Slave Pony Thread #75

>>28714786
I want to be the slave of my waifu

Fuck me, Fire and Sky was a good read.
Made me all melancholic and feely.

Why do you guys have to write so gooood?

>>28714786
>Featured Story: Skittles
Why do you hurt me like this?

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Rara bump

>>28715540
>Darling?
>Once i finish you call me' Master ' pony!

>>28710560

We used to have a story called something like "sex agreement Twilight" that was roughly this. Unfortunately, writefag died.

>>28717069
There was also that one shot of that weak pre-hobo pony not being able to work the mines so she gladly got the D from her newer master and even ended up starting to get pleasure from it later down the line.

I would also like a longer story of this.

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>>28717069
>>28717167
moar

>>28717167
are you talking about the one where she was "freed" at the end and started freaking out because she didn't want to leave her master just to end up back on the streets in Equestria?

>>28705206

"So hey listen, do you mind if I bring my ponies? They're kind of itching to get out of the house and do something."
"Yeah"
"Nah, they're good"
"Yep! Just the two of them"
"Stallion and a mare"
"Definitely"
"Shit, really?"
"Alright"
"Mm-hmm"
"Oh that would be awesome, I'm sure they'd appreciate that"
"Alright man, we'll see you at 3:00 then?"
"Perfect"
"Yep, you too"
"Bye"
>you set your phone on the end table next to you, raising your arms as you stretch and yawn
>Shining just snorts and rolls his eyes when your hand returns to his neck and you continue to pet him
"So hey, Shiny"
>an ear rotates toward you but he doesn't turn his head
"Turns out my boss is coming to this little get together, so I'm gonna need you to be on your best behavior, okay?"
>"Aww. And here I was, planning on having a good old time biting and kicking everyone there and burning the place down."
"Sarcasm doesn't really suit you, you know" you deadpan

>>28717357
>"Who's being sarcastic?"
>you give a frustrated sigh
>"Well it's not like I was going to do anything to make you look bad anyway, Anon, sheesh..." he says with a gentle flick of his tail. "Can't even take a joke..." he mutters
"Mmhm. Just don't forget to call me Master while we're there, okay?"
>he grunts
>"Maybe I just won't talk at all, good little slaves are seen, not heard, right?"
"Oh come off it"
>"Yes, Master! Of course, Master! Anything you say, Master!"
>you take an ear between your index finger and thumb and begin rubbing gently
>"I'll be a good litt-- ...I hate it when you do that," he says with a shudder
"No you don't."
>"Alrightalright, you win... just... a little higher?"
>he closes his eyes and leans into your hand, stretching his front legs across your lap and arching his back slightly downward with a yawn of his own
"Awww, does Shiny-winy like his ear scritchies? Who's a good boy? Who's Master's little good boy?" you tease
>"Ugh, don't push it, Anon"
"Or what, you won't let me keep petting you?"
>"I hate you," he says with a groan
"You go right on believing that"

more to come later tonight or tomorrow

>>28717360
>not calling him 'massa' while painting his face black
Shiny isn't being sarcastic enough.

>>28717360
>more to come later tonight or tomorrow
wat da fug

>>28717360
>Pacifying the grumpapone with ear scritchies
Hnnnnng.

It's a good little show of how balanced the situation is between Shiny and Anon too - he's not happy, but he's not so stupid as to shoot himself in the foot (hoof?) by being constantly anal about it. He knows what he's got is good. Need more Shiny, desu.

>>28717639
It seems like he's only willing to accept any kind of affection from Anon when Corona's not present. I wonder why he's so insistent on maintaining his rebellious image around her.

>>28717639
I hope he remains constantly anal.
:^)

>>28717682
I hope he gets hard core anal.

>>28717531
We're entering peak season where I work. Means longer hours and shorter, more sporadic updates I'm afraid. I worked 12 hours today. I have tomorrow off though. Sundays are going to really be my only days that I'll have time for longer updates for the next few months.

>>28717848
FUG

>>28717661
It's not really that surprising. Back when Anonymous and Shiny were talking that first night, he talked about how he felt compelled to be The Captain in front of other ponies - being the ideal of the proud pony who wasn't going to just roll over in the face of slavery, something they should aspire to being. He also mentioned how much he hates collaborators, and how he was struggling with how Anonymous was making it hard to hold up those appearances.

I speculated back when we first got Corona that Shiny might turn a bit more resistant just because of the pressure to put on an exemplary appearance and non-collaborator appearance again.

>>28717848
Ouch. Sorry to hear, but glad to see you're sticking with it.

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Assert dominance

>>28698137
>>28698267
"I can't try and enforce the way ponies think, Anonymous. If they actually damage the camp, damage your property - then I can stop them. But until then, trying to dictate what they think is just going to generate more resistance."
> Anonymous grimaces, nodding.
> "Sometimes, I admit, I wonder if giving you that kind of authority this early on was a good thing... but I'll hold you to that if it does become something bigger."
"I know."
> Besides, your reputation - and neck - were already on the line with the way these rumors were heading.
> "Good. In the meantime, you're going to have to put on another performance for me."
> That... doesn't sound reassuring.
"Yes, Master?"
> "I'm going to be hosting a dinner in the near future. A meeting of several entrepreneurs like myself. You're going to be the centerpiece of my success, which means you are going to be there all night and -"
> He raises a finger to tap your muzzle lightly, provoking a mildly annoyed scrunch.
> "-on your best behavior."
"...best behavior, right."
> "They'll be looking to invest money in my activities, which is going to be awkward enough considering that stunt you pulled recently. Unfortunately, they're very insistent on the meeting and frankly I need the cash right now."
"So you're expecting me to play this as some kind of... repentance."
> "Unless you want me to have to cut off that cash I agreed to put towards your projects: Yes."
> Leaning back in his chair, Anonymous folds his arms and regards you neutrally.
> "I am, frankly, convincing them that the level of independence I've given you is a good thing. Some of them may not be inclined to be as... pleasant as I am towards you. Fortunately, as best as I can tell nobody has figured out that it was my shell company that acquired your daughter, so they can be kept well away from her."
> But would not be, the implied threat seems to say, if you would not be there to entertain them instead.

>>28717942

> "So, you'll be doing everything you can to ensure their visit is a good one."
"I will, of course. I hope none of the performance required from me will be too... wanton."
> It takes a moment for Anonymous to catch your meaning, but his own nose wrinkles and lightning sparks in his eyes when he does.
> "God, no, Cadance! I can't just whore out a random pony to a guest, even in this state."
"Thank Celestia..."
> The oath was murmured beneath your breath, but even so Anonymous catches it.
> "She's not to be thanked anymore. Her time is passed."
"...fine. What will I have to do, anyhow?"
> "Greet them at the door. Lead them anywhere they need to go. Deliver food, answer requests, tell them about what I've been doing, and generally be the picture-perfect example of an obedient slave. Oh, and I'll be have a proper outfit for you."
> Of course.
> Your mind instantly wonders what exactly what the 'proper' outfit for a captive alicorn is.
> Ignoring some of the more... licentious depictions of royals taken prisoner - a few so-called 'novels' had slipped into your reading back when you were Princess of Love - there was still something deeply humiliating about it.
"Well, it's not like debasing myself for others' enjoyment isn't a familiar order."
> "Har, har."
> Anonymous regards you with a flat gaze.
> "Just remember, Cadance, that your success is tied to the well-being of all my property."
"I doubt I could forget if I tried."
> "Hmm. Well, at least this will be off by then, so we can avoid any questions about... that."
> He gestures, indicating his bandaged arm, and make a small noise of agreement.
"Best."
> "I'll have a few profiles of the big names who'll be there sent down to you. You'd best learn them; I expect you to know each and every one in detail when they come."
"...yes, Master."
> "Back to work, then."
> That's your leave, and you're all too eager to take it.
> There are ponies out there who are relying on you.

>>28717360
Didn't this story involve ass rape at some point?

>>28717959
Not any more than having your prostate checked.

>>28717958

> Mentally occupied with scheduling the remainder of your day, you've just stepped out of Anonymous' manor and are circling around it back towards the camp when a sudden noise catches your ears sending them swivelling.
> Seconds later your brain catches it too, and you nearly plant your muzzle into the ground as the foalish squeal of laughter hits you.
> That laugh...
> It'd been so long - so incredibly long - but you could never forget her laugh.
> Not since the first day one bubbled out of her.
> Standing firmly planted in place, eyes wide and nostrils flared as you suck deep, hard lungfuls of air, you're barely aware of the trembling that's overtaken you.
> So close - your daughter must be no more than literally feet from you.
> A few steps, to peer in the windows and lay eyes on her again.
> That's all it'd take.
> That's all...
> ...no...
> Squeezing your eyes closed to curtail the tears that threaten to spill from them, you force your hooves into motion again.
> Carrying you away from the temptation - away from the hope.
> Cold logic dictates that you cannot break your oath, that much is true.
> But cold logic wrenches your heart until it aches, deep within your ribs.
> By the time you look up again, you're nearly at the 'town hall'.
> Mayor Mare calls out when you enter:
> "Ah, Your Highness! It's good that you're back; there's something here you really need to-"
> Eyes finally taking note of your lowered posture, her ears fall and tail droops.
> "What is wrong, Cadance? Anonymous did not-"
"No. No, nothing is - he didn't do anything. I did this to myself."
> Swallowing hard, you force your head to rise.
"What is it, Mayor?"
> "You..."
> Still she seems to hesitate.
"Please, Mayor. I am hurting, yes, but what better way for healing it than to help others?"
> "Not - not this time."
> Still she steps out from behind her desk, leading you into her office.
> Tapping the door lightly with a hoof, she calls in cautiously:

>>28717976
sauce

>>28717978

"Cadance is here now. Can we come in?"
> "Y-Yes..."
> The voice that answers is raw from tears and pain, but still manages.
> Cracking the door open, you're met by a white-coated pegasus - her similarly lightly hued mane plastered to her head and cheers streaked from tears.
> Thunderlane sits beside her, a wing stretched out over her back.
> She was one of the new arrivals, you thought, although you hadn't spoken to her directly yet.
> Putting on your farest smile, you lean down to nuzzle her cheek gently.
"Hello there, my little pony. I am Cadance. Can I ask your name?"
> "V-Vapor... Vapor Trail..."
> That'd definitely been her voice who'd called out.
> She's clearly been crying quite hard.
"And what can I do to help you, Vapor Trail?"
> "I'm... pregnant."
> Her simple declaration plows into your plan to comfort and calm her like a Yak set loose in a glasswares shop.
> "She came over from the medical clinic. They noticed while giving her a basic checkup, and she fled - came looking for you."
> Thunderlane's addition barely registers, but still you nod just to show him that you are listening.
> A moment later he dumbly adds:
> "She's fast."
"I... they will tell Anonymous. He will need to be told."
> "No!"
> Vapor Trail's shriek brings your ears down again.
> "No - don't tell him, please please please don't tell him..."
"I... okay. Nopony tells him right now. How did this happen, Vapor?"
> Now it is her turn to hang her head, and though she mumbles out her answer you get the gist of it.
> Coltfriend at her last owner's, a night spent together when she hadn't realized she was in season yet, sold to fund a replacement slave when her owner had realized a mouth he could not feed was on the way...
> "...if you tell the owner, he'll... he'll..."
> Here she stumbles, and you nod in full understanding.
> How many owners would abandon a slave who would soon be unable to work full time - if at all?

>>28717718
Unf

>>28717989
http://www.wikihow.com/Check-Your-Prostate

>>28718012

> Very few, you suspected, had proper nurseries for taking care of newborn foals.
> Some markets would even... stop their mares from foaling, if it would be too problematic to shift them.
> Vapor was lucky to not have suffered that fate, you thought; she was so early on into her pregnancy it must have slipped by their doctors.
> But not the pony physicians in the medical clinic here, who both knew what to look for and cared enough to actually examine her.
> Taking a place at her side opposite Thunderlane - likewise wrapping her in the comforting weight of your wing - you lean over to rest your chin atop her head.
"I have never, ever known Anonymous to be that cruel, Vapor Trail. He would not abandon you, nor would he ever allow a foal to be ended-"
> Thunderlane stiffens, Vapor Trail heaves out a fresh sob, Mayor Mare winces, and too late you realize your mistake in your estimation of the situation.
> "I can't..."
> Another cry erupts from her throat.
> "I can't bring a foal into this. I can't - can't give them this life."
> Shaking, you turn away.
> Anonymous... would not be pleased.
> He truly never had forced a pony to end their pregnancy.
> Quite the contrary, there'd always been mild encouragement for ponies to... grow the size of his property.
> Indeed, the camp's clinic did not even have the proper drugs freely stored; if a pony was endangered by their foal, Anonymous would always have the drugs released on his authority.
> And this was, strictly speaking, not a need.

...what do, /spg/?

>>28718021
escort her to the nearest staircase

>>28718020
nigger

>>28718021
>Quite the contrary, there'd always been mild encouragement for ponies to... grow the size of his property.

Let her know this and convince her to tell him herself. Maybe even offhandedly mention that Anon is now looking well after her own filly, whom also can't work at all in her current condition and isn't dead in a ditch or sold.

>>28718041
kekked.

>>28718021
Could have the doctors lie to Anon. Make up something about her pelvis being too narrow for safe foaling or something, and that the safest option for Vapor is terminating the pregnancy. Though if Anon has a vet come in and examine her and find out that's a lie, it could get ugly. I'm curious if one of the unicorns that have their magic can do something to terminate the pregnancy without leaving evidence. Cadance having once been the princess of love, maybe she knows such a spell herself. But again, if Anon finds out she aborted a foal without his permission shit could get real ugly.

The safest thing to do might just be to tell her she has to carry it to term. She made a mistake in mating with a stallion without any kind of protection or measures to ensure she didn't get pregnant, now she has to live with the consequences. The only thing Candyass can realistically do is try to reassure her that life for her foal won't be as bad as she thinks. She CAN'T risk upsetting everything she's worked so hard to achieve here, not for one mare and her foal.

>>28718021
Tell anon. Make her pay for her consequences.

>>28718021
Ask Anon for the drugs, and accept it if he refuses. A mares right to choose is the least of the rights they have lost. If Cadance defies him again it must be over some larger issue affecting all pones, not this careless ones smaller drama.

>>28718093
>She CAN'T risk upsetting everything she's worked so hard to achieve here, not for one mare and her foal.
>>28718143
>Ask Anon for the drugs, and accept it if he refuses. A mares right to choose is the least of the rights they have lost.

This. As much as she might understand the sentiment, being a mother herself, she simply can't do anything to jeopardize her position over this. There's too much work that still needs to be done - for ALL of their sakes - for her to risk losing Anon's trust right now.

>>28718143
>>28718166
This. Plus it shouldn't even be drama. It's outright mentioned that it's encouraged. Anon just got a two for one deal with her. There's literally no problem and Vapor is overthinking things. Right now for the safety of her and her foal she needs to tell Anonymous so he can get the necessary medical supplies for this.

>>28718312
No, she is asking for an abortion! She does not want to condemn a foal to life on the deathworld.
>Kinda with her on that; reproduction without the power to properly care for a child is not ethical.

>>28718476
Mares can abort without drugs when they feel things have gone south. Though it's usually at a month and up I think? Still not a big deal.

>>28718614
that's a myth

>>28718646
>myth
You get that we're referring to magical talking ponies here, right?
But ya: pernicious myth.

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>>28715540

>>28718021
She's probably going to end up harming herself.

maybe try to convince her things are getting better and try to get her to give it some time to see if it is really that bad.

Mention to anon a prego wishes to abort and will probably hurt herself if she don't get her way.

I think we might have to take a stand here, actually. This is kind of a big deal; forcing a pony to breed is pretty damn far, and so far we've been basically riding on the ponies' good will after the guards were replaced. Especially since a fuckton of new slaves just got dumped on us, we need to show we're not just relaying Anonymous' orders.

Cadance may have to use a spell to end it or convince a doctor to find another way if she can't get the drugs. It might divert some attention from the Corona rumors too.

>>28718093
>Cadance having once been the princess of love, maybe she knows such a spell herself.
Cadance may not have a spell to end a pregnancy, but I bet that horn of hers will still do the trick if you know what I mean.

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>>28717360
>you take an ear between your index finger and thumb and begin rubbing gently
>"I'll be a good litt-- ...I hate it when you do that," he says with a shudder
>"No you don't."
>"Alrightalright, you win... just... a little higher?"

Kek.

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>>28718476
>deathworld
Son, let me stop you right there.

>>28719055
>forcing a pony to breed
she fucked of her own accord, the pregnancy is entirely a consequence of her choices.

>>28717848
Thanks for using what little free time you have man. I used to also work 12 hours in a factory and couldn't do more than eat and sleep after arriving home.

>>28719126
ear scritches are every pony's weakness

>>28719220
What about Earless Joe?

>>28719141
She didn't realize in season, though. It's not that she didn't use control, it's that it kind of broke.

(I guess ponies in CYOS' verse go into heat?)

>>28719055
Are you high?

>>28719225
you just scratch the stub where the ear used to be

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>>28719055
>forcing a pony to breed is pretty damn far
A man can do what he wants with his property.

>>28719237
No, I'm just trying to avoid a riot when word gets out that ponies are being forced to give birth to more slaves.

>>28719235
So her birth control plan was literally just hoping she wouldn't get pregnant.

>>28719288
see
>>28719141

>>28717848
Easy !!iopb, you work and rest, the good stories need time and you make one good job with this

>>28718021
Tell her that Anon has a soft spot for foals, that shes sure that nothing bad happens to them on his behalf.
Confidentially tell her that Anon tries to shift from ruling with iron fist to making them govern themselves, with him just watching over them.
Tell her that she is fortunate enough to be here at the time like this, when things are getting more lax, that she has a chance to bring foal into the community that in a few years will probably be one of the better places to live in.

Basically, drill into her head that she doesn't need to fear, that thing here are getting massively better as of late and that if she ever would want to give a birth to the foal, this is the place for it.

Also, inform Anon about the mare, do your best to win her some privileges, make example to all ponies that they dont have to fear heaving foals.

>>28718021
No matter how you try to hide Anon known, one of his guards will notice the behavior of the mare and eventually...

Anon surely is happy, but for the fact that there is new life NOT to gain a new slave, they can Anon offer? perhaps the exception of work or give a resting place in his mansion for him to recover from childbirth, if is astut give the foals the best treatment hoping to improve their relationship in the future, the point is that no matter what happens on your property that a mare is pregnant should be cause for celebration, not of remorse.

If Vapor Trail put hysteric with the situation and puts at risk the baby should then be subjected, if she does not want to have the baby then take away and deliver to some pony who can take care of it, for its obligations it is clear that Candance can not occupy that role, so we must think of some pony available that can help and serve that purpose.

How about Fluffy?

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>>28715540
Rara bump 2: the aftermath

>>28719595
>How about Fluffy?
Dis is fwuffy wand nao!

>>28714965
meh, the guy seems in love with his own basic virtue. Without bad owners there would be no one to save and he would die a kissless loser

Corona is for snuggles and ear scritchies.

>>28718021
Convince her to tell it to anon herself

Nb4 vapor hangs herself.

>>28717360
which story in the pastebin is this? I wish to catch up

>>28721298
http://pastebin.com/9d5xtBD5

>>28721029
>Cadance finds her
>Vapor is still alive
>feeble kicking
>fading fast
>Cadance screams for help
>tries to lift her
>isn't physically strong enough
>her magic is too weak now
>if she wasn't on mild suppressants, it would have been easy
>still screaming for help as Vapor dies, Cadance trying but too weak to save her
>if she hadn't attacked that guard, her magic would be at full strength
>if she hadn't saved Cotton Cloudy, she could have saved Vapor Trail

>>28721537
Don't do this to me

My heart

Fuck you for doing this you bastard

>>28721537
Or rather if she just agreed to that short 10 lashes. It was just 10 lashes for the life of a terrified mare and her unborn foal.

>>28721537
You know, by and large when I've been writing this CYOA I've tried to keep things from turning pointlessly grimderp. Like, it should be dark, but not so dark that nothing good can ever happen, you know?

...but God damn do you people give me some good ideas.

>>28722091
Please don't kill Vapor Trail. She's literally the sweetest, most selfless character to be put on this show in maybe ever.

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>>28722114
>She tries to end it herself
>Ends up bleeding out
>Cadance can't stop it because her magic isn't strong enough for healing spells
>"It's okay, Princess..."
>Her voice is getting weaker.
>"I'm okay, Princess. Give - give my rations to somepony else."
>"No! No, this is not okay, Vapor! I - I can't let a pony die! Not o-one of my-"
>"Yes, it is."
>Vapor gives a weak smile.
>"I'm happy. My foal - my foal won't ever know this pain. If this is the cost of knowing she won't ever be somepony's property, won't ever know the lash or the cruelty... of being a slave, then I'm... okay with... that."
>Cadance can only cry as Vapor's voice fades away and eyes stare into nothing.

>>28721537
Fucking wings, how do they work?

>>28721029
>>28721537
>Vapor tries to keep it together, but 1 month before the foal is due she can't handle it anymore
>hangs herself so the foal won't be born to a life of slavery
>Cadence, passing by to check on her, hears crying
>enters the room to find Vapor, a bed sheet around her neck and tied to a door handle, on the floor lifeless
>her newborn crying on the floor in front of her

>>28722162
>>28722199
DELET THIS

>>28722192
Very well to counteract whatever Cadance tries.
Vapor Trail wants to die and is an expert at using her wings to affect other ponies.

>>28722199
Holy shit you guys

What the fuck this is fucking horrible, oh my sweet baby Buddha Jesus

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>>28722211
What can I say? I love the sweet taste of despair and agony. When things seemingly can't possibly get any worse, but then they do.
Truly the sweetest fruit.

>>28722199
>Cadance takes it as her own.
>A forever memory of the pony she didn't save.
>A neverending attempt to prove Vapor Trail wrong.
>Somepony new to this world, who doesn't know how horrible it is.
>Somepony who never has to, if Cadance has her way.
>She names the foal Hope.

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>>28722236
The trick is to have just enough high points to keep readers going and give them hope, before betraying it yet again.

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>>28722256

>>28722256
Hope is the best spice to bring out despair.

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>>28722285

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>>28722256
Hope is dead.

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>>28722610
Hope can never die.
Hope leads to despair which leads to hope which leads to despair in vicious cycle that can never be ended. It is the millstone which grinds down upon the billions of souls inhabiting this world, turning endlessly and without care for the individual.
Only by ceasing to exist can one be freed from its weight.

These slaves need some happiness. They need hope in the absence of despair.

>>28723153
Corona is learning to be a happy little slave mare with her new master.

>>28723538

>>28721537
>still moving
That's not really how it works. Despite what happens in the movies.
If she was still moving then she hasn't even passed out yet. She would need to be continuously strangled for the next 10 minutes after passing out before she was truly dead.

>>28724133
Two problems there, buddy. You're assuming this is reality and that there aren't any tiny timeskips.
We can include the "screaming for half an hour step" if you want.

>Cadance goes to check on Vapor Trail by herself, believing it important to be discrete about the whole matter.
>Has the supplies to help Vapor abort.
>Doesn't want anyone else to know.
>Finds Vapor.
>Cadance tries for so long, but everyone is at work possibly another off day that she asked them to give up.
>The few ponies that refused to give up their day off are staging a peaceful protest, for what good it will do.
>The watch are standing by to make sure things don't turn ugly instead of doing their regular patrols.
>There's no one to hear Cadance calling for help.
>When Vapor ceases to struggle, Cadance is already too worn out to take advantage of it.
>But she's with her the whole time, still trying.

Kinda takes it into grimderp territory though, doesn't it? Let's just accept the break from reality and move on, or should we also include how Vapor is already dead and Cadance only imagines the mare is kicking? She's struggling to save a corpse and refuses to believe what anyone says later, because it doesn't matter. Either way, she killed the mare and it's still grimderp.

>>28714965
Why do you fags obsess over his story?

>>28721537
>Master Anon takes a tour of the barracks of the slaves, interested to see how their 'reforms' have helped improve the living conditions of their ponies.

> hears the cry of Candace from inside one of the houses and runs worried that she has hurt or worse.

>Find worse, go to Vapor hanging from a rope while Candance desperately tries to lift his legs.

>Reacting instinctively, Anonymous takes Vapor with one arm and the other takes out a knife from his pants pocket and cut the rope.

>Vapor's body emerges like a sack of potatoes before being held by Anonymous.

>Anon does not waste time and immediately runs to his car carrying the body of vapor in his arms, with Candance follows him.

>Vapor is taken to the vet but too late to save her, the damage in his brain is fatal

>The doctor advises that the baby is still alive and can be saved, but it is necessary to Caesarean immediately and put on a ventilator because it is premature

>>28724303
Please, dont deadify preggo mare.

>>28724340
>The baby is placed in an incubator while doctors checked that it has not received any damage from lack of oxygen to his umbilical cord.

>Anon, finally take the time to think about what happened, so he orders Candance that gives an explanation about what happened.

>After hearing the story, Anon feel furious with Candance for having hidden something so important all this time, but hold over the punishment later, as he reflects.

>First the break, then Corona, the violation of Cloud and now suicide of Vapor, a terrible event one after another, each worse than the last, if things go well will soon be a revolt of his ponies that wound up in bloodbath.

>Not enough to meet the physical needs of their ponies, also you must find a way to relieve their emotional needs, if the ponies discover to the Vapor it were to spread on your property could be repeated cases of suicides among their slaves or encourage the rebels to insubordination and violence, must find a way to end this path that could end everything he has fought so far.

>What Anonymous should do?

>>28724553
Hopefully it won't get to that point ever. Vapor needs to live, the poor dear.

>>28724967
I hope too, maybe Anon the help and provide an alternative, perhaps acquire its coltfriend and they can live together as a family

>>28725035
>coltfriend
But she's not pure anymore. No stallion will ever want her now.

>>28725469
No hymen? No diamond.

>>28724340
>runs to his car
the best thing for anon to do would be to start preforming cpr.

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>>28725511
needs an edit with whipmarks on her back

>>28717360

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>"Corooooonaaaaa," a voice calls out softly as you feel yourself being gently shaken
>you murmur and squirm under the blanket, trying hard to cling to these last few moments of sleep
>"Cooorooooooonnnaaaaa," you're shaken a bit harder this time. "Come on girl, time to wake up!"
>finally you relent, blinking your heavy eyelids with a long, drawn out yawn as you roll over and look at your Master
"What time is it, Master?" you ask sleepily
>"A little after two" he says
>your eyes shoot open
>you can't remember the last time you slept into the afternoon like that
>sure it felt nice, but it also feels like such a waste
>you'd rather be awake to enjoy your free time
>after all, you're not used to having much of it
>you sit up on your haunches and shake your head, running a hoof over your mane
>it doesn't take long to notice your brush in Master's hand
>you hop down with a quiet nicker, settling on the floor between his knees as he sits on the edge of the bed and begins brushing out your mane
>even if you're still not entirely comfortable with him touching you, this always feels nice
>Merribelle used to do this for you every morning before work
>of course, your mane was usually a mess again by the end of the day anyway, but you still always found it comforting
>you could sit here perfectly content to let Master brush you for hours
>it's so calming you nearly doze off again, until you feel a quick pat on your rump
>"Alright girl, let's get that tail now"
>you stand up with a sigh, your mind continuing to wander as he works
>the lack of tension in your body along with the fact you're not keeping your tail clamped tightly against your backside like usual doesn't escape his notice
>"You seem pretty relaxed," he says with a soft chuckle, "that nap must have done you a lot of good"
>you simply nod quietly

>>28725532
>a few more strokes and he finishes, standing up and setting the brush on the nightstand between the two beds
>"Such a pretty girl with your mane and tail all brushed out," he says before giving your ear a scratch
>you blush and smile sheepishly, looking at the floor and your ears flattening
>"You ready to go meet some new people?"
>actually no
>no you're not
>you're incredibly nervous and uneasy at the prospect of being introduced to even more humans
>you just didn't want to be left home
>alone
>without anything to do
>and without anyone else to really talk to
>Shining Armor isn't usually very chatty unless you're out working, and while he might be content to sit around watching TV all day in silence, you're not
>and honestly, you kind of WANT to spend a little time with Master
>but he doesn't need to know that
>besides, if these are Master's friends you're about to meet, how bad can they be?
>right?
"yessir..." you reply with a swish of your tail

>>28725534

>the three of you are greeted at the door by a rotund, balding man with thick framed glasses
>he's a lot shorter than Master, and you can't help but think his clothing looks a little ridiculous
>khaki shorts, something called a "Hawaiian" shirt and sandals
>his booming, jovial voice startles you
>"ANON! Good to see ya, buddy!" he says as he slaps your Master on the back and guides him through the door,
>Master nods at him with a friendly smile
>"Steve, these are my ponies," he steps through the door and turns back in your direction, open palm pointing toward you, "Shining Armor and Corona"
>"Man, you weren't kidding! Stallion's definitely on the skinny side. Well we'll have to fix that, big fella. Come on in, all three of ya! Steaks and corn on the cob are already on the grill, plenty of food to go around!"
>he pauses as you and Shining Armor hesitate to follow
>"Well c'mon already, food's out back! You ponies like corn on the cob, right? There's salad too, if not."
>you nod and follow behind Shining Armor, doing your best not to let the new man see you trembling
>Shining just seems uninterested and mildly irritated
>you make your way through the house, to a sliding glass door leading to the back patio, and freeze in place after Master and Shining step through
>there's so many of them...
>you press your tail firmly against your rear and pin your ears flat as you take a few steps back, your heart leaping into your throat
>oh...
>oh this was a bad idea
>SUCH a bad idea

>>28725510
It would be interesting to know the future members of Anonymous and know which way they handle their slaves, their working hours and methods of discipline are likely to be very different from what Anon does on his property, and because of that they are much more prosperous and influential in the region

>>28725543
>"Corona, come girl" your Master calls for you
>him calling your name only draws more attention toward you
>you lay down on the floor, every muscle in your body locking up
>you whimper loudly feeling a hand on your back, turning your head to see a tall, slender woman kneeling next to you
>she's so heavily perfumed it almost chokes you, and she speaks with a thick, almost fancy sounding accent
>"Oh bless your petit cour," she says as she strokes you, "there's no need to be afraid, we're all friends here, my sweet."
>her reassurance does little to soothe you, as your anxiety continues to mount to near critical levels and your eyes lock back on your Master
>the smell of searing flesh certainly doesn't help matters
>sure, Master has eaten meat around you before, but...
>the scent of blood and smoke has never been so intense
>human olfaction must not be as keen as ponies'
>you're not sure how they can tolerate it, otherwise
>it's more than a little nauseating, and you soon feel dizzy
>"She's had it pretty rough, Camille," your Master says as he mercifully steps back inside, closing the sliding door behind him and muffling the sounds of light conversation as the chubby man tends to the food on the grill. "I kinda expected this. Maybe my ponies can stay inside and keep Grace company for a bit until Corona has had a chance to settle down enough to join us out back, hmm?"
>the woman practically squeals with delight, as if being struck by a sudden epiphany, striding over to the bottom of a stairwell as fast as her awkwardly high-heeled shoes will allow and calling out in a sing-song voice
>"Grace, Grace come downstairs my dear! Monsieur Anonymous is here!"
>when there's no reply, she calls out again

>>28725551
>"Grace mon cheri, he brought his ponies with him, don't you want to meet them?"
>you turn your head slowly and see a tiny human appear at the top of the stairs, walking down them slowly, wearing an awestruck expression as she stares directly at you and Shining Armor
>she's REALLY small
>come to think of it...
>"Hi Mister Anonymous," her tiny voice says as she reaches the bottom and approaches you
>yep, she's a human filly
>you've never met a human foal before...
>your ears perk up in curiousity as you stare at her
>"Corona, this is Steve and Camille's little girl Grace. She absolutely adores ponies, don't you Gracie?"
>the filly nods excitedly
>"Can I play with them?"
>Master nods at her
>"Just don't be too rough with them, okay?" Master says
>she giggles with glee as she runs over and throws her arms around Shining Armor's foreleg, snuggling her face into his chest
>"Mommy he's so soft!" she squeaks
>Shining stares at you with a blank expression, and you just tilt your head
>"Shiny, Corona, be on your best behavior. We'll be just outside if you need anything, okay? We'll be keeping an eye on you. Feel free to join us out back whenever you're up to it"
>before you know it, you and Shining Armor are left alone with the filly
>and she's still clinging to him as though her life depends on it
>you can't help but give a little smile as he continues staring straight ahead, looking dumbfounded
>the sight is enough to make you forget your nervousness for the moment
>this should be interesting

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>>28724553
>Anon suddenly realizes something important!
>Whirling around, he looks straight through the fourth wall at you, and pronounces "I'm in a grimderp story!"
"Well, fuck this and fuck you too!" He races back to the house in the barracks, luckily the rope is still there.
>Putting his pony bondage skills to use, he splices it back together and tightens it around his own neck.
>Takes his trusty knife from his pocket and slits his wrists as well, you can't be too careful after all...

>>28725573
>inb4 the kid is a total brat and torments the ponies

>>28725573
yayyy little kid! This is adorable.

I also think this could lead to Shining having an emotional breakdown, possibly. Having a human show genuine love and adoration for him as a pony, a girl who doesn't think of him as chattel, I'm sure that would fuck with his head.

>>28725543
>you press your tail firmly against your rear and pin your ears flat as you take a few steps back, your heart leaping into your throat
>>oh..

Love this

Corona need his husband....his Master

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>>28725515
I'm no artist but I did what I could. Drawing with a mouse.

>>28725858
nice

>>28725858
now upload it to derpibooru and let the shit fly

>>28725573

Now the pettit Cheri going to song "My little Pony, my Little pony"?

>>28725628
Pfft.... pathetic

>>28725858
Now I feel bad for Diamond

Poor qt patootie needs snuggle time

>>28725858
This needs an edit of her sitting in a puddle of jizz.

>>28726153
filly is not for sexual

>>28725573
This will end in friendship

>>28726153
no

>>28726162
Diamond Tiara is for all the abuse.

>>28725573
Calling it right now. The little girl is going to get hurt and it's going to cause drama.

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>>28726082
This.

>>28725573
I get the feeling Shiny's tough guy facade is about to shatter in a heart wrenchingly adorable manner. I doubt he has it in him to be mean or sassy to a child.

>>28725858
upload to derpi plz

I want to see the replies

>TFW someone does exactly what you were about to include in your story.

Welp

>>28726405
elaborate

>>28726405
do it anyways.

>>28726353
>I doubt he has it in him to be mean or sassy to a child.
until she tries to make him and Corona kiss

>>28725573
too adorable

>>28726398
You can if you want but I'm not.

>>28726398
https://derpibooru.org/1280303

>>28726353
>I doubt he has it in him to be mean or sassy to a child.
it would be pretty hilarious if the little girl handles him completely without fear
the more huffy he gets, the more humiliating shit happens to him
tail braiding and nailpolish on the hooves are just the beginning

>>28718093
>>28718143
>>28719590
>>28719595

"I... Anonymous will have to be told. If we ask the doctors to do it quietly and world leaks out-."
> "No!"
> Vapor Trail latches onto your leg, clutching it in a fearsome grip of her own two forelegs locked around it.
> "No, please, please! The - the doctors, they could lie, you could tell them to-"
"I'm sorry, Vapor. Even if they did, if somepony told and Anonymous heard..."
> Your gentle murmur does little to calm her; the pegasus gives another harsh, raw cry.
> Leaning down, you brush the tip of your muzzle across her head - nosing through her mane and down to her withers, like a mother would groom her foal.
"Shh..."
> Dropping to your haunches, you lightly press on her back until Vapor sinks to the floor as well.
> Joining her in dropping prone you continue to lightly groom the back of her neck.
"Listen to me now, Vapor. Anonymous is not the cruelest master, and this is not the absolute worst place for your foal."
> Her mouth opens, but you cut her off before she can cry out again:
"And you can trust me when I say that, because my own filly is here too. In fact, I just found right before I came here."
> "R-Really?"
"Yes, really. She's staying with Anonymous in his home, and even though I haven't even seen her myself I trust that she is safe and sound."
> "B-But she's a s-slave..."
> Vapor Trail's objection doesn't have quite as much energy to it - your gentle actions are calming her, however un-reassuring your words might be.
"Yes, she is. And yes - I do dearly, dearly wish she was not and would give up... so very, very much to see her return home safely."
> "What about-"
"Vapor Trail. Please, listen to what I am saying. I know this hurts, but please listen: I understand how much it hurts to see your own child become property. Celestia help me, I know - but things are what they are, and I am dedicated to seeing everypony here live the best life they can."
> After a moment's thought you add more softly:

>>28726800

"And, frankly, I believe Anonymous may see that as well. Things are getting better here; in a few years this may be, as strange as it may sound, one of the better places to raise a foal."
> "The best place is Equestria. Home."
"I know, Vapor. I know."
> Giving one last brush down the length of her neck with your muzzle, you lay your head down atop her own.
"I will still go to Anonymous and ask him if you can. He really has been trying to make things better. Maybe this... this would be a way to show he really does care."
> Thunderlane - standing a distance, aloof yet obviously listening with one ear tilted towards your conversation - makes a small noise of agreement.
> "And what if he says no?"
"Then..."
> Then you face yet another pony who'd had everything taken from them by this miserable state of existence.
"...then we will see what we can do to ensure you are not overworked as the foal comes."
> Shudders run through Vapor Trail's body, but she does not cry out.
"In the meantime... in the meantime, we need to find you somewhere proper to stay."
> Would it be better to give her one of the quieter, individual dormitory rooms - a place for just herself and a roommate, some space for her to think?
> Or better for her to be around other ponies to potentially distract her mind from her growing belly?
> The former, you decide, at least in part because there you could pair her with another long-time... resident, a trusted one who could attest to what was being done to improve the camp.
> It might not entirely settle her mind, but it would help.
"But - you do have to go back to the medical building and let them finish looking you over."
> Squirming softly, Vapor Trail shakes her head - a nervous tremor added to her voice.
> "Please, I don't want them to know - not just yet..."
"It's better to let these things be known, Vapor. Please, trust me on this - no one is going to shackle you in a stall until the foal comes, but hiding things... it's not a good idea."

>>28726824

> She doesn't sound convinced, but rises anyhow when you lift your head from her.
"Thunderlane, can you look after her?"
> "Not if I want to get any work done, but I'll get Basalt Pillar to look after her. He's another good pony on the Watch."
> Mayor Mare at last takes action as well, gently leading Vapor Trail from the room.
> As she disappears through the door, you murmur to Thunderlane:
"Will she be alright?"
> "In all honesty, Your Highness... you know better than I. I've never sired a foal; I've never been with a mare through this. She was truly hysterical when she realized she was going to be examined, though. And fast."
"...I see..."
> Still staring at the empty doorway, you heave a soft sigh.
> "Will Anonymous let her...?"
"I don't know. He never would have before, but he truly has changed some I think."
> "The business with Corona."
> You shudder, but from Thunderlane the words don't have the same accusing sting they might otherwise.
"Yes. That. I think it really got to him."
> "Let's hope. I'll go to him tomorrow."

> A thunderstorm rolls in that night, lightning snapping through the sky left and right with loud, close, and fierce peals of thunder following close behind.
> The first harbinger of what was to come as the weather shifted through towards winter.
> It isn't that which wakes you up - that would be your full bladder - but as you stumble back to bed somewhere close to two in the morning a bolt of lightning sends an illuminating flash through your darkened room.
> And reveals, huddled next to your bed in the split second when everything was bright as day, a tiny and decidedly equine form.
> Squinting your bleary eyes, you rub at them with one hand and hazard a tentative guess.
"...'lurry?"
> The form gives a terrified squeak, hurling itself from the floor and scrambling on unsteady hooves that rake across the room's carpeting.
> "I'm sorry, sorry, sorry!"
"Flurry, stop!"
> To her credit, she does - one hoof raised to the doorknob.

>>28726831

"...come here."
> Visibly nervous even when you can see little more than a blurry, darkened outline Flurry does, stopping in front of your bed.
> "Y-Yes, Master?"
"...what are you doing in my room? I told you to get familiar with yours."
> "I can't sleep, Master..."
> Flurry Heart's mumbled admission is given with head hung.
"Why not, the thunder?"
> "Yes, Master. It... when it rained before I was always too wet to sleep, so I can't now..."
"Too... wet?"
> "Yes, Master. If my last owner forgot to take us back inside, we were still on our posts or-"
> Your question doesn't come from lack of understanding why she couldn't sleep, but from questioning what kind of true moron would leave her out in the rain.
> Groaning, you slump down into the bed and rub your bare arms; the storm had brought with it a mild chill that now penetrated the manor.
> Honestly, you didn't mind - the covers were more than adequate - but you hadn't planned on being beyond their protective warmth this long and the shorts you wore just weren't enough to compensate for a lack of a shirt or pants.
"So, uh, you couldn't sleep. And you came up to camp out next to my bed?"
> "Y-Yes, Master. I was thinking I could sleep-"
> Comfort.
> She'd just been seeking comfort.
> "I - um - I... I'm sorry I disobeyed, and, um... I thought I'd go back to my room in the morning before you got up, and - and please don't cook me, Master!"
"It's just a sto-"
> Cook her?
"-cook you?!"
> "Y-Yes, Master."
"I'm not - what could possibly make you think I would cook you?!"
> If possible, her voice turns even more thin and tenuous.
> "M-My old Master said th-the ponies who didn't o-obey and went away were g-getting c-c-cooked, and if I disobeyed-"
"No - just - augh! Nobody's going to cook you, Flurry. God, I've never heard something so disgusting... Look, it's just a storm, Flurry. Go back to bed, and nothing needs to come of this."
> Halfway through climbing back beneath the covers, you realize she hasn't moved.

>>28726843

> "Um..."
"What is it, Flurry?"
> "C-Could I stay with-"
> Oh, God.
> The familiar question of children everywhere, and one you thought you'd long since heard the last of.
> As you open your mouth to answer, another bolt of lightning reveals her for you again - the filly's tear-streaked cheeks and still terrified expression.
> You had been snapping at her a bit, hadn't you?
> That was what happened when you were suddenly woken at 2 AM, after all.
> And yet even so, she still wanted to stay with you.
> Sighing softly, you hold up the edge of the covers.
"...yeah. Get in up here."
> An excited squeak overcomes even her urge to say 'yes, master' - the bed squeaking slightly as she bounds up onto it and surprisingly quickly burrows down beneath the covers next to you.
> Two things immediately become clear:
> One, she is frigid - the cold air having implanted an icy chill onto her coat.
> Two, she has absolutely no qualms about being close to you despite the sweat-shorts being the only thing you wear.
> She truly was innocent, you think as Flurry's widely-beaming muzzle emerges from the covers next to you, seeing no issue with laying against your bare skin.
> Truly you were nothing more than a welcome protector, a point of comfort for her.
> At least they had not taken that innocence from her.
> And, to some degree, you can't help but feel a small smile come to your lips as she lays her chin down against your side.
> "W-We always slept close together like this when I was with the other ponies... I hope you don't mind, Master."
> Not one bit.
> As an answer you reach up and begin to stroke along her spine - feeling the ridges of muscle that supported her outsized wings.
> Flurry Heart nuzzles your shoulder and expels a soft nicker-sigh.
"Going to be able to sleep now?"
> "Y-Yes, Master. Thank you."
"Good."
> Laying your head down, your eyes are half-closed when Flurry Heart mumbles out a soft question:
> "Master?"
"...yes, Flurry?"

>>28726856

> "Why aren't all masters good like you?"
> What is it with children asking questions like that at the worst moments?
> And for that matter, what the hell do you tell someone who asks that?
> Especially a pony who'd been neglected as she had, not out of any maliciousness or cruelty but seemingly by simple apathy and stupidity.

What do we say? (Just telling her that you will tell her later is an option, but this might help settle her somewhat.)

>>28726861
Consume Filly

>>28726856
>> The familiar question of children everywhere, and one you thought you'd long since heard the last of.

>inb4 Shinyanon is this Anon's long lost estranged son
>they haven't spoken since his father died
>Anon's family relationships had always been tumultuous at best
>and he was humiliated when Shinyanon refused to take part in his business because of how heavily it relies on slave labor
>Anon always resented the ponies for the rift they caused between him and his son
>even worse, fighting with his son had strained his relationship with his own father
>so much so in fact, that when the old man finally bit the dirt, he left everything he had to Shinyanon
>including a sizeable plot of land in the next state over
>stupid, idealistic kid...

>>28726861
Tell her because they don't care about anything but money, and that's all they see ponies as, an item with value.

>>28727076
And then grab your Pulitzer prize for most ironic dialogue written this year

>>28726944
I need this to be true so much

>>28726861
>"Flurry, I'm not so good Master as you think, I have made many mistakes in the past, both with people as with ponies, even now still committed, so I'm trying to be better and fix things that I did."

>"In your short life you have known bad Masters that not only did not learn from their mistakes, but they did not care, because for them you were just something they could use at will, which made them feel powerful and important to mistreat and startle, because that was easier to know you and know what you want, because. . . they were afraid"

>>28726697
but shiny grew up with twilight, egghead or not. theres no way hes not between flurry and twilight used to little girl shenanigans

>>28727325
that's what makes it so great
he knows EXACTLY what's about to happen to him

>>28727331
You think hes having a PTSD attack now, with flashbacks about makeovers Little Twi and Flurry made him go through?

>>28727352
>PINK
>PINK EVERYWHERE

>>28727352
>Not the glitter! Please, don't use the glitter, I'm begging you!

>>28727241
This.

>>28725573
Grace is gonna become Shining Armor's new little best friend, I can feel it. She's already in love with him. I'm betting she was drawn to him over Corona because he's a unicorn. She can be like a surrogate daughter. And she's totally innocent. So he doesn't have to feel guilty about being affectionate to her. Maybe if Anon gives him a pass to be out on his own, he can go visit her and play with her while he continues recovering. The love and adoration of a little girl would do wonders for soothing his soul and softening his stance on humanity in general.

>>28727702
>one day while playing, she tells Shiny she doesn't feel good and passes out without warning
>turns out little Gracie has a rare, incredibly aggressive form of lymphoma
>Shiny has to watch his new little pal wither away and die in mere months
>there's nothing anyone can do for her
>Shiny refuses to leave her bedside in the hospital
>when the time comes and she passes away, he lays by the headstone of her grave, not budging an inch for three whole days
>Anon and three of his friends have to literally drag him to the car and into the house
>doesn't say a single word
>can't even cry anymore
>he's just dead inside

>>28727768
Jesus Christ Anon I teared up a little... what the fuck is up with the thread wanting to have its heart ripped out today?

>>28727768
>Shiny has gotten his magic back by now
>turns out pony magic emits low levels of a certain form of radiation
>it's harmless to the overwhelming majority of humans
>however, very rarely a human is sensitive to pony magic radiation and develops a horrifyingly aggressive and rapid onset form of cancer
>Grace just happened to be one of those humans
>she was never sick until Shiny's magic was restored
>never had any reason to believe he was doing anything wrong when he used it around her
>he literally killed his best friend without ever meaning to
>he never ever would have hurt her intentionally
>he now has to live the rest of his life knowing he killed a child

>>28727768
>>28727860
Stop
please
my heart can't take this

>>28727860

RADIATION DOES NOT WORK THAT WAY.

>>28727873
It's magical radiation coming from a talking horse, faggot.

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>>28727887

I know a thing or two about magical horses and radiation.

>>28727899
Please refrain from irradiating the ponies.
It makes them cranky.

>>28727873
But anon, how is he supposed to rack up reblogs without extreme feels?

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>>28727908

Twilight was quite interested in the results, though.

>>28727899
Better scenario
>graces parents happen to be anti-vaxers
>she develops polio much to the family's dismay
>shiny is absolutely furious knowing that her own family caused this
>can't do nothin cause he's a pone
>anger for all humanity increases to insane almost violent levels
>has to watch her cry and suffer every day because her parents are retarded

>>28727873
Radiation causes DNA damage, which some people have more of a genetic predisposition for sensitivity to. Some people's DNA repair mechanisms have flaws, it's one of the many reasons cancer happens in the first place. Little Gracie was going to end up with cancer at some point in her life one way or another. Shiny just made it happen sooner than it otherwise might have.

Better?

>>28727924
no

>>28727954

Nah, dawg. The radiation that really fucks you up is short bursts of fuck you. The human body can take impressive amounts of low level radiation for a very long time with no statistical increase in cancer risks.

but, plot shit always can ignore the real world.

>>28727985
The hormetic effect doesn't work the same for 100% of people. You will always have outliers that have a hypersensitivity to exposure.
Grace was one, for reasons. Mostly because Shiny needs something to feel crippling, life-altering guilt over.

>>28728020

Perhaps, in a world without common CRTs, she managed to not catch the death.

So we've gone from a depressed mother killing herself because she can't bear the thought of bringing her offspring into a life of slavery, to Shiny accidentally murdering a human child because he wanted to be friends with her.

Regular fucking ray of sunshine you lot are today. Shit.

>>28728056

Just be glad I don't get more drunk and write the backpacking story I had in mind.

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>>28727860
DLET THUS

>>28726856
>> "C-Could I stay with-"
>> Oh, God.
>> The familiar question of children everywhere, and one you thought you'd long since heard the last of.
too cute, how old is anon? i just kinda assumed 30s but now that i think about it he must be at least middle age.

>>28726861
this.
At least the first half.
>>28727241

>>28728069
Please do.

>>28727241
>"I know that many of my ponies hate me, Damn! (Sorry, I said a bad word you never say ok?) Perhaps all do, even your mother should do well and do not blame her, so I try to be better one little at a time, but it's so difficult... is so difficult when you have a responsibility to many on your shoulders and you need everyone to move forward with your plans, but to feed, shelter, treat and protect the ponies costs money. .. a lot of money, so I need everyone to do their part and help me so I can help!, why sometimes must be severe when some ponies defy my authority, if that if I fail and I cannot continue my plans ... then everyone will lose"

>>28729706
When your business starts to own you.
>every business owner knows that feel

>>28729759
I can only assume that at the beginning Anon treated his ponies in the same way that most humans were treated; like cattle 'semi' inteligent, and hoped that they behave like cattle or sheep obedient and submissive to his will, but possibly suffered much frustration when they proved to be too smart for your own conscience, to avoid feeling guilty about the possible feeling of empathy that was begun to develop for them decided to follow the example of others and become extremely severe and perhaps cruel

Is only one idea

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anyone got some pictures similar to this one?

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>>28729893
If by similar you mean pics of a dash slave in front of a blank backdrop then sure

>>28730471
any pony slave will do really

Kraka-Bump

So I just caught up with Shining and Corona
I want anon to fug the Corona
But I'm wondering if I should check out Salventure, I haven't read any of the stories but the replies to it indicate it gets very depressing at points, would you guys recommend it?

>>28726861
"Because not everyone has made as many mistakes as I have and most that do don't learn from them. I'm lucky. I learned."

That way, anything bad that comes up about Anon, she can simply dismiss as a mistake he learned from or a mistake that he will. Plus it's the truth.

>>28728056
I would like to declare my innocence and that I had absolutely nothing to do with the suggestions about little girls dying.

>>28731700
i dunno this sounds like something you would do.

>>28730471
Also both dashies are blushing with a leg raised while they sit on their haunches while wearing some type of lead

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>>28731738

>>28731612
Personally, I like it.

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pone is for petting, not hurting

>>28732526
Pone is for hurting if she doesn't purr.

I want Corona to be freed and then choose to stay with Anon.

>>28732556
Corona doesn't want to be free anymore. She's perfectly happy to be her master's loyal little slave mare.

>>28732573
Corona will never truly love her master. Stockholm syndrome doesn't count.

>>28732543
No, that'll just make pone not purr ever.

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>>28732526
Pone is for cuddling.

>>28732603
>Anon cuddling his and Corona's foal.jpg

>>28732788
chromosomes nigga

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>>28732788
Couldn't you get into deep shit for impregnating your slaves?

>>28733224
Why?
If they are your property, are in good shape and are ok with it, whats the problem?

>>28733234
>rape

I hope Corona gets pregnant with her master's love baby. And then she has a cute little satyr foal.

>>28733720
>Satyr
Fucking disgusting

>>28733728
Fine she has shiny do a magic spell on master so that he can impregnate her with a foal.

>>28733795
I would love to see Anon take care of a preggo Corona.

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>>28733728
pffffttftf

>>28733809
>mascara
Good choice.

>>28733973
she's such an adorable darling

>>28732590
It does count.

>>28729252

If I do, it might end up like this.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iD-j4eIjQ5c

>>28734828
Green is always better than no green. Though i would prefer more of what you have already given us rather than dark stuff.

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>leave SPG for a month
>come back
>more Shining

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>>28725858
>no artist
Are you mocking me?
Looks awesome

>>28733803
I don't know if he could. Does his house have any stairs?

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>Reading Slaventure
>Torture Scene
>"sexual molestation"
Jesus fucking christ it is killing me to read this
but I only want more what's wrong with me?

I can finally bump again!
Anon is for bumping after all!

>>28736138
Poor little Corona

>>28736597

>>28736138
You aren't alone.

It's amazing how fast opinions of Corona changed. Everyone wanted to see her tortured at first, but now everyone loves her.

>>28737079
Her first impression wasn't really stellar. She acted like a fucking traitorous asshole - maybe she turned much better afterward, but the initial reaction against her was kinda justified.

>>28737148
That's what extreme desperation will do to a pony.

>>28737348
She wasn't desperate enough or she would have started sucking the piss right out of Anon's dick.

>>28737383
Silly anon, that's Skittles' job

>>28737383
Anon just didn't understand the circumstances of why she acted the way she did. There wasn't any way he could have known just how terrible she had it before meeting him. Anon was here absolute last hope. She had nothing to lose by trying what she did.

>>28737572
Still think that sucking him until she prolapsed his testicles would have been a better option than what she did.

>>28737809
But Corona is not a slut.

>>28738312
The dream she had says otherwise.

>>28738344
She's not responsible for what happens in her dreams, nigger.

>>28738344
It was a dream about her master being a stallion and desiring her romantically, not a dream about riding a thousand dicks.

>>28738312
it's only slutty if she offers to blow him and all his friends

>>28738349
>>28738361
the lingering stares of an infatuated mare begins

>>28738503
the way she had trouble breaking eye contact with Anon a little while ago was adorable, and shows just how conflicted the little mare must be feeling

notice how readily she sat down in front of Anon when he got the hairbrush to do her hair? She's actually beginning to genuinely enjoy his touch. She didn't even complain when he gave her a pat on the bottom to move so he could brush her tail.

Mare is in looove.

>>28738820
Well, maybe not looove, but at least a plaaatooonic relaaatiooonship.

>>28738820
>>28738873
she's gonna end up doing something humiliating I bet
like try to kiss him
Anon loves his little ponies but they are not for sexual in his mind

>>28738960
Maybe it starts out as a platonic kiss he thinks is cute, but then he freaks the fuck out when she tries to slip him tongue.

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>>28737148
Corona is an evil mare hell bent on doing damage to the world

>>28739094
>I SHALL USE ALL THE HOT WATER SO MASTER CAN'T GET A SHOWER IN TIME FOR WORK! MUAHAHAHA!

>>28739101
she doesn't want master to shower
she loves the smell of his natural pheromones and musk
she doesn't understand why most human stallions are so anal about washing it off every day
especially if they're trying to attract a mate, what's the point?

What would Anon do if Corona got hurt out in the field while hitched to her cart? How would he get her home/to the vet?

>>28739320
he'd call horse 911, duh

>>28739360
What if she fakes certain death like that kid in sandlot so she can get master to give her cpr and kiss her

>>28739369
she gets a bat on the snoot with the nearest newspaper for scaring anon like that

>>28739376
then he breaks down and snags her in a death grip, sobbing into her mane like a baby, telling her she better not ever die on him

>>28731612
It can get dark, but there's a consistent degree of hope that things will get - and are getting - better. For every painful note, we also get one of warmth and caring.

...and frankly, the comments can be darker than the story itself. Remember when there was serious argument for us raping Cadance with a whip handle?

>>28738820
It's both of them, honestly. I was reading back to the beginning, and came across the part where Shining admits he hasn't gone a night without nightmares for ages. Now? Corona interrupts his good, peaceful rest.

>>28739514
They both feel safe and loved. Shiny just doesn't like to express affection toward his master. At least when other ponies can see.

>>28739526
>Shiny has his first nightmare in weeks
>sneaks out of bed, very careful to avoid waking Corona
>next morning
>wakes up
>Corona standing in master's bedroom doorway
>she's looking at him all snuggled up to master contentedly
>smugmare.jpg
>Shiny never lives it down

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No green in damn near two days? FUCK THAT.

>>28709253
>But still, this is a special filth.
>Hobofilly filth, which combines three of the nastiest shit you’ve ever known – hobos, ponies, and children.
>Of the three, children are the worst.
>And without a fresh breeze or the pleasantly strong stench of shitty Chinese food, it’s getting Pretty Fucking Noticeable.
>Time for Hobofilly to fucking go.
>Of course, the two mares are going to object.
>Getting her to leave has to be brought up with tact.
>With nuance.
>With subtlety.
“Samantha.”
>She raises her head, looking at you askance.
“You stink.”
>Fucking nailed it.

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>>28739942
>But yeah.
>This show.
>Sure, it’s a little old, a little dated, goes a little fucking nowhere (kinda like your life), but still -
>”Well…”
>Yep, little filly got the hint. She’s wrapping up the two cookies she hadn’t gotten around to in her napkin.
>”… YOU try living… living –“
>Aww shit. Is she crying?
>She better not be crying.
>Fucking shit. She’s crying.
>Godsdammit.
>All your diplomacy, wasted on a child.
>”Non din’t mean it like that!”
>You roll your eyes and let Berry run damage control.
>She’s supposedly good with kids, right?
>”He just – uh –“
>Supposedly.
>Right?
>RIGHT?
>You can’t hear your sweet, sweet dubs over fillylily’s sniffling.
>”Y’can use the shower before you go!”
>Oh godsdammit, Berry.
>”N-no –“
>”He’s a nice guy! Really! He just dunno how to… uh… Fluttershh-“
>Heh, she’s too drunk to pronounce that last letter.
>Wait.
>What.
>”Flut... back me up. He’s nice, isn’e?”

>>28740117
BATHE THE FILLY

>>28740117
BATHE THE FUCKING FILLY FAGGOT

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>>28740117
>”Mhm. Very nice. Quiet.”
>”See?”
>”Of course you’re going to say that,” the filly sneers, shoving a dirty napkin into her dirty saddlebags. “He owns you. I’m a free –“
>”He doesn’t own me,” Flutternutter mumbles as the closing song starts to play. “I wish he did.”
>She leans over towards you, stretching that little neck of hers as far as she can.
>”Pats?”
>You pat the pony.
>It requires some stretching on your part, but you can’t say no to those big, pleading –
“Hey!”
>You don’t have to do this!
>”Hehe,” the little pony giggles. Yes, she actually says “hehe.” “I got pats.”
“Sam, don’t trust her. I think her brain is broken.”
>”Aww.”
“I’m really very mean and evil and if you stay any longer I’ll -”
>Okay. Nope. Threat aborted.
>Threatening to rape a filly is a bit much.
>She doesn’t even have any tits.
>How the fuck are you supposed to get it up?
>Totally not a believable threat.
“I’ll… uh…”
>COME UP WITH A BELIEVABLE THREAT!
“…um…”
>Drinking all the rum won’t do it either.
>Stupid sober babies.
“…uh…”
>Withhold pats?
>Why are you patting Sluttershy again?
>Shit.
“… go take a fucking shower.”

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>>28740453
sluttershy is the best thing

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>>28740609

>>28740453
>berry tries to help bath filly.
>almost drowns.

Need to be nicer to the little ones. If anon only knew a little of her hardship. Maybe his armor would crack a little.

>>28739149
>She never even noticed it until one day he is out working hard with her to clean up. He gets real sweaty. Corona noticed his smell a loooong time ago and is desperately trying to maintain composure. Anon apologizes for stinking. CoronaTheSpaghettimancer.jpg

>>28741065

>If anon only knew a little of her hardship. Maybe his armor would crack a little.

Anon works retail.

He knows all about hardship.

>>28741081
Oh, fuck off.

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>>28741144
>doesn't mind being around or even friends with strange creatures.
>gentle, caring.
>All it would take is a little kindness for a top tier slave/friend.

>>28741065
Given what /tgn/ said about the background in this setting, I honestly think it's more that if Anon took his blinders off and actually thought about what was being done to the ponies he'd be crushed by the horror of it all.

>>28741228
hes gonna pat you so gently you slut.

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>>28741214

>old autism image is old

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>>28741200

What? Too REAL for you?

witnessed

>>28741214

Fluttershy is obviously the least garbage of the mane 6.

They all suck in their own special way, but atleast she is the least obnoxious

>>28741228
Oh, yeah, I'll ride you gently alright. Across the meadows and back again

WHERE IS SHINYANON! I need to see Shining Armour suffering at the hands of a little girl.

>>28741433
shinyanon is kill

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>>28741302
i agree that she is the least garbage of the mane 6 at being a slave.

But there is more to life and relationships than just being nice and friendly.

>>28741526

For sure.

But, even in a regular relationship, flutershy's quircks are far less obnoxious.

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Soon.

Probably tomorrow barring getting this finished and editing, but still.

>>28741704
needs more words

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>>28741704

>editing green

I wish I had the time for that.

>>28741704
>Liquid is returning
ALL OF MY YES

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Restarting/continuing sad filly story. Will try not to die again. No promises.

>Life of Honey
>Now with pastebin so you can catch up after two months(?) of not updating after barely starting!
http://pastebin.com/mqhmSQVB

>There’s a loud sound and Momma flinches.
>It’s the Masters throwing the heavy wooden door open.
>Without warning they’re stomping into the cramped little cabin with their heavy boots and their heavy bodies.
>There are three. One tall with a large stack of papers, and two really wide ones you recognize from the fields.
>You forget their names. They don’t let you use them anyways.
>Momma grabs you tightly and holds you to her. You can’t see her face with your own buried in her chest, but you can feel her shaking.
>It scares you.
>You squirm in her hooves until you can see past her and you notice the Tall Master fiddling with his papers.
“Now…Caramello…”
>That’s Momma’s name. She tenses up at it.
“It’s…Uhh…It’s time you know so…Wrap it up? Will you?”
>His voice is agitated. Impatient.
>Her grip on you tightens.
>Something is wrong.
>Momma isn’t letting you go.
“Caramello. Be a good girl now…”
>The two Wide Masters shuffle in place, restless, and look at the Tall Master for guidance but he is only watching you and Momma.
“M-master…”
>Momma’s voice is timid and careful.
"Y-you said…Y-you promised after my last one that I-I could have one stay?…And y-you see I just wanted to talk to you about it maybe o-one more ti-“
>Tall Master cuts her off with a loud and irritated sigh.
>It’s enough to silence her as he motions to the two Wide Masters.

>>28742045
>Suddenly they are right there, stepping between you and Momma as she cries out in surprise.
>One of them grabs you by the flank and yanks you back and away out of Momma’s embrace.
>You yelp and squirm but you are too small and he is too strong.
>You can see the other Wide Master is behind Momma and has his arm around her neck, lifting her off the ground just slightly so her hooves are barely touching the dirty wood floor, but she doesn’t struggle for more than an instant and goes quiet and limp in his hold.
>She knows it’s useless.
>She has done this before, you think.
>You know she has had other fillies. Other colts. It’s her job.
>But this is your first time. And this is your only Momma.
>You are making desperate noises, little whimpers and knickers, your hooves swimming in the air as you are hoisted off the ground and picked up with ease by the Wide Master.
>”N-no wait! MOMMA! MOMMAAAA!”
>You are letting your emotions get the best of you and you can’t help it.
>Your tiny hooves keep kicking out but the Master doesn’t even grunt in response, your attempts mean so little to him.
>”MOMMAAAAA!”
>Your ears flatten back against your skull and your voice is a panicked squeal.
>She’s looking straight at you but she remains limp as you thrash uselessly.
“Honey.”
>Her voice is direct. Her eyes are piercing as she looks dead into yours with chilling resolve.
>You might almost think she was angry at you, but you know better.
"Be good. I’ll see you again."
>Her eyes remain open and determined not to lose sight of you, but a single tear appears and frozen you stop your struggles to watch it slide down her face.
“In Equestria."
>In a flash you are carried out of the cabin into the blinding sunlight.
>Heading towards who knows where in the arms of the Wide Master who smells like gasoline and musty wheat.

>>28742045
>>28742054
oh god why stop it hurts my heart.

>>28742054
Oh my fucking god

>>28742057
There are no brakes on the slave train anon. Things maybe get better.

>>28742094
My bad...?

>>28742098
No, not Your bad
you just made a grown ass man cry a little and that was the only thing I could really type
keep writing man this shit is really good

>>28742045
>>28742054
>>28742057

Someone needs a tripcode.

If ye write green it removes the faggotry from having such a thing

>>28742054
>You still want to kick.
>To cry.
>To yell.
>Anything.
>But Momma’s words ring loud in your head and you focus on them.
>You have been still since then as you are carried across the fields in relative silence.
>Tall Master walks in front.
>He’s twitchy and he keeps ruffling the papers and mumbling.
“Honey Bun!”
>He barks your name but he doesn’t look at you.
>Still, it breaks your trance a bit as you promptly respond like a good pony.
>“Yes, Master?”
>Your voice is hoarse from earlier though you try to speak clearly.
“I don’t want anymore theatrics, alright? You behave you way you ought to starting right now or things aren’t going to go well for you, you understand me?”
>He still refuses to look at you, knowing his words are enough.
>…
>”Yes Master. I’m sorry Master. I’ll be a good girl like I’m supposed to.”
>Your voice is flat. Submissive. Just like Momma taught you.
>Don’t argue she would say.
>Never argue.
>You shouldn’t have made such a fuss when they came to take you…That was bad.
>The property is long and quiet as you travel across it. It's hard to stop thinking about how bad you were until to starts to worry you more and more.
>”Master?”
>He says nothing as he keeps trudging along the dusty path. You can see the main house up ahead in the distance.
>”Master I’m s-sorry. I’m sorry that I got s-scared and I yelled and I kicked and I was really bad a-and did th'atrics...I’m sorry.”
>The Wide Master chuckles with you in his arms and it shakes you a little. He mutters something weird. It sounds like Geezus?…But he’s laughing so you guess it’s okay?
>Tall Master actually takes a second to turn his head at you though it could be he’s just looking at Wide Master.
“Yes. Well. You know better know so don’t do it again.”

>>28742113
O-oh. Thank you. I intend to, but forgive me because I go slowly.

>>28742158
A short update, I know, but I'm going to end it here for now. I don't have enough of the next part to make it worthwhile but there should be more before too long since I'm motivated again.

>>28742147
This is the only real thing I've written, not sure what I would use as a trip or whether I really need one but maybe soonish?

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>>28742172

If ye write, ye must take upon a name for what ye do.

It makes it easier for fans of the work ye output to follow it.

>>28742192
\Oh God okay the pressure

>>28742158
>You know better know
Fuck. This is what I get for writing at 4 in the morning. Goodnight errybody.

>>28742256

Good night and pls, for the sake of my feels, finish