbles.
"No artist has yet even referenced the fact that Queen Nightmare subdued Celestia. It is as if she never existed. But given the size of these molds, an artist of your talent could easily carve such a scene into the blank panel of the side of the throne, here." Fleur explains, gesturing to the smooth space."
>"I didn't ever think of that! I'll sketch some ideas right away!"
"Well, don't forget your guests out in the hall."
>"Oh! Right!"
"How much for the Clockwork statue, by the way?" Fleur asks, leading the way back into the main room.
>"Misses Orange and Misses Seas are both bidding on it, the price changes often for that reason.
>The duo are now in the open, and not far from Clementine's friend from lunch the other day.
"Well, whatever the cost, put me down for the next increment higher. Misses Orange will soon learn that her wealth is nothing next to the Treasury."
>"Of course! I'll go let my seller know right away!" he says, scurrying off.
>The mare from the other day casts a look at Fleur, and Fleur nods to her as she walks by.

>The next morning, Fleur sends a letter to her Master while Lyra is out doing... something.
>It makes her nervous allowing her apprentice such leeway, but Lyra has improved her skills greatly over the past few weeks.
>She is also curious as to the contents of the crate that was delivered to Lyra's room ten minutes ago.
>Nothing to do but wait.
>Or visit the hooficurist one more time.

>>27918927

>When she returns from her treatment, Fleur finds Lyra and a fidgety Clementine Orange sitting in her suite.
"Lyra, Misses Orange, what a surprise."
>"Clementine has agreed to help us persuade her husband to prioritize Master's project."
>"I-I still don't know exactly what you w-want me to do-"
>"In good time. Soon, even." Lyra cuts her off. "This, of course, is in exchange for us letting her have the statue and not bringing her niece to visit on a leash next Thursday."
>Fleur can't help but smirk. She had nearly forgotten about Applejack.
"So what's the plan, Lyra?"
>"Clementine, just wait here, I need to walk Miss Fleur through the next steps."

>Next door, Lyra has a camera set up, as well as...
"You had Master send the Sybian?"
>"I think we'll add another flavor to our line-up. The camera will help us remember today, and remind Julius of it too. I think a framed bondage-art series like this would do well in a Manehattan Gallery, don't you?"
"That is not what I expected, but I won't deny your logic. I think Master will appreciate the initiative in expanding the flavors."
>Lyra giggles, and Fleur joins her. Lyra then goes to fetch Clementine Orange.
>Clementine is lead in, already blindfolded, and Lyra sets her just ahead of the machine.
>Fleur locks the door as Lyra forcefully pushes the mare onto the seat, and locks her limbs in place.
>A now panicked Clementine starts to protest, allowing for a ball gag to be put in place.
>Using her magic, Lyra lines up the first rod, sliding the silicone member into the reluctant mare, eliciting a moaning whimper.
>Which is followed by struggling and pleading as Lyra dabs a bit of lube on Clementine's other hole.
>The pleading becomes higher pitched, and eventually a strangled whine as the second rod seats inside of Misses Oranges tight backdoor.
"Don't forget this." Fleur chides, floating the collection jar over to Lyra.
>"Oh! Thanks." Lyra says, taking it with her magic and sliding it into place.

>>27918937

>With the flip of a switch, the sequence starts.
>First the vibrating pad for her teats.
>"Mmmm"
>Then the rod in her marehood.
>" Mmmm!
>Followed by the little rabbit placed exactly perfectly to catch her clit when it starts to wink.
>"Mph?"
>...
>!!!
>The rod in her marehood picks up speed.
>"MMMmmmmMMmmm"
>And slowly the silicone stuffed in her sphincter slides into motion.
>"EEEEEEeeeeeEEeee!!!"
>It all happens over the course of a few minutes.
>Already the uptight socialite is leaking juices.
>It won't take her long to fill the jars.
>Fleur waits a few minutes while Lyra works the camera, and then she approaches the bound mare.
>Removing the gag, Fleur looks into her panting prey's eyes, tail raised.
"Tell me Misses Orange, do you like Moscato?"
And that's that. Took me forever, and it still isn't as good as I wanted it to be. But I'm glad this installation is finally done.

I've added this to my bin here:
http://pastebin.com/jkbWqc3P

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>>27918964

Sorry about the formatting, I thought I put a space between the last line of the story and my authors comment. It's kind of jarring.

>>27919040
Holy shit, heading to bed now but can't wait to read this tomorrow!

>you come home from a long day of work and plop down on your favorite recliner
"PONY!"
>your little mare slave appears in front of you
>"yes master?"
>you point to your feet
"Shoes."
>she pulls your dirty, worn work boots off and sets them neatly by the door as you unzip your pants
>you snap your fingers and point to the floor in front of you
"SIT."
>she obeys you, sitting perfectly still on her haunches and staring into your eyes
"Open."
>she opens her mouth, sticking her tongue out ever so slightly as you run your fingers through her mane before grabbing an ear, guiding your dick to her lips with the other hand
>you slide the head in, and her tongue cups around the bottom of your shaft
>her lips close around your girth and she closes her eyes as you begin thrusting, grabbing her other ear, forcing her head down into your crotch in time with your thrusts
>the only sounds in the room are the sounds of her occassionally gagging, slurping, choking, whimpering through the saliva and mucus beginning to run copiously from her mouth and nostrils
>she doesn't dare protest though
>she retches, you pull out of her mouth for a moment, a thick wet trail of pre, spit, and snot stretching from her muzzle and your crotch as she closes her mouth and swallows, licking her lips and catching her breath as tears stream down her face
>her reprieve is only momentary though, as your tip is soon against her lips again
"OPEN."
>she obeys, knowing the more compliant she is the sooner it will all be over, taking your entire length down her gullet this time
>soon you feel your orgasm beginning to well up, you pull back slightly and let your seed spill into her mouth, closing your hands around her muzzle to keep it wrapped tightly around you
>she whines and flinches as her mouth is filled with your cum
"Hold it," you order as you pull out, wiping your dick on the side of her face and placing your hand under her chin to force her to stare into your eyes

>>27919484
>you make her hold it in her mouth for 5 or so minutes, making sure the taste of your spunk has a good chance to soak into her tastebuds, never taking your eyes off of hers
"Swallow."
>she eagerly swallows, panting with her tongue hanging slightly out of her mouth
"What do we say?"
>"Thank you master," she huffs.
"Good girl," you say as you slap her rump. "Now go make me dinner."
>She nods and trots off toward the kitchen without another word

>>27908895
>>27908872
>>27908862
thank you

I like a lot of stuff in this thread but I don't like Broken Bluebird.

>>27919903
Any reason why, Anon?

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>>27919903

Everyone is allowed an opinion. I just wonder why you felt the need to share that.

It's fine that you don't like a story. I, personally, have not followed several highly acclaimed stories in this thread. But I have never been such a malcontent to simply tell them I don't like their story with no sort of constructive feedback. They are good writers, and I find nothing wrong with their stories grammatically or stylistically, it is just that the themes and the plot of said stories are not of interest to me.

But again, I don't come in here and tell them I don't like their stories and walk away. I keep it to myself, and scroll past them. Please, let us learn the lesson of AiE, and not become so hostile to our writers that they leave to form a thousand spin-off threads.

If you really want to hurl shit at someone, throw it at me. I'll survive.

>>27919966
Pretty much this.

I mean, if there's a reason given it's at least a discussion point, hell I suspect some of the authors would welcome that kind of feedback, but just blankly stating you don't like something serves no one.

This general has a wide range of stories, I suspect most readers dislike a few of them, which is perfectly fine.

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>>27918964
I love the whole spycraft thing you've got going here. Seriously, the lewd is great too, but I'm really getting hooked into the story itself. The lyra/fleur relationship is totally doing it for me, and is the perfect vehicle for fleur to dispense trade secrets.

>>27919492
Hmm, short but not bad at all. Really good description, manages to get the scene across with no wasted words.

Admittedly forced oral isn't really my thing, but I enjoyed this.

>>27919484
>>27919492
>tfw no qt mare slave to muzzle-rape

>

>Page 8
>8
>No nigger.
>Page 1 now, beeyotch.

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>>27918964
>Back ITT after over a year
>see this story still being posted
>mfw

Let a content creator resurrect the thread. All non-content posts below this line are descendants of Needle Dick Larry.

>>27918964
I... I can't believe what I'm seeing...

Hello, I was told this is more suitable for this thread than slavery.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1eaBi4SdoBtrNF3v9Muvxaw09QS3FGnewfFd9fQWtG48/edit

I feel like I'm getting the hang of this thread. Has there been any story without Anon yet? Pony on pony submission like?

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>>27918964

>>27922586

It's probably been a year since I updated. Your timing is impeccable.

>>27924380
>>27924795
Read it while it was over in SPG, I like it. Yeah, that general is a rather large misnomer huh?

The story does ask that you assume a lot of things from the get go and it's jarring sometimes because of it like when you're having to readjust your knowledge of the technology in the world and that Pegasus lightning thing. There are the odd spelling mistakes and such that should have been picked up in a second reading of it by you.

But I really like your idea about Pegasi and how they have natural instincts that can be used against them. That's really hot. I just wish you were less punctual with it and expressed what Sapphire was thinking and feeling at that point. Sub psychology is really hot.

>>27925742
Sadly I have little understanding of sub psychology and am basing most of this off furry fanfiction.
So obviously, my reference pool is rather tainted and odd.
Tech wise, well really its just your typical magitek factory setting with slaves.

As for the lightning, I figured it would be a bit more interesting than a stun collar or paralysis item.
Also because of how many OCs can cast lightning.
This was actually a gift, the characters belong to someone else who I have lost comms with and thus never continued.

>>27924380

How did that come about? I mean, that SiM has all the kinksters and SPG has all of the White Knights?

>>27925742
>But I really like your idea about Pegasi and how they have natural instincts that can be used against them. That's really hot. I just wish you were less punctual with it and expressed what Sapphire was thinking and feeling at that point. Sub psychology is really hot.

>He doesn't know about Broken Bluebird
Bruh, this story is literally the beginning of Broken Bluebird with the characters changed.

>BB, lines 16-22
"Oh, Dash."
> You lean in again, sliding a finger beneath her chin.
> The anger in her eyes has long since fled, replaced by a far more familiar fear.
"Oh, you silly little pony, Dash. I'm not going to shoot you."
> Your hand moves to grasp the steel collar fastened about her throat.
> She tries to shrink back, but trapped underneath you there's barely any room for her to move.
"You're far to valuable to me, Dash."

>From this story:
"Oh, Sapphire." Ralek leans in, beak just behind her ear, sliding the pistol beneath her chin. "Oh, you silly little pegasus, Sapphire. I'm not going to shoot you." He whispers through the hole in her, breath fluffing the hair tuft behind it. The anger in her eyes has long since fled, replaced by a far more primal fear." .... "You're far too valuable to me, Sapphire. Killing you is just not going to happen, escape is not going to happen.”

>>27927052

Another example of outright copying:

>From BB, lines:
"You will do whatever I order you to do, Dash."
> You swat her across the wings, earning a delightful squeal.
"Sooner or later you need to accept it: You are nothing but my slave now, and not even trying to get me to shoot you will change that."
> She's full-on crying now as you drag her down the steps to her prison.
> "N-no... I c-can't... can't live like this..."
"That's because you still struggle, Dash. When you accept your place, this will become so much easier."
> "I-I'm not a-"
"Yes you are. You are mine, trapped and taken. Like it or not, that is the reality.

>From this story:
"You will do whatever I order you to do, Sapphire." Ralek grabs the base of the broken wing and gives it a twist, earning an exquisite shriek of agony that quells her resistance. "Sooner or later you need to accept it: You are nothing but a slave now, and not even you dying will change that."
She's full-on crying now as he begins the long journey to Filly, the hellish lights sputtering on the horizon.
"N-no... I c-can't... can't live there..."
"That's because you still struggle, Sapphire. When you accept your place, this will become so much easier."
"I-I'm not a-"
"Yes you are. You are a slave, my slave, trapped and collared just as any other. Like it or not, that is the reality.”

It just goes on and on like that. Even the section with the cage and pegasus instincts is mostly taken line-for-line from Broken Bluebird.

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>>27927052
>>27927066

This General never ceases to amaze me.

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>>27927066
Hahaha, holy shit, wow. That's just sad.

>>27918964
Man, the way you deliver the lewd is something else. I don't even know how to entirely describe it, but it's just so 0 to 100. Like one minute you're doing the whole burn notice thing and discussing tradecraft, then all of a sudden it's a hard core sex scene.

I love the absolute fuck out of it.

>>27927052
>>27927066
Jesus Christ you could have at least picked a better fic to rip off, faggot

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No shit, someone took an existing story, changed the character names and added/removed some details and called it a day?
>mfw

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>>27919903
>>27929404
Take your shitty opinion and fuck off.

>>27930818
>doesn't like cringey edgefaggotry
>opinion is shit

>>27931043

>cringey edgefaggotry

Try harder

>>27931043
>>27931111

Both of you just shut the fuck up.

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>>27931043
>cringey edgefaggotry
there's been plenty of examples of that ITT.
BB is not one of them, sit the fuck down.

>>27931246
If shit like >>27927066 isn't cringe worthy to you, you need to have your head examined

>>27931043
Not liking an insanely popular story is perfectly valid, but why the sudden out of nowhere need to non-constructively rag on it.

I mean are you just bored and trying to manufacture some drama or did BB run over your cat or something?

>>27931435
Probably just wants drama.

early bump

>>27926383
SiM started off almost two and a half years ago as an insanely popular general-consensus/CYOA about what would you do if NMM gave you the main 6 to use as sex slaves.
Back in those days, white knights were completely outnumbered by veteran Anons who had been in this shithole till they no longer knew what a moral compass even was.
Nowdays /mlp/ is a complete hugbox.
I fucking hate you all, especially you Mendicant you cocksucking gay homo fag.

So is that plagiarizing, homaging, theft?
I am confused by how that works for broken bluebird and the FOE piece.

Is it an attempt at drama by creating something purposefully to mess with SIM?

Is there more to read of either?

Is it a submission piece by admitting BB is superior and following it?

>>27932238
Meh, I assume it's nothing that complex. Probably someone just blatantly ripping off someone elses ideas.. happens pretty much all the time everywhere.

Really ballsy to post it here though. I mean it's not like BB is some old story no one remembers.. people were pretty much guaranteed to notice..

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Does anyone know of any good pet fluttershy stories?

>>27932252
Hence why I am thinking the drama is the purpose, particularly as that fic is old, and bringing it up is odd in here or slave pony.
It has its own thread to go in, where I presume the author is respected, so why post it here, unless drama is the answer?

>>27932265
Wut?

BrokenBluebird is still ongoing.. we had an update recently(ish).. that was kinda my point.

>>27932263
There was one, it wasn't written here but posted here by the author:

Cries and Whispers
MD_TM27JGXPYK
http://pastebin.com/tuFnjbgV

>>27932292
Oh.
I haven't seen it when going through the threads.
Then again I have a nasty habit of skipping over green text dumps.

What's wrong with wanting to believe a few anons here are capable of long term planning and subterfuge with the intent of fucking with people?

I want 2004 back...

>>27932300
Hah, today's brand of troll is lazy, but it's depressing how effective lazy shitposting can be.

It's like the art of a good multi-layered troll has been lost to just shitposting about some old BS because someone will _always_ take the bait.

>>27932303
Well I suppose the answer is finding the author or poster, and then asking them.

How do you do that off a gdoc?

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>first day on this general was months ago
>my first taste was with a huge Olibird update
>I now have to compare every day of this bumpfest to that

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>>27933482
Yep, nothing makes a writefag feel more inspired than guilt.

>>27932309
I think you can find it under the report function still.

>>27933482
That's kinda how we roll here. We don't have many writers, and they tend to go into their silos for awhile then publish large polished updates rather than the shorter but faster pace updates from other generals.

>>27936138
I've noticed. Honestly I find it preferable this way. I'm just used to the fad-like ongoing-general theme that's so common, is all.

>>27934767

>>27932083
>two and a half years ago
Fuck where did the time go?

Anyone got a short quick prompt they'd like done in 5000 words or less?

>>27938242
Gilda and Octavia get in session together.
Octavia as sub and Gilda as dom.

>>27919484
>>27919492
More like this when?

>>27938242

Dragon-Rider Anon is the High Thane's Top General at the end of the Griffon Civil Wars. As reward for his service, Anon is made a Lord and given a Fiefdom. When he arrives in his new lands, he discovers that the heiress to the former lord has organized a resistance against him.

>>27938890
>topics must be show related

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>>27939485

Oh yes, because this whole thread just oozes canonical accuracy..

>>27932083
When you have a thread that keeps a certain kind of content ever present then all the people that are into that kind of content gravitate to that thread and the rest of the board has less of that content. The same thing happened with the trap thread and trapshit on the rest of the board. Mitch keeps his dead thread up eternally and it means there's less general trap content.

If SiM went down there'd be more morally dubious stuff popping up everywhere.

10

>>27929066
moar?

>>27927066
>>27927052
So is this good bad or meh to do?

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If this general does die, where will you go for your BDSM content? Other than the occassion BDSM focused green in other generals, where would you find a concentrated source.

>>27942124
9

>>27942401
I suppose you could always move to slave pones and mark your green as SiM so the moralfags know to avoid it.

>>27942401
>>27943295
so much negativity
maybe i should just do it

>>27943355
im more thinking of it as a "what if" scenario. SiM is still alive for now.

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>>27943355
>>27943295
If this is the kind of responses I'm gonna get, I think I might just drift about instead of moving over to that general.

>>27943420
yeah the feedback here if you get any can be quite harsh/toxic or unrelated here
maybe thats part of our problem

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>>27943462
That came from SPG, I prefer critiques to be harsh and critical. They motivates me to do the best that I can and keep pushing. I don't like hug boxes. I keep honesty in high regards.

So, pls don't die SiM ;_;

>>27943530
ill try harder to keep up with SiM then

>>27932263
>Dat pic
Muh dick

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>>27943553
You honestly don't have to, if there is no content. There is no content and people can lick their wounds until they've produced something,if they produce anything. If the general dies, it dies. Ce la vie. At most, all I'll have in terms of contents are the deliveries for these >>27916934
>>27917107

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>>27917107

What's better, consensual bondage spelled it dondage for second there or to take a mare by force and constrict her for your pleasure?

>>27944423
Non-consensual tends to be more popular here, though we've had some consensual stuff that was pretty damn good (Equine Therapy and Twilight's Submission come to mind).

>>27944423
Depends on what they point of the story is.

If you're going for sexy lewd, non-consensual I think works better because in our heads that's usually what we're doing in consensual play anyway.

If you're going for some kind of daw factor I think consensual is better .

If you're going for an in-depth character study or something, either can work.

>>27943420
Sorry, sorry, on vacation near Mexico.

Ask for what you want and I'll help.

>>27944451
>>27944479
Thank you for the quick reply, but what is your preference?

Anyone else is welcome to input as well.

>>27943420
Ball gags with holes in them, from what I can find they're called breathable gags. I prefer them over regular solid ball gags if only because it allows the wearers saliva to leak freely from the gag. Admittedly I've only seen this in doujins and such, but it still gets me going. It's visual and psychological in that it removes the wearers ability to swallow their saliva. It may require that the wearer be positioned in such a way that they can't tilt their head back to control their saliva and keep it from spilling from their mouth.

There are ball gags that forgo the ball and use a different shape such as a small penis or a bone shaped like a doggy treat. It's a much larger form of intrusion because now you not only have a gag on your mouth, but you also have several inches of a rubber phallus IN your mouth.

I've seen a ball gag with nipple clamps on short chains connected to the harness of the gag. The idea behind that is you attach the clamps to the wearers nipples and then stimulate them in such a manner that they thrash back and forth. The jerking movement by the wearers head will cause the chains to tug at the clamps and thus tug at the nipples.

It might not exactly work for a pony as easily as their nipples aren't that close to their heads as it is with humans. Although you could use longer chains and drape them over the mares back just like reins on a horse and run it against their genitals in such a way that the chains will not only tug at the nipples, but also slide against their lips. Not sure if you can picture it with that if not let me know and I'll do a shitty mspaint and try to explain it better. Gives me an idea for a picture and who better to use than Applejack? More on that later if anyone is up to drawing it?

1/?

>>27944619
Really depends on my mood @ preference.

Sometimes I wanna feel, sometimes I wanna see someone get dommed hard. I like everything from cringy white knight shit to strong sadism.

I'd say right now I'm in a weird middle of the road spot. I like Anon to be a bad guy, but not mustache twirling evil. I guess I like a fair bastard. Definitely abusing some pony, but if the pony follows the rules, is granted some leeway.

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>>27944619
There are mouth gags as well, not exactly ball gags mind you, but still worth mentioning. Perhaps you've seen them perhaps you haven't, but it consists of a simple harness, same as a ball gag, but instead of a ball or other shaped intrusion, the mouth gag has a silicone there are metal ones mind you circle with "pegs" on the side. The "pegs" are positioned in such a manner than even if the wearer wanted to bite down, they are unable to as the "pegs" now occupy the space between the up and lower set of teeth. The mouth, now wide open, has the circle that allows the dom to insert whatever they please into the sub. I can try making a shitty ms paint picture of that as well. Not sure how well posting pictures would go.

There are also bits that horses wear when they are being ridden ala the picture here. Add some reins and the dom could "ride" the sub just like a horse and even gently yank on the reins to direct the sub.

They even have inflatable gags, but I'm not quite sure how they would work. What seems most obvious to me is the deflated gag is inserted into the subs mouth and then inflated? Can't say that image does anything for me, but different strokes for different folks.

Last but not least is a gag that works similar to the mouth gag in that it has that circle and peg design the keeps the mouth open, but covers the whole jaw. Think of a how bandits wore their bandanas in the old wild west movies to cover their faces. Got it? Okay now imagine that instead of flimsy fabric, the "bandana" is made of leather or silicone and is rigid and tightly fastened. If you're following me so far, then let's take it to the end and now imagine that the little circle that allows one to insert objects into the subs mouth has a lid or cap that one can easily remove. Take it a step further and say the lid/cap also has a phallus shaped protrusion that slips into the subs mouth when the lid/cap is secured.

2/?

>>27944747
Hope it helps >>27943420 or it was it too little too late, well I suppose I typed all that up for nothing.

Also I do have an idea for a gag picture. How bout Applejack with a mouth gag (the circle and peg variety) and a set of blinkers. If you didn't know blinkers are those little covers that keep a horses vision focused to the front. See picture in >>27944747 for an example. You could take it a step further and add those chains that end in nipple clamps.

>>27944764
Hey, if you're going to spend that much time writing out a detailed gag guide! I don't mind doing a quick AJ

Hawkeye, do you have Skype?

>>27944423
My personal fav is Non-consensual, but turned consensual after a bit of mind play and a good dicking.

>>27943420
>what gags for what pone

Twilight: Panties rolled up in the mouth + normal gag to stop them from coming out - works well for consensual relationships with this pone too, bonus points for the panties being wet.

Rarity: No gag, let the whole town hear you claiming her.

Pinkie: I liked how Nameless silenced her by simply telling her that if she said anything he would stop.

Yellowquiet: probably does not really need a gag, something in-effective would work like a bit of rope or duct tape.

Dash: something personal to her that she won't want to spit out or ruin.

Background pone: Bridle with a bit, or just an apple shoved really hard into her mouth but I don't think you'll be able to find any of those anywhere near her.

Celestia: Ballgag - effective to stop her guards from hearing anything, and is more... Professional for such a high-level boss.

Moonbutt: Ballgag again, same reasons.

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>>27946911

...maybe. Why?

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So, here is it, finished between games of Overwatch. I'm still very much not happy with ring gags, probably one of my least confident gags to do. It's far too easy to fuck up the snout and make her look like she's dislocated her jaw. Not really likin how th rings turned out either, from talking to people, the rings goes behind the teeth right? The lower teeths really bug me and I definitely could have done a better job at them. Anything else that peeves you about the drawings?

I likely won't be colouring these at all, just quick line sketches. I guess Celestia is next? Would really like to get onto doing tape gags with stuffing (one of my faves since it's the one I've had the most experience with)

Gags are absolutely my favorite part of bondage, from both perspective, having your ability to speak deprieved and suppressed like that, JUST UNF <3 That feeling of fullness in your mouth is really nice and I love them whimpers and muffled cries that people make when they are gagged. And that sense of ownership and control over someone else when you gag them, to be able to kiss their gagged lips JUST, so much yes <3

>>27947475
There is a small pool of SiM universe writefags who have produced green. Figured we should keep track of each other, possibly discuss headcanons, story ideas, etc. I'm fine if you aren't interested, but thought I should offer.

I'm not... /entirely/ sure how to go about sharing that over 4chan, so I've made a temp email. Not sure if it will work, but w/e.

[email protected]

>>27948468
Why not just make a large Skype/Discord group or something like that and just have everyone here join?

>>27948490
Or we could meet up on IRC.. or maybe even an image board!

>>27948490

Because half of our Anon's are douchenozzles

>>27947875
unf, fukken saved

I'm trying to hash out a short green about a pony getting a roofie but ran into an issue.

I have no idea how to do molestation that isn't just creeper tier hover hooves.
Not to be demanding, but with the goodness of gag anon, could somebody explain how molestation, petting, and actual BDSM hoof on body parts would work?

The sort of stuff like rubbing flank and then swatting it on out to wrenching their muzzle to face you.

I'm in a cruel mood. Name a pony you want to read about suffering.

>>27951122
Flitter

>>27951122
Miss Harshwhinny. Hard whipping, to the point she bleeds.

Starts out consensual, but Anon breaks her trust and ignores the safeword repeatedly.

>That wierd feeling when the first thing of yours that you're aware of someone plagiarizing is horse BDSM
Well then.

>>27924380
Okay, look. Stolen shit aside, you're not an awful writer. The predator/prey aspect is actually genuinely well done; do very much consider retrying this without just copying someone else's stuff and instead focusing on that dynamic. Additionally, try to diversify your sentences - not every one needs to start with "[Character name] verbed into the noun" or something like that.

>>27944423
I don't tend to find non-consensual bondage alone to be that interesting - for me, it's what comes with that which appeals to my tastes. Especially the psychological stuff - the victim knowing they are utterly helpless against what is about to come, or coming to grips with the cruelty that is being leveled against them. Consensual bondage can be quite hot, though - the thought of someone voluntarily going into that position for your sake...

>>27918964
Hey, Hawkeye! Good to see you back around these parts - I see you've definitely not lost your touch in writing. The only thing I wish for is that we had a little bit more of a glimpse inside Fleur's head like we occasionally did in the original writing. Overall, however, excellent to see you posting.

>>27938890
On the contrary, I like this one. You'd have to worldbuild a bit to rationalize that fitting into FiM's setting somehow, but it sounds like plenty of fertile ground whichever way you go with it.

>>27951277
Why are you encouraging a thief?

>>27951591
Eh, he was the one who was stolen from. It's his right not to be pissed off.

>>27951277
>Plagiarized
Yeah, I didn't read that story until you pointed it out, but that's very clearly plagiarized.

>>27924380
If you're going to lift plots from other writer's stories, at least give credit to the for the inspiration, and link the original work. It's bad form to steal other's ideas without adding a significant amount of original material to it.

>>27918964
I meant to review this. Sorry for being late.

>Green text structure.
It /feels/ like you're writing this in traditional pros, and simply converting it into green. Lines like:

"That sounds like a fair summation." Fleur agrees. "And I have broken a sweat. So it is time to head to the Caldarium."
...
>"How do you mean?" Lyra asked, cocking her head.

Having dialog and normal text in the same line is weird for me, and certainly not how I would structure it. This is something I'd reconsider for future green.

>Lyra's Knowledge
This is a weird one. She seems to know /a lot/ of things from experience she shouldn't reasonably have. For example, the way she was able to derive the fact the club had a membership /might/ make sense for a pony who frequents those social circles, or has related experience, but for Lyra, I don't see this as making sense. She feels unexpectedly confident with her briefly. For a pony in her position I could expect a severe lack of confidence. I think this issue with Lyra's character appeared in the first update as well when she was joking with Fleur. It feels like she's selectively aware of her situation, or doesn't view it as a threat. This odd Fleur/Lyra dynamic makes it hard to understand what the relationship between them is really like, and makes it hard to see either of them as the "lead" pony.

It's a good premise. I enjoy SiM Fleur a lot. However I think there are some issues that need to be addressed in order for the story to be fully realized up to it's potential. With that said I'm /certainly/ happy you're back, and looking forward to the next update.

>>27951648
Then who was it stolen from?
I've been watching this, but nobody linked what xir stole from.

just to be sure bump

>>27951712
>>27951277
>>27927066
>>27927052
>>27925862
>>27925742
>>27924380
So is this all for nothing as it is now acceptable by the President of the USA to take whatever is pleased from MLP?

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>>27951712

A fair critique. I doubt there will be any change in my writing style. I don't write these as prose though, so you're aware.

As for your second note, yes, looking back, I think I may have gotten a little off track because of the extended hiatus this story underwent. There is basically a Disney-esque training montage missing, which I probably meant to imply happened, and simply forgot.

And just for y'all, I figured out the password to my old gmail account from when I was active on FR. [email protected]

>>27951591
>Why are you encouraging a thief?
Because while I can't say I'm amused by the thieving, I also can't bring myself to actually be genuinely upset about it. After all, it's fanfiction - not like I'm exactly being super-original in the first place.

Plus, I remember that I was once a crappy newfag writer with some truly cringetastic green to show for it. So, I encourage them to stop being a thieving asshole in the hope that they quit it and actually write what they're good at. Maybe they won't, in which case they're just a thieving asshole and I'm not going to bother offering any more advice.

>>27951712
Interesting that Hawkeye's use of prose-like lines stuck out to you. I didn't even register it, probably since I tend to write more prose-like anyhow (albeit in a more greentext-ey format). Not saying it's wrong to comment on, just interesting what different people see.

>>27951930
The story 'Broken Bluebird'. First pastebin is http://pastebin.com/G97Nn1XW and second is... well, will be reposted soon and the first one is pretty long for the meantime.

>>27954188
Hey bb guesstimate on BB update?

>>27954188
Well I suppose the answer is to go to foe general and see if the anon has improved or not.

>>27908516
bump

rl qk bmp fr ya

bomp

>>27954625
The answer seems to be, maybe.

>>27943036
8

Is anyone going to name this plagiarizing faggot here?

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>>27959705
Picture didn't take.
But overall, not that bad actually.
I'd take it in as a student's work, but would drop their score by ~5% for being over a 10% matching.

>>27959705
>Naming
>On an anonymous imageboard
Nigga, the googledoc is anonymous and it was posted here anonymously. How the fuck are supposed to do that?

>>27959732
That site misses a lot because it isn't a 100% exact match. So for instance, lines like
>Oh, you silly little pegasus, Sapphire. I'm not going to shoot you." He whispers through the hole in her, breath fluffing the hair tuft behind it.
The anger in her eyes has long since fled, replaced by a far more primal fear.
and
> The anger in her eyes has long since fled, replaced by a far more familiar fear.
> "Oh, you silly little pony, Dash. I'm not going to shoot you."
only register as once sentence matching, when in reality all the thief did is switch the order lines appear in - it's actually a lot more matching, but the site doesn't see that.

Another example:
> F-fuck you," she tries to yank the pistol from his hand, teeth biting the fluted barrel to pull it away.
and
> F-fuck you-"
> She actually tries to yank the gun from your hand, gripping it in her mouth to pull it away.
also only register as about half matching to the site. But no, all they really did is change the POV ("your" to "his") and adjective ("gun" to "pistol"). It's still obviously stolen.

>>27959889
Oh I agree on the stolen, but as a proffesional, changing a word is all it takes.
You get demerits for copy pasting, changing afterwards the gender or tense makes it unique.
Its actually a topic of debate on just what should be considered plagarism, whether"the dog runs after the ball" is literally the same as "the cat chased after the sphere"
Nothing more than word swaps, but it becomes its own statement.

However, given the gdoc is from the past, he may have attached more posting info when he first posted it to a thread.
Just as much as considered the word swaps and expansions his own.

Essentially, changing from a singular figure in their home for Bluebird to a more expansive setting with a gryphon.
Not the best of things, but many works are derivatives in this fashion.

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>>27908837
Why even get out of bed in the morning

>>27960206
to be someone's submissive little loyal mare.

>>27960440
What if I want the little mare to be submissi e to the big mare?

>>27960533
I'm sure your dubs will let you be submissive to the big mare anon.

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>>27944423
In true bdsm the sex is not optional and there is no safe word

>>27960533
yoir not me

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>>27960625
>>27960639
You two are perfect for one another, first one to touch their nose with their tongue is the submissive mare!
what the fuck are we doing?

>>27960755
Trying to move past how different do you have to be to not be the same.

>>27954188
Feel free to send your Skype to that email too. I'll add you in if you want.

I wish to be the little mare's cruel master.

>>27962757
How would you torture your little mare?

>>27962811
Lots of whipping, dripping hot candle wax, breath play, urinating on her, borderline starvation forcing her to do all kinds of horrible lewd things just to get enough scraps of food to not die, keeping her locked in a cage without enough room to even turn around when I'm not playing with her.

>>27962833
I don't know why but the idea of breaking a pony through starvation is a huge turnon for me. Any stories involving this?

>>27962851
There's Escapade's would you like some cheese one.

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Forcing my little mare to sing me a song bump

This is all just fantasy right? You wouldn't really hurt a little pony if they were real, would you?

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>>27964283
Anon, I hate to be the one to break this to you, but they're not real.

>>27964347
That's not an answer. If they WERE real, you wouldn't really want to hurt them, would you?

>>27964365
I ride real horses and use a crop and spurs pretty harshly. So I'll let you answer that question yourself.

Green dump tomorrow bump

>>27962851
As>>27963758 said, I have a story in this area. It's not very long, and you don't /see/ the starvation, but it's certainly important to the story.

Would you Like Some Cheese?
http://pastebin.com/1CUCb6R4

It would be awesome to get some feedback (har har) on this after you read it. Even if it's an old story, seeing how people evaluate my writing really is helpful and appreciated.

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>>27962851
Not so much starvation, but I've always loved the idea of a consistent diet of bland, tasteless, and maybe not quite enough being used to break moral over a long period of time.

Food is one of the basic pleasures of life, and being forced to live on something that is described as "nutritionally effective" really does it for me.

There's been a few stories here that had that as a background element, but nothing that's really used that as the main element that I can remember.

Hm starvation fetish. I like it.

The sad reality is that I'll probably do it irl then lose all interest, just like bdsm, and assorted other fetishes

It also works well to make them debase for food.
And as you start, they might just throw the food aeay in teary horror at what they did.
Then they'll start eating it off the floor later.
Eventually you win.

>>27962811
Well first I'll say she is a pegasus.
Then I would put her under a shopping basket and place a desk fan in front of her.

Oh wait are these supposed to be original answers or "original"?

Well givenhow frequent people go after ponies, and that I like the exotic, I'd start with a griffon slave.
Useful around the house and fab, good for deliveries, and still has all that wonderful fluff and plumage to forcefully reverse spoon.

Torture would be probably more psychological than physical.
A broken body can heal, wounds can be ignored, and eventually pain loses all meaning.
Permanent mutilation isn't a good option, since we have yet to see more than Zecora's potion for regenerating body bits, so it might be possible to cut off claws and pull teeth, then slip a potion after the pass out.
Then I would put her in her slave quarters with a sedative meant to make her have a restless dreamless sleep, so she thinks the whole torture session was just a nightmare.

I'd repeat this over a very long period, perhaps whenever she earns a merit item so she starts to think something is wrong with excelling.
Then I would start leaving hints of what was done, starting with the first pieces so they are clearly weathered and unrecognizable.
Perhaps leaving bits of her talons around for her to find while cleaning, or maybe have a tooth under my pillow for the macabre tooth fairy.

Then move onto nothing for a while.
Just a few old piece of a griffon.
Maybe do some edgelord thing and explain a previous disobedient griffon was brutally punished and eventually killed by an owner in the home. Leave it hanging as to how old the home is as to whether she thinks its me or the previous tenant who did this.

Then I would halt all the messing with her for a while, nightmare nights now get a restful sedative so she just kind of blacks out until the alarm as an instant transition, with maybe a small energy booster so she feels better.

>>27966711
A few months later I would start playing her screams and sobs of terror down at a volume only her enhanced hearing can register, physically impossible for me to hear, and on a random timer so I can't give up the jig.
Then I would pull out the recent and preserved parts of her, the ones that should still look nice and bloody, and start leaving those around.

Now, this would all be setup to culminate on Nightmare Night/Halloween with the final plan to be having her strapped live to a torture room table.
Now hopefully I could find somebody with Luna to do this, but pretty much any dyed unicorn and some fake wings will do.
See, my griffon has been naughty in not giving candy, but its okay, Nightmare Moon isn't here for her.
Its the master who is in trouble, he has failed to offer tribute and is now about to have something very precious to him taken away.

At this point, and this is the point, the edge lord physical torture begins with the unicorn breaking out the needle, the blowtorches, the belt sander, bolt cutters, and saw while going to town on her, doing all sorts of extensive mutilation to her, until she passes out.

When she awakes, the explanation is simple, she shouldn't have asked about the griffon parts.
Had she just done her job and cleaned, none of this would have had to happen.
Now, I'll have to finish the promise and kill her.

One more sedative injection, and she finds herself in a very tiny crate going some place far away on a tramp freighter, Shang Hei, marked as medical supplement.

That's how I'd torture my little mare.
She lied and was a griffon.

Now what I would do with the happy bouncy pegamare I get afterwards, well that is for SPG.

>>27966711
Do griffins even have teeth?

>>27966869
Idk, will have to check as you've got me curious.

>>27966869
Yes, Gilda has shown them.

10

>>27968494
9

>mfw when my edge isn't strong enough to get replies

>>27969842
8

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>>27970952
No

Archives: https://www.anonpone.com/punishment/ http://pastebin.com/uY83evb2
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>It takes you less than a minute to catch up with her.
>As you settle into a new comfortable spot on the wall, you note that she’s settled into a sort of rhythm, rocking back and forth as she fights her way into your cave.
>It’d be a shame if someone distracted her.
“Hey Celestia! How are your legs feeling?”
>She shudders visibly at your words, her ears pressing to the back of her head while Hope easily trots past her.
“So, how do you know you're even going the right way? You were blindfolded the last time you were here. Did Candace tell you? Did Hope?”
>The only answer she offers is a grunt.
“Come oooon, I need an answer. Otherwise I’m just going to blame them both.”
>The implied threat finally gets her to answer.
>”I could hear your fire the first time you brought me here, and I could smell the corpses you collected around it, in some monstrous ritual. I can still hear it and sti-oof!”
>The distraction is perfect; she falls on her face.
>Once more her rump raises high, practically begging you.
>Taking the open invitation, you get up from the wall and pat that large, white ass of hers before she can get up.
“Come on, I get you’re trying to be sexy, but you’re not going to make any progress down there.”
>Her tail swats at your hand as she scrambles back up to resume her crawl, “Don’t touch me, human!”
>You don’t offer too much resistance to that tail, as the implication of her words tumble around in your head.
>She said she can hear the fire from here?
>...No. She’s lying.
>There's no WAY her senses are that good...right?
>You’ve barely taken a dozen steps before Hope trots by at a comparatively blazing speed, the bedding rolled up on her back.
>The moment Hope passes her, Celestia falls once again.

>>27972052
>She scrabbles on the ground before landing flat on her belly.
>Did she just trip her?!
>You eye Hope, who wags her tail.
>...Maybe you weren’t entirely fair to the little bug…
>You stop Hope with a hand to her withers, her tail freezing in place, and lean over.
“Don’t go to sleep quite yet. I might need you later. If I whistle, come running.”
>”Ohkay father,” She bobs her head and resumes wagging her tail once you let her go, allowing you to focus on the fallen alicorn before you.
“You know, you probably could get to them by crawling on your belly, but it‘ll be pai-”
>“Human, will you be SILENT?!”
>Frustration drips from Celestia’s voice and she kicks the ground before working her way as close to upright as she can manage.
“...Sure thing.”
>She squeezes her eyes shut, her face scrunching up from the force as she gets back to moving along.
>”What hidden cost does your acquiescence have this time?”
>Dammit, she’s good.
>Cadance still hasn't figure that one out yet.
“Oh, well, if you want a cost, I can give you one. I’ll be quiet once I stop being in Tartarus. Until then, you’re in MY house, and my house is humiliation and degradation central.”
>”Human, if we were reversed I would not treat you like this!” She raises her head up and wails out.
>You know...you almost feel bad about doing this to her.
>Almost.
“Really now? You talking about the humiliation or the physical abuse? Because I could bring up the whole naked in a cave thing again. Or I could mention how I was kept in a cage, the time minotaurs forced me to beg them not to beat me every day...”
>She opens her mouth to argue, but you cut her off.
>You aren't done.
“Seriously, quite literally no one in Tartarus buys that line of shit you fed me this morning. Better yet, how about I just throw your own words back at you. How exactly is recommissioning one of Nightmare Moon’s torture chambers LESS abusive?”
>She pauses, her mouth hanging open.

>>27972063
>All at once, she deflates, her head sinking down, her trek slowing.
>”I really said that out loud, didn’t I?”
“Yea, you did. And plenty of other very un-princess like things. I think you told me to go buck myself. I don’t even know what that means!”
>She looks back at you, her voice full of remorse, ”You’re right. It's not. For that, I’m…sorry, human.”
>...Holy hell, are you actually winning an argument with her?
>”I’m not used to being so surprised like that, and I...may have panicked. When I thought my family's saf-ooh!”
>She catches her mane under her leg, pulling herself down and forward.
>”Nguh!” her face slams into the ground, stopping her from flipping over right onto her back, her hind legs dangling in the air.
>She shudders, her limbs quaking, but she doesn’t try to move out of that compromising position quite yet.
>Instead, her sides heave.
>D’aww…she's trying to keep from losing it.
“Well that’s just waayy too well timed to be an accident. Is this your way of giving your apology substance?”
>You squeeze her ass to clarify, taking a handful of her soft, pillowy rear, and lift it even higher in the air.
“Because I happily accept.”
>”Don’t you dare! Let go of me!” She howls out, thrashing around to get out of your grasp.
>She kicks back with her bound hind legs, uselessly with you well out of her reach.
“Hang on, I thought you’re apologizing. Don’t tell me you’re thinking of recanting...”
>Siding your thumb over, you wedge it under her tail dock and press it to the edge of her puffy sex lips.
>”Human…I...yes, stop…please…I’m begging you…” She squeezes her eyes shut, tensing up as a tear runs down her grime covered cheek.
>Well…
>As tempted as you are to keep going, if she’s recanting then you still have the moral high ground.
“Talk about mixed messages. Fine, I’ll stop, but that means you’re still an evil bitch.”

>>27972071
>She almost collapses; relief crashing over her the instant you pull your hand away.
>Her hind legs hit the ground with a thud.
>”How...in the name of my SUN is that a mixed message?!” Her voice is as tearstained as her cheeks.
“You say no, but you keep sticking your butt in the air and practically start winking at me. What the hell else am I supposed to think?”
>”I’ve only fallen, you…you brute! You’ve tied me up like an animal and forced me to parade around for you!”
>She fights back to all fours and resumes her journey, her ears and tail both pressed flat.
>You hang back against the wall and call out,
“Ok, one, I specifically asked you NOT to parade around. You're just being stubborn. And two, you’re quite literally the only thing in Tartarus that would have a problem with this.”
>You know that from experience!
>Well, maybe they wouldn’t be ok with the whole being tied up thing.
>But this whole time, as she's worked her way deeper into your home, with every movement she's made, that noose has slowly inched tighter.
>”Degenerates and black hearted monsters! Every one of you!” She shakes her head, her voice threatening to crack, as unsteady as her legs, which are still shaking from almost being molested.
>No longer hanging freely, the noose threatens to press into her neck.
>And well...she seemed reeeeeal touchy about that part of herself-that’s why you put the rope on her in the first place.
“Oh yea, that’s real civil. Insult the guy who DIDN’T molest you because you said no.”
>Just like she couldn't bring herself to sacrifice her horn to beat you, you doubt she’ll consider suicide to be a reasonable sacrifice to see her family...meanwhile, everything else in Tartarus would just see it as an inconvenience.
>Celestia squeezes her eyes shut once again.
>”This...is EXACTLY why you deserve your sentence to this place.”

>>27972079
“And this is EXACTLY why you're crawling on your knees. This holier than thou attitude of yours. Once you can admit you aren't infallible, I might be able to treat you like the wiser members of your family.”
>”Treat me like my...So you can beat me and rape me?! Do you believe I was ignorant in that pris..on…?”
>She freezes up, her already giant eyes growing even larger, before she twists herself around, tilting her head back and forth to try and get a good look at her neck, “What did you do?!”
>Did she finally notice the noose?
>You must have had her more worked up than you thought if it took this long.
“You’re going to need to be a bit more specific, Celestia.“
>She shakes her head, “The rope, the rope, the rope, the rope! You’ve tightened it! I know you have!”
“Seriously?! I’m all the way over here, I haven’t touched it!”
>Leaning back against the wall once more, you spread your arms wide.
>As she looks over at you to confirm, you can see terror bleeding from her eyes.
>If...if she wasn't responsible for placing you in literally unending agony, it’d be enough to make you feel like a gigantic ass.
>She has that same look an animal gets when it can't understand why it's hurting, but knows you should be able to fix it.
>...Maybe this game really is too far.
>For all you know, she really was just completely naive.
>”You...you must have...or, or you tied-enchanted it! It keeps getting tighter!” She squirms around, teetering as she struggles against her bonds to reach a foreleg to her neck.
>She really is acting just like a panicked animal…
>In two long strides, you close the distance between you two and grab her horn.
“Look at me Celestia. Look at me!”
>You twist her head, forcing one of her violet, terror-clouded eyes to meet you.
>She looks as bad as Cadance did, right before she ran away.
“Deep breaths now, just take deep breaths. Is it getting worse? Right this second, is it still getting worse?”

>>27972093
>Her sides heave as she drinks in your words, slowly, but surely, sliding down from her panic high, “...No...it’s...what are you…”
>That’s actually a very good question.
>You scramble around your overworked mind, looking for the excuse you had prepared for this.
“Listen to me. This is exactly why I wanted you to stay in bed. Your neck's suddenly hyper-sensitive, and you’re worried that the rope’s going to start choking you any minute now, right?”
>Her pupils shrink as you speak, telling you everything you need to know.
>”Of course it is. You’ve done something to it-you must have!”
>...You are so lucky you put the leash on her AFTER closing her eyes, instead of right away.
>You give her horn a little shake as you recall the excuse you had prepared.
“Celestia. You were just strangled to death. And now that you're getting all worked up, it suddenly feels like it's happening again. Don’t you think those two could be connected?”
>That look in her eyes…your explanation makes more sense to her traumatized mind than she’d like.
>”This…you're saying this will stop if I calm down?”
“It should.”
>You shrug.
>Squeezing her eyes shut, she grits her teeth, “Human. Just remove the rope. Please.”
>You grin.
“Please what?”
>She mumbles as she mentally combs through that sentence, figuring out what she's forgotten, “Just remove the rope please...”
>Her eyes snap open, her eyes pinpricks as she realizes what honorific you expect her to use, “No...”
>She takes a deep breath, steadying her voice, “I won't say it. Human.”
>With a shrug, you step back, leaning against the wall once more.
“Ok. Then I won’t be removing the rope any time soon.”
>A bit of panic begins to seep back into her gaze, “Human, how can you claim to be deserving of release when you enjoy watching a pony suffer like this before you?!”

>>27972105
“Oh, don’t give me that. I literally just told you that we’re doing this because you need an attitude adjustment. If you can’t lower yourself for two seconds, then you don’t deserve help.”
>”You want me to give you carte-blanche to be a monster, not lower myself!”
>She’s quickly burning through what sympathy you have for her.
“Right, Cadance calls me that, so I made her my cocksock. It's not like I constantly risk my own neck to keep her safe. I’m giving you an out, Celestia. A way for you to stop your pain. Just do it, it's better than anyone else would give you.”
>She pauses, her expression becoming unreadable, “Yet you call me a tyrant for placing you in the same predicament.”
>With that, the light of your remaining sympathy is promptly snuffed out.
“What the hell do you mean the same predicament? You didn’t give us any sort of out! You gave us fuck all, and expected us to deal with it for eternity! This isn’t even CLOSE.”
>"Of course it is! If you would simply set aside your selfishness, Tartarus could be a paradise!”
>Gone is Celestia, the wounded and crying animal.
>All you see before you is Celestia, the psychotic and uncaring god brought low.
“Oh, selfishness is why this place is shit! How could I have never guessed that if we just came together and sang kumba-fucking-ya that you’d finally send us tools and clothing and rain houses from the sky for all of us!”
>She shakes her head and starts ‘walking’ again, this time with you in tow.
>Celestia's speech is riddled with pauses, each one filled with a deep breath, “Of course not, human. This realm, is removed from the light of myself, and my sister. The onus is on, everyone of you, to make it a better place.”
“You seriously expected us to build civilization from the ground up?! Like it's that easy!?”
>She turns her head to look up at you.
>That fucking infuriating look of smug superiority has returned to mar her pretty face.

>>27972115
>Screw the game, you should sodomize her with her own damn horn!
>Do it in front of Luna, just so she can see what you’ve done to her sister!
>Or, better yet, you could grab Cadance and use HER horn to…
>...Nooo…
>You can’t lose it on her.
>But...dammit, you can't have her win.
>You NEED to get her all worked up, to get her in a panic...otherwise she’ll be able to think clearly enough to know what the noose is doing.
>Of course… if she gives earlier, you wouldn't complain…
>Either way, you need to knock her back into the panic which you, in a stupefying moment of brilliance, helped her climb out of.
>Because you felt bad for her.
>But she’s so frustratingly set in her ways that you aren’t sure how to…
>Wait...that’s it.
>You know of one thing that got her real worked up, real fast.
>And it begins with you doing the most mature thing you can think of.
>You step on her mane.
>“I watched as my little ponies, accomplished the very same feat. Three warring tribes built a functioning, loving society, whilst being pr-aah!”
>Right as you feel her mane begin to grow taut under your foot, you slide it under Celestia’s legs.
>She goes down just as she had before, stumbling before crashing face first into the ground.
>You said earlier that you weren’t going to let her ruin the evening with a half baked debate, and that's exactly what you’ve let her do.
>If you're going to salvage your evening, then you're going to have to drag her down to your level and beat her with experience.
>Which is exactly what you're doing now.
“Seriously? This is time number three, Celestia. Are you just… ooohh, I get it!”
>You snatch her tail and yank it high, earning a cry from her, “Whaah! Human, let go of my tail!”
“Noo, noo, I get it now! This is why you’ve been presenting yourself, why you convinced Cadance she was going to have to have sex with me!”
>Her eyes grow wide as you confirm what seems to have been her biggest fear.

>>27972126
>“Human, don’t you dare! Stop this!”
>You loop her tail skirt around your good arm-to keep control over THAT part of her, while also having your hand free for the fun bits.
“You knew that after all this time in hell, I’d be desperate for some real, caring companionship. You didn't have a human, so you did the best you could. A cute mare, one who never raised a hoof against me…”
>...Maybe you’ll start slow.
>Or at least with the parts that’ll be much harder to get at once she’s walking again.
>Celestia's frozen in fear as you go on, your hand reaching between her legs.
“That’s what you meant by giving up selfishness, isn't it? Going out of your way to make another happy. Problem is… she's married, Celestia. And compared to what I'm used to, she almost looks like a kid! You, on the other hand...”
>You squeeze one of her small breasts.
>”Nyaaah! S-sto-let-me-go!” She tenses up under you, quaking, her breath quick and shallow.
“Oh, don’t be so selfish! The onus is on YOU to make this a better place now, remember?!”
>”That’s not what I meant! Pl-please! I’m begging you!”
>...Oohh, this is too perfect.
>You tease and tweak her teat with a finger, her nipple stiffening as you lean forward, getting as close to her ear as you can while still playing with her.
“Please what?”
>She chokes back a sob and kicks her hind leg out at you.
>It’s just as effective as it was the last time she tried that move.
>She thrashes to get back to all fours as you pinch and keep playing with her teat, “Human! Wait! I-if you stop, you-you can still be forgiven for your crimes! Y-you can-”
>You cup her breast...crotchtit...whatever they’re called on ponies.
“Really? Forgiven? See, funny thing about that one. I already served my sentence. I served it a hundred times over! And you forgot about me. You’re only offering me one way out, so I’m doing the same.”

>>27972134
>You pull your hand back moments before she slams her thighs together, having made it to all fours once again.
>Your hand stays firmly attached to her, moving back to trace around her pink vulva, that she’s desperately trying to cover with her tail dock.
>Each twitch and jerk of her tail only serves to tighten the noose around her neck.
>“Human! I’m sorry! It was all I could offer! Stop, stop, stop! Stop! Stop!”
“Oohh, you’re finally admitting it Celestia? That you screwed up? Or was it that you didn’t care? I think you’re just telling me what I want to hear. I KNOW you are! Do you really expect me to believe the god-empress couldn’t offer more?”
>You trace your fingers over the lips of her marehood proper, a finger occasionally brushing against the entrance.
>”Nuuuh!” She shudders and charges forward in some vain attempt to get away.
>You’re easily able to keep pace with her, your hand never once pulling away from her sex.
”You know what the god of chaos, and the big evil Tirek have done since they took over? They started food shipments!”
“They’ve had more empathy in the last two days than you had in your entire reign! And THAT’S why there’s only ONE way that I'll know I’ve gotten through to you!”
>”I can’t...they need me...to stay strong for them...” She squeezes her eyes shut, just a second too late to stop tears from running down her cheeks.
“I can’t think of too many who’d call this strong right now..”
>With that, you push a finger in between her lips.
>”Gaaahhhoout!” Her passage clamps around your finger, pushing against you as she shrieks, “Get out! Get out of me!”
>Sounds like there's no sparing Cadance from having to hear it this time.
>Pushing into her resisting sex, your knuckles slowly but surely vanish as they enter her.
>There’s no hymen stopping you this time.
>Looks like Celestia got a bit more action in her long, long life than her sister ever did.

>>27972141
>Her heroic charge slows as she stumbles, her voice cracking, “Get ooouuut…”
>In response, you slide back a knuckle and shove a second finger into her.
>”N’aaah!” She howls out, her voice drenched in tears, her legs shake, threatening to give out from under her, ”It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, your claws, stooop!”
“I don’t have claws, what are you...”
>Oh, wait.
>Your fingernails.
>Oops.
>You’re actually tempted to apologise for that one.
>But she stops you before you can really think about it, “You win! You win, I’ll d-I’ll do it!”
>You freeze your hand inside her and lean around to try and get a good look at her.
“Seriously?”
>Her waterfall of tears have cut twin paths through the grime covering her cheeks.
>”Nn-hnn,” she sobs out, nodding her head.
>Well...it’s about time.
>You eagerly wait as she works to get her breathing under control.
>...And wait some more.
>You beckon with your free hand.
“...Well…?”
>She takes a deep, shuddering breath and closes her eyes.
>”I need...some proof that you won’t touch my family anymore, first….”
>...It is tempting…
>This would be a fantastic chance to show her just what happens when you make deals with the people in this place…
>Plus, the look on her face, when she catches you having fun with Luna would be PRICELESS.
>But...you can’t.
>The whole point of this is to teach her that she’s just as powerless against you now, as she was in her cage.
>She REFUSED to give you any sort of deal, to give you any sort of wiggle room, when you were begging her to let you out.
>If you let her get away with that, while offering her a deal now that your positions have been reversed, you won’t look merciful.
>You’ll look pathetic.
>Weak.
>All she’ll learn is that she can get away with screwing with you, while offering nothing tangible.
>You pull your hand back and shove a third finger into her.

>>27972150
>”Y-ooww-ow-ow-oh!” She screams out, her sobbing beginning anew.
“You know, funny thing about that. I tried negotiating with you earlier today, and it got me about THIS far!”
>You slam your fingers into her pussy “Aahh-ohh! Stop, stop, stop, human, I said I would!”
>This time, rather than clamp down around your hand and try to force you out, her walls instantly relax...probably from you purposely dragging your fingernails against her this time.
>She...actually feels rather pleasant to play with, now.
>Just as dry as her sister was when you first started...but you know how to fix that.
>You start to work your fingers in her, much more gently this time, your pinky rubbing under her clit.
>She shudders as heavily as she had when you were simply threatening to penetrate her, “Nuuu-uh-huuuh...I said…I… ”
>Her moan of discomfort is a bit more tear filled than before.
“I know what you said, Celestia. I’m still waiting for you to actually say it. You didn’t do anything to make life easier for ME when you expected me to live by your ideals, so I'm not giving you special treatment.”
>She gasps out between her heavy sobs, her legs still just barely dragging herself along.
>You work her sex, wiggling your fingers inside her, trying to get her nice and wet.
>For a moment, it seems like she's given up begging you, concentrating instead on continuing her journey at a snail’s pace, leaving a path of tears.
>She doesn't even notice as she passes by the last turn off, to your supply room.
>The relative peace allows you to focus on her marehood, her passage slowly but surely getting nice and wet as you inflict pleasure on her.
>She jerks her head up, seemingly randomly.
>”Human! It's getting…I can't breathe! I’ll…I’ll come to bed with you, just please I need to see Luna first, I just need to look at her!”
>Looking up, you can see the noose is biting into her neck now.
>Just a little bit more…
>”She’s…my baby sister…”

>>27972163
>...If you keep engaging her, she’s just going to keep trying to negotiate.
>Now that she’s given up on trying to force you out, you could probably fit…
>For a third time now, you answer her by pulling your hand back and, this time, curl your thumb and pinkie inwards.
>”No!” Her sex squeezes around your fingers again, but it’s too late.
>You shove your entire hand inside her.
>Celestia howls out wordlessly-whether from the penetration or humiliation, you can’t tell-but her cries quickly dissolve into wordless sobbing.
>She’s finally understood that bit about negotiating.
>Now there’s just one more lesson for her to learn.
>You get to work on her sex, pumping your hand into her slick pussy, ”Nuuu-uhuuhhh!”
>Her legs drag against the ground, inching her forward.
>At first, she tries to push you out of her when you pull back...but a few sharp thrusts into her, your fingertips brushing against her cervix, each time provoking a shriek of pain, quickly put an end to that.
>As you start to pound away at her increasingly wet sex, you soon discover that, aside from her perpetual, stubborn march towards the back of your cave, it’s the last bit of resistance she had to offer.
>Without having to deal with her continued verbal posturing, you can actually start to enjoy this.
>Your worst enemy before you, sobbing, a sound you wanted to hear for so very, very long.
>...What you never quite fantasized about is the rest.
>Her increasingly wet pussy squeezing around your thrusting hand, winking and twitching involuntarily as the smell of her forced arousal surrounds you.
>Even though it’s quickly getting you ready to replace your hand with something else, you know this really isn’t the time for that.
>If you stick with just your hand, you can always claim later that Luna had it worse.
>For now...you have to keep this up until she gives.
>Which she will...you know she will.
>...

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>>27972052
Green ahoy laddies.

>>27972173
>Eventually, her sobbing begins to subside, making room for a high pitched mewl as her winking grows more and more frequent.
>”Nooo...you...ca...can’t…”
>She’s close.
>Celestia tenses up, her ears laid flat back as she grits her teeth, doing her best to fight it-to fight you.
>That’s not something you can allow.
>Her continued winking, those flashes of her clit give you an idea.
>Given how stable she’s been this whole time, it should be easy to…
>With a bump of your leg, you knock her off balance.
>”Gah!” She cries out as she goes down, with you taking great pains to move your arm with her, as she falls onto her side.
>”Wha-what are you…?” Her belly heaves as she struggles to breathe, her eyes wild as she thrashes against the ground.
>Reassuming your fisting, you can see just the tiiiiiiiniest bulge in her belly moving back and forth-your hand.
>With her trapped in this position, pinned by your arm inside her, it’s easy to line your mouth up juuust right...
>The next time she winks, you lick at her clit.
>”Nyaah!” She screams out, arching her back as the sudden jolt of pleasure overcomes what little resistance she has left.
>As her pussy ripples around your hand, you’re just barely able to get your head out of the way before her fluids leak out.
>Kneeling upright, you jerk your hand back.
>She curls up as you do, jutting her head forward...and the noose clamps down around her neck, “Grrk-!”
>”I-I..I ca-..n’t....” She gasps, her eyes bulging as her mouth works silently.
“What’s that Celestia? You’ll have to speak up.”
>You pull your marecum covered arm out of her as you await the moment of truth.
>”Help me…” a squeak arises as opposed to actual words, “Mas...ter…”
>...You win.
“Good jooob Celestia! Alright, hold still. It’s weird, but trust me, this will work.”
>Rushing around to the front of her, you kneel down, psyching yourself up.

>>27972181
>Without breaking out a knife and destroying your rope, this is going to hurt...but you can do this, she was a good girl, she called you master.
>With the hand on your broken arm, you grab ahold of the noose around her neck, clawing at her skin as you juuuust barely manage to wedge your fingers in under it.
>The rope bites even harder into her neck now, she pitifully reaches a foreleg up to try and do...something to stop you.
>The best she can do is bat her elbow against you.
>Your arm screams at you from a combination of that touch and the strain you’re putting on the broken bone, your whole side igniting in flame.
>Holding her by the rope, you bend down and forcibly kiss her, silencing any cry of pain forming in your throat.
>As your lips meet, you yank back on the knot with your fluid soaked hand.
>She gasps out, fresh air filling her lungs as you pull the noose to be roooughly as loose as it was when she first began her trek.
>Breaking off the kiss, you stand before her, watching her sides heave as she processes what just happened.
>...Hopefully that kiss was enough of a distraction to keep her addled mind from figuring out what you ACTUALLY did with the rope.
>It takes a moment, but her eyelids droop down as she bit by bit begins sobbing anew, the reality of what just happened, what she had just said hits her, overwhelming her abused mind.
>She shoves her head under her forelegs, doing her best to cover her face, “I’m sorry Luna...I’m sorry Cadance...I wasn’t strong enough…”
>You gingerly stroke over her filthy mane with your “bad” hand, easily slipping under her tied up forelegs.
“There there, Celestia. Shh-shh-shh, it’s ok, you did good. You did good.”
>As you uncover her eye, she instantly looks away, affixing her tear filled gaze firmly to the ground before your feet, before shifting one of her legs to block your view of her.

>>27972188
“The thing with your neck only going to come back if you start running around again, faster this time. And...you’re barely halfway there. Do you want my help yet?”
>She gives you the barest of nods, her voice reserved for crying.
>With a smile, you give her neck a ginger hug, ignoring her feeble attempt to pull away.
>You’d carry her yourself, but after the abuse you put yourself through today, you know it’s out of the question.
“Good girl. Alright, I’d carry you back if I had both arms, but since I don’t…”
>You put two marecum coated fingers in your mouth and whistle for the bug.
>...Ok, that doesn’t taste NEARLY as good as you had hoped.
>Fighting the urge to gag, you wait for your “companion” to arrive.
>In a few seconds, Hope’s hoofbeats echo through the halls of your home, moments before she comes into view, a panicked look on her face.
>D’aww, she thought Celestia was trying to kill you, didn’t she?
>As she nears you, you can see her stumble, her face twisting up into...what you think is a cringe?
>Riiight, she’s probably tasting Celestia’s anguish…
>From what you’ve been told, that one’s not pleasant.
>She clipclops to a halt in front of you, panting almost as hard as Celestia was moments ago, “You...you called, father?”
>She gives a half hearted wag of her tail at your name.
“Yep. Celestia’s finally decided to listen to me, so you’re going to carry her. Just like you did Cadance, now.”
>She looks between you and Celestia, her mouth agape as her ears sink down.
>But before you can give her one of the looks you like to give her, her horn ignites, surrounding Celestia in a green glow.
>She so caught up in her self pity as she’s deposited on Hope’s back, she doesn’t even notice when you silently guide Hope to turn around and head back the way you came.

>>27972199
>As the three of you work your way back down the cave, you stroke over Celestia’s long, filthy mane, soon spotting something out of the corner of your eye, staining your “carefully maintained” bare rock floor.
>No, not her marecum, you expected that.
>Instead, there’s twin trails of blood.
>Hope steals a glance at you as you lag behind a bit, to get a good look at Celestia’s legs.
>She split her knees wide open during her fight to get to her sister.
>You...you were so caught up in messing with her, you didn’t even notice.
>While you’re tempted to say something to her, you doubt it’d register with her.
>...And you’re too tired to think of something witty right now, anyway.
>Soon enough, the three of you reach your room.
“Sorry to crush your hope...Hope...but there’s no getting out of it. You’re being the pillow after all.”
>Her ears sink down, “But, but, you said-”
“I know what I said, put her on the bed for me, would you?”
>You jerk your thumb at her passenger.
>”Wha…? Where…?” the alicorn lifts her head as Hope’s green aura once more surrounds her.
>”You said y-you’d help me see-ee Lunaaaa!” Celestia wails out before Hope lifts her into the air.
“Noo. I told you earlier, Celestia. I’d help you to BED. And that’s what we’re doing. You’re not in any condition to see her right now.”
>The moment she’s set down on the bed, she curls up in a ball, the noose tightening as her crying begins anew.
>Just like old times…
>You rub her flank, as close to reassuringly as you can get, while still wiping her drying marecum off on her.
“Hey, hey. You’ll see her soon, ok? Once your neck’s doing better. Now, since you admitted you aren’t better than anyone else, let me do what I can to help you heal.”
>First thing’s first, you undo the rope from around her tail and loosen the noose until it hangs limp against the top of her giant, oversized necklace.

>>27972215
>You’d take it off entirely, but...just because you broke her doesn’t mean you can trust her yet.
>Next up, you loosen the bands holding her wings-not enough for her to free them, but enough so you won’t have to worry about her cutting circulation off in her sleep.
>She just concentrates on curling into a tighter ball the moment she can, muttering “I’m sorry,” to herself.
>Once your work’s completed, you point to the head of the bed.
“Alright, Hope? Lay down right here.”
>The bug wavers for juuuuust a moment before she does as you say, “Like this, father?”
>You didn’t have to give her a look this time, either!
>...She must know better than to ruin your feeling of victory.
“Juust like that. Good job Hope. Now, let’s get to bed you two.”
>Carefully, you pull one of your blankets over Celestia, tucking her in, before laying down with your head on Hope’s rear.
>It’s almost as squishy as Celestia’s...more muscly, like her mother’s in fact...
>Facing her, you gingerly stroke over Celestia’s mane with your good hand, her leash in your bad one as you wait for her to inevitably cry herself to sleep, your eyelids feeling heavy...very heavy…
>...
>You’re soon dragged back to consciousness by your rather sore and insistently dry throat.
>You drowned yourself today, and you’re still thirsty.
>Go figure.
>Cracking an eye open, you carefully untangle yourself from between Hope and Celestia, doing your best not to wake them.
>You get a minimal reaction from those two as you wiggle your way free of Celestia’s mane.
>...Still...better safe than sorry.
>Taking the end of Celestia’s leash, you lightly brush it over Hope’s nose.
>Her snout scrunches up, and she attempts to roll over.
>Stupid bug…
>Her mother could do this first try.
>You repeat the gentle boops with the end of that rope, causing Hope to squirm unconsciously, “Fi’ mor’ minu’s...”

>>27972220
>It takes more attempts than it should, but she finally opens her mouth and lazily bites down on the leash.
>Two little spots of green appear as she unconsciously injects the ‘prey’ with venom.
>Satisfied that now Celestia is secured, you stand up, your joints popping and protesting.
>If your body was filing formal complaints about your strenuous activity yesterday, it’s full on rioting tonight.
>These fucking ponies.
>They're driving you to drink.
>...Damn do you miss alcohol.
>Ignoring your sore joints, you stumble down the cave, not needing to open your eyes once to navigate every twist, turn, and bump.
>After all, you’ve basically spent a lifetime here.
>You only force them open once you hear the gentle rushing of your personal river.
>It’s THE reason you picked this place as your new home.
>The water’s crystal clear, tastes decent, and...wait.
>What the hell is that?
>There’s some blue blob at the bottom of YOUR stream.
>With your razor sharp, sleep honed reflexes, you awkwardly slap your hand in and bat at it in an expert attempt to grab the invader of your water source.
>You come up empty handed.
>In fact, by the time the water’s cleared, there’s no sign of whatever that thing was.
>Well...it doesn’t look like your stream is contaminated.
>Whatever that thing was, it didn’t try to viciously murder you, manipulate you, convince you to piss off a spider monster, or drag you back to its insane mother, so as far as you’re concerned, it’s now the closest thing you have to a friend in this place.
>Or you’re hallucinating again.
>...Probably that one.
>Sipping from the source of your latest hallucination, the cool water assuages your throat’s complaints.
>You’re soon interrupted by the distinctive clip-clop of hooves on stone.
>...Shit.

>>27972227
>Ok, Cadance or Luna escaping at this point is fairly unlikely…
>Hope probably followed you like the lost puppy she is.
>Standing up, you take a deep breath and look back.
“Hope, go back to…”
>The shadow-cloaked figure is too tall to be Hope-in fact, only one pony fits that profile.
>Celestia managed to get herself untied, and she’s looking for revenge.
>Ok, you can handle this, you have a potentially lethal weapon this time-the water.
“Turn around, and go back to bed. You already tried this, we both know how it ends.”
>”Master? What are you talking about?” comes a voice that sounds like it’s been run through a cheese grater.
>Your heart rockets into your throat.
>You KNOW that voice.
“N-Nymph...?”
>The figure steps forward, the light revealing a long, black horn, adorably curly hair...
>A shiny, blue thorax.
>It’s her.
>She looks exactly like you remember her. Not a single hole in her slender legs.
>Shit. Shit!
>Nymph smiles, revealing her pointed, dripping fangs, “I’ve missed you so much, master!”
>To emphasise the point, she wags her tail like a dog, lowering her head, just as you had taught her.
>You stumble backwards in response, your eyes darting around, looking for something-anything you can use to escape.
>You have no weapons, no clothing, your arm is broken, and she’s blocking the only exit.
>There needs...there has to be some way out of this!
>there always is!
“How…did you find me?”
>Her smile only grows wider, “We have a hive-mind, master. Didn’t you know? When you found our daughter, she led me right to you!”
>You knew you should have killed Hope when you found her!

>>27972235
>Falling back as she advances, you still haven’t found anything you could use to save yourself.
>Maybe she still remembers her conditioning?
>You snap your fingers and point at the ground.
“Sit, girl!”
>She leans backwards, seeming as though she’s going to obey your command, before she shakes her head, “I’m sorry master, but I can’t right now. I need to bring you home first! Then you can punish me all you want, I promise!”
“Don’t you dare Nymph, don’t you fucking da-”
>She pounces, her gossamer wings flapping, her mouth open impossibly wide.
>You throw your arms up in a desperate bid to protect your face.
“Gah!”
>She crashes into your broken arm, the splint snapping as you go down, agony engulfing you.
>It’s almost enough to mask the twin stabs of her fangs.
>You thrash on the ground, trying to get out from under her as a numbness spreads through you, taking away both your pain and your ability to move.
>Still, you force your increasingly sluggish limbs to respond, getting at least one good punch in against the bug.
>Nymph simply giggles and kisses your forehead as her poison takes over.
>”There’ll be time for that later, master! Ooohh, I’ve waited so long to see you again! I even saved a batch of eggs for you!”
>...What?
>No, noooo, no, no!
>Not again!
>Your limbs refuse to obey you as she stands, revealing her fully prepared ovipositor.
>Green slime drips on you as she lines up, “Just think master! You’ll get to be a father again...our children's’ host forever and ever!”
>She plunges it into you.

>>27972243
>>”There’ll be time for that later, master! Ooohh, I’ve waited so long to see you again! I even saved a batch of eggs for you!”
>>...What?
>>No, noooo, no, no!
>>Not again!
>>Your limbs refuse to obey you as she stands, revealing her fully prepared ovipositor.

>ovipositor
>ovipositor
>fucking ovipositor

This just became uncomfortable.

>>27972243
>Your eyes snap open to reveal your bedroom, and the two slumbering forms against you.
>You...you can feel your limbs!
>Scrambling, you extract yourself from Hope and Celestia, your heart pounding as you pat over yourself.
>No eggs, no bite marks…
>It was a dream!
>Just a dream...just a really, really bad dream…of her...
>You look over the two on your bed as you struggle to get control of your breathing.
>...Oh.
>Well no wonder you dreamt of...that.
>Hope IS a changeling, with all the associated scents and feelings…and Celestia’s the same size Nymph was.
>Of course you’d dream of her.
>Looks like...no cuddles or comfy bed for you tonight.
>That’s...that’s fine.
>Stumbling away, you lay down in the entranceway once you’ve calmed down, using the wall as your pillow.
>You need to get SOME sleep…
>After the day you’ve had today, you doubt you’d be able to function without a good night’s rest.
>...
>A forked tongue licks your ear, “Love you master!”
>Aaand you’re up!
>Leaping to your feet, you stretch, your heart pounding again.
>You don’t need sleep!
>What was that old phrase?
>You’ll sleep when you’re dead, right, and you died earlier, which means you had a nap, you’re good…
>Just…
>You need to find something to do.

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Heeey, look at that, Nymph FINALLY made her first appearance!

So, real talk time, guys. I’m sure you’ve noticed the increasingly long delays between green from me. To make a long, long story short, real life is absolute hell for me in the summer. 80 hour work weeks, no time to write, blah blah blah, every excuse in the book. I’m trying my best to keep from pulling a Nameless on you guys, but...I can’t promise getting faster anytime soon.

So...No impending crisis, no one leaping down your throats...what next?

>>27972314
You are the sole reason I continue to come to this thread. I hope you're pleased with yourself.

>>27972492
Dickride harder, Anon, jesus.

>>27972282
Holy shit what kind of glory have I stumbled onto tonight

Link to luna and cadence sexy times?

Also I wanna read the full story now but Im horny as fuck right now after that celestia blue balling

>>27972553
Cadance has not been >sexualed yet. Last I checked, the plan with her is that she's not to be touched until she offers it willingly (probably through blackmail.)

Luna's starts around line 2339 in the pastebin.

>>27972282
hug bug horse
punch moon ponut
lick candy horse
draw mustache on rainbow horse
pat self on back for a job well done.

>>27972743
We need sexy times with celestia
All 3 must receive the D whether willingly or via coercion

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>>27972163
When she said
>I’ll…I’ll come to bed with you, just please I need to see Luna first, I just need to look at her!”

Was that her just saying she'l stop being a bitch and stfu and come lay down or was she saying sex time

What line is it when he gives luna a slap on the ass and basically says get going?

really gets me going lol

>>27972314
We really should do something with Luna. Last I remember we left her with no senses after being raped a day or two ago. We probably want to keep her sane. Let's get her opinion on the escape attempt that she wasn't included in. Like usual.

What's the last time Luna even had anything to eat or drink?
I know we're making them suffer but we dont want them to starve or die of thirst. Go and visit Luna, maybe she'll be more co-operative now.
if there's time, visit candy horse later and see if it's sinked in just how badly she fucked up yet.

What are good ways to use a collar and posibly anklets in an erotic way without degradation?
That is not turning them into a pet or just yanking back as you call them suka?

>>27974477
While starving or dying from thirst isn't a big deal really it's a good reason to get her out of her binds. Before we take off her stuff we should firmly stroke her neck. She's likely to initially panic due to the sensory deprivation, but then quickly try to push into it. After she's completely accepting of our touch we can take her stuff off and talk to her about recent events.

Is this really the first green of Celestia being molested / raped? I think it is...

And now I want more, much more

>>27974866
Nah, shove her in a comfy chair and slideshow her.
Powerpoint poisoning and feeling like she is being made to buy a timeshare wrapped in one.

>>27974866
dying of thirst and hunger still means anthropy for your muscles though, we dont want them so weak they cant even stand.

>>27974477
I'm not sure she can really die for lack of food or water. She'd probably get to the point where she ought to be dying of thirst, and then just hang there on the edge of death sustained by Tartarus' magic.

...which come to think of it, might be an even more terrifying revelation to her: Just like being trapped on the moon, not even death is an escape from this.

>>27974759
>Use a collar and possibly anklets in an erotic way without degredation
Going to go on a tangent here, but in BDSM culture a collar can be used as a symbol of selection - of saying "you're worthy enough to be taken on as my personal, chosen slave and not just used when I want some pleasure". Alternatively, you can also go with the collar being something the sub/slave chooses as a show of their own dedication. And, of course, there's always the possibility of mixing up a collar and jewelry attached to it.

>Anklets
Much, much easier. Just go with the good old jewelry option. Since we want to be erotic, why not run the jewelry up to something else - for instance, from her hindlegs up to her teats or a toy fitted within her? Even if others can't exactly see where they go (covered by other clothing or tail, etc) it still hints at exactly what is going on beneath there. Alternatively, go with something connected to horse tack - maybe something that could actually be bondage or hobbling if it were tighter, but has enough slack to still let her move freely.

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>>27975003
The story Submission is Mandatory (link in the OP) has a proper >rape of Celestia in it. I know the Bluebirdfag did a oneshot with Celly, but I don't think that was ever binned. On top of that, there's also Richfag Anon: http://pastebin.com/WvgbsE8R and Celestia's Very Bad No Good Gang Bang: http://pastebin.com/20aPrGmF

But there's never enough Celestia smut. You're always welcome to write your own Cellybeans >rape!

>>27975110
This may be sacrilege but i've always found the original sim story to be poorly written and the characters very ooc which ruins the whole thing for me.

There simply isn't enough in character content is what I should have said.

>>27972314
Holy shit that was a big update. There was like 2 spots where I was sure it was gonna end, but then it just kinda kept going.

Wouldn't worry about the delay.. take your time, don't burn out, etc.

Hope to give this a proper review at some point, but basically loved it. You're lewd gets better every time, and I love the direction the Anon character is taking (that is, his unstable side is really coming through well). Also I loved the dream sequence with Nymph, especially because she was acting as he remembers things, which was a really nice touch and a good way to break it to us that this was probably a dream.

>>27975152
I loved the story, but yeah, the main 6 were kinda thin character wise and broke way too quickly and too completely.. that said I really miss his NMM and Anon dynamic. I mean I like the more waifu-y Escapade stuff as much as anyone, but the more unhinged NMM and more fearful Anon really did it for me.

>>27975097
So the idea would be perhaps more on the setup of it, like letting them go amongst shelves and bins assembling a costume as it were.
The focus being on how to look enticing and appealing, while being functional, such as some springs on the clasps so she can catch herself falling instead of needing constant attention or having to walk differently?

Or would it be more on tasteful accents, like leather pants with an opening the tail almost covers, and some restraints trailing behind her?
Not enough to get in the way, but clear she wouldn't mind if somebody tied her to a bed?

>>27975152
I liked it not so much for the character interaction as much as I liked it for the power play. The 2 parties trying to remain in control and the use of blame and guilt to persuade them to do shit. Sure, the characters stopped resisting a bit fast and what have you, but it was a neat read.

>>27975152
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>>27975376
While I agree with most of the mane 6, I always felt like Nameless was one of the very, very few writers who was able to capture Pinkie Pie perfectly. Aside from the whole slavery thing, she always felt and acted exactly like how I would expect her to...and half the time even the show staff can't pull that one off.

>>27975025
From the descriptions so far it sounds like Tartarus resets you slowly when you die. I also didn't mean to suggest we not feed and water her, only that it's not a massive concern.

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>>27975152
Not sacrilege, just your opinion. I enjoyed the story as well, but I think MN tried to expand the story too much and that led to the story's end, in the sense that he just stopped. Could be wrong and if so someone will correct me.

If you really want to be sacrilegious, you would suggest the following:

Stop using MN'S world for your stories and make new settings for your stories.

watch this get

>>27975692
>Stop using MN'S world for your stories and make new settings for your stories.
I seriously don't get why this keeps coming because this basically happened forever ago, and the few stories that were directly tied to SiM's world have long since diverged to the point of barely being recognizable.

>>27975692
There's only two authors left who use his universe at this point, Hawkeye and Escapade. And of those two, Hawkeye's story only has a passing mention that it's the SiMverse.

>>27972282

Well, how about that.

First off, let me say that the section with Celestia was well-done. Excellent use of her reoccurring fear around being strangled again. While we haven't had the time to go all the way with her, I think we've made our point and confirmed that Celestia's weakness is and will always be caring for her family.

Right now we have three things to take care of. Two are necessary, but one is a bit of a fun reward for us. First, we need to talk to Hope at some point and make sure she doesn't actually have a hivemind thing going. Shouldn't be too hard, maybe we can show her a little kindness as a reward for playing her part so well.

Second, we need to go talk to Cadance; no doubt she heard our fun with Celestia last night and we need to explain ourselves. This will be a lot trickier, but if she's really worked up about it we can try to spin the angle that she wasn't around to keep us in check, so of course we flew off the handle - she needs to stay by our side for her own auntie's sake, and that means being obedient.

Third, of course, we need to have a bit more fun with Celestia. I don't think we've entirely broken her in, so it'll be interesting to play around with her; personally, I wouldn't say don't full on rape her just yet but don't shy away from molesting her again. We need to save giving her the dick for something special - maybe until after we've thoroughly got Cadance on our side too.

Now, we can do these in any order. Personally, I'd say blow off some steam with Celly first. But, we should also keep in mind that the clock for finding Twilight is still ticking.

What are the thoughts on selective chemical paralysis to make a pony terrified by removing control or feeling from a limb?
Like every time they disobey, a limb goes numb, then they lose their limb privlege and are very quickly at your mercy.

>>27977110
I wonder if Discord or Tirek can peruse the memories of a mind that is open to them. Especially since Hope already has the ability to reach out already. If they can then they can just use the memories and search out the locations themselves.

Of course there would need to be the caveat that she's our bug so they'd better not hurt her.

>>27977110
worst case scenario; we go with Hope to the hive and have Nymph reach into their memories, it might spell horrible suffering but if it means getting out of Tatarus it'll be worth it.

>>27977112
Hot, especially if you promise far worse than aggressive cuddle snugles on them, like making them cum when they can't feel it, or better putting them on the edge and their hoof so close.

>>27975374
>he focus being on how to look enticing and appealing, while being functional, such as some springs on the clasps so she can catch herself falling instead of needing constant attention or having to walk differently?

To be honest, with a bit of training, a pony could probably learn to walk with chain-bearing anklets (as long as there was a little slack in the chain, so as not to hobble her entirely).

I was thinking not so much leather 'pants', but something akin to a cross between a dancer's outfit and a bondage getup - elegant and enticing enough to make it clear she was not actually in serious restraint, but still very clear that she is a slave/pet/etc

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Come to think of it, Nymph doesn't actually seem that threatening. I mean, we've basically trained her to be utterly obedient, what's stopping us from just hijacking the hive as RIGHTFUL KING?

>>27979945
Her ovipositor.

>>27979322
Well the idea for the springs was that it would make the chain look always taut, as though she was hobbled at all time, but in reality it gives her a full freedom of movement.
Since the idea was more like how to make a BDSM Playboy Bunny than to have them actually running around in real fetish gear.

But yeah that's the idea.

Now I still have no idea how to put it to words.

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My only regret is dumping this so soon after we just had another major green.

Previous pastebin: http://pastebin.com/cSF4CfYX

"Cutting off the main engines... now."
> With a dying hiss the thrusters cut off, acceleration releasing its grip and freeing you from being pressed against the seat.
> Beside you, Dash releases her own deathgrip on her flight couch as she forces herself to relax.
> A better reaction that her first experience with zero-G.
"You alright over there, Dash?"
> "I'm... yeah."
> Reaching over, you put a gentle hand on her wing and squeeze reassuringly.
> Her muscles are still rigid beneath your fingers.
"It's okay, Dash."
> "I know. I'm cool, I promise."
> Drawing back your hand with a smile, you instead point up to the main viewscreen.
> The planet filled most of it, hanging above you like a giant darkened shield - barely lit by the scattered glow of Equestria's largest cities.
"We'll be making rendezvous in a little over an hour."
> "Uh-huh."
> Her attention isn't really with you, though.
> Instead - as planned - Dash's focus has been diverted to the planet hanging above.
> Following her eyes - you find her fixated on one of the points of light glimmering out from it.
> An ember on a lone mountain, surrounded by weaker sparks.
> Canterlot.
> "Master?"
"Hmm?"
> "D'you think - could I -"
> She hesitates, and you remain quiet - waiting for her to complete her thought.
> "If I talked to Princess Celestia, d'you think I could - would she understand? That fighting you isn't the best way to do it?"
"Do what?"
> "Well - like -"
> Dash hesitates, then slowly closes her mouth.
> A small smile touches you lips; she is finally beginning to understand.
"It's easy to say, Dash. Trust me, I understand that. But I think more than anything else, Celestia believes that she has to be in control of everything to assure your safety. To assure all ponies' safety."
> "She never controlled-"
"Think before you say that, Dash."