Slave Pony Thread #47

Come one, come all! Welcome to the first ever YOTR! Please vote below in the predictions poll!

http://www.strawpoll.me/10889492/

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I want to tease him and make him roll over for treats

>>28046894
>master's little faggot secretly loves the teasing and being treated like a pet

>all these idiots betting on Changelings
Contestant 3 or bust.

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>>28018860

When?
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Reminder that homosex is a bad fetish on par with feet, vore, and obesity.

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>>28047157

>>28046894
What kind of treats would master's little faggot like, sugarcubes?

>>28047240
Bad Weebshy, into the silly horse box.

>>28047157
Oh good, my diapered slave fetish is superior then.

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>>28047308
No, your so shit that you don't deserve to be mentioned.

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>>28047308
Well, at least you're not the live vivisection guy from the end of the last thread, I guess.

>>28047157
Hooves as bad as feet? Hard or soft vore? Bullemia equal to or better than obesity?

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>>28047335
Dead vivisection would be far more impressive due to the impossibility of it.
Unless...

>>28046894
How did this pony become the thread faggot anyway?

>>28047449
He back talked to master in a squeaky effeminate voice.

>>28047449
forced

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>>28047095
EXCUSE ME?

>>28047583
W H E N ?

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>>28047602
Eventually

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>>28047335

>>28047608
MOAR!

what's with the OP image?

>>28047645
It's a competition between multiple Twilight Sparkles ridden by Anons in medieval armor to reach the finish line ahead of the other Twilight Sparkles.

>>28047672
this only raises further questions

>>28047678
What questions? I see nothing questionable here.

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>>28047700
Why can't Scootaloo compete?

>>28047678
Basically, people have been requesting/drawing knight anon riding twilight for whatever reason, and now there are 5 individual images, which some guy compiled into a race.

>>28047745
Chickens are deadly to knights.

>>28047745
She's not old enough to have her spine broken.

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>>28047779
>>28047829

>>28046748
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fGjj9wfzJdM

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>>28046748

Would you consider buying your child a pony if this were mentally deficient?

>>28047745
>http://www.strawpoll.me/10889492/

Please add to the contestant number six on the ballot.

And in the image


I have a good feeling with this little champion

>>28048273
Scootaloo can't compete in the Twily races. That's dumb.

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>>28048241
I don't have anything against mentally deficient ponies.
They are kinda endearing, really.

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>>28048316
Oh really?

>>28048326
>"Oh, Rainbomination..."

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>>28046748

> "Are you sure, sir? I mean, she did-"
"Yes, I'll be quite alright."
> "If you insist, sir."
> The cell door slides aside with a grinding screech, allowing you an unrestricted view of the pony shackled within.
> Her head rises slowly, mane hanging in long pink curtains to either side of her head.
> Eyes locking on to you with a fearsome focus to them.
> If not for the bit lodged firmly between her jaws, you suspect she'd already have slung some insult or quip at you.
> Irregardless.
> Pulling over a stool, you settle down on it and rest your elbows on your thighs, meeting her eyes easily.
> The alicorn's hooves had been hoisted above her head, leaving her body stretched unnaturally under her own weight.
> At least whoever had shackled her up like that had allowed her hindlegs to touch the floor, sparing her the agony of being suspended on her shoulders.
> If the former princess cared about the indignity of the exposed position, she didn't show it.
> A droplet of saliva runs from the edge of the bit, falling to the floor.
> Her tail hangs limply, forming a multihued pool between her hind hooves.
"Hello, Cadance."
> No reaction.
"Well..."
> Sighing, you drop your head and rub both palms into your forehead.
"I suppose you're rather proud of yourself, Cadance. We're still doing roll call, but I'm thinking you must've moved out a hundred, a hundred and fifty at least?"
> Giving neither assent nor denial of your estimation, she instead remains still and focused on you.
> Her wings give the slightest twitch, but you imagine that has more to do with the leather binders uncomfortably fastened around them.
> Another droplet of drool stains the floor beneath her.
"A hundred ponies, snuck out in the middle of the night. God, I don't even know where you think they're all going to go, but you must've had a plan for that."
> Straightening up on the stool, you wave a hand expressively.

>>28048440

"I admit, it was well-organized and well-done; I doubt I will see most of them again. A magnificent plan - except, of course, for six things."
> Ticking off on your fingers, you speak with a growing smile.
"Stardust, Lyra, Cheerilee, Derpy, Rumble, and Bon B-"
> "Hrmgh!"
> Cadance surges in her chains, jerking forward at you.
"Oh, yes - I got your ringleaders. It was stupid of you to have them stay behind when the others left. Stupid of you to stay, too."
> "Nmmrrmf!"
"I don't honestly know why they'd stay. I think they would understand that as the ones responsible, they'd be held accountable for it."
> Again Cadance jerks harshly, desperate cries erupting from her throat.
> Now it is you who goes silent, letting her work herself out as she writhes desperately.
> Tears creep from her eyes, staining her pink-furred cheeks as she realizes the futility of what she is doing.
> Reaching out, you slip a hand beneath her chin and brush each cheek clean before speaking softly:
"What I want to know above all else is, why. I spent a small fortune acquiring you, Cadance - put you in charge of all the others because I thought it would be better for them and you alike."
> With your hand on her jawline you can feel the subtle tremble in her muscles.
> Whether because of the burning pain she'd undoubtedly inflicted on her shoulders with that struggling or the emotions churning within her, you aren't sure.
"I really, really thought it would be for the better, Cadance. You could be a leader again, actually representing your ponies and looking after them; they could have an alicorn to look up to again. I thought..."
> Dropping your hand, you shake your head.
"I thought it'd make everything go more smoothly. Make everyone happier. Instead, I wake up and find out you've masterminded running off a tenth of my entire stock..."
> Reaching up, you unbuckle the bit and allow it to fall from her muzzle.
"So honestly, Cadance, tell me: Why?"

>>28048456

> Her voice, when she answers after a long silence, is low and agonized.
> "I'm not a real leader here. I'm an enforcer. A tool for you. And we - we're still slaves. You think we can ever lose sight of that? Forget that there's a fence around this 'town', that our doors are locked at night from the outside?"
> Again her head snaps up, meeting your eyes with a burning intensity.
> "You didn't purchase me because you want them to be happy. You want them pacified, and you want me to do it for you. But you know what? I can't do that. In Equestria or here, it's my duty to look after their true needs."
"And instead you send over a hundred ponies out into a world that doesn't see them as individuals, looking for what - a place they won't be found? A town they'll build themselves?"
> "Looking for hope. Looking for someplace where tomorrow doesn't mean working for things they will never see any benefit from. Looking-"
> She is cut off by your slap, head snapping aside and chains rattling as she is set swinging by your blow.
"No hope?! No benefit?! For fucks' sake, Cadance - I gave you a whole damn town to live as you like! Somewhere else you could've been locked in cages, cutie marks branded over, raped by your owners - I give you the best you're going to get!"
> "But we are still slaves!"
> He voice is rising now too.
> "Every day, we face the same hopelessness as anywhere else. Every day, Cheerilee has to lie to the foals, teaching them about how much 'better' things are now than in Equestria. Every day, Stardust has to use his magic to heal ponies so they can get back to working for you. Every day, Rumble has to stand guard and make sure nobody takes an extra loaf of bread home!"
> Tears are running again, her wings twitching in their binders and tail flicking wildly.
> She is somehow managing to stand up in her chains now, trying to seem imposing.
> It'd work better if she wasn't barely as tall reared up as you are sitting down.

>>28048466

> "I know it could be worse. But don't you for a second dare pretend that you're somehow actually good to us. You don't hurt us because we make you a profit, nothing more!"
"That profit lets me give you these freedoms, Cadance! Hell - I don't know what I'm going to do now that I have to budget in replacing all that labor you just snuck out!"
> "...that would be your first concern."
"Yes, it would!"
> Slumping back down again, you sigh.
> Across from you, Cadance does the same.
"This stunt has cut a huge hole in everything I've built here... and someone has to be held responsible."
> Catching your tone, her ears fall back again.
> "...Anonymous, please. You have to understand - we only want hope. You shouldn't hurt them-"
"And what lesson does that teach? 'Feel free to run the fuck away, there won't be any repercussons'?"
> Shaking your head, you hiss softly.
"I don't like it either, Cadance. They're good ponies, all six of them. But they also had key roles in running and planning this whole escape, that much is clear. And I can't let this just slip away."
> "...then punish me."
> Her head falls - indeed, the alicorn's entire body seems to droop in her bindings, as if some energy finally fled from her.
> "I am their leader, and I am an alicorn. I can take it. Whatever you were going to do, inflict it on me instead."
"You'll have your own punishment. But they have to be held responsible for what they did."
> "No! They look up to me, all of them! They won't act if they know it will land on me!"
> Raising her head at last, Cadance lowers her voice to a whisper:
> "Please, Anonymous. I'm going to beg you, shamelessly: Punish me in their place."

>>28048472

Alright, /spg/, what do you do here?
> Punishing Cadance alone will badly injure one they look up to and risk teaching that they can get away with rebellion, but give you leverage on her for granting her request.
> Punishing the ringleaders equally will teach that each pony is responsible for their own choices, but many of them are beloved to the rest of your slave population.
> Punishing all of them lightly prevents anyone from being singled out, but risks angering them and fomenting further rebellion.
> Punishing no one makes you look merciful, but any determined to rebel will be encouraged to go further.

>>28048490
Kill cadance publicly, have the others beated, but not killed. The mares can be forcefully bred to start getting the slave numbers up again.

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>>28047745
>Ye Olde Twile Races
>Twile
No non-Twile allowed.

>>28048273
Read above.

Also I can't add new options to existing strawpolls.

>>28048440
>>28048456
>>28048466
>>28048472

I hope this does not relate to the story of the good Anon that left the ponies create your own city and their own businesses and lives in their property until the day of his death

>>28048490
>> Punishing Cadance alone will badly injure one they look up to and risk teaching that they can get away with rebellion, but give you leverage on her for granting her request.

>>28048490
The best way to demonstrate the authority here would make a public execution, making Candance have to watch them die powerless to show who has the real power to the rest of the pack, that way punish the guilty and destroy any seed of hope among them

>>28048490
>Writing relativly happy scene
>Come into scene to read this

Fuck, my heart.

Punish them all equally. Ponies need to learn the consequences.

Either that or go full heartless route and do >>28048564

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>>28048505
>>28048564

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>>28048564
Wow. Its almost like you suck at making a profit.
>>28048559
this.

>>28048572
>>28048593

> The day of punishment, all ponies are forced to congregate in the center of the property
> The master and his men appear carrying in a cart to the conspiracy of the leak, all gagged and with helmets subjects.
> Candance is brought to the end, being placed behind the other, being seen by all ponies
"These mares have betrayed my trust and this community with their dirty plot, and what is worse, have jeopardized the bases on which are seated our society!"

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>>28048699
Oh fuck, he's actually gonna do it!

The absolute madman!

>>28048490
Do what Sargent Hartman did in Full Metal Jacket, punish everyone but the ones responsible, and make it clear that the ones not being punished are responsible, then turn a blind eye when mob justice eventually plays out.

>>28048762
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5NP8y63Ms4o

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TCNqKrX1sx8

>>28048718
i am not the Anon of the original historie, only other anon with the "version" from punishment

>>28048699
"They believed that to" liberate "those ponies were giving me the opportunity of a better life, with freedom and happiness, but they are wrong!"

"Outside, the hope of an outlaw and fugitive pony is five times shorter than the one in service"

> The ponies begin to mutter slightly

"By law, anyone can capture to claim a reward to its rightful owner, or keep it and use it the way you see fit, and you know what they do to the ponies fugitives in this state?"

> The murmurs become more intense, while the ponies waiting expectantly next words of human
> The murmurs become more intense, while the ponies waiting expectantly next words of human

>>28048762
With this you could turn most of the anger at unfair punishments unto the problem ponies, while using any guilt they feel for revenge taken to bind them as a group.

>>28048787
"If they're lucky, end their brief lives working to death and if they are mares being forced to mate to sell their offspring to the highest bidder until they are no longer useful and then will be sold to a brothel or a butcher, but will be used as target shooting or sold to any degenerated you can do with them what the law does not allow you to do with a human! "

> The ponies start talking with horror and concern, thinking of those who fled his friends, while Candance and the others listen in silence the words of human

"And that's not all! The Fugitive pony once recaptured should be" marked "

> That said, assistants approach the podium carrying in his hands a metal bucket holding a pair of irons ablaze

> When looking at the burning sticks, the manes start desperately struggling with a look of terror marked their faces

>>28048490
Tie them up and humiliate them in front of the other ponies by forcing them to drink my piss.

>>28048853
Spell check might be helpful.

>>28048861
get the fuck out.

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>>28048865
Thanks for you comment, the english not my languaje

>>28048853
> The human takes one of the smoldering irons, the tip is imprinted with the letter "F", then approached the first of the mares, who struggles desperately and in vain to break free and escape beyond any persecution, but is controlled by assistants, the master look in the eyes of the princess, seeing in them the appeal and anger that never ever thought he would find in his heart, the man also looks briefly before whispering a few words:

"You did not give me another option"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNG_9YNHelE

>>28047608
This always goes to fast for me, what does the text say when he's pouring the drink?

>>28048490
Extensive tourture for the ringleaders. Then, give them an ultimatum. Choose one of their own that they all must beat to death, and ensure the safety of the town, or be burnt at the stake, along with an addition 10-20 ponies.

>>28048955
we run a compound not a cult dumbass.

>>28048971
No wait, this is an important question, what DO we do?

Do we sell the ponies to other people, are we a holding service, or do we sell something they produce?

>>28048989
Uhhh....I don't know.

>>28048932

>>28048564
At the end decide to change my opinion regarding the punishment of execution to mark one of the flanks of the mares against the other ponies and Candance present, that way the human shows mercy and authority, as well as tear down the illusion of ponies they had princess and any power they believed she had on humans and their decisions, the punishment for Candance was looking, looking like the others were marked in their cutie mark powerless to do anything about it, she did not do anything, because it was not necessary, known unable to protect them is punishment enough for her, and for the rest of the ponies, the words and deeds of his master let them clear about one thing; he has the power.

>>28048490
>Alright, /spg/, what do you do here?

Forced to eat meat!

>>28048971
And in that compund, the fear of death by fire will ensure obidience. It will show them that they have no control, and that no one is safe if they act up. Would also be good to make some pony kapos.

>>28049053
So your just hungry then? Go eat a snickers, you make dumb choices when your hungry. It happens to everyone.

We don't usually kill or torture our slaves here, you want SiM.

>>28048440
>Irregardless

Sorry, senpai. Time to go back to school.
>>28044279

I need more Shiny green. We need to cuddle and rehabilitate him until he wants to be master's little faggot. Make him love us so much he completely forgets his life of abuse and neglect.

spitfire when

>>28049185
I want to slap him across the muzzle and tell him I'll never love him because he's a stallion, and that I'm selling him as soon as he reaches a healthy weight.

>>28049282
I would probably guess in a few days since we got an update very recently.

>>28049296
Can someone please explain to me the completely irrational hate of stallions in this thread?

>>28049313
Not enough femanons.

>>28049394
But why do people like to act like a poor slave stallion like shiny doesn't deserve to be rescued or shown the slightest hint of kindness or affection? You can be kind to another male without being gay.

>>28049313
>>28049423
It's just one or two autists shitting up the thread.

>>28049427
This. Pretty sure most of us would rescue and rehabilitate a broken stallion.

>>28049423
>>28049427
>>28049477
yeah no one really cares.

>>28049477
Yeah, a stallion pone is still a pone.

Stallion slaves don't deserve love. They deserve brutal whipping and slow starvation.

>>28049423
There was one autist that really, really hated anything gay, and now I'm sure at least half of it is ironic, with said autist being the other half.

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>>28049527
Anon pls

>>28047265
A nice cookie fresh from the oven all warm and gooey

>>28047265
Cock.

>>28049604
He has to take it from your mouth though, giving master a warm melted chocolate chip smooch in the process.

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>>28047157

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>>28048815
>>28048762
This. I also like this as a sub because it provides lenience to cadence but an unassailable statement. If you think you are so right, then perhaps convince the ponies who are furious at you. See if they really agree that she's looking after their true needs.

>>28049630
u-unf

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>>28049997

>>28047240
>>28047308
>>28047340

>>28050439
Around here "trying to stop it" is known as "taking the bait"

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>>28050459
>DAMN IT YOU TOOK IT TOO

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>No story about Putin and his cute pony slave.

>>28047745
>>28048514
This is it! The one I was looking for. Thanks for posting Anon. I lost all my art arojnd the time I made this and was looking for it.

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Save the filly, give her a chance at life.

>>28049630
Oh my

>>28052215
>>28049630
>bake him two whole trays of cookies for being a good boy
>tell him he can have as many as he wants as long as he abides by the rule
>watch him shutter as he downs the last warm cookie

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So it turns out sprinkling certain words now causes a spam notice.
Remeber when we could freely post?

>>28046894
>>28052469

>you will never have gooey cookie kisses with master's little faggot
>you will never spoon him and rub his tummy when he starts to feel all sicky from eating too many cookies

>>28052560
What are you saying faggot, if you say faggot more than once it thinks you're spamming?

>>28052786
something in there, let's see thread faggot

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>>28052560
This is probably what triggered it

>>28052820
yep.

Now, why is that spam?

>>28052856
Probably thinks you're trying to link to another "chan" site.

>>28048989
You sell things they produce.

>>28048505
>Edge: The Edgening
Anon, we're SlavePonyGeneral, not SnuffPonyGeneral. I'm going to loosely take this as a vote for 'punish the ringleaders'.

>>28048564
The fuck is with you people wanting to kill ponies all of a sudden? Anyhow, counting this as another vote for 'punish the ringleaders'.

>>28048538
Hell no. That was cute and feels and should be left as it was.

Anyway, hope that clears some shit up: You will not be killing ponies, because that is retarded from both an in-story and writing perspective. You rely on them being able to work, however.

>>28053055
This shit is what happens when you let random faggots make a vote here. We have just as many shitposters visiting then Fingerbang.

>>28053055
>The fuck is with you people wanting to kill ponies all of a sudden? Anyhow, counting this as another vote for 'punish the ringleaders'.

see>>28049014


Also, consider the things of refugees ponies, really you think it will survive? They are in unfamiliar territory surrounded by predators besides humans there are wolves, bears, wild dogs, pumas and other creatures that see it as a food source, assuming they fled bringing food and water as you think it will last? If the property is in a rural area away from urban centers will be difficult to find refuge beyond the forest or some abandoned buildings, could live on grass, but because before they need to increase their diet to improve their chances of survival, to unless there is clandestine support centers or supporters by the area these ponies will be lucky if they do not end up being trophies of madmens armed or psyco perverts

>>28046894
>>28047065
>>28049630
>>28052560
>>28052777

>Countering anti-gay shitposting with gay shitposting

I don't know which is worse at this point, but it's all terrible.

>>28052777
>>28052777
>incorporate a small amount of aphrodisiac into the cookie batter
>after all the gooey chocolate chip smooches you play the waiting game
>just as you lay down in your room you start to hear him whine
"Come here good boy, what's wrong?"
>no response
"Come on good boy! Whosa good boy?"
>you can hear him slowly approach with an air of caution, just stopping shy of the threshold of your bedroom door
>he peaks his head around, a vivid blush enveloping him
"Come on! Come cuddle with master, come tell me what's wrong"
>he flops his ears down and averts his gaze, finding a profound interest in the floor
"Come on good boy! If you come tell me what's wrong I'll give you the last treat!"
>you wave a gooey cookie you saved from earlier
>he mumbles something to himself
"Come on, come tell master"
>he shifts a bit before coming in
>he's half hung, his cute little horsecock peaking out from his sheath swaying as he walks
>he stands next to your bed, still fascinated by the floor
"There's a good boy! Gooood boy! come on come get your treat!"
>you stick the warm cookie in your mouth and pat your chest
>he moans a little, his emotions tormenting him
>you wait for a few seconds before patting your chest again
>this time he obeys and climbs up on your bed
>laying down on top of you, you can feel his feverishly warm cock press against your belly
>his weight keeps you pinned a bit as you drag him into a hug
>with a bit of encouragement you get him to give you another gooey chocolate chip smooch, leaving a bit of saliva behind
>you pat his back and scratch up and down the nape of his neck gingerly as he chews
>he lets out a small pant of frustration as he swallows, feeling your hand up along his body
>you pull him in close and passionatly meet his lips, making sure to poke and prod him with your tongue in a swirl of lust
>he moans into the kiss, shivering as you both explore each other
>his cock lets out a small bit of pre as it hardens against your belly

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>>28053295
Get out.

>>28053295
no

>>28053295
>he moans louder this time, slowly starting to grind against you and buck his hips
>after a minute or so his kisses become increasingly passionate, his tongue worming against yours with feverish ambition
>you come up for air and release his lips, panting along with him
>you lean foward and whisper in his ear
"Who's masters little faggot?"
>"I-I am"

>>28053320
>>28053322
You two asked for this by being easily triggered faggots on a chan board.

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Perhaps I should continue the green with El Presidente.

It might make for a good chuckle or two

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>>28053651
You should!

>>28048935
>>28048935
It says
>threadly reminder

>>28053295
>>28053325
unf

I wanna sing this song to the Shiny from anon's story
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yYufv3Q_N08

>>28053858
>those lyrics
That's extremely appropriate for the circumstances. I teared up a little.

>>28053055
>Cadence had been doing a good job
>Kept all the ponies in line
>Didn't know it was because of her escape plan
>Anon had planned to reward her
>Tracked down her daughter
>Filly hadn't been treated well
>Bought her
>This happens
>Anon tells Cadence
>Shows her picture of Flurry Heart
>Cadence hasn't seen her in a year
>Daughter is older now
>Can talk/walk/not-magically-fuck-a-castle's-shit-up-by-accident
>Cadence is rightly pissed
>Thinks Anon is going to use her daughter to keep her in line
>Right
>But wrong
>No punishment for Flurry Heart
>Anon would never hurt a filly
>Tells her that
>Tells her that Flurry Heart cost a lot
>The place can get by as is, but if there are any more escapes, he'd have to sell Flurry Heart or her to cover it
>Lets Cadence free
>Lets her see her daughter
>Flurry Heart begs Cadence to never help ponies escape again, because she doesn't know what it's like out there
>Filly doesn't care if she's a slave
>She's safe here
>Everyone is nice
>She hasn't been hurt
>She doesn't want to be hurt anymore
>She doesn't want her mommy to be hurt like that
>Anon lets Cadence leave with Flurry Heart
>Says he'll decide her punishment later
>Will have to strengthen security
>Others will be punished too
>Asks Cadence think of a suitable punishment, since she's supposed to lead then
>Doesn't hide any of this from the filly
>Flurry Heart is scared
>Keeps her mother in line through that fear of the outside
>This is the nicest she's ever had it

end rambling idea

>>28053295
>>28053325
>sweating_man_wiping_forehead_with_towel.picturefile

>>28053858
>Anon pulls Shiny into his lap after his terrible nightmare
and sings this to lull him back to sleep

>>28053899
>>28053899

See everybody? THAT is cruelty

And is perfect

>>28053295
>>28053325
muh dick

>>28053699
Thanks Anon.

>>28053858
>>28053957
>you will never soothe your innocent broken little stallion slave's spirit by softly singing to him as you stroke him in your lap

>>28054667
>innocent
He's guilty of being a stallion.

>You will never tie stallion to a turnstile and have him chase after a photo of a mare for your amusement.
>You will never bed the mare, raping her until she craves only master's pathetically small human dick.
>You will never start changing out the pictures in front of the stallion with your conquests.
>You will never have a masterful bounty of wine from all the grapes he has crushed.
>Each sip is filled with the suffering of a living being in true French fashion.

>>28048490
Punish none of them or just lightly.
Track down the pones.
Show cadence what became of the ones who ran away.
How some became enslaved again some killed and so forth...
Tell her how she is resposible for everything that happened to them.
That instead of facing reality and working on improving it she send them chasing a dream.

I want legit green about master's little faggot now.

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>>28055111
Not as powerful as quints but still...
So get off your lazy ass writefag!

>>28048490
So most people seem to be going for some variation of 'punish the ringleaders'. Color me surprised; I'd have thought the thread would be begging to let them off or at least limit the punishment to Cadance.

"...just tell me this. Did you know it was going to happen?"
> "I don't - that's not important -"
"Tell me, Cadance!"
> Your hand slips around her head, fingers gripping her mane to pull her head forward towards yours.
> She lets out a slight grunt as her shoulders are strained beyond the angle pony limbs can normally reach.
"Did you know they were going to escape?"
> "...yes."
> Her voice is a small, soft whisper.
> "I did know. Knew for weeks."
> Briefly you run through the possibilities.
> She could be lying to try and protect the others - make you angry at her and focus on harming her out of some revenge.
> Or she could be telling the truth, and she really did hide this from you.
> Either way, it seems like the best way to deny her what she wants is to deny her the chance to be some kind of hero to them.
"Then no."
> You shake your head, settling back on the stool and letting her mane go.
"I've had to be tough at times, Cadance, but I've always been fair - in reward and punishment. You are their leader, their representative - but they are responsible for their own actions nonetheless."
> The alicorn's head falls to stare at the floor, her entire body sagging in the chains.
> Her mane drapes down around her head, forming a curtain over her muzzle.
> "Please..."
"What is your obsession with trying to - what, protect them? Be a martyr for them? Don't you understand, the sooner they come to realize that escape yields punishment the sooner this can stop?"
> "Escape... staying here like this is a punishment as well. I wish I knew for what."
> Head barely rising, you catch a gleam of light from her eyes filtering through the strands of mane covering them.
> "I won't ever be what my auntie was to them, but I can be something good for my little ponies."

>>28055216
I would have gone for punish them all until they admit who it was that started it.
Probably make it some nice permanent punishments too like destroying personal articles to start.
No coming back from that.

>>28055216

"Then maybe that is what you are forgetting: They aren't your little ponies. They're mine."
> She flinches, and if you could see her face in fully you're quite certain her eyes had just narrowed to furious slits.
> "That - that is exactly why we won't ever be able to just live here as if we were free. Exactly that."
"You aren't free. Nobody's questioned that; what I question is what makes you think that actions like this will somehow make it better."
> Leaning forward, you rest a hand on your chin and regard her levelly.
"Truth is, this couldn't have come at a worse time. Everything had been running so well - this weekend I was planning to announce another expansion. Another ten percent increase in my herd's size. You'd have been rewarded for doing so well as their leader too, but..."
> Your shoulders shrug lightly.
> Chains creak lightly as Cadance hangs limply in them, no longer able to summon up the energy to argue.
"...well, now that purchase is just barely going to even out the losses from your little stunt. Not to mention, I already put down the money for the priciest part of it, and - well, alicorns are pricey. Even for a filly."
> "WHAT?!"
> Finding some hidden reserve within her, Cadance's head jerks up.
> "You don't - she isn't - you -"
> Standing, you turn for the doorway.
"Especially in light of what this little rebellion has cost me, I'll have to reconsider what I'm going to do with her."
> Outside, the cell door closes with a heavy thud.
> Glancing aside to the guard working it, you sigh softly.
"After half an hour, go in there and let her forehooves down but keep her shackled. I don't want her to look like I'm torturing her off-hours or something."
> "Understood, sir."
"And the rest of them, if any are shackled up like that."
> You glance around to the other cell doors in the small prison wing.
> Except for one that thuds under repeated, regular impacts of the pony locked behind it - probably Bon Bon, you reckon - all are utterly silent.

>>28055309

> No pleading, begging, or sobbing.
> Surprising, since they must know they're in neck-deep shit over this.
> But then, if every one of them felt their convictions as deeply as Cadance had, they must've understood that from the start.
> Moving for the exit of the prison building, your thoughts quickly drift to the other six ringleaders and what could have driven them.
> So you're caught by surprise when a dark shape detaches itself from the side of the corridor and blocks the passage in front of you.
> It takes a moment for it to resolve itself into the shape of a charcoal-coated pegasus stallion with an unmistakable mohawk mane.
"Thunderlane."
> "I want him out of there, Anonymous."
> His voice is hard, but there's an underlying tremble that betrays the stallion's nervousness.
> "I want Rumble off that punishment line and safe. Now."
"You know very well why I can't do that."
> "Fuck you."
> Spreading his legs wide into a ready stance and wings hanging half-open, Thunderlane seems all but ready for a fight.
> "You want my help anymore? You get my little brother off that punishment line and back home."
> When you don't reply, his voice rises into a cry:
> "I spied for you, Celestia damn it! I betrayed everypony else here and you promised me you'd keep my little brother safe!"
"And I have, Thunderlane. I gave Rumble a nice cushy job handing out bread. I've gave him quarters for him and his marefriend. I've even looked the other way when I know he's been giving out extra food left and right against the rules."
> "So then let him off! Isn't me turning over this whole thing to you worth his safety?"
"You didn't exactly prevent the escape from happening, you know."
> "I've stopped plenty of other escape attempts. Plus, a hundred more would be gone - including all of the ones who planned it - if I hadn't told you where to find them."
> Shaking your head, you switch to a different tactic:

>>28055319

"If I do that, ponies are going to ask why not him? They might think he's the one who squealed. It's opening him up to be singled out."
> "I don't care. They'll realize it wasn't him eventually."
"And what about Rumble himself? Won't he wonder? Won't he look at you eventually and ask himself what you had to do with it?"
> Thunderlane's mouth opens to answer, but he stops himself and takes a shaky breath.
> "...if you want me to keep reporting to you, to keep looking ponies in the eye and smiling while I deliver them to you served up on a plate - then you get him off that punishment line. That's my ultimatum."
> You hiss softly, hands bunching up into fists.
> The truth was, Thunderlane's services were actually valuable to you.
> He wasn't exaggerating about stopping plenty of other plots before they could come to anything.
> While they nominally served on your security staff, both had built solid bridges to the community - presenting themselves as ponies just as crushed by your ownership as the others, instead of holding their position over the other slaves.
> For Thunderlane, it left him able to hear secrets others would never be able to reach.
> However, in Rumble's case, the feelings had apparently been genuine,
> "...he's just a foal in the middle of puberty, boss. You put him under the lash, he'll only get angrier - rebel harder. It's natural for any colt his age."
"Natural, but not acceptable if these are the consequences."
> "I can keep him in line. I'll even smack him around if I have to, and nobody will question sparing a colt a full punishment."
> You grimace mentally.
> Why couldn't Cadance have been legitimately remorseful?
> Then you could at least have spared the other six that harsh a punishment...
> And after all, Rumble might have had a job and a marefriend, but he was far from fully grown.

Show Rumble some mercy and win our agent's loyalty, or have him suffer the same fate as the other ringleaders - possibly for his own good?

>>28055330
Why not punish him for show, but secretly allow him to escape the worst of it?

Thunderlane should understand that much. Keeping up appearances and all.

>>28055330
If Thunderlane has been such a valuable informant it wouldn't be wise to anger him. Maybe offer him the alternative of taking Rumble's punishment on his behalf, that way if any ponies question it he can just say he was protecting his little brother.

>>28055330
Have a veterinarian come and geld them both in front of a crowd. With proper anesthesia during the procedure of course. We're not completely irredeemable monsters.

>>28055330
I hope you have something more creative in mind than physical torture as punishment. That shit is boring and overdone.

>>28055330
Tailored punishments for each ringleader.
Offer Thunderlane to take the punishment instead, Rumble will see that his actions hurt those who care for him far more than himself.

Cadence will be left with Flurry Heart, her punishment now knowing that she is no longer free, she is now truly a slave.

Bonbon, a light muscle relaxant and a simple cell she could escape if she had her strength.
Otherwise its just your typical hot isolation cell.

>>28055402
I like you anon, you have a good brutal mind.

>>28055402
No you chuckle fuck, that would only piss them off more.

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>>28055330

>>28055402
the fuck is wrong with you

take your shit fetish elsewhere

>>28055463
Nigga that's not even my fetish. It'd be a suitably serious punishment for the crime that was committed. Public humiliation and the shame of losing their masculinity would be far more effective than "lel 100 lashes." That's also why I said have a vet do it under anesthesia. You don't have to inflict pain to inflict punishment.

>>28055216
>> "I won't ever be what my auntie was to them, but I can be something good for my little ponies.


I would add this line:

"They are no longer your little ponies Candance"

"They are mine"

>>28055481
so what the fuck would you propose for the female members

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>>28055481
That's not a acceptable punishment when our informants little brother is gelded for a failed escape attempt, hell he is still just a glorified child! That will just encourage another larger one if not a riot, and when they die trying we are left with, and say it with me(pic related)

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>>28055521

>>28055514 (me)

see this >>28055330

oh!

sorry, I had not yet seen this part

>>28055514
He literally says that in the very next post.

>>28055538
What am I looking at. An iron?

>>28055538
Make them iron my clothes for a week?

>>28055550
Our geld happy friend here just wants an entire cast of the castrated guy from Game of Thrones. The fucking idiot.

>>28055522
This.

Pretty retarded desu senpai.

>>28055330
I agree with the anon that said to suggest Thunderlane take the punishment. Pip goes untouched but will think twice next time.

>>28055550
Branding.
You seer of their clit and make it painful to have sex.
Shoving a turkey baster up for insemination is easy, but ever just wanting a cheap fuck and roll in the hay to forget being slaves for a few minutes is now forever denied.

>rumble gets gelded
>now gets to rut his marefriend as hard as he wants without protection without fear of bringing an innocent little foal into this hellhole

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>>28055571
Its like you want this to happen again, you do that to very bad animals that CANT THINK YOU FUCKING IDIOT! Not a sentient species!

>>28055571
see
>>28055418

Physical torture is overdone and boring. You people aren't even trying to come up with interesting and effective methods of punishment that don't involve pain and mutilation.

>>28055577
This guy gets it.

>>28055577
He will lose the dick anon.

>>28055592
Uh no?
That was done to humans.
Branding for adultery or public humiliation was quite common.

>>28055593
hey, hey!
I said >>28055426
I want to hit each of them in their psyche, and make them realize that while pain can be worked through, a mind that can never think fo the thought is so much better.

>>28055567
Thirding Thunderlane stepping in and taking one for his little brother. Also agree that it should be something more creative than torture/physical pain.

>>28055617
>He will lose the dick anon.
Gelding only removes the testicles, not the penis.

>>28055627
That's castration then.
Why is English so confusing?

>>28055617
Branding and searing a clit off as well as branding are two VERY different things dipshit.
And for another we want them to consider what is WORSE out there! NOT IN THE FUCKING COMPOUND!

>>28055643
"gelding" is the term used for the veterinary procedure of castrating a horse here - it's also a noun that describes a horse that's been castrated.

>>28055646
Oh please, we'll leave their freaking labia alone and let them derive pleasure from that.

And with mr castrados on the ball out there, its pretty easy to just point how nice we are in that burns heal.

Fucking hell what have I set off.

>>28055418
>>28055593
>>28055627
I'll be honest: I didn't have anything more inventive than physical punishment planned, but then I wasn't planning to lavish a ton of attention on the actual punishment anyhow. I was more aiming to write about the reactions to the whole situation than I am in writing torture porn.

That said, I'll try to think up something now since it seems to be a thing people want.

Hey guys. Here's a thought:
Let's not mutilate any pony's genitals, period. Find something else that's rather unpleasant, but also not downright torture. If we're inflicting pain I wouldn't go any further than maybe a spanking with a paddle, and not hard enough that you leave marks or scars. Like >>28055646 said, you want the ponies to believe they have it better on the inside than on the outside. Have Flurry Heart tell tales of the torture and abuse she went through, and how lucky she feels to be here now - even if it's total propaganda. Make the ponies come to see you as a benevolent and loving master despite how strict you are and how hard they have to work. Make them see the ones trying to escape or helping others escape as the bad guys.

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>>28055728
Ok you geld loving shitposter, get the hell out while the adults talk. I fucking hate the summer.

>the one day there are enough bait-sucking eunuchs in the thread to warrant posting my address and meeting any of them IRL to settle this like men, I'm sick as a dog

That's what I fucking thought.

Jesus christ, what the fuck is going on in this thread? I wrote here like 4 months ago and wanted to check up on how things were going.

>>28055779
what

>>28055808
Some idiot actually made a choice prompt for his story, wondering how long till he regrets it.

>>28055808
We've had plagiarism, edge faggotry, a couple of nice moments discussing the proper type of bra to wear while jogging, feels of Spitfire never flying again, some anon actually raping a little girl and going to jail for it, rape in thread, slavery, more slavery, a very good green of Lyra buying a bat pony and going full Bathory and Vlad with him to be like a human, faggotry, a Shining Armor green that has caused a sever uptick in bumblehooves purchases, and a lot of sudden checking that my crotch is still the same as I left it.

>>28055816
I said I like carrots.

>>28055849
.....this thread has changed since Skittles was being written.

>>28055330
You could accept the treatment of Thunderlane under one condition; that receive a lower level punishment rather than his brother.

Thus, the others ponies will not believe that Thunderlane be a mole and maintain the confidence of the herd, and at the same time teach him his little brother the consequences of their actions, the important thing is to have eyes and ears open to any future betrayal, while maintaining and strengthen your network intelligence.

>>28055870
Skittles is dead, just getting that fact out of the way. Also the story was never finished.

>>28055891
Yeah, I know. I meant that things have changed a lot since *checks* April.

>>28055903
>Skittles
>April
bull fucking shit. I was here since day 1 and I'm like 99% sure Skittles was like, a day-3 or week-2 green. wasn't it?

>>28055914
Nevermind, I'm retarded. Skittles' PASTEBIN was updated in April, but the story was WRITTEN last December. I checked my own pastebin and my slave story was written around then as well. My bad, Anon.

>>28055946
So I WAS wrong. SPG, or rather, SPA: Slave Pony Auction, as it was originally called, began back in October.

>>28055870
I blame it on the white knights saying pony is for riding.

Slaves are for work, being chained to a desk and made to do clerical work as they realize they are processing reports on the conquest of Equestria and everyone they love.
Where they break down crying at the revelation that they are the small link making the war machine run.
Where they try and sabotage their work, only to be whipped and beaten before being thrown into a rough concrete cell as a saboteur.
Their punishment to be sent to the Kamchatka mining zone and made to extract sulfur for use in making propellants and batteries in missiles at Rosonboronexport.
Her body will whither and spirit falter as she sees the other ponies worked to death, as is proper for enemies of the state.
She had a life as a slave, a better life, and if she survives her sentence, she shall have it back.

>>28055808
Just a few shitposters that got tired of shitting up other threads.

Just report just obvious trolls and move on

>>28055849
Fuck you. I never touched her and the jury believed me.

>thread goes from lewd as fuck stallion cookies to shit posting and triggering in a matter of minutes
Kek
never change /spg/
fucking retards

>>28056112
I'm just here to make Spitty feels of her failing so close to victory.

>>28055849
So when you mentioned edge faggotry, did that include >>28056050? Because this shit takes effort.

>>28056148
That's not edge, several million other country's men and woman went into those camps and mines, I don't see them complaining.
It was quite the effective weight loss program, and you came out ripped as fuck.

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>>28056112
>Implying that not all of the above is worthless shitposting

>>28056195
Do you realize that you're literally part of the problem too asshole?

So what of offering slaves a chance at freedom if they compete in gladiator games?
10 wins for freedom, losers die.

How many slaves would watch the games?
How many would be willing to fight?

Should it involve arms, or should it simply be naked fights with whatever skills a slave has?

>>28056326
You'd end up with a lot of dead slaves and very few free ones.

>>28056326
>small mare with the heart of a warrior
>wins 9 fights against impossible odds
>higherups arrange her tenth fight
>it's a sibling
>feels happen

Get on it, writefags.

>>28056326
>10 wins for freedom, losers die
No Nigga, you need to go full Roman with that shit. Slaves enter because owners make money off of gambling; deaths happen rarely unless it's some sort of spectacle that's supposed to drive interest. Slaves can also wind up 'benched' when the stables get too full.

Although, underground fighting rings sound dope as fuck.

>>28056384
>she breaks his neck with a swift buck to the face
>"I never liked that faggot anyway."

>>28056326
Free battle hardened killers into the general public
yeah that would go over well

>>28056441
Saying you don't want to create the Sparticus pony savior.

>>28056408
In this case, a fighting slave is a liability, since for the gladiators, you had the military and more on standby if things went to that, which was rare since they had a very good life.
Here its a false hope of them being free, and at the same time, you do not want them to actually be able to revolt by arranging teams and a league, such that they could have time to teach others or lose a number as they strategize matches.

>>28056441
I don't see complaints when the US does it with their soldiers, you give them discounts at movies!

>>28056408
>go to underground pone fighting ring
>it's just mares in socks and sexy lingerie play wrestling all slicked up with oil

>>28056468
Yes but they were already free and they chose to fight for the protection of their country, not for personal gain
unless they did it for the gi bill cause college is expensive as fuck

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>>28056292

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>>28056561

>>28056384
Had it already. Applejack Vs. Big Mac. Was pretty brutal.

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>>28056695
where

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>>28055309
>Doing the Flurry Heart thing
I know this is a CYOA, but I'm still counting it as my contribution of green for the week.

>mfw people keep going along with my ideas
>mfw secret mastermind behind half the plot twists in all of /spg/

>>28056561
Nah, actually the underground pone fighting ring involves pillow fights

>>28055330
I still like the idea of this;

>>28048762
>>28048774

Part of what makes it nice is that by their own actions the very ponies they were trying to help are harmed, and we can just tell Thunderlane that he can take his brothers punishment, because it will be a true statement.

>your very first memory as a tiny filly was staring up at the ceiling as you lay in your crib, and his face appearing over you with a big smile as he reached down and tickled your belly
>you remember how you squirmed and giggled with delight
>and how his face lit up with joy as he looked into your eyes
>you love your Master more than life itself
>he's always been there for you when you felt bad, or were sick
>with hugs, kisses, tummy rubs and cuddles
>as you grew into a grown up mare, he explained to you that you would have to start to help with chores around the house
>you didn't mind
>you knew how hard Master works to provide for you and all the rest of his little ponies
>you were always his favorite
>but you never did understand why so many other ponies hated him
>and some of them even seemed to hate you
>you'd asked Master about it once, when you were still a filly
>"Hush now little one, don't trouble your mind with such questions."
>Master always knew best
>but maybe if he'd told you, you could have done something
>you could have fixed things
>you could have made the other ponies love him too
>you could have saved him

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>>28047764
>I Re-requested the same image of anon riding twilight over and over not knowing it kept getting done
>Finally see this thread today
>I now know i've been re-requesting the same thing without knowing it's been being delivered

Oh dear lord

Do you have the original images, I can't find them in the draw thread archives

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>>28056853
Sure thing. All of them inbound.

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>>28056811
>innocent little mare does not know her master was not a nice man
>she never saw the things he did to his other little ponies
>how he worked them nearly to death
>hard labor, 18 hour days spent under the lash
>they had food, but it was bland and only just enough to maintain their nutritional requirements
>she would never find out that he was grooming her to be his personal sex slave
>and that keeping her healthy and in pristine condition wasn't for her sake, but to keep her as attractive as possible when she was finally old enough for him to "enjoy"
>she would never find out that he was going to forcibly take her virginity that night
>she would always hate them for killing him, no idea the horrors that might have happened to her had they not

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>>28056879

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>>28056887
Original version of OP pic.

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>>28056897

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>>28056904
Riding7 is the OP pic.

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Here's a new one for ya

>>28056920
>this Twilight is happy cause she gets the manlet

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>>28056928
>Implying Twi isn't just a really big pone

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Would you a Quibbleslave?
>"Hmph... I... didn't wanna be master's little faggot anyway..."

>>28056920
Adorable

Maybe for Twili the human remember to Spike and for that is "Happy"

>>28056920
Could you draw a confused >>28046894 with a card board tube taped to his head like a horn with an anon trying to ride him?

>>28057014
You mean wings?

>>28057014
He's already a unicorn, Anon.

>>28057037
>>28057045
No, a fake cardboard tube horn, that's the part that confuses master's little faggot the most.

>>28057051
Kek
Just to embarrass him even further
give him a cookie too

>>28056793
underrated post

>>28056793
Fun part?
They're still to the death.

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>>28056561
>after the show, the mares are sold for one-night-stands to bidders from the aroused crowd

>Skittles
>pinkie x kidanon
>OC x kidanon
>comfy mare slaves
>Shiny
>about 10 or so other 3-4 post one shots that never went anywhere

What if I told you these were all written by the same person?

>>28057284
I'd say "stop dicking around and write more Skittles, faggot"

>>28057284
Then I'd tell the person responsible that he's a lazy rat bastard who should do more Skittles.

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>Go to work
>Thread is happy, everyone is talking about cute stallions
>Come home
>Gelding, searing, more CYOA, that one anon who popped his head in and another contestant in the Twily races.

Jesus. When you guys change topic, you change topic fast.

>>28055330
Give Thunderlane Rumble's punishment. Someone has to pay the price.

>>28057139
Stop, I can't handle living in a world where my dick is this hard and there's nothing to sate it!

>>28057284
I would call you a liar and a lazy one at that.
>>28057396
Only the fag lovers from another thread shitposting here are happy about stallions, otherwise you are correct.

>>28057410
ohboyherewego.tif

>>28057396
Is that whole, searing clits off thing, real?

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Two new competitors have come from the drawthread

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>>28057440

>>28057440
>"Kakarot Top... KAKAROT TOP!!!"

>>28052777
This actually makes me legitimately sad... life is cruel.

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>>28057426
I believe so. I've heard rumours of similar things happening in African and Middle Eastern countries, and I know for a fact that removing a baby girl's clit with a knife is a common occurrence in places like Egypt or Somalia, though I am having trouble finding anything more concrete.

I have found some information on methods similar to burning on the Wiki page for Female Genital Mutilation, but considering said page also has a section DEFENDING FGM, I'd take it with a grain of salt.

Also, my search history now contains 'clit searing,' 'clit branding' 'vagina mutilation,' and 'Sexy Vinyl Scratch + Sweater.' So thanks for that.

>>28057542
>and I know for a fact that removing a baby girl's clit with a knife is a common occurrence in places like Egypt or Somalia
Well... yeah. They do the same things for males. They chop off their foreskin with a shitty knife.

>>28057554
True, true. Don't misunderstand me, I was just pointing out that similar things do happen, so it's not a stretch of the imagination for searing to be a thing as well.

And now that horrid Muslimshy thread has bled over into this one. What have we wrought?

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>>28057594
>tfw I have no more green to dump to get the thread back on track.

>get an enthusiastic little stallion slave that's completely devoted to his master
>you ride him around once as a joke
>he really, REALLY likes it but is too ashamed to admit it
>finds the need to be ridden by master overwhelmingly powerful
>before you know it, any time you turn your back on him he's diving between your legs and scooping you up on his back
>trots around for a while with you on him
>when you try to get down he whimpers and whines
>soon you spend more time riding him than walking
>it's gotten so ridiculous that he can't even sleep without feeling master's butt on his back and legs against his sides squeezing him firmly as he slumbers

>>28057676
Great, what would a spg cluster fuck be without a riding fetish fag to top it all off?

>>28057676
Nice work.
We need more riding here. We need to make 'stallion is for riding' a reality.

Ayy. Continuing the story about El Presidente and his pony from http://pastebin.com/Lfnyh5v9

>El Presidente shoots a dirty look at the advisor who questions your presence here.
>"He has proven his loyalty to myself and the state of Tropico more than many who sit in this very chamber."
>The advisor, wearing a fancy green uniform, seems taken slightly back.
>"He personally saved me from a filthy rebel who was trying to take me out."
>While dipping his head, the advisor apologizes to El Presidente.
>"I am sorry sir, it just seems so... unconventional."
>"General, if you know me at all, I am not at all conventional."
>El Presidente then moves his gaze back across the other humans sitting in the meeting chamber.
>"Now, this is Double Diamond. As I said, he saved my life today, and I have chosen to bring him here to the palace an advisor on pony business, and as a personal assistant to myself."
>El Presidente moves his powerful gaze to you, and gives a slight nod.
Uhh... Hello everyone.
>El Presidente nods again, and continues.
>"We have many ponies living and working here in Tropico, and to keep them working hard and content, I feel having a pony here will bring useful insight to this council."
>The other advisors turn to each other and mumble quietly, many of them sounding amenable to El Presidente's idea.

>>28057720
>slave ponies
>no riding
wut

>>28057733

witnessed

>After your introduction, El Presidente moved the meeting into other business related to the running of Tropico.
>To you, it was mostly nonsense that you couldn't make heads or tails of.
>Sure, you could understand the words, but the way they went together was simply beyond you.
>After an hour and a half, El Presidente called the meeting closed for the day, and all the advisors left the room and went their own ways.
>El Presidente then turned to you as you were preparign to get up out of the stranage human chair.
>"So, pony. You seemed confused at the meeting."
Yes, El Presidente... Matters of state in a place like Tropico are a bit beyond me. Back before I came here, I was the right hoof stallion to a pony who ran a town...
>You sigh sadly, thinking back to how things went in Equestria.
>But, now is not the time for that.
That was just taking her orders, and making sure everypony stayed the course.
>El Presidente nods happily.
>"Excellent. You will be a better assistant to myself than I might have imagined before."
Yes, sir. I will carry out any order you ask of me to the best of my abilities.
>"Good. I do infact have a specific task for you this evening."
>Yes!
>El Presidente already has something for you to take care of.
>Hopefully, it's something super important to the stability and future of the best nation on earth.
Anything, El Presidente! What will you have me do?
>"I want you to go leave a flaming bag of poo on Juanito's doorstep."
>...
>wat?

That's all for now. Just a little update as I try to get back into the swing of writing.

>>28057676
>>28057720
>>28057732
I still don't understand how people get off to this.

>>28057806

Kinks often make very little sense.

>>28057806
yeah it's not for me either but whatever

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>>28057440
>>28057447
Pfft, amateurs. Now THIS is a winning twilight, she even has colors!

>you will never give your little slave mare a caslick then tear her back open with your dick a week later

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>purchase a bat pony at the auction house on a whim
>come to find out she's incredibly smart
>have her service master by being his personal accountant
>love walking into her "office" seeing her all dressed up and ready for the days paperwork
>practicly get her to manage all the finances for your start up business
>reward her with more stationary items and cuddles

>>28057676
>You sit there, wringing your hands, powerless to do anything more than wait
>He had to be fine, right?
>Surely the professionals could do something about it!
>Just when you think you could no longer contain your anxiety, a fresh wave of it pounds against the shore of your mind as the veterinarian rounds the corner that led to the examination room
>You shot to your feet and bounded right towards the older man, causing him to stop in his tracks
>His features held a stony mask, a stark contrast to your distraught mania
"Doc, how is he? I-Is there anything I can do? Is it-"
>The man raises a hand, begging your silence as his craggy eyebrows furrow deeply
>"Son, I'm gonna shoot straight with you. His condition isn't ideal. It's not life-threatening, but you are going to have to be more careful with him from now on."
>Shit, what could it be?
>It had worked out like any other day to that point
>You had taken your adorably recalcitrant stallion out for another riding session on the pasture
>Through the paces you went, alternating as you might between trot, canter and gallop
>Naturally you gave him a gentle kick with your spurs any time he resisted your rein-driven command
>And that was when it happened
>With a bit-muffled groan and convulsive collapse, you and stallion had both crumpled to the ground of the grassy fields
>You counted yourself the least bit lucky that ponies didn't weigh nearly as much as proper horses, lest you might have lost a leg in the fall

>>28058121
colors are not allowed!
Also I'm not compiling new YOTR thing, sorry fags.

>>28058250
>The vet removes his rounded, bookish glasses and pinches each of the lenses in turn between his fingers, buffered by the folds of his coat
>"To put it directly, his intestinal tract has compacted in several locations, and his blood-work shows that his dietary needs simply aren't being met."
"H-He likes cookies..."
>He offers a puzzled stare as you mumble under your breath
>As the man returns his spectacles to his face with one hand, the other produces a written prescription from the depths of a pocket
>"We're going to have to keep him here for the night; he's in need of minor corrective surgery to resolve the intestinal distress, and when he's released, you'll need to get this filled."
>You take the slip in your limp grasp and nod somberly
>"Until he's recovered well enough to ingest proper solids, that soluble medication will provide the minerals his body needs to live a healthy, happy life."
>He seemed to put additional emphasis on the word 'happy'
>You give another impotent nod and silently berate yourself for allowing this to happen
>Just when you thought you'd finally been making some headway in getting your precious stallion out of his shell

>>28058257
>A hand placed on your shoulder stirs you from your navel-gazing and your eyes are met by those of a great, almost parental, severity
>"Now, I can't tell you how to treat your pony. They're slaves, we all know how it is, but I feel that I would be greatly remiss in my duties as a healer that I not urge you to do right by him. It's not right; some of the things I've seen here, the wounds, the broken wings and horns..."
>The man heaves a deep breath
>"I'm not going to sit here and say. "You're one of the bad ones." I can tell as much that you care about him. So don't take this the wrong way when I say that, after tomorrow, I never want to see you or your pony in here ever again."
>This time, he'd had your full attention
>How could he not with that determination that burned so brightly behind those glasses of his?
>Your nod is quicker and more decisive this time
"You're right, Doc. Thank you. Sincerely. I promise to take much better care of him from now on."
>The man's hand drops from your shoulder and pulls your own into a firm handshake
>"Good enough for me, son."
>Prescription in hand, you turn to leave the clinic
>You're still gripped by anxiety, but it's different this time
>Now, it's more like you're anxious to begin a fresh start with your precious stallion
>You'll do right by him
>You've made your vow
>"Oh, and Mr. Mous?"
>The vet's voice draws your attention back towards the passage beyond the waiting room
>"I almost forgot to mention; your stallion's spine seems to have developed an unfortunate swayback. If I were a betting man, I'd say his sleeping posture is responsible. Sorry to say, but he'll never recover the fortitude to carry anything heavier than sack of wet mice, if you'll pardon the colloquialism."
>FUCK

Now get back to doing Skittles you tremendous gaylord. ^:)

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>>28058262
b-but anon... p-ponies are for riding!

>>28058226
That's cute as fuck.

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>>28058262
>>"I almost forgot to mention; your stallion's spine seems to have developed an unfortunate swayback. If I were a betting man, I'd say his sleeping posture is responsible. Sorry to say, but he'll never recover the fortitude to carry anything heavier than sack of wet mice, if you'll pardon the colloquialism."

>>28057733
>just started reading the paste
>"Man, this sounds a lot like Tropico."
>It is
I need to get around to getting 5, but I already got a backlog of games I haven't played yet.

>>28057733
holy shit mang. talk about raising the dead.

Have any slave ponies been owned by pirates yet?

>>28058717
>Be a slave pony.
>You are let out of your cage, and find yourself standing on the deck of a ship, surrounded by cut-throat pirates.
>"Look, me buckos', we got ourselves a wee horse wench!"
>The pirate captain and his crew let out a collective and mighty YAR-HAR-HAR!
>"Oh, I can tell we's gonna putchya through yer paces!"
>He and his crew look at you with hungry eyes.
>This is not going to end well.
>You've read the books, pirates don't do nice things to their slaves.
>"Well, mates, let's put her t' work!"
>[YAR-HAR-HARING INTENSIFIES]
>Please no!

>The pirate captain bangs loudly on the table to make sure he has your attention when he gives you your order.
>"Oi, horsevag, bring me and me crew more hot pockets, th' torrents goin' slower than Davy Jones with a missing peg leg!"
>The pirates laugh along with their captain at his joke.
>This is worse than you could have imagined.

>This is worse than you could have imagined.

Is it the rape or the hot pockets that push her over the edge?

Because both are about equity awful in my books.

>>28058717

It's your turn in the barrel.

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>>28058717
Not yet.

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>Decide to play Dwarf Fortress rather than write
>Play for three hours, starting and creating a self sustaining fort.
>Game crashes.
>Lose everything.

Should have written. At least then I'd have something to show for it.

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>>28058252
Looks like someone else Myself will have to do it then, Anon.

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>>28059066
Well that sucks

Here. Have some cute ponies.

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>>28058121
Fixed

>>28059136
This is madness.

>>28059136
Giant 1950s Twilight Sparkle?

>>28059087
Why does this picture always remind me of the original Clone Wars cartoon?

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>Want to write.
>Get a serious bout of food poisoning.
>Write while feeling sick in bed.
>Now have a massive headache.

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>>28060245
Get back to work, you faggot. No excuses. The thread demands green!

Just kidding. If you don't feel up to writing, no one here is gonna force you. Take a nap, you'll feel better.

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>>28060245
What the fuck is that picture...

>>28060373
>He doesn't know about Crystal Therapy guy.

That's only the tip of the iceberg, friend.

>>28057410
Only retarded shitposters hate stallions. The rest of us like them or at the very worst are neutral to them.

>>28044771
>An hour later, maybe two (maybe three?), you stand up and stretch.
>Not that it wasn't pleasant watching her play with all her new friends - hypnotic, really - but you *do* have other responsibilities.
>Stuff like helping Berry stagger to the bathroom, making sure she doesn't die of alcohol poisoning or vomit out anything important. Shit like that.
>Besides, you can barely see the little hippie.
>Park needs more goddamn lights.
"Starting to get dark, Fluttershy. Time to go."
>More like pitch-fucking-black and you're going to show her a certain movie tonight in revenge.
>"Okay," the little mare sighs, picking herself up without any argument and earning your eternal mercy. "I'll see you all later."
>You're pretty sure that last part isn't directed towards you.
>"No, I don't know when. Sorry."
>Definitely not directed towards you.
>"Yes, I'll bring some more bread...?"
>Okay, that last part *was* directed at you.
>You know because she looks at you.
>Oh, right. Question.
"Yeah. Sure, we can bring some more bread."
>"yay"
>She keeps staring at you, until you figure out there's another, unasked question there. Flubberbutt wants to know when.
"When's your next day off?"
>"Wednesday."
>You work Wednesday.
>You work *every* weekday.
>And after work is scheduled drinktime.
"Shit, um, correction: when's your next weekend off?"
>"Um... I don't know..."
>You sigh, look at the gathered wildlife, and try not to feel like an idiot.
"She'll be back Wednesday."
>You feel like an idiot.
>Flutterbutt smiles.
>You smile.
>The squirrels smile.
>Shit, that's too much.
"Come on, Flutterbutt. We gotta go."
>"Okay. Byeeeeee!"
>Fluttershy waves.
>The squirrels wave.
>You wave.
>Fuck.

>>28060740
>You're gonna need a therapist after this.

>It's a big park.
>That's totally why you got lost, not because you have a shit sense of direction or anything.
>You're not blaming it on Fluttershy either, because you're relatively certain she wouldn't lead you in circles just to stay a little bit longer.
>Park just doesn't have any fucking lighting. Can't get anywhere if you can't see where you're going.
>Stupid city.
>Stupid parks department or whatever your city has that does that job.
>"Um..."
"Yes, Nutterbutt, I know we're lost."
>You think - *think* - this is a hiking trail.
>Or maybe you're just blundering through a slightly less brushy bit of... uh... brush.
>"No, well, yes, but..."
"What?"
>"I think it's that way."
>She points to the left.
>You *think* she points to the left.
>Can't see a fucking thing.
>There should be lights along the trail.
>No lights leads to crime! It's a safety hazard!
>Don't they know someone could be raped down here or something?
"Are you sure?"
>"Pretty sure?"
"There's no trail that way."
>"Oh, right."
"But you're sure it's that way?"
>"Maybe?"
"Answering with a question is not reassuring."
>"Sorry...?"
"FUCK IT. WE'RE GOING LEFT."

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>>28060751
>You stomp off, promptly plowing through the undergrowth, small trees, unoccupied hobo camp, slightly larger trees, and rather unfortunate park bench that all seek to thwart your will with a determination only a lack of fucks can bring about.
>"Um..."
"What?"
>"You passed a trail..."
"Yeah. So?"
>"I thought you might want to follow it or something."
"FUCK. NO. Following trails got us in this mess."
>You pull aside a sapling that Fluttershy could just as easily have walked around - seriously, there's like two feet of clear space on all sides, but fuck going around - and motion for the pony to walk past.
"Now we make our own trails."
>"Um... okay..."
>You proceed in a STRAIGHT LINE, going your OWN WAY, pushing on through the shrubs and brush and whateverthefucks.
>And one fairly large hobocamp.
>Occupied, this time.
>You don't give a fuck.
>Okay, you give a little bit of a fuck.
>Berry will kill you for this, but you pull a bottle out of Fluttershy's saddlebags and hand it to the closest one without deviating from your chosen path.
"Merry Christmas."
>Your moxie and/or generosity leaves them speechless. Your body leaves them behind.

>>28060810
>"Um..."
"What? Another trail?"
>"No," Fluttershy murmurs, flying up to hover next to -
"HOLY SHIT, YOU CAN FLY!?"
>"Um. Yeah."
"I knew that. Carry on."
>Holy fucking shit, she can fly!
>"So... uh... are there always this many homeless people out here?"
"I dunno. Maybe. Probably."
>"Oh."
>She sinks down to the ground and plods along after you.
>Little thing is depressed.
>Yeah.
>You're regretting giving away the booze too.
>Berry is going to murder you.
>"Uh... Anon...?"
"Fuck trails."
>"No, I... um... I see a light over there..."
"I don't."
>"No, over *there*."
>Oh.
"Yeah. Cool."
>You take another step, but suddenly there's resistance on Fluttershy's leash.
"You want to investigate."
>"I... think it might be a way out...?"
"You want to investigate."
>"Yes, please."
"FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINE."
>You turn and begin walking towards the faint green glow.