Slave Pony Thread #57

>>28412563
Look at how scruffy she looks, I just want to wash and brush her.

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Use this for next thread OP.

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>>28412597
Ew no

Threadly reminder that shiny fag is destroying the thread with his homo lust

>>28412607
I second this reaction

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>>28412577
Same. But also get her something to eat besides a big bowl of raisins. And also after I hurry and take her for a walk before the raisins kick in.

>>28412796
Those aren't raisins. It's rabbit turds.

More Broken Vase or Celestia's maiden voyage when?

>>28412563
Is there any green related to this pic?

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>>28413327

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>>28413067
>Celestia
You just said this threads magic word!
Green ahoy!
It'll be in the next post, since it's nearly 2000 characters.
Please, pay no attention to the plotholes. Do not think about them too hard.
Pastebin: http://pastebin.com/GeEg7ELu
Posting one (1) Vinyl for verification. Octavia can come too.

>>28413480

“Hey Dash, can I speak to Flutters alone for a moment?”
>She lets out a fake laugh.
>”Ha. No way. I’m not ever letting her out of my sight again.”
“It’s really important.”
>”Then you can tell me as well.”
>You shrug.
“Fine. But I gotta ask you something else first.”
>You focus on Fluttershy.
“Fluttershy, how did you come to Earth?”
>Rainbow cuts her off.
>”Isn’t it obvious? The fucking slavers got her. Probably…probably kicked down her door and dragged her off.”
>This causes you to smile, even though it shouldn’t.
>She doesn’t know.
“Rainbow…there are no slavers.”
>At this, she explodes with laughter.
>She tries to talk, but every time she does, she laughs harder.
>You try to explain.
“Okay, there are slavers, here on Earth, but in Equestria?”
>She calms down slightly.
“Travel to Equestria has been impossible for nearly two years now.”
>She’s not sure what to say.
>”You’re lying.”
“No see, dimensional travel is complicated. I mean, you understand the basics already, right?”
>Rainbow gives you a blank look.
>”Something to do with boats, right? Or a mirror, once.”
>You sigh.
“They’re called pods, they’re more like submarines, really. They allow one to phase out of reality and ‘navigate’ between dimensions.”
>She stares at you.
“Anyway, in order to travel to another world, you need a Beacon. You need something to lock onto to make sure you’re going in the right direction. Without one, it’s impossible to find the right place to surface. When we found Equestria by accident, we ‘gifted’ one to Celestia.”
>”So what does this..?”
”Celestia turned off Equestria’s Beacon two years ago to try and save her remaining ponies. It’s impossible to go back. Trust me, I’ve…checked.”
>”I don’t understand.”
“So if you can only travel from Equestria to Earth, and not vice versa, how is Fluttershy here?”

>>28413489

>You can hear the gears turning in Rainbow’s head.
>She reaches the right conclusion.
>But before she can react, Fluttershy steals the words from her mouth.
>”We…Twilight and me and the others, we came back to save Rainbow.”
>”You…you came back for me.”
>Rainbow sounds like she can hardly believe the words coming out of her own mouth.
>Fluttershy swallows heavily, and wipes the tears sprouting into her eyes.
>”Twilight built a machine like the humans so we could come back, but it went wrong. We were…all of us were supposed to show up away from everyone so we could find Rainbow secretly and get her home.”
>She shudders as she breathes.
>”But…but they found us! Twilight tried to escape, but there was so many of them. I couldn’t…I didn’t know what to do.”
>You take a step closer, nodding to Rainbow Dash that you’re not going to hurt ‘Shy.
>She still looks shocked.
>Running a hand through her mane, you try to comfort her.
>Eventually, Rainbow snaps out of it.
>”It’s all my fault.”
“Rainbow…”
>”It’s all my fault this happened. All my fault that Fluttershy’s here.”
“Rainbow.”
>”I didn’t…this wasn’t supposed to happen.”
>She turns towards Fluttershy.
>”You were supposed to stay behind! That was our deal, ‘Shy! I went through all this so you didn’t have to, and you just threw it away! How could you be so…so stupid?”
>Fluttershy cowers behind your leg.
>”This is the great rescue I’ve been waiting for? This? Three years of rape and beatings and this is the best plan you could come up with?”
>Rainbow rubs her temples.
>There’s tears in her eyes
>”I mean, I can’t believe you’d risk all this…I mean, go through all that and…and do this…for me.”
>She stops talking.
“Dash?”
>”I’m sorry, ‘Shy. I’m so sorry. I can’t be mad at you. I should have stopped all this. I should have been better.”

>>28413491

>There’s a moment of silence.
>Until Fluttershy lunges at Dash, pulling her closer.
>”You don’t need to be.”
>”What?”
>Fluttershy takes a deep, quivering breath.
>”It’s not your fault. This is bigger than one pony alone. This…all that’s happened…Celestia said it was inevitable. Even she couldn’t stop it. You are you. And you’re as good as you can be. And as long as you keep looking out for others, and doing your best, everything will be fine. We just need to keep waiting.”
>She tries to smile.
>”You don’t need to worry about me. I’m not…as strong as you, but I’m still a hero. I’m fine. I’ll be fine.”
>Dash shakes.
>”But then why run away?”
>”Well, nopony said I had to sit there and take it. And when I go back, I’ll keep fighting, like you. But I’ll be fine.”
>Dash shakes her head.
>”But…I can’t just leave you"
>”Nopony expects you to. Just be you. You be loyal, and I’ll be kind, and we’ll both get out of here eventually.”
>Rainbow has no response.
>They just embrace each other.
>You’re starting to feel a bit like a third wheel.
>Maybe it’s because you are.
>There are still questions on your mind, but you can let them simmer for a moment.
>Turning around, you head back into the ship, and leave them alone.
>The net still needed replacing anyway.
>Plus you could probably find more fish somewhere else.
>Still had a full days fishing to do.
>Jacob is just going to have to wait.
>If he thinks you’re gonna call the day short and pull into port just because a pony snuck onto your boat, he’s mistaken.
>Fuck him.
>Heading back into storage, you grab the net and pull it free.
>It takes you nearly twenty minutes, but you manage to remove the old net from the machinery.
>Now you just had to get the new one in.
>Standing back up, you head back outside.
>Rainbow and Fluttershy seem to have calmed down, if only a little.
>Dash is still trying to protect her from you, if only subconsciously.

>>28413494

“I was hoping to get some private time to chat with Fluttershy, but I guess that’s not going to happen.”
>Rainbow shakes her head.
“Alright, fine. You okay with some questions, Fluttershy?”
>”I…I guess.”
>You crouch down.
>Get to eye level.
“How’s Jacob been treating you?”
>Rainbow scoffs.
>”Really dude?”
“It’s important.”
>Fluttershy looks away.
>”He’s…nice. I mean, I have my own room and he doesn’t starve or beat me and he acts…he sort of acts like you. Like we’re just working together. Besides…besides, you know, he’s nice.”
>Alright.
>Maybe you could bring that up with him.
>Moving on.
“How were you planning to get home?”
>”Excuse me?”
“How were you planning on getting back to Equestria? You know travel is only one way right now.”
>”Twilight.”
“Hmm?”
>Fluttershy tries to explain.
>”Twilight had a…a book. If you wrote in it, than somepony else in Equestria could read it with a similar book. She gave it to Spike, who was going to give it to Celestia. When we found Rainbow, she was going to ask Celestia to bring us home.”
“What happened to the book?”
>”I…I don’t know. I think Twilight still had it when they…”
>You cut her off.
“I understand.”
>You shoot a glance at Rainbow.
>You considered picking your words carefully, but there wasn’t much point.
>It was too late for that.
“What’s Equestria like?”
>”What?”
>Both of them stare at you.
”It’s been a while. Things weren’t…great, the last time I saw it. Has it changed much?”
>Fluttershy glances at Rainbow.
>You can see she’s curious as well, as much as she wants to hide it.

>>28413497

I hate when a post is 100 characters over the limit.

>”It’s…different.”
>She backpedals.
>”But…but maybe that’s not bad. Everypony is so much closer. You know everypony that you run into. Though maybe that’s because there’s…less of us now. There’s lots of work too. Luna is certain that you guys’ll come back, so she takes everything that isn’t essential; to prepare. Ponyville isn’t…or it hasn’t existed for a while now. Celestia moved everypony to Canterlot or Cloudsdale. A lot of ponies want us to fight back, but just as many are terrified of humans now. Too many have lost loved ones. A couple…mostly those who used to live with humans, think we can still fix this but I…”
>Fluttershy pauses.
>”I don’t think we can.”
“It’s fine?”
>”We’ve gotten over the whole…devastation part. Now we’re just rebuilding.”
>That’s good.
>It makes you feel slightly better knowing that the worst was over for them.
>Things had gotten really bad by the time your partner left.
>By the time she got home things must have been even worse.
>And if everything was beginning to heal, that meant…
>Maybe…
>She’ll be coming back soon.
>But that was a thought for later.

>>28413504

“What about Celestia?”
>Rainbow raises an eyebrow.
>”Celestia? She’s…doing her best. Not many ponies support her though. They like Luna more. Most blame her for what happened. For all the people who died and all the ponies who’re gone. They think if she’d stayed or cut us off earlier, everything could have been avoided.”
>You nod.
>That’s what you were expecting.
>Still…
“There any humans left in Equestria?”
>”Not…not since…”
>She mumbles away.
>Well, you had high hopes anyway.
>It wasn’t like you were expecting any.
>You were wasting enough time already.
“Hey, Dash?”
>”Yea?”
“I don’t want to separate you two, but we really should be getting back to work.”
>She lets out a small chuckle.
>”Really? You can’t let me have this one?”
>You shrug.
“I’ll give you an hour, but let’s not forget we just lost a full catch and a net. We’re gonna need to work to make up for it.”

>>28413506

>It took you an hour to set up the equipment anyway.
>Things never got rolling though.
>Try as you might, you just didn’t think you’d be able to make up for the loss.
>Rainbow kept letting herself get distracted, kept sneaking over to Fluttershy when you weren’t looking.
>When she wasn’t trying to show off for the poor girl.
>To Flutters credit, she did her best to stay out of the way.
>Just sat on the sidelines and watched.
>Which was good, because the last thing you needed as another Pegasus fucking things up.
>As the sun went down though, you looked over the meagre catch you’d pulled in.
>There was nothing you could do about it.
>Grabbing a knife, you got to work gutting and cleaning.
>Rainbow settled in next to you.
>Fluttershy sat down on your free side.
>She already had a knife in her mouth.
>Reacting quickly, you shake a finger at her.
“No.”
>She mumbles around the tool.
>”I ‘an hel’”
“No no, the last thing I want is Jacob thinking I stole you or something. You just go back against the side and sit quietly, okay?”
>”’lease, I ‘an. I’m useful.”
“No. You don’t even know how to…”
>Fluttershy stabs forward suddenly, cleanly and quickly splitting the fish in her hooves.
>A little bit of guts fly onto her coat, staining it red.
>”’ee?”
>Huh.
>You guess she did know how.
>Still.
“Fluttershy…you just can’t, okay? Please, just sit patiently until we get this all figured out, okay?”
>Slowly, sadly, she places the knife back on the ground.
>Gives you one final look.
>Before standing up and trotting away.
>You and Dash continue working.

>>28413511

>”You really are going to take her back, aren’t you?”
>Dash asks, putting the knife down for a second.
>The smell of the fish is powerful, and she sometimes can’t handle it, so you’ve allowed her short breaks whenever it gets too heavy.
>Seems she’s taking one now.
>Not bothering to look up, you reply.
“What other option do I have?”
>She shrugs, as well as a pony can.
>”I dunno. But this is fucked, man. You can’t just roll over and let Jacob win.”
“You think I don’t realize how fucked this is? I have to hand her over to a guy I know for a fact is going to rape her; you think I don’t realize that? You think I haven’t been sitting here for the last six hours trying to think of a way to prevent this?”
>”And?”
“And I have nothing. We can hide her on the ship. We get lucky, she stays for one day. Then the police come, I lose my license, I lose you, and if you’re lucky, you get bought by Jacob and spend the rest of your life as a broodmare."
>”Not exactly something I want.”
“I could simply not call into port, or sail up the coast a little, but then we run into the same problem except now I’m harbouring a fugitive, look guilty as fuck and we’re still going to get caught.”
>”What about, I dunno, running away?”
“How long do you think we can survive away from port? We barely have enough fuel to get back; even less with Fluttershy throwing us off track.”
>Dash takes a deep breathe.
>”So what do we do?”
“Stick to the plan. Get you ‘obedient,’ trade you away for Fluttershy. I mean, if that’s still what you want.”
>Dash looks uncomfortable.
>”Yes. I’m still willing to take that bullet.”
“So that’s that.”
>”Yea. Nothing we can do.”
>The sun was setting by the time you got back to land.
>Even from a distance, you could see him waiting for you.
>What looked like police officers next to him.
>Jacob.
>You swallowed.
>Damn ponies. They always made things more difficult.

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>>28413514

I considered saving this part for the next time Shinyfag posts, to try and alleviate the shitposting, but fuck it. You guys made a general, you can drown in the shitposting.

Anyway, that's where we'll end it.
How will Jacob react? What will happen to Fluttershy? Who is Anon's mysterious partner? Where is Twilight? We will probably never know.
Good night.

Corona getting shocked on the teats when?

>>28413520
>angrily
>rape
>Sunny Smiles
>somewhere in New England, living the life of luxury as a defector

I'd like to think most of us would be like shiny's owner. Demanding discipline and respect but not to the point we ignore our ponies physical and emotional well being. He seems like a very fair master but doesn't go head on into fedora tipping white knight mode. You can love your ponies and still demand their respect and expect them to earn their keep.

>>28413939
>Sunny Smiles
>Not Raul

Sunny ain't even a companion.

>>28413995
Your talking about 4channers. I doubt most of us have that kind of patience. I know I would have lost my temper and whipped shiny's ass with the belt for intentionally pissing on the floor, and probably lost him and Corona both as a result.

>>28413520
Dont you DARE quit on me, mister!

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>>28414053

It was a joke.
We will probably find the answer to, at least, two of those questions.

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Continuing from http://pastebin.com/Fzp7Tpnd

>You get out, and stretch a little bit.
>Time to stuff everyone into your truck.
Right, time to figure out how we ride up the river to where we put in. You're allowed to ride in the bed of the truck here in Utah. So, who wants where?
>Incog speaks first.
>"Shotgun!"
Alright then, you're up front.
>Next is Cadence.
>"I think I'd rather be in the cab."
Sounds good.
>Then, Ling.
>"Oooh, bed of the truck! That sounds different. Me and Anon want to ride in the back, right Anon?"
>The other anon shrugs.
>"Whatever you want, bugbutt."
>Rainbow Dash follows.
>"Yeah, I think the back sounds pretty awesome."
ALright then, Maud, you gonna ride in the cab then, I take it?
>"I guess so. It's what I'm used to."
>With that worked out, everyone piles into your truck, and once everyone is comfortably in place, you head back across the river, onto the little state highway that runs along the mighty Colorado.

>>28414087

>The two lane road runs parallel to the river, which itself runs down a fairly narrow, high sided canyon.
>Nothing as impressive as the Grand Canyon, but it still makes for a nice scenic drive.
Alright, everyone, spoiler alert. To the left of us is the stretch of river we are gonna be going down.
>Incog looks across the front of the truck, towards, the river, and in the rear view mirror, you can see Cadence and Maud trying to get a look too.
Like I said before, it's gonna mostly be a pretty easy ride down the river. None of the rapids are terribly harsh.
>You continue driving up the river, following the entrenched meanders.
Oh yeah... Generally, the only places you are gonna find the rapids is where another stream enters into the main river.
All those extra boulders and shit getting dumped in is what makes the water rough.
>Incog speaks.
>"Neat."
>Everyone else continues to look out the window at the barren red canyon.
>In the rear view mirror, you can see Rainbow Dash, Ling, and the other Anon seemingly engaged in active conversation.
So, uhh, having fun traveling around, Cadence?
>"It's far better than what I had been doing before, and I feel like I'm doing good in the world now with Anon."
>She pauses for a moment.
>"Even if he is a bit strange."
>You nod.
>As you drive, Maud and Cadence begin a little more small talk.
>You don't pay much attention to it, as the terrain and twisting road require it.

>>28414087
Oh shit nigga

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>>28414093

>After about half an hour, you reach one of the places where you can easily put in upstream.
>Hittle Bottom.
>Turning off the main road onto a dusty gravel road that shortly opens up into a parking lot, you arrive to see not many other's parked here yet.
>From here you should be able to get back to town at a reasonable hour, and you won't miss much by not going all the way up to Dewey Bridge.
>After stopping the truck near to the beach for putting in rafts, you shift the truck into park, and speak.
Alright, ya'll. Let's get out, and get ready for a day of fun in the sun, on the river.
>Everyone else jumps out of the truck, and begins to unload all the heavy equipment for the day.
>The raft, the safety equipment, the food, the drinks...
>All of it is unloaded.
>Everyone in your motley party seems to be getting along, making small talk, and having a genuinely good time.
>Soon enough, all the necessary stuff for the day is out of the truck, and on the raft, which is ready to be pushed into the river.
>After moving the truck into a more long term parking position, you return to everyone, and the raft.
>Maud speaks up.
>"I think everyone is ready to go, Anon."
>Cadence chimes in as well.
>"Yeah, all our stuff is in the raft, everyone has their life vest."
>Everyone seems quite excited to get going.
'Kay then. Lets get the raft pushed a little more into the water.

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>>28414101

>Following your direction, more of the raft is pushed into the mighty Colrado River.
>Once most of it is pushed in, and enough that you can finish it by yourself is left, you command the rest of your party.
Aight, ya'll get in, and I'll do the last shove. Then we can get going.
>The ponies and other humans jump in, and you do the last shove, moving the raft completely into the water, getting wet up to your knees before you jump into the back of the raft.
>Once in place, you grab your oar, and take your place, steering the raft into the current running down the middle of the channel.
>Everyone else looks rather excited, enjoying the sensation of the boat moving under the power of the river, as you being your journey of the day.
>Rainbow Dash speaks up.
>"Can we get out of the boat? This river looks pretty awesome."
If you want, you can get out and swim near the raft if ya'll want to. I'll let you know before we get to anything rough, and you'll want to get back on the raft.
>With that, Rainbow Dash leaps into the air on her wings, before dropping into the water from a decent height and letting out a mighty battlecry.
>"Cannonball!"
>Maud stands up, looking over the edge of the raft before jumping in herself.
>The sun is making it a little bit warm down here in the valley, compared to the chilly heights of the nearby mountains.
>Cadence also takes a look over the edge, before also deciding to enter the river.
>Incog is just laying down, hands behind his head, relaxing as the boat gently rocks.
>Ling is looking at the other Anon, worriedly.
>The other ponies already in the water, swim around, giggling happily, enjoying the cool water of the Colorado.

Sadly, that's all for now. I need to do further editing on what I have from this point. But hey, something.

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>>28413995
I'd probably be the one owned instead of owning, but I like to think if I was an owner I'd be that fair.

>>28414111
Thanks for the update man, great to see you back

>>28414111
comfyyyyyyy

>tfw you will never drink Corona's bath water

I'm curious what would have happened if shiny would have ACTUALLY ran away when his master kicked him out

>>28413520
thanks

Your troublesome stallion has just run into the house shouting that a griffon came in and took his mare friend away. You know that most griffons have gone feral since being brought over from Equestria, but quite a few have been given a collar and work to discharge the burden of uplifting their world.
What do you do?
You aren't sure that you paid off all your ponies, and you know that the paperwork probably wasn't filed in time for your recent purchases.

Beat the pony.

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>>28413520
>>28414111
>Soooo much green.
>You all posted while i was alsleep
>Time for work.

I'll just have to catch up later.

>>28413514
>>28413520
I like this story.

He's going to at least talk to the guy about what he's been doing with Fluttershy, right?

>>28413995
>>28414020
I would have made Shiny clean up his own piss.

>>28415027
>make a male clean anything
then what the fuck is Corona for?

>>28415305
Sexual

>>28413520
>>28413520

Thank you for the long-awaited update of your story, now that you mention why it all happened can not help but recall briefly part of Fallout: Equestria, with regard to the vision of Celestia and Luna to his people, but even you have not said what happened to Applejack, Rarity and Pinkie Pie.

>How will Jacob react?
-Jacob surely be furious but hidden under a facade of good manners and a smile, while waiting for the arrival of Anon accompanied by police officers.

What will happen to Fluttershy?
-Use your imagination

Who is Anon's mysterious partner?
Spike

Where is Twilight?
-In some government facility being studied or in a prison in Guantanamo

this thread needs to be more edgy.

>>28415691
but I like comfy

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>>28413506
>>”Not…not since…”
>>She mumbles away.
What did she mean by this?

I'm going to be posting a rather, err, edgy story on her later today, at least the beginnings of one. No guro or rape or anything, but it's going to be a little rough. I hope you guys will find it fitting for the thread.

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>>28414752
No, love the pony.

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>>28413480

>>28413520
I don't know if I missed it or it hasn't been brought up, but why wouldn't the Equestrian Beacon not be behind a generous amount of steel, concrete, and lots of men with lots of guns?
Why give your only means of travel to the leader of the world you're planning to fuck up?

>>28416368
You see, the leaders of the world were going to do that, but then they decided, 'ehhhhh' and just didn't.

Turning Point

>It’s not like you are opposed to disciplining ponies
>Sometimes, they act out of line
>An increase in quota for that pony, sometimes a few lashes of the whip… it was all useful

>Severe offenses were a little harder for you to deal with, though
>You didn’t like the whipping post, you really didn’t
>watching the pony being tied up while he or she cried, asking for mercy
>and then, the cracks of the lash across their backs while they howled
>it made you feel a pain in your gut
>but at the very least, you knew that had earned it.

>But that wasn’t the thing you hated most of all.
>Mares and stallions, they knew their place
>The headmaster really never tried to overwork them, even gave them some days off every once in a while
>let them have some fun, play some games outside
>but there was a time and place for that
>and after curfew, 10:30 pm, was not the time for that

>That’s why, when you and your partner had spotted that young filly outside after midnight, your heart had stopped.
>Had you been alone, it wouldn’t have been a big deal
>At least, not to you
>You would have chided the young pony, warned her never to come out at this time again
>maybe given her a hard shake to scare her, and then escorted her back to her house

>but you had a partner, tonight
>and he was your superior
>and while the ponies respected you, knew you actually looked out for their welfare
>they feared him.

>>28416522
>you are several steps away when the filly emerges from around the corner of a house
>ears perked up, on high alert
>body low to the ground as she snuck
>you and your superior officer spotted her first
>by the time she sees you, yelps, and tries to scurry away, it was too late
>your partner gives chase, with you following behind at a half-hearted pace
>feeling sick to your stomach when he gets a hold of her tail, yanking her back
>the little filly cries out in distress and pain
>she flops onto her belly, a show of submission, but your partner doesn’t care
>he drags her roughly over the ground, and grabs her mane tightly

>you catch up to him, and stop at his side
>the filly sobs as the other man turns her head around to look at him
>her hooves are barely supporting her on the ground as he keeps her held up by her mane
>the filly, who you can now see is a little unicorn, yelps with pain
>and now that he sees the little horn on her head, you flinch as he takes a tight hold around it to keep her head still as he stares into her eyes
>you watch from a short distance, feeling a rush of fearful adrenaline in your system as you see her crying
>your superior officer’s nose is nearly touching hers when he finally speaks
>his voice lowered menacingly
>“You’re out after curfew, little missy.”

>the relish in his voice, the terror in her eyes
>you want to stop this
>this other man, he’s not like you
>you know his reputation
>and now, this was your first time seeing it in person

>>28416529
>he gives her a shake with the hand he has holding onto her violet and navy blue mane
>in the dim light, you notice a little highlight of pinkish red through it
>as well as on her tail
>it’s a little darker compared to her light purple coat
>her rear hooves are shivering
>her voice is a low whimper
> “I’m, I-I’m sorry, mmmaster, sir…”

>WHAP!
>You close your eyes and flinch when you hear his hand smack her sharply across the face
>she squeals, and hiccups with a sob
>when you open your eyes again, your partner’s face is touching hers, now
>you can also see the red mark emerging on her cheek
>but there’s nothing you can really do, but watch
>he sneers at her

> “What are you doing out this late, hmm? Answer me!”

>The unicorn shudders with fear, and she flinches as much as his grasp will allow
>She starts to stutter out her answer, tears streaming down her face
> “I-I was, going to my coltf-friend’s house, m-master…”
>She winces immediately, expecting to be hit again

>WHAP!
>same cheek
>she gasps, and a broken moan escapes her mouth
>she tried to look away, but he forces her head straight again
>he tilts his head, narrowing his eyes

>>28416540
> “Oh, really? Well, that’s an interesting story, missy. Because after that escape attempt last week, guard policy states that after midnight, we guards are to treat anyone caught outside of their homes, for any reason, as attempted escapees. And right now,” he taps his wrist with one hand while the other hangs onto her horn, “It’s 12:05. And do you know what that means?”

>Her eyes go wide at the same time as yours
>all of a sudden, you stop breathing
>No.
>No, he wasn’t. He wasn’t saying… he couldn’t be…

>The miserable, and now terrified, filly’s mouth falls open
>and fresh new tears come pouring out of her eyes
>she opens and closes her mouth, but stifled breaths are the only things that come out
>he smiles wickedly

> “It means, little filly, that you’re a fugitive. And do you know what happens to fugitives?”

>No, no no no, oh god no!
>your fists clench, and your teeth grind together
>you start to speak up
> “Uhh, uh, Rodge, shhhe’s only a fi…”

>but he ignores you
> “Come on, sweetheart, tell me what happens. I know you know.”

>she trembles, and begins to sob without restraint
>she folds her hooves together in front of her
>catches her own tears in her gaping mouth
> “W… wwwh-whip-p-ping…”

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what if your mare gets off to her punishments

>>28416548
>that’s it
>you can’t take it anymore
>you step forward, and let your voice be heard

> “Come on, Rodge… she’s a filly, sir. A filly…”

>You watch as his eyelids lower
>like the words you just said are a minor annoyance
>then, he finally turns his head away from the utterly terrified girl
>he speaks with a condescending tone

> “Yes, she is. And last I checked, Anon, the code of law here doesn’t have any clauses in it exempting fillies from deserved consequences. Or am I wrong? Hmm?”

>you look back and forth between him, and the quivering filly in his grasp.
>she’s going limp, and crying freely
>and now, her life is literally in your hands

>your mind tries desperately to think of something to say
>as he fixes you with his eyes
>as you stare into the face of… of…
>Evil.

>and the clock starts ticking
>Tick, tock, tick, tock...

>>28416552
Punish her by withholding spanking?

>>28416817
>"You better shape up, mare, or you'll only get TEN lashes instead of TWENTY FIVE!"
>she sobs and wails
>"NOOOO! MASTER, WHYYYY!?"

>>28416556
Shoot that faggot in the kneecaps, pick up filly, then 360 out of there.

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>>28414111
AYYYY geologist Maud writefag is back. Hope you hang around for a while

>>28416847
There's no way he'll just let Rodge(?) Get away with doing that. If he's good at all, he'll do something.

Me? I'd fucking kill the guy.

>>28414078
Not that anon but.
jezus christ dude. That was legitimately scary.

>>28414111
Great return!!, great green!!, great images!!!!

>slave mare is sleeping on your lap while you pet her
>whimpers and shivers
>poor thing is having a bad dream
>snuggle mode activated
>mutters "love you, master" groggily as she squirms into your embrace

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>>28415919
Is foreshadowing. There's been a lot of it recently. You're smart, I think you can figure it out.

>>28416368
I'd explain, but I legitimately think it'd spoil the surprise. You'll just have to wait. It'll be explained, maybe not in the next update, but probably the next.

How would thunderlane act if you decided to him as the preparation and delivery service for Dorner Kebabs, complete with extra white sauce to all those uni blokes?

What about Spitfire being used to keep Halal hot dogs warm for serving on Saturday outside the mosque?

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>>28416522
>>28416529
>>28416540
>>28416548
>>28416556

Fuck You you damn scum son of bitch!!!
Fuck you FOREVER!!!

>>28415919
>>28417278
PURGE

>>28416847

Go with the owner and report the abuse of authority by your superior, worse than slaves escaped slaves are too injured to work, they cost time and money in their pockets

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>When your new master gives you a bath and doesn't want to give you that hot monkey dick

>>28416556
Don't whip the filly!

>>28416556
A filly does not have the mental competency to understand their actions.
Thier parents do and are their care takers.
Ah but wait, a slave can't be a caretaker, a slave doesn't have that right.
We are their caretakers, and as you are ranking officer tonight, that makes you responsible.
Thus, you must be whipped, sir.

>>28417467
I doubt she actually wants a dick inside her right now, especially since her flanks have been whipped so badly.

Assuming you're talking about ANL

>>28417278
my guess is twilight is dead,

>>28417572
It's spelled 'anal,' bro.

>>28417630
"A New Landscape"

>>28417649
Well, I suppose it will be when you're done with her.

>>28417010

I'm always here. I just don't always post.

You can always come poke me on IRC, or summon me by mentioning me in this, or a few other select threads.

http://pastebin.com/HLGkgQgY

>when you return, you find that Corona has not only finished her meal, but has managed to wash, dry, and put away all the dirty dishes without you ever having asked her to
>she's now laying on the floor next to your recliner
>her head perks up when she sees you, and she sits up on her haunches
"Hey girl," you say with a sigh, flopping down into the chair next to her and turning on the Tv
>you idly reach over and start scritching her ear as you flip through all the channels
"I appreciate you cleaning up. Thank you."
>you're somewhat shocked to feel the mare leaning into your hand as you scratch
>her front hooves leave the ground as her head tries to follow your hand when you eventually pull it away, causing her to nearly lose her balance
>you turn off the TV with an aggravated grunt, eventually giving up your search for entertainment for the evening
>instead, you turn your attention to Corona
"I thought you didn't like being touched by humans, mare?"
>"nosir... I usually don't" she says. "You told me I was going to have to get used to it though, Master, so I'm trying..."
>you look down at her with a warm smile
"Good girl, Corona."
>she returns your smile with a faint one of her own
"I like seeing that."
>she tilts her head
>"Seeing what, Master?"
"Seeing you smile like that. Makes me feel like maybe all of this isn't a complete waste of time after all."
>you let out a forlorn sigh, reaching down and stroking her mane and neck
>she trembles ever so slightly for a few moments as you touch her, but eventually relaxes into your ministrations
>"f...forgive me if I'm out of line Master, but... is... is there something you'd like to talk about? You seem kind of sad..."
>you shake your head
"Nothing that won't work itself out over time, Corona. Don't worry about it. Hey, how are your hindquarters feeling?"
>"I'm not in pain, Master, if that's what you're asking. I'm pretty close to being completely healed, I think."
"I'm glad."

>>28417942
>"h..how is your hand feeling, Master? I'm sorry I bit you so hard..."
"It'll be fine. I'm not gonna bother seeing a doctor about it unless it feels like it's getting infected or something. And you don't have anything to be sorry about, you did exactly what I asked you to."
>you pat your lap, and without a word she climbs up onto you as you kick out the foot rest once more
"I want to ask you something."
>"yessir"
"Answer me honestly, too."
>"...yessir"
"Can you ever be happy as a slave?"
>she hesitates and you feel her begin to tremble
"Shh, shh," you say, wrapping your arms around her in a gentle hug. "I'm not going to be mad if you say no."
>she shakes her head
>"n...nosir. I want to be free..."
>her words are spoken barely above a whisper
>somehow you expected that answer
>"but..."
>she sighs, looking away from you
"Go on, Corona, speak freely."
>"Being free here isn't the same as being free back in Equestria... it's dangerous. Very dangerous. At least, for a pony on the run it is."
>she rests her head on your chest
>"I'm not going to run away from you, sir, if that's what you're wondering."
"Ever?"
>she shakes her head slightly
>"nosir... I might be a slave but at least I'm safe here. I'm starting to realize that. I don't think prince Shining Armor understands how bad it can get out there on your own... he never would have behaved that way if he'd experienced some of the things I have."
>she shifts her position so that she can look into your eyes
>"You... you don't seem like the other humans I've met in my life. None of them have ever cared how I felt or if I was in pain... if I was hungry..."
>she starts to tear up
>"all the others... all they ever cared about was how they could use me to make money."
"You're not here to earn me a profit, Corona. You and Shiny are here to help me turn this place into a home I can be proud of."
>"I know, Master."
"I want you to think of it as your home, too."
>she falls silent, squirming a bit in your arms

>>28417948
>"B...but it's not, sir... Equestria is my home... I'll never forget that as long as I live."
>you sigh, pulling her tight against your chest, feeling a slight dampness begin to soak through your shirt, suddenly realizing there are silent tears streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto you
>"I'll never stop wanting to go home..."
>a gasp catches in her throat, and she bites her lip, closing her eyes tight
>her best efforts to suppress her emotions fail, and soon her whole body is quaking
>you gently run a hand up and down her back
"It's okay. Let it out," you softly whisper to her
>and with those words, the mental and emotional dam breaks, the mare collapsing into you, pressing her face into your chest and letting out deep, agonized, heaving sobs
>"I w..w..w..wanna g..go..o..o.. HOOOOOOOOOO-HOO-HOOOOMMMMEEE"
>her wailing doubles in intensity, her voice increasing in pitch at least an octave as she coughs and sputters, choking on her words
>"I WANNA GO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME!" she screams into your chest, writhing around as though someone is dripping molten lead all over her body and she can't escape it
>you begin rocking in the chair, tightening your grip on her, placing your chin on top of her head
>there's nothing you can say to her
>she's probably never been allowed to express her pain so freely before
>and it shows in the intensity of her cries
>her muzzle is pressed into you so tightly that you can't make out anything else she says
>she doesn't stop muttering incoherently for several minutes though
>amidst the muttering, stammering, hyperventilating, and high pitched squeals you're able to make out a few words here and there

>>28417960
>"Home" is one that's repeated several times
>"Mommy"
>"Daddy"
>she's far from a young filly, but you suppose it's not really that uncommon for even a grown person - or pony for that matter - to call out for their parents in such an extreme state of disorientation and distress
>your shirt is completely soaked in tears and mucus, and her face and muzzle are smeared and matted with it, her eyes red and bloodshot
>this continues for what feels like an eternity, her voice going hoarse, coughing fits nearly making her throw up
>eventually though, every last spare iota of energy in her body has been spent, and the mare lets out one final desperate groan before falling asleep in your arms

>>28417971
This is shit. Kill yourself.

>>28418042
Fuck off
>>28417971
Keep going this is too good

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>>28417942
>>you're somewhat shocked to feel the mare leaning into your hand as you scratch
>>her front hooves leave the ground as her head tries to follow your hand when you eventually pull it away, causing her to nearly lose her balance
How adorable.

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>>28417971
my soul

>>28418098
This anon sure does like to pet his ponies, doesn't he?

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>>28418418
Who doesn't?

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>>28418426
I know I sure do.

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>>28418441
The ponies like it too.

>>28418426
>>28418441
Cute

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>>28418454
Just look how happy she is.

>>28418469
>you will never pet or hug a cute little mare
It hurts to live

>>28417971
Man. Corona's gonna be devastated when anon whips her and she realizes that he's not so different from her previous master after all.

>>28417971
Stop fucking writing. You suck nigger tits.

>>28418712
fagfag

>>28418712
Wtf?

He's bretty good. Why you so abusive?

>>28418732
His name is FagFag, and he has been doing this for the last few threads because the story has a stallion in it.

Basically, he's a barely functioning autist.

>>28418732
Because he's a fucking faggot.

>>28418728
>>28418732
>>28418767
>>28418778
Death to fag enablers.

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>>28418767
Seems to be a lot of those around these days.

If only there was some kind of... solution.

>>28418809
Go back to Westboro Baptist

>>28418767
What's wrong with stallions?

>>28418809
There is nothing wrong with wanting to pummel your stallion slaves boi pucci while slapping his ass.

Faggot.

>>28418767
Uhhh Corona is a mare I thought

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>>28414187
>that pic

>>28417971
Poor Corona.I just wanna tear her intestines out through her pussy.

>>28417960
>BAWWWWWWWW I WANNA GO HOME BAWWWWWWWWWWW
Jesus Christ this bitch is annoying.

>>28418875
Did you not read literally any other part of the story? He owns Shiny.

>>28418469
Holy fucking yaoi hand syndrome.

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Well, at least we hit 100 posts before Fagfag showed up this time. That's progress, right?

>>28418941
I wanna use vinyl scratch as a toilet and a fuck toy

>>28418914
Who?

>>28417948
>>28417960
>>28417971
Really sad, thanks !!iopb

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>>28418952
Do not sexualize the wubhorse.

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>>28418959
Nigga read the damn story.

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>>28418938
At least they're trying!
But they are pretty bad.

>>28418973
Don't. It's shit.

>>28417971
Maybe someday they can work towards setting up a little community of rescued Equestrian's on his land. Over the years after tending to the land and fixing things up, collecting abused and neglected ponies and letting them set up their own little place on the farm so to speak.

>>28418980
Do. It's okay and what else are you gonna do?

>>28418972
A man does as he pleases with his property.

>>28418991
Just "okay" eh?
Meh. Don't really have the time to waste on something mediocre.

>>28417971
Anon needs to tell that mare he loves her right fucking now.

>>28419008
I don't really care, do what you want nigga.

>>28419008
It's not mediocre. It's really good.

>>28419028
Don't actually do this. That would come off as really awkward and sudden.

>>28419040
Lies.

>>28419042
But it's pretty clear anon loves his little ponies. He was scared to death that shiny was going to actually run away and now he's comforting Corona. He constantly shows them both affection in the form of petting. "I love you"doesn't have to mean "I want to fuck you. "

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>>28418418
Can you blame him? Ponies are cute and soft wee little beasts.

>>28419070
He's had them both less than 2 days. They need more time to bond before anon breaks out the "L" word.

>>28419070
I think 'I care about you' would be much more appropriate than 'I love you' at this point. He's had them both for less than a week, too soon.

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>>28418993
Please do not urinate on the DJ!

>>28419094
He already said this to Shiny.

>>28419104
Mare will drink her master's piss
Or else she gets the fucking whip

>>28419094
Anon sure shows a lot of affection toward them only knowing them for two days. Why is that?

>>28419142
He loves them already. Some people form bonds of affection really fucking fast. I think it's sort of implied in the story that anon is a lonely fellow, too.

>>28419142
Because they're adorable little ponies that are starved of affection and need kindness to heal from the horrors they've faced.

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>>28419117
Well, mare is for whipping. I can't argue that. It all checks out.
Enjoy your new toilet slave.

>>28419158
This, plus it'll get them used to human touch and human presence being associated with things other than beatings and maltreatment.

Is there actually any story that contains rape?

>>28419223
Corona gets violently raped in the Shiny story.

>>28419229
Really?

>>28419142
Are you saying you wouldn't immediately love your little pones from the moment they became yours?

>>28419223
Anytime anyone suggests rape the entire thread collectively tells them to fuck off to SiM. It makes me sad

>>28419237
No.

>>28419253
Hugging and petting a mare against her will is rape, anon.

>>28417971
Being such a whiny little bitch makes me just want to see her getting hurt in the cyoa even more.

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>>28419268
OH FUCK

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>>28417971
dammit now you got ME crying.

>>28418978
>>28418938
at least poner is top cure

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>>28419295
poor little mare

>>28417971
while pones and cute stories I can just ignore it, I do have to wonder if anyone ever falls asleep after crying hard enough. it seems like the kind of thing that would make falling asleep very very difficult

>>28419393
I imagine the whole chest heaving, body wracking sobs would get pretty exhausting after a while.

>>28417960
>>"I WANNA GO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOME!" she screams into your chest, writhing around as though someone is dripping molten lead all over her body and she can't escape it
thats a pretty apt description, of even the simulated feeling of being trapped, you can't get away, you can't return back to where it's safe. very intense imagery there.

>>28418989
>Ponies set up their own little town
>Start working together to pay back this Anon for all the kindness he's showed them
>It turns into that feelsy short story of the pony town who all come back for their anon
>Shining and Corona are there when he passes away

>>28419423
I need it.

>>28419142
hes a predator, predators often treat younger cuter animals with affection via licking, petting, hugging, and, well, kidnapping. assuming they don't eat it of course.

its normal for us to be inclined to pet and infantilize cute creatures like these even if they are ostensibly our equals

>>28419280
giving fagfag a run for his money?

>>28419406
they also stuff you up like crazy and get you emotional though. two things that keep you awake

>>28419393
I've had some bad nights that felt similar to the description of Corona's fit but afterwards I didn't fall asleep right away. I just sort of lay there emotionally drained and sobbed more quietly for a bit before eventually calming down and then passing out slowly over time. So it feels unrealistic to me but that doesn't mean it couldn't happen.

>>28419500
It's happened to me quite a few times. Especially when my mom died. Cried until I puked, passed out shortly afterward. I've felt that feel Corona's feeling and it's no fun.

>>28419543
That sucks man.
The saddest I've ever been I kept passing out in between crying on my couch with the TV on. I couldn't care enough to mess with it and for some reason the channel just kept marathoning Despicable Me 2. I completely lost track of how long I was even sobbing/passing out for because every time I woke up it was at a different part and the marathon went for at least 6-8 runs of that damn movie. I would watch it while disoriented and then the choking sadness would start welling up again and the cycle continued.
Crying fucks you up.

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>This pin. Two ponies. This is gold. Two more ponies. He would have given me two for it, at least one. One more pony...

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>>28417971
I wish I could go home...
Thanks, Shiny-anon.

>>28417948
>"Being free here isn't the same as being free back in Equestria... it's dangerous. Very dangerous. At least, for a pony on the run it is."

...are you sure you're not peering into my head? Because this exchange actually fits quite well with something that's going to come to light in the next bit.

Also dayum, that breakdown. Poor Corona's still on the emotional roller-coaster.

>>28419393
You don't generally fall asleep while actually crying, but stop crying and fall asleep shortly thereafter. You just never remember that intermediary bit because you're so drained coming down off of the emotional hit of whatever made you cry that hard.

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>>28419251
Well that's what SiM is for, and this is the 'mostly comfy' thread, right?

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>>28419835
>7
Have the xkcd background edition of that pic.

>>28419461
This. Even to our own young. My mom used to pet me to sleep when I was a kid. I'd have trouble otherwise. Tfw even now I immediately relax enough to almost fall out of a chair if someone pets me.

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mfw no apple horse today. Well maybe tomorrow. gnight

>>28416556
Is this baby slave twilight? Why would she have to sneak out at night to visit her coltfriend? Did those slaver bastards split up her family and put Shining Armor in a different house?

I bet they did it on purpose to protect her from her sexually abusive brother. Her owner is Chris Hanson and wants to protect all the little fillies from the dangers of sexual predators.

Whipping is okay though, just not rape. I hope Twilight gets whipped until her spine is showing.

>>28417730
heh....

>>28420867
>spine is showing

Wtf nigga you fucked

>tfw you will never be covered in a sad little slave mare's snot

>>28421261
Wait, that's the part that's too much? Incest and Chris Hanson are fine, but whipping a slave with the intent to cripple or kill her isn't?

>>28419856
are you the slaveventure guy?

>>28421754
what made you imply that? his whole post was fucked.

>>28419856
Hivemind gets shit done.

Don't die little thread

>>28412563
I really like this art. Who is the artist?

Corona getting her teats shocked and pissing herself when?

>>28422761
Corona getting her bladder shocked and milking herself when?

So, what about playing with a slave in a rather grim, but intentionally over the top manner, where they think you have become like just any other. So you go to show her just how much you can be like any other, but playfully.
Downside, she thinks its for real and things get out of hand, eventually leading to her attempting suicide by ripping out her fetlocks.
How do you try and comfort her?

>>28422840
70 lashes and a week in the slave box.

>>28422888
stop it

>>28412563
>tfw no flutterslave
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0DFEE4f8o9E

>>28422950
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA TOPKEKTOPKEKTOPKEK

>>28413367
>>28422950
I didn't know I needed this until now

>>28422840
That sounds stupid, and you're stupid for thinking it.

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>>28422950

Anyone here has tried free cities?

It is basically a slave rpg text based game with a lot of extreme shit.

You can pick a lot of ways to become the highest slave master, from selling your slave's milk in a dairy to lobotomize them and turn them into sex dolls and put them into an arcade OR be a lovely master that makes their slaves pregnant.

>>28423546
I'm not interested in non-pony slaves.

>>28423574
Was mentioning it so maybe some writefags could gather up and mod it to turn it into a pony slave text-based game desu

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>>28423546
Can you weaponize the slaves and/or their milk and/or their children?
I'm not interested in things I can't weaponize.

>>28423625
You can weaponize your base by selling the milk, inject slaves with Hormones to turn them into literal cows, then you can spent that money into your Society to accept that slaves are only meat stock.

I believe you can acquire mom/daughter slaves to activate special actions.

>>28422950
This is a guy right?

>>28423751
no
its not
she very much so has a vagina

>>28422950
Starts sounding like leafy at the end.

>>28423763
But it sounds like a dude using one of those voice distortion softwares.

>>28423676
lacks the zing of quantum doberman railguns

>>28423598
I'd be interested in this but it seems like it'd be a pretty big undertaking.

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Why the fuck am I reading this...

>>28416552

Then we all win.

Where is appul?

>>28424551
Sleeping. We must summon them.

How do you punish small fillies and colts, exactly? You can't whip them, but you can't exactly lock them in a cell either. What do you do when they're unruly?

>>28425104
Punt them like a football.

>>28425104
for minor offenses, light spankings
for more serious crimes, withhold candies
in the most serious of cases, execution of the entire bloodline

>>28425104
They get turned into soup. Cull them before they become more problems. Plenty of Romani can eat now.

>>28425104
Spanks. Exclusively.

>>28425142
Just do that to normal pones, too

>Anon leads you to a building on the outskirts of town, sunrise still several hours off. You enter the house and ascend to the second floor.
>You find another handler and their pony in a room on the south side of the building. The handler is smoking and staring out one of the windows while the pony is leaning on an MG42 in the window next to him.
>”Replacements? Good, let’s go buddy, time for a bit more sleep.” The handler notices you and Anon enter, rising from his seat.
>Anon nods at him as they pass. The pony gives you a tired nod as he passes. Anon snaps his fingers to get your attention and then points to the machine gun propped in the window.

>>28426081
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>You rub the last sleep out of your eyes and step up to the weapon. Dutifully you check the action to make sure the gun is loaded and ready for use.
>Anon adjusts the chair by the next window over and picks up the discarded binoculars.
>The next two hours pass in near absolute silence as you and Anon constantly scan the field and nearby woods for any sign of movement.
>The watch is long and boring, but you dare not move or speak for fear of Anon’s retribution for such an act.
>The sky slowly begins to show signs of light as the hours crawl by.
>Suddenly Anon stiffens beside you. Following his gaze you spot a pair of soldiers moving through the woods at a low crouch.
>Without thinking you sight in the machine gun and start to get a bead on the pair.
>”Woah. Hold a moment” Anon whispers, his hand coming into view palm open signaling you to wait.
>”Let's see what they do. Likely scouts for an attack.” Anon gets low to the window so that only the smallest part of his head is likely visible from the outside.
>The soldiers stop just at the edge of the woods and drop down to the dirt. One pulls out a pair of binoculars and starts scanning the town.
>Anon taps you on the shoulder, crouching low to the floor to stay out of sight.
>”Stay here, man your weapon. Let those two go, if you see any more kill them.” He shoulders his own gun and moves swiftly out of the room and down the stairs.
>Returning your attention to the woods you see the pair of soldiers leaving their position and darting off back into the woods.

>>28426088

>Minutes that feel like hours pass, you are not sure how long. Ten minutes? Twenty?
>Movement once again catches your eye in the woods. This time there are more soldiers. A lot more.
>You try to count but make it to thirty and give up. There are just too many of them and they are all moving.
>Anon said to fire. He would be very mad if you did not. But you don't want to take another life!
>You press your eyes shut in indecision, a grimace of anger and pain on your face. When your eyes open the soldiers are nearly at the woods edge.
>There, at the edge of the woods, stands the man you killed two days past, blue fire still streaming from his eyes.
>”Do it!” He screams at you, pounding his chest with his fists. “Shoot me!”
>You shake your head, tears streaming down your face.
>”Fucking do it you bitch! Kill me! Kill all of us!” He roars at you, voice seeming to come from everywhere.
“No….no I won’t” You whisper back.
>”Then you will die.” His response is but a whisper in your ear.
>At that moment you squeeze the trigger with your magic. The soldiers had just cleared the edge for the forest
>A torrent of bullets issues from the barrel of the MG42 and rakes the ranks of soldiers. Several men are hit with your opening salvo.
>You drag your weapon down the lines of unfortunate men. They start to take cover in the trees at the edge of the woods, some even return fire. However their position is bad, you have excellent cover in a mostly stone building while they have scant trees for protection.
>Another MG opens up from somewhere nearby, further pinning the enemies.

>>28426109

>A new noise enters the battlefield as the grown of an engine enters your perceptions.
>You weapon runs dry and you search around quickly for another belt of ammo. It is lying nearby on the floor. Grabbing it with your magic you quickly swap in a new belt and slam the bolt back home.
>As your eyes return from the weapon to the battlefield you find the source of the engine noise.
>An enemy tank has rounded the corner of the woods and is slowly rumbling towards the town.
>It barely enters your consciousness as all you care about is getting this gun firing again.
>With a squeeze of the trigger more enemies fall. You can't quite remember how many you are up to at this point, you just keep firing.
>More and more guns join yours firing out of the town towards the attacking enemy. Anon comes running back into the room, rushing towards the window.
>Peering out of the window Anon’s eyes go wide. You glance over just long enough to see the tank’s barrel pointed directly at you.
>A strong force slams into your left side and you go down hard. Half a second later the world seems to explode.
>There is a titanic roar accompanied by a tremendous shaking of the house you are in.
>You feel Anon’s body covering yours and you realize that he must have tackled you off of your post.
>Just as your ears stop ringing Anon hauls you up to your hooves again.
>”Damnit! Nearly getting us killed again!” Anon grabs you by the collar and starts dragging you bodily from the room.
>The room is a mess, building material scattered everywhere and a gaping hole where your MG position used to be.
>You get your hooves under you and follow Anon down the stairs and out the back door of the house.

>>28426115

>Peering around the corner of the building you see the enemy tank sitting in the open area between the village and the forest. With a thud its main gun fires again at one of the other MG positions.
>You can see the enemy soldiers crossing the distance quickly, moving towards you. Anon raises his rifle and fires at the oncoming hostiles, striking one in the chest.
“Where are our tanks?!” You join your rifle fire to his.
>”Give it a second!” Anon yells back.
“Give what…”
>As if in answer to your question a tank round whistles in from somewhere off to your right and strikes the side of the enemy vehicle.
>The French tank explodes, its turret thrown into the air. This causes an almost immediate reaction from the soldiers in the field.
>Dropping to the ground they seem to be looking around for the source of the attack.
>More distinctive tank fire echoes in the distance and the enemy soldiers start to retreat.
>Anon takes off down the road towards the outskirts of town. Running after him you fire a couple rounds at the retreating Frenchmen.
>You are joined at the edge of town by other ponies and handlers, all firing at the retreating soldiers.
>As they disappear into the still dark woods a cheer rises from the ranks around you.
>You join in the whooping and hollering, feeling on top of the world.
>One of the officers comes running down the line shouting orders. “Mount up! Were moving. Let’s move before they bring up artillery.”

>>28426124

>An hour later you are riding on the back of your mighty Panzer once more. The division is singing once more as you drive onwards through the French countryside.
>Spirits were high as there had apparently been no casualties in the dawn attack of the French. Only a few injuries had been sustained in the entire division.
>Anon had went to warn command about the impending attack and several tanks had apparently left from the opposite end of the town to drive around and attack the French from the flank.
>You spy Erich sitting in his command hatch, a broad grin on his face.
“You look chipper today commander” You press on your microphone.
>”It’s a good day to be in the Panzer corps.” He responds with a smile.
>”We got a pair of kills this morning!” Eckhard’s voice comes over the radio. “We now have the most kills of any tank in the unit. Though that is likely to change soon, but for now we are the leading tank.”
>”And how did you fare this morning Shade?” Erich returns his eyes to the road ahead.
>”Nightshade was the first MG to open up during the attack.” Anon casually cuts in.
>A chorus of “Well done” and “That's our girl!” issues over the radio.
>”How many did you get?!” Gerhardt adds.
“Not too sure. I was more worried about keeping up the fire than counting.” You shrug.
“I also lost count.” You blush slightly “...somewhere around twelve or so.”
>Erich rotates slowly in his hatch to look at you, eyebrows raised. Even Anon rotates from his seat to look at you, one eyebrow slightly raised.
>”Hot damn Shade. That’s impressive.” Erich says after a moment of silence.
>Your cheeks flush as you give him a sheepish grin.
>”Huh, guess nearly taking a tank shell was sort of worth it huh.” Anon’s normal scowl returns with the slightest hint of a smirk added in.

>>28426130

>The radio crackles before you have a chance to reply. “All vehicles button up! Recon reports the next town is crawling with enemies.”
>”Infantry be ready to disembark at a moment's notice. Command has instructed us to take and hold that town. For the Fatherland!”
>Erich drops down into his hatch and closes the top. The turrets side hatches close after you and Anon hand in your headsets.
>You are left alone in the loud roar of the armored column. The tanks roll off the road and out into the surrounding fields.
>The column splits in half, some going left and others right. Just as the other half of the tanks start to fade from view the town comes into view ahead of you.
>Your group of tanks takes a drive far around the side of the town, the buildings barely visible in the distance.
>Finally the tanks fan out and turn in towards the village, gunning their engines to approach at top speed.
>There is a faint glint from the town, then something glances off the tank to your left. In its passing it leaves a large dent in the upper turret armor.
>”Anti-tank gun!” An officer yells over the engine noise “Dismount! Follow the tanks in, keep close and low!”
>You roll off the back of the panzer and hit the ground with a thud.
>The tanks start a leapfrog advance, half stopping to fire once while the previous half advance. This allows the soldiers like Anon to keep pace with the armor.
>The anti-tank gun thunders occasionally until a high explosive round explodes in its vicinity.
>As you get closer machine guns open up from several of the buildings sending rounds pinging off of the armored hides of the panzers.
>This was certain to be a much tougher fight.

>>28426139

Thats all for tonight lads.

Paste updated. http://pastebin.com/WBvk1Az2

Likely an update tomorrow night and tentatively a big update on Saturday.

>>28426149
I like it.

>>28412563

>The door closes behind you as you come home from work.
>Almost immediately, you hear the clip clopping of tiny hooves running across the wooden floor.
>Fluttershy comes into view a moment later.
>Her mane is covered in split ends, and her coat is covered in dirt, but she has a gigantic smile on her face anyway.
>You were supposed to wash her yesterday, but couldn't find the time.
>Regardless, she stops in front of you, sitting on her haunches.
>Her big ol eyes staring at you sadly.
>A leash hanging in her mouth.
>You smile back.
"What's that girl? You want to go for a walk?"
>She starts nodding furiously.
>You're still tired, but how can you say no?
>Reaching down, you grab the leash.
>She nuzzles your hand as you do, and moves onto your leg when you stand back up.
>She purrs.
>You remember there was a time when she wasn't like this.
>But you had no idea how to fix her.
>So you just took things as they came.
>Pulling yourself up, you turn around and pull the door open.
"C'mon girl, it's a good day out today."
>She keeps smiling as she trots out the door.
>It makes you happy.
>She never used to smile before you bought her.
>So at least she was kind of happy now.
>Which was better than nothing.

>>28426517
aawwwww nice and snuggly

>>28426517
Why Flutter not speak?

>>28421754
considering if you whiped till the spine was visible it'd cripple her, and if you raped someone or fucked your brother consensually, much less severe damage would occur, you would be well to understand that yes, foalcon and incest are comparably fine to murder and mutilation.

>>28426644
because horse abuse

>>28426149


Since she was born and raised to be a killer. I'm surprised she has any problem with it. Should have been stepping on bunnies and killing pow's since she was a filly.

>>28426644
I'm just the writer, I don't know! Maybe she forgot how, let's go with that.

> Ignoring her plaintive head shakes begging you to halt, your finger descends on the control stud and unleashes a new jolt into her teats.
> Head snapping back and body curving into a spine-arching arch, Corona unleashes a fresh, aching wail.
> That turns to a hiccuping, almost bouncing series of sobs as you snap the prod back and forth between her teats, each subjected to the burning touch of the current in turn.
> And yet, despite her obvious misery, Corona never once tries to kick the prod away or close her legs to protect her most vulnerable spots.
> As if she'd simply given in to being tormented.
> Or, perhaps more likely, was to addled to even give that kind of basic, instinctual response.
> Perhaps a little of both, perhaps-
> A particularly hard jerk of her muscles, and there is the soft sound of fluid spattering off hard floor and a distinctive acrid scent.
> You glance to her back and - yep, Corona had lost control of herself.
> Urine pools behind her haunches, matting her tail.
> Your nose wrinkles as you drop the prod's contacts from her heaving belly.
> The silence that fills in now that her screaming has halted at last seems to have a weight of its own.
> Turning to set the prod down on a nearby table, you catch a glimpse of Eric retreating back a step.
> He'd unfolded his arms, you realize, and taken a step towards you that he was only now drawing back from.
> If you hadn't stopped right then, he had been about to stop you himself.
> Looking back at Corona - her sides still occasionally spasming, although whether it is residual twitches of current or simply her breath catching you aren't sure - a familiar feeling twists your stomach.
> That had been wrong.
> Too much.
> Standing back, you motion to Eric.
"We'll hood her and box her. Wash her down, then leave her to recover from this for a bit."
> Nodding in understanding, he reaches out and starts to undo the clasps holding her forelegs from the bars between them.

>>28426930

> When he is ready, you take her hind legs and together lift Corona from the floor - ignoring what was running from her coat onto your hands.
> Pain reignites in your arm as you grunt and heave the pony about; even though she was smaller than the average mare, she still bore an earth pony's muscles.
> For her part, Corona is only semi-conscious, head lolling and eyes unfocused as you slide her into the box..
> The 'box' you push her into is in fact more of a trapezoid, with one full-height wall while the opposite slopes down to a barely high enough to fit a pony's head.
> Corona is carefully slid in, her forelegs folding at the 'knee' to rest on the floor of the box while her hind hooves - still anchored far apart by the bar between them - support her hips upright.
> Though that bar is fixed to a ring on the floor of the box keeping her from kicking out deliberately or not, no similar measure is needed for forehooves.
> Her own body, pressed down by the sloping ceiling of the box, would keep her from rising up on them.
> Instead she was forced to 'kneel' on them in a sharp bow, an enforced posture of submission.
> Stepping away to wash your own hands and check your bandages to make sure nothing had opened up, you simply watch while Eric drags a hose over and begins to thoroughly wash Corona down with its harsh spray.
> She gasps at the sharply cold jet, the its icy touch dragging her back to reality, but makes no protest.
> Water runs down from the box, through holes in its bottom meant to handle a prisoner within being unable to avoid relieving themselves, and from there to a drain set in the floor.
> When that is done, Eric closes a rear door and opens one on the shortened wall, reaching in with the severe bridle and snapping it into place around her head.
> The box itself was bad enough for many ponies, but Corona barely shows any sign as the blinders are slid over her eyes, bit between her jaws, and stifling cap over her nostrils.

>>28426937

> You stay just long enough to see him fixing it in place before you leave, your mind awash in uncertainties.
> Corona bitten you, yes, and needed to be punished heavily for that.
> But that last jolt - a jolt, which, if you were honest with yourself, had been delivered with a side dose of sexual molestation - that had not been a lesson taught.
> That had been personal vengeance, pure and simple.
> Had it been too much?
> Thoughts remain your own as you slip back into your manor, returning to your office and startling the unicorn quietly cleaning there.
> Dismissing her amid a flurry of hurried excuses and scented towels, you slouch down into your seat and stare at the screens of your computers.
> Eventually you force yourself to work, diverting your mind from those questions.
> Right on the top of a stack of papers for you is one that you'd been expecting but still manage to be surprised by anyhow.
> A proclamation from Cadance, declaring that an extra shift of work would be taken that Sunday to make up for lost production.
> Though your lips curl at some of the language - "the cost of our brothers' and sisters' freedom is one we must all continue to pay" indeed - the gist of it was still there.
> Well.
> It was Thursday now.
> Another day to marshal them, and you would see just how much the ponies were willing to follow Cadance's commands.
> And if they did, you force yourself to promise, they would see a reduction in their quotas to something more reasonable as well.
> Moving on from that, you throw yourself into the work with an unusual gusto.
> Emails written and sent, phone calls made, spreadsheets reviewed and sample work done.
> When dinner rolls around, you ask it be brought up to your office.
> It is, you tell yourself, so that you will not be slacking while the ponies are putting in extra hours - couldn't afford to get lazy, or all their work would go to waste and you would get nothing.
> But the truth is inescapable, even to your mind.

>>28426941

> You've not suddenly become a workaholic because of a business-sense revelation.
> You're trying to avoid thinking about the earth pony squeezed into that oppressive metal box.
> It's a lingering thought that hang over you throughout the entire night, even when you lay yourself down to bed with a mental congratulations of a day well done.
> And when it is still there first thing the next morning - literally, the first coherent thought you have on waking - you know there will be no escaping it forever.
> What you'd done was wrong, by any metric.
> Eric isn't there when you head back down into the high-risk cell block, and the man who takes his place - an unfamiliar face - is waved off with a dismissive hand.
> You'll be careful enough on your own.
> At first glance the cell appears to be empty, but the box looms in the corner it had been left - stark, grey, silent for now.
> Silent does not mean unconscious, however, and when you slide open the panel in front of her face Corona is already lifting her head.
> At some point someone had set a bowl of stew in a hollow on the box's floor, and apparently Corona's head had come to rest there once she'd emptied it.
> Bits of food cling to her muzzle and cheeks as she raises her head to stare blindly at the entrance, the bridle still in place covering her eyes.
> At least whoever'd been looking after her had taken the mask off her nostrils, making it easier for her to breath, though they'd evidently replaced the bit.
"...hello, Corona."
> Her breath quickens, head backing off from the entrance as far as she can in the tiny, confining space.
> Which is to say, virtually nowhere at all.
> Reaching in to (extremely carefully) unclip and pull the bit from between her jaws, you pull a stool over and seat yourself with a sigh.
"I suppose... I owe you an apology, of all things. Biting me wasn't the right choice, but what I did to you - hell, that wasn't right."

>>28426949

> Gesturing even though she can't possibly see the motions, you go on:
"I guess none of this has really been 'fair', has it? You being chosen out of all of them. But that, wasn't just unfair but wrong. And... I think it's been enough. Any lesson I might've had has been taught. I'm taking you out."
> She licks her lips, but it seems to be as much an instinctual reaction as anything else.
> Suddenly you feel really quite stupid.
> Talking to her wasn't going to do much, was it?
> She was obviously completely lost inside that little box.
> Not hearing a thing you say.
> Standing, you walk around to the far side of the box and open the door behind her - the only one large enough to allow her out.
> Getting Corona out is a whole different story entirely, especially since halfway through she abruptly begins to struggle.
> "No... No! No, nonono!"
> Quickly you lose control of her, and Corona's body slides from the box to land on the floor with a boneless thud.
> In a second she is curled up again, ears laid flat and tail clamped down to her haunches.
> "No more, no more..."
> Her wail is so plaintive, so heart-rending, that a moment later you find yourself squatting down beside Corona with your arms around her barrel.
"Hey, hey. Easy there, easy. Don't move, alright?"
> This touch - firm, but gentle - finally breaks through to Corona.
> She stops wriggling, but her body is no less tense.
"You're out of the box, okay? I'm go-"
> "Take her..."
> You pause, freezing.
> Had she just...?
> As if reading your thoughts, Corona repeats herself:
> "Take her. Take Merribelle. Just - no more. Celestia, Luna, help me, PLEASE!"
> Your arms are still fixed around her barrel, but you're as numb and limp as Corona is.
> She'd broken.
> Given in.
> Maybe thought she was just being taken out for another session with the cattle prod.
"Corona..."
> "Merribelle... I'm sorry, Merribelle. I'm sorry, sorry, sorry..."
> Her voice trails off to inaudible mumbling.

>>28426959

> You can't move her on your own, and there's no way Corona is moving under her own power.
> Acquiring a stretcher is easy - the broad leather cuffs intended to be secured around a pony's limbs going unused - but getting Corona up onto it requires assistance from a pair of security officers.
> Driven by some unknown sense of duty, you keep pace alongside it and wait while she is shifted onto a soft, clean medical cot before seating yourself on the edge of her bed.
"...Corona?"
> Her ear flicks.
"It's over, Corona. It's done with. You..."
> Does she know she broke?
> Remember selling out her closest friend to save herself from torture that would never come?
"...it's over."
> Though your hands stay far from her muzzle, you place a gentle one on her withers.
> Would it do any good?
> Hard to say.
> "Where..."
> Her voice cracks.
> "Where's Merribelle..."
> And now the hardest part to explain of all.
> The other reason you'd almost wished she'd hung on for just a few minutes longer instead of cracking at the last moment.
> If you'd known this was how it was going to turn out, you'd never have used her friend's name in the first place.
> Your mistake, you suppose.
"Corona... Merribelle is dead."
> You speak softly, slowly.
"She never even made it back here. She was - was sneaking around someone's house, maybe looking for food, I don't know. He said she became afraid and lit her horn against him..."
> A not impossible situation.
> Ponies fleeing their masters were always unpredictable.
> That you didn't drug away (or worse, take more permanent action against) your unicorns' magic was a mercy you'd always been proud of, but in this moment it might have been a liability.
"...well, he had a gun."
> "Y-You said - already found her -"
"I know. I..."
> Lied.
> Stupid, stupid choice!
> Another mistake made in the throes of your anger.
"...she's not coming back, Corona. I can show you the police report, the newspaper story..."

>>28426964

> The newspaper story that had humiliated you by being the first you'd heard of Merribelle's fate.
> Abruptly she shifts, head rising to point at you.
> Hand trembling, you reach out with your good arm and pull the bridle from her head - releasing her eyes from the blinders to meet your own.
> To see the truth in your gaze.
"She's gone, Corona."
> No more than two seconds pass before she collapses back to the bed, fresh tears leaking from her eyes.
> After days of you trying your hardest to work your way into your mind, you suppose, she would be able to tell when your face was not spiteful or hostile but leaden with real, honest, genuine sadness.
"That's the risk of running away. You can't look after everyone out there. Just... think about that, the next time you're planning on getting another pony to run away."
> There's no chance in reaction, her face still buried in the pillow.
> You sigh again.
"I'm releasing you back to the camp now. Back to Cadance-"
> Impossible to miss, however, is how she bristles at the alicorn's name.
"-and that's my first order to you, by the way. Any time there's a rumor of another big escape plan going to happen, you just remind them of what happened to Merribelle. I didn't kill her..."
> 'But you did by taking her out.'
> That was what you'd been about to say.
> One glance at Corona tells you that she knew it too.
> You look away, for once unsure of what to say next.

I don't have anything particularly planned at this section, so I'll open things to suggestions. General disclaimer, suggestions =/= choices, I may not accept them, and so on.

Otherwise, we'll move on to the next major choice soon enough.

>>28426969
I would say after all that, Corona should run away again the moment she's physically able to. Really drive home to Anon just how badly he fucked up by going overboard and torturing her like that. All he managed to accomplish was making her desire to get away that much more intense. With Meribelle dead and Cadance betraying her to Anon's harsh treatment, she has literally no reason to stay at this point. Also his warning to her about how dangerous it is out there does little to change her mind, she'd rather die than be subject to the whims of such a cruel master. She'll take her chances out on her own, and run as far and fast as she can.

Not before she confronts Cadance though. Cadance should know in excruciating detail how much she made Corona suffer. How badly she hurt her by betraying her - and how she'll never forgive her for what she did.

>>28427033
This sounds good enough.

>>28426969
Corona should mutter something about Anon being a coward before he leaves her there alone. One final act of defiance - a tiny victory that he allows her to have after what he did to her.

>>28427044
Not one person with a brain would do that shit, if some guy stuck your balls with a HV cattle prod till you pissed everywhere and couldn't move, then shoved you in a tiny box, would you honestly be stupid enough to shit talk to his face?

>>28427059
>would you honestly be stupid enough to shit talk to his face?

Probably. I always tend to make the situation worse when something hurts me.

>>28426969
Cadence needs to see Corona. She needs to know what she's done.

And then... maybe, just maybe, Cadence can try to make things right, even if only desperately, by helping Corona escape.

>>28426969
Damn. Poor little mare... I think the only reason I can bear to read this is because I know things get better for her and she finds a master who loves her.

Good update though. Really hoping this is a turning point for Anon, realizing that harshness and cruelty are not the way. Maybe he even feels completely disgusted with himself finally realizing how much suffering he's causing. The only way he'll earn his slaves true loyalty is by making their lives better.

>Shiny finds out his wife and daughter are being held by Corona's former master
>gets their location from her
>sets out on a fool hearted rescue attempt
>is immediately caught
>causes damage in his attempt to rescue them
>Cadance anon interrogates shiny
>finds out who his master is
>contacts him and tells him he's keeping the stallion as compensation for the damage he caused
>shiny anon tries to fight it in court
>Cadance anon has a whole team of lawyers and money
>shiny anon also is forced by the court to return Corona when the lawyers find out he has her
>Corona is sent back to her worst nightmare
>evil wins

>>28427308
>>contacts him and tells him he's keeping the stallion as compensation for the damage he caused
Yeah, I don't think so.

>>28427308
I think Corona would literally commit suicide if there was even the slightest hint she's going to be forced to go back.

>>28427342
This.

>>28427342
I sure as fuck would. Especially after finding out that there arent bad humans out there.

applefaq is kill?

The other greens are too edgy for my taste

>>28428257
the Shiny story isn't edgy

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Mare is for working all day long

>>28428257
Apple writefag here. Sorry, I've been really busy and haven't had any time to write, but I'll try to get more done tonight.

>>28428631
>tfw no masochist slave mare that requires harsher and harsher treatment in order to get off

>>28428323
True

>>28428323
It's not full on white knight either. A white knight doesn't punish ponies.

>>28428767
Dude. Shiny's "punishment" consisted of telling Anon he's his slave, and apologizing for his disrespectful attitude.

That's about as gentle as a punishment for a slave pony can possibly be.

>>28426941
>> Thoughts remain your own as you slip back into your manor, returning to your office and startling the unicorn quietly cleaning there.

The unicorn serving Anon is only a minor character or have a more active participation in future stories?

>>28428790
If you love your pony you don't dominate and humiliate them like that.

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>>28426959
>"Take her. Take Merribelle. Just - no more. Celestia, Luna, help me, PLEASE!"
>> Your arms are still fixed around her barrel, but you're as numb and limp as Corona is.
>> She'd broken.

>>28428830
The bottom line is Shiny is his slave and that situation definitely called for disciplinary action. I bet the overwhelming majority of people would have physically punished him. He intentionally pissed on the carpet right in front of Anon for fuck's sake. He's been nothing but respectful to Shiny and he's throwing it back in his face. He needed to be brought down a peg. Reminding him that he's Anon's slave, and making him apologize, injured nothing but his overinflated ego - and it was completely fucking called for.

He cares about Shiny but he's not going to be a pushover around him or Corona, nor should he be.

>>28428830
If he didn't do that, then he'd basically just have a stallion bumming out in his house doing nothing. He just got Shiny to state the facts.

>>28428861
>>28428863
Isn't the whole point of rescuing someone not expecting anything in return?

>>28428879
Anon went to the auction specifically looking for a pony slave to help him with work around his property. He wasn't there with the intent to rescue a pony in distress, he just happened to come across Shiny and feel sorry for him. He couldn't just leave him there, and I don't think many people with a conscience could either. That doesn't mean he can't expect him to work when he gets better, and that doesn't make him a jerk.

If someone saved your fucking live and gave you a place to live when you had nowhere else to go, would you really complain if they asked you to help out with work around the house/yard in exchange for them taking care of you?

>>28428898
No, if someone saved my life I still wouldn't be okay with being their slave.

>>28428912
You don't have to be okay with it, you just have to do it.

>>28428927
Saving my life does not entitle that person to owning me.

>>28428929
No, but the fact that you were legally purchased as their property does. If you're a slave, KNOW you're a slave, and know there's nothing you can do about it, the least you can do is thank whatever deity you believe in that you got lucky enough to end up under the care of a kind and caring master, and show a little gratitude.

>>28428929
this is a slavery thread, bro. In the real world, of course slavery is horrible and none of us would advocate it, but in the world of this thread, what you're saying just doesn't fit.

>>28426969
>>28427033

I agree that Corona must confront Candance all their suffering, but must do so against all ponies so they know what their "Leader" makes his subjects, Corona must speak no opportunity of excuses by the princess, that way she could release all the pain you have suffered for the loss of Meribelle and possibly decide escape on their own, dying slave or die trying to be free, that matters, she just wants to stop suffering

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>>28428943
man, if I wasn't so enthralled with this kind of talk due to how it makes me feel funny in the back, I'd consider bringing up the topic of how you're really promoting the idea of slavery as a real concept, where the slave should be greatful for the lack of abuse rather than actual positive affection. That sort of thing is known as capture bonding or stockholm syndrome, and and as off color as this post is, all I can do is squirm in my chair because I know that at least on an individual basis this behavior regiment totally works for people and can and will turn a helpless and kept person into compliant property who identifies with their captor.

>>28428974
We all know that it's not okay to enslave people. Luckily, ponies aren't people.

>>28428974
>slave should be greatful for the lack of abuse rather than actual positive affection.
But Shiny is not getting abused AND he's getting actual genuine affection from his Master.

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>>28428983
so your waifu isn't a person anon?
would you say it to her collared face?
will you tell her that she is an animal and therefore a slave? rather than simply a conquered people? That you're not legally but instead intrinsically above her?

hes not getting the respect and freedom of an equal. Petting him when he can't refuse isn't positive affection, just like saying good girl when your waifu obeys and only then is not positive affection. Slaves can definately be treated affectionately, but you can't call praise that imprisons or degrades them positive.

>>28428983
>people

Define "people"

>>28426969
>Corona runs away on her own because she's afraid of taking another pony with her again
>She was willing to have her cutie mark removed because even losing the thing that makes her herself is better than being a fugitive on the run, always fearing about having to go back

>>28427308
>Shining sets out on a foolhardy attempt to rescue Cadance
>Spying on the camp from a distance, he realizes everything he'd heard about what she was doing is true
>Mentally broken by the realization that his wife has become a collaborator
>Gets caught and interrogated
>Candyowner makes Cadance whip her own husband.
How horrifying.
They do need to meet, though.

>>28428847
And it's probably going to turn out just as good for Candyowner as it did for Bush too.

>>28429005

But he's not his equal. He CAN'T be his equal. He can't be free, either, because of the circumstances. But he does respect him and care for him. Shiny is literally in the best set of circumstances that a pony in his situation could hope to be in, and he's not really acknowledging that. Anon just wants him to understand that and stop treating him like he's the devil. He also realizes that Shiny is most likely doing this to maintain an image in front of Corona, and he has to show him that that's not going to fly - he can't have Shiny actively encouraging rebellion from a mare whose motives and trustworthiness, at this point, are still unknown.

In what way has Shiny's master degraded him or Corona? All he did was make him say that he's Anon's slave, and apologize for being so disrespectful - and even that was only after some rather extreme and inappropriate behavior on Shiny's part (peeing on the carpet? really?). Anon has gone out of his way to be kind and courteous to his two pones, and Shiny is acting like an errant child.

The way he held and comforted Corona just now? I don't care what anyone says, that's love right there. She was hurting, and he wanted to make the hurt stop. Not for his own benefit, but for hers. He genuinely cares about her physical and emotional well-being.

The only reason they wear the collar and leash or halter and lead rope in public is because it's the law. I bet if it weren't he'd be just as happy to let his pones walk alongside him without them.

He lets them call him by name in the privacy of his own home, and only insists on being called "Master" when they're in public - and again that's only because that's what society expects of him and is probably ultimately intended to prevent trouble for him and his pones.

Shiny was misbehaving and faced just consequences for his actions. It's time he settles down and accepts that his life will never again be his own to control, and recognizes that Anon is not his enemy.

>>28429001
>implying my waifu isn't humanoid

Who or who are the main beneficiaries of the invasion and conquest of Equestria?

I ask because from that response can be established why the ponies are slaves and have no rights or are treated as people

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>>28429053
> Shiny is literally in the best set of circumstances that a pony in his situation could hope to be in,
that is your own personal view, but freedom is valued differently by different people, and for shiny, your views don't necissarily matter because he is his own person and he can DECIDE for himself what he thinks is better; living life as a slave, or dying free. hundreds of Thousands of people have made that choice if not millions. Your own expectation of good behavior for the best shiny can hope for is wrong simply because you have pre-emptively decided that they can never win their freedom, despite historical evidence to the contrary. Slaves can be freed, have been. and even if they've never been, there is no intrinsic mechanism that would prevent a revolution from happening.

and you are also apologizing for anon in a way that is wrong. Anon has made it clear that the considers both of them slaves and property in the truest sence. What he decides for their relationship is in his court so not insisting on master is meangingless, it's a window dressing on the same cake, and that cake is slavery.

Shiny does not have to obey, he may choose to obey and become a good slave, but that does not make what anon has done to him defensible in any way, nor does it make this positive treatment of him intrinsically meaningful if shiny doesn't think it means much.

People will have different reactions. where it me, I probably would learn my place fairly quickly, but there is no objectivity from saying shiny is in the best circumstance. It's not only a biased point of view, but often, the owner's one, not the slave's.

>>28429081
depends on the fic
>>28429056
then why read green from this thread? afaik theres no >nohooves
slave green yet.