He trotted up to her with the leash and collar. Luna stood still for him. He put the collar back on her. He then grabbed the leash and clipped the leash on the collar. Finally, with his magic, he removed the blindfold from her. Once it was off, she rubbed her eyes before looking up at him.
"Can you walk or do you need help again with that?" He asked.
Luna tried standing up, but both of her legs were shaking. She struggled to keep her balance without falling. She stood there for a moment before taking a step forward.
"If I take it slow, I think I can do it on my own," Luna answered.
"Okay, just don't hurt yourself," he replied, sounding as if he cared.
"Don't worry. I won't," Luna promised.
"Alright then."
"Can my wings be untied now?" She asked, hopefully.
He thought to himself about this for a moment before answering.
"Hmmm, not right now."
Luna groaned in disappointment but didn't dare to argue with him. He then gave a small tug on the leash, and Luna took this as him saying to follow him. She took careful hoofsteps so she wouldn't fall over. He waited till Luna trotted pass him before he started trotting as well. She assumed he did this to make sure that she didn't try to do anything from behind. This told her that he was starting to trust her, but he didn't completely trust her yet. At least that was a start.
She took her time as she trotted up the stairs, using the railings as support. She did stumble a little, but not as bad as before where she would need his help. Luna stopped when they got to the top of the steps, unsure if she was allowed to open the door; the thought of something so simple being...beyond her status made her shudder slightly. He lit up his horn and opened the door for her, allowing Luna to trot out. She was met with the light from the outside. Luna shielded her eyes from the sudden brightness with her hoof. Once her vision had adjusted, she looked up and continued trotting.
They trotted down a small hallway before he stopped her at a door. He opened it, revealing a bathroom, and Luna trotted in. He followed her in shortly after, then shut the door behind himself.
Luna looked in the mirror and found herself looking similar to some days back, but worse than before, her mane more ragged. It took her a moment, but she also noticed she was...smaller, like when she had been purged by the elements of her evil form. She widened her eyes. She figured that she was very low on magic in her body. Her mane was at least more manageable like this, even if it was awfully light, at least in the unstained portions. This would make escape harder, however, as he now had a significant size advantage.
He turned on the water to the tub and was getting everything set up. Luna took this as an opportunity to use the toilet, emptying her bladder. She was glad that she got to use an actual toilet and not some stinky bucket, which made her quite thankful, even with the lack of privacy and him staring. Once she flushed the toilet, she stood back up and stretched her legs; she needed it after hanging from the ceiling for days.
As she stretched, she stared at the bathroom door and sighed. A big part of her was tempted to try to run, but she knew she had to wait. She was given one more shot at freedom, and she couldn't blow it again. She had a wait for the right moment, and it certainly wasn't now, when she could barely walk.
Just wait a little longer. We'll get our chance soon enough.
A hard slap to her rear, but far from the worst she'd had recently, brought her attention away from the door.
"As sexy as your hot ass dancing in place is, get in the tub, pet," he ordered while groping her.
Luna saw that the tub was now filled. Afraid of angering him, she did as told and slid down into the water, letting it block out the sounds around her. Her body immediately took notice as she felt the warm water hit her. After so long without it, she was surprised by the warmth of it. From deep inside her chest, through every cell of her body, the warmth welcomed her like an old friend. But it was strange to her because she never felt that way before. It was as if she forgot what it felt like. Who would have known that she would miss something simple like this someday?
She tried not to put too much thought into this. She couldn't dwell on it right now. She had other matters to be concerned about. She just tried to be happy that she was finally getting cleaned up.
"Let's get you cleaned up." He took a seat beside the tub and got on his knees.
With his magic, he grabbed the soap and sponge and started cleaning her. She stood still as he washed her. She wished that she could've done this herself, but didn't dare to say anything. She had gotten so far with this and everything had been going so well with her plan. She couldn't let one thing mess it all up, so she went along with it.
At least I'm getting cleaned.
Neither of them talked much during this. He would just tell Luna to go in different positions for where he wanted to clean her at. She would silently obey and move for him, even when he rather roughly scrubbed her crotch and asscrack, holding back a moan. Though the marks were still very noticeable, he did manage to clean most of the cum and blood off of her.
He then began to scrub her mane, but he didn't have much luck with it either. No matter how much shampoo he used, he couldn't get the cum or blood off, only resulting in giving her a few painful yanks instead.
"Stop please," Luna yelped. "Don't even bother. I tried already. Just leave it alone for now."
"You want me to leave it like this?" He asked, putting his hooves to her head to make her look to the mirror. It could've been worse, most of it at least had the bright blue showing.
"If you don't mind," she replied with a sigh.
He shrugged as he rinsed the shampoo off of her hair. "Suit yourself. It's your mane, not mine."
"It's fine, really," Luna assured him. "Don't worry about it."
"If you say so. Now dry off," he demanded as he grabbed a towel for her.
Luna got out of the tub and grabbed the towel from him. He used this time to drain the tub.
"Thank you," she said as she dried herself.
"No problem," he said. "Now come on. I have a few things in mind that I would like to try with you before taking you back down to the basement."
"Okay. Yeah, that sounds great," she said with a forced smile, although with her improving treatment, she didn't have to force it very hard.
He's in a good mood. Let's keep it that way.
"Alright then, after you," he beckoned.
Luna took this as a hint and trotted out of the bathroom with him shortly behind. She kept on trotting. The only problem for her was that she vaguely remembered the floor mat from her first escape attempt. She wasn't sure where to go or where they were heading.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"Just keep trotting forward. I'll tell you when to stop," he assured her.
They continued down the hall until they entered the living room. Since she wasn't in a hurry this time, she was able to get a better look around the room. It was nothing out of the ordinary, just a simple room. All the walls were white with two front windows. The floor was carpet and there wasn't much furniture or pictures on the walls. The only thing that stood out was a brick fireplace.
"I had to clean up your mess after you broke my chair," he teased her.
"Sorry, that wasn't my intention," she apologized.
He trotted past her this time. The leash still in his magic grip.
"I know what your intentions were," he said angrily, before pulling on the leash harder than before. Luna yelped as she was slightly forced forward. She decided it was best to stay quiet.
He took a step in front of the fireplace and sat on the floor. She wanted to stand a while to stretch out her legs, and he said nothing about it, so it seemed he would allow her to.
"Why the change of heart?" Luna asked.
"What do you mean by that?" He stared in confusion.
"I mean you're being nice to me," she explained herself.
"I'm trying to show you what can happen when you behave," he answered.
"Well, it's a nice change," Luna said.
He just smirked for a moment as he enjoyed the warmth.
"Come, pet, warm yourself up," he said invitingly, rather than demandingly.
She came over slowly, keeping her distance somewhat, to bask in the warmth that her body so craved.
He tugged slightly at the leash, bringing her close, then in one swift motion wrapped the hoof around her. It was uncomfortably close, but she knew better than to complain, and her body found it far more comforting than her mind, slowly eroding away her aversion to touching him. It made her sick to her stomach that she would want to snuggle her abuser, but she buried the thought as she considered how she might get out of this...he was perhaps too trusting of her.
The rumble of her belly broke the silence.
"Well, I see that your stomach isn't cooperating at staying quiet! It is about time for lunch...what would you like?" he asked as he looked down at her.
Luna was shocked at being given a choice, even a minor one. Before he had simply grabbed a can of a cheap, nutritious food item and shoveled it down her without even asking or cooking it, but now, she wondered if she could ask for a fancy dish like Celestia would make. His home certainly seemed like it was expensive, so he certainly could afford better than cans of beans.
He probably doesn't have anything good… She thought to herself to try to dispel such a notion and prevent becoming attached to him.
"Well, pet? You've been pondering the question for two minutes!" He said with a slight chuckle and a slap to her rear.
She blushed slightly, both out of embarrassment and a feeling of flirtatiousness from the touch.
Focus, all of these feelings are part of his plan, I just need to play along and fool him!
"U-um I just, sorry, what are the options?" She said in a hurry to buy a bit of time in the conversation, lest he got upset.
"Oh, there's quite the variety! Any vegetables you want, some varieties of beans, salmon, and even a few fruits and their juices like apples and oranges. No bananas, I'm afraid, the shipment comes in tomorrow," he replied.
Perfect. If I slip out tonight, I could meet with the delivery ponies to get rescued, or at least hide away in their wagon.
"I'd like…" Luna began but had to stop to take count of her numerous food cravings spurned by knowing it was available. "...a salmon fillet, an apple, and spaghetti with...a side of beans, and both orange juice and also...chocolate milk to drink."
I must be in worse shape nutritionally than I thought… a craving for sugar may be common in those starving, and beans make sense as well, but salmon and milk? My muscles must be wasting away...
"Ah, excellent choices, but let's save the salmon, milk, and spaghetti for dinner; it would take a while to prepare and my pet should get her fiber first and not spoil her little appetite," he said while patting her snout with his hoof.
He's trying to keep me weak for longer...although it does make sense; I'd probably scarf down the fillet without even chewing, chug the beverages, and end up with horrible indigestion or worse if left to my own devices. I can barely even focus…
Again lost in thought, she didn't notice him coming in for a kiss until his tongue breached her mouth roughly. Mind awash with a mix of disgust, desire, and even affection, she could barely reciprocate before he pulled away.
"Mmm, I will have the food shortly. Sit tight," he said as he tied the leash to a nearby hook in the wall and trotted off.
Luna sighed at the sight of the leash. She didn't even try messing with it. It wasn't the right time to try to escape. She had made it this far and everything was going so well. She had to make sure that when she made her move, nothing could go wrong.
At the moment, the only thing that was stopping her was getting past the door. She remembered him mentioning a spell that was on the door which was why she couldn't get out the last time. She had to find a way through the door.
Your moment will come. Just hold on a little while longer.
For now, she had to sit and wait for her master to come and bring her food. Just that thought alone made her sick. She felt like she was nothing more than a common dog.
Are they even looking for me?
She didn't have much hope that Celestia would find her, but the thought lingered in her mind. She wanted to know what they thought happened. Did they believe that she ran off or did they know that she was kidnapped?
She then stood up and looked out the window. She was trying to get a better view of where she was at. From the beginning, she assumed that she was still in Canterlot. However, now she was having the feeling that might not be the case. She couldn't see any other houses or any other ponies outside, just pine trees. She could only hope she wasn't too far to help.
Luna sat back down patiently as she waited for him. Mostly in boredom. She was tempted to call out for him. She did wonder why it was taking him so long. Maybe he was watching her, seeing if she was trying to escape or something. She went as far as the leash would let her go and try to see if she could find him around the corner or something to see if he was indeed watching her.
Unfortunately, she couldn't see that much, but she didn't doubt it. She sat back down and stretched out her legs. Her forelegs especially were feeling a bit better now, but she definitely wouldn't be able to run very far. Another thing that could be a problem were her wings. Her wings could be just as weak as her legs were, due to being confined to her sides for a week now. Hopefully, she wouldn't need to fly.
A few minutes later, he came back into the living room holding two trays of food with his magic. Luna smiled at the sight of real food. At this point, she had only eaten one can of beans since her abduction and it had been a week, so she was very hungry. He sat right next to her and put the tray down in front of her.
"Eat up my pet," he said politely rather than demanding.
It was the one order that she did not mind listening to at all. She immediately began eating as if she had never eaten anything before. She didn't care about anything at that moment except filling her belly. Her master was pleased to see his pet satisfied at her meal as he ate his own.
They both ate without a word, the only noise being from her rather ravenous, and downright uncouth, eating, along with a few belches that would've earned her a scolding from Celestia, both from their bawdy nature and about the health effects of eating too fast; Luna was far too hungry to care, however, and certainly to say anything, not that she'd really want to anyway. As she finished up, he paused his much slower eating and grinned.
"You liked it?" He asked with a little rub and tug of her cheek, bringing their heads to close together for a kiss.
"Yes of course. It's really good. Thank you, master," she thanked him, blushing a bit as he kissed her tenderly. Not a moment later, she let out the loudest belch she had in perhaps her entire life, inflating his cheeks slightly, and feared he would go into a rage.
Contrary to her fears, however, he only slightly reacted in surprise and disgust, pausing the kiss with eyes wide, but then continued it just as tenderly. Luna was stunned by such a turn of the cheek to her poor behavior and found herself barely able to think with the ongoing assault in her mouth as well. He even gave her a small pat as he pulled away.
"No problem, my pet," he replied as he returned to eating his meal. "You appeared to be very hungry."
Luna blushed in embarrassment and guilt, having realized he was behaving like a high-class noble, and her like a street urchin, and she was actually thanking him for degrading her like this. She put her head down and kept her eyes on the floor.
"Hey…" he put his hoof on her chin and lift her head up so she would look up at him, ignoring her flinch. "Don't feel bad about it. It's my job to take care of you. I should've kept you from eating that fast."
"Okay...I'll try not to," Luna responded.
"Good." He started petting her and messing with her now short mane.
She was definitely thrown off by his change of demeanor. The first few days he brutally tortured her and abused her. He told her that he wanted nothing more but a fuck toy. Now he was being nice. Though he was treating her like a dog, it was definitely fairly better than how he was treating her before. She just shook this thought out and went along with it, reminding herself why she was doing this and what her plan was.
Her master finished his meal a few minutes later. He got up and left the room with the dirty dishes. She wondered what he was doing besides just cleaning up. Luna wasn't sure what he had in mind, but she thought it had to be better than being put back in the basement. He came back moments later with some books and newspapers.
"I just want to take it easy and relax for a bit. I think you would want that as well," he suggested.
"Yes, that would be nice," Luna agreed as she looked towards the fireplace.
"Good."
He then sat down on the couch not too far away from where she was sitting. He sat the books and newspapers next to him. Within hoof's reach away Luna.
She just stared at them. She couldn't help but wonder if there was anything about her in those newspapers. Surely if word has gotten out, it would have made headlines about her sudden disappearance. She wanted to grab them and see for herself but just like with opening the door, she didn't know if she was allowed to. But she had to know. It was killing her not to know if they were in fact looking for her. It was up to the point that she didn't even care if they didn't know she was kidnapped. She just wanted to know if they were at least looking for her.
They have to be, right? They got to be…
Luna knew she could've easily just asked him if they were looking for her. However, there were parts of her saying that might not be the wisest thing to do.
One, he could easily lie and make something up. There was no way of knowing that he would actually tell her the truth. Two, it might frustrate him and cause him to torture her, which she obviously didn't want. Finally, and probably the most important reason was it would tell him and let him know that she still had hope of getting back to her sister and friends. If she wanted him to believe that she was broken or at least breaking, she couldn't let him know that there were still attachments to them. So she kept quiet about it and let those thoughts eat her inside.
Her eyes still were kept on the newspapers.
"There's nothing about you in there," he suddenly said.
Luna looked at him. "W-what?"
"I know you're curious about that, but just to get those thoughts out of your head, there's nothing about you. If there is a search going on, they haven't made anything public yet," he stated calmly with a sigh.
Luna felt like the ground around her had fallen out as she pondered the possibility that nopony even knew she was gone. Then a scary thought came to mind. Celestia could very well have even...even arranged for her to be captured like this…
No...don't think like that. You know better than to believe that. There must be a good reason...
She held back tears as she glanced over to him reading the newspaper. Luna moved a bit on the couch towards her master, not really consciously, out of a desire for closeness.
"Mmm, eager for comfort, pet? I'm afraid right now you must do your...duty," he told her as he glanced down at her.
Luna gulped and sighed before slowly moving her head to his crotch. He sighed as her lips came to his tip and she gently smooched at it. Strangely, however, he wasn't getting hard after nearly half a minute. Luna began to worry that he'd react in anger over her inability to get him excited.
"Hmm...pet, I was meaning to be gentle here, but I think I'll need… a little more in such a subdued atmosphere. You know, the prostate is very sensitive on males…" he replied.
The prostate? I know I've heard that before...of course! Last year there was a huge scandal… a whole platoon of guards earned an early retirement by guillotine for misconduct by forcing the maids to...Celestia said...oh dear me, even a common prostitute would be ashamed, he wants me to rim his butthole!
She paused the cock nibbling and looked up to his eyes with a bit of fear as he smirked.
"I see even a high class pony like you eventually got it!" He cheerfully smiled with a pat to her head and a chuckle.
Luna gulped and pulled away a bit, staring wide-eyed at his butt as he leaned over onto his side against the end of the couch, making his butthole face her. Luna froze as she eyed his pucker, but felt an...obligation to follow the command, and soon moved her lips to his anus.
However, all was not right, as she felt like a foal given a calculus test.
Luna gulped and pulled away a bit, staring wide-eyed at his butt as he leaned over onto his side against the end of the couch, making his butthole face her. Luna froze as she eyed his pucker, but felt an...obligation to follow the command, and soon moved her lips to his anus.
However, all was not right, as she felt like a foal given a calculus test. Don't I know this? As much as I turned away in disgust, I must've seen it a thousand times in the dungeons in the old days when a guard saying "kiss my butt" towards a prisoner asking for food was...very literal. The last time was when Celestia decided for a fitting final humiliation of the condemned guards… Oh, I know if I concentrate, I can remember what some of them did in their final moments that made the servants whine, but he's expecting something now!
"Um...what do I do, master?" She asked sheepishly, lips rubbing against his hole slightly.
"Lips around it, lick it, and put your tongue inside it after a bit if I'm still not hard. And pet, if you at any point pause in your licking, there will be consequences," he warned without even looking at her.
Simple enough...just need to push down any disgust.
Luna put her lips out and gave the hole a sort of kiss, then slid out her tongue, mentally steeling herself a bit before she began licking. As her tongue met the hole, eliciting a moan from him, she noted the taste thankfully wasn't that noticible, it was no worse than his cock, and likely gets cleaned often.
Maybe if I can establish a rhythm, I can think of a plan, it'll help not think about what I'm doing or search efforts...I need to concentrate.
She began to lick faster, as if his rear were a lollipop.
He has to die...if he's alive, I won't get very far. I could smother him with something. Or perhaps put his head into the fireplace…
Luna was just about to consider faster methods and weaponry, when she noticed his pucker tense up. Just as she realized what that meant, his hole sputtered out air. Luna's eyes went wide with horror, and for just a moment, she hesitated, but she kept licking. Thankfully, the next few sputters were small, and so only inflated her cheeks slightly before she could swallow the extra air.
Ugh...I know Celestia does this with guards facing punishment and servants sometimes, but she at least warns them and excuses herself...wait, why isn't he excusing himself? He always acts politely…
Luna's mind flashed to a memory of Celestia telling a funny story about Twilight Sparkle as a foal, how she'd often find the young magical prodigy profusely apologizing to guards or even Philomena or the palace squirrels about the slightest of of accidental releases of gas from either end. Celestia had to make it very, very clear to the filly that certain beings like pets don't count for manners, as they don't care about it themselves, and so you should treat being around just them as being alone…
I'm a pet...pets don't count. I'm nothing but a disgusting animal, removed from social considerations…
Strangely, this realization comforted Luna, though she didn't have long to stew on it before another small release from him brought her back to reality.
"Oh my, pet, I'm afraid we'll have to cut this short and change plans, I'm in need of the restroom. Come along with me," he ordered as he put down the newspaper and got up, holding her leash.
Luna's lips pulled away with a pop and she followed along very closely, avoiding even the need for him to tug on the leash. As she trotted along and belched to let out the gas she swallowed, she realized it was rather strange how good she felt about the whole situation, but didn't really have time to dwell on it.
He took her to the same bathroom as before, and closed the door. He took a bit to empty his bladder, and all the while, she awkwardly stared at his cock and the stream like a puppy looking at a treat held out of reach, wings slightly extended and blushing. He chuckled a bit when he noticed, before sitting down. Luna stared at him awkwardly a moment more, not sure what she should do in this situation besides act like a dog brought into the bathroom with its owner, as that's what she was.
Sure enough, he gently put a hoof to the back of her head and guided her closer...until her lips met his erect cock.
"The dirty mares call this a 'blumpkin'. Suck well while I poop, pet, or maybe I'll feed you to a dragon to turn you into poop!" He threatened with a guffaw.
Luna gulped, as he'd just revealed he knew about a way to kill an alicorn... She obediently began sucking like her life depended on it, for it very well might have.
After having tasted his rear hole, his cock was pleasantly salty, although she wished it had been as bland. Her tongue swirled around the tip, and she actually felt, as he moaned loudly, like she was becoming good at this, smiling a little.
Have I really gotten this far? I want to be a good little slut for him…
It felt like no time at all before she was deepthroating him, thrusting her head back and forth as he panted. Her gag reflex was still trying to make her puke up lunch, but she was more in control of it than previous times. She pulled away a bit to give the cock a little nuzzle and sloppy tip kiss, smiling and feeling like she'd gotten her doggy treat.
"Aa-aah, pet, I'm close! Suck me hard!" He shouted as he put both hooves on her head.
She couldn't help but obey, deepthroating him again hard as he panted and began to cum. His seed flooded her mouth and a plop could be heard. A flush soon followed as he came down from climax and patted her.
"Good pet...they'd love you in the club, as a 'bathroom attendant'," he complimented with a smirk.
"I want to stay with you, master…" Luna replied without a thought.
I should hate him for this...this is as degrading as it gets...but...I can't...ugh, I need to get out of here!
He just smiled as they locked eyes for a bit.
"Um, master...I need to pee," she said, breaking the silence.
"Of course, pet, I wouldn't want to stain my expensive sofa!" He replied with a chuckle before getting off the toilet and letting her use it.
Luna strained just a moment before an intense bit of flatulence erupted, followed eventually by her stream. She blushed as she relieved the pressure from both holes.
"Pet, have you been holding in gas for me? I appreciate the gesture, but I don't want my pet getting blocked up. You're not a damn lady anymore, you're a pet, so when you need to, just let rip away from me and the furniture, and don't excuse yourself either," he ordered with a little roll of his eyes.
Luna wanted, with every fiber of her being, to argue, but she simply nodded as she flushed.
He's right. Pets don't have manners… I hadn't even noticed I was doing it, I'm just so used to being an actual high-class pony.
"Now clean out your mouth. I don't want to taste my own dirty parts when I kiss you," he said casually.
Luna complied hastily, using a bit of soap, just to be sure she wouldn't anger him. As soon as she spat out the awful-tasting soapy water, he yanked her away from the sink, and back to the living room. Along the way, Luna thought again about her escape as her tummy grumbled a bit.
I could've done it back there... I could've grabbed something and hit him over the head while his cock was in my mouth… I just need something blunt, or sharp… Aha, I'll ask for dinner!
"Um, shouldn't we eat again? It's getting late, master," she informed.
"Ah, good idea, pet. I'm not hungry myself, but I'll get something for you. Salmon and spaghetti with milk, yes?" He asked tenderly as he tied her leash to a post in the wall and trotted towards what had to be the kitchen door.
He remembered… Celestia would never remember what I wanted this long…
"Uh, yes! Please," she confirmed with the most exuberance she'd shown since her capture.
"As you wish," he replied before going through the door.
Luna hit herself hard with a hoof.
I've got to not utterly fawn over my ma-... my captor. Ugh, the torture wouldn't be so bad if he were just an ugly villain and I was still chained up. Is this how they all break?
Luna sat dejectedly as she tried her best to maintain a hold on the idea that he was not her friend, but an enemy and the time seemed to vanish as he came out with food in what seemed like under a minute.
"Hot and ready to eat, my pet. I've gotten us both the same, though don't expect this every night. Pets eat whatever their master gives them, after all," he said as he untied her leash.
It made sense logically, but Luna wanted to deny it. However, she couldn't really think much at all with the smell of the spaghetti sauce hitting her nostrils. She inhaled heartily and almost began eating from the plate while it was still in his hoof.
He chuckled a bit and ruffled up her short mane before trotting back to the living room. Finally, she dug in greedily to the nutritious, high-protein meal. He hadn't given her silverware, but she didn't even realize such until she finished, burped, and laid her head against his chest.
Looking down, she saw him using a knife and fork on his salmon fillet like a noble. He clearly had been raised in wealth, and she was somewhat thankful on reflection that she hadn't been abducted by a swamp pony in a shack, and shared among a highly-inbred family. She didn't hate such ponies for their different lifestyle, but she sure wouldn't want to be a part of it herself.
Of course, as she noticed a bit of pressure in her bowels and, against her learned habits, farted noisily for several seconds, she realized that it wasn't exactly like there would be a manners difference on days where her master didn't have company...and that might be most of the time.
As he finished his fillet and read his book, Luna began to slowly drift off to sleep. Her sense of time failed her, and she yawned a bit, ready to enjoy a nap when...she heard snoring above her. She snapped awake and got up a bit.
He's asleep...now is my chance!
She looked to the table in front of him, with the plate...and knife a that looked quite sharp.
She watched carefully as she reached out to get it. She kept an eye on her kidnapper just in case he woke up. She slowly grabbed it off the table, trying not to be too loud. She stood up and looked down at him. He was still in a blissful sleep.
She breathed heavily with the knife in her hoof. She felt the room around her begin to spin and her heart beating faster. It wouldn't be the first time she wanted to kill somepony, after all, she did try to kill her sister as Nightmare Moon. But wanting to kill somepony and actually doing it are two very different things.
Just think about all he had done to you. Think about what he took away from you. From the others. Just do it...
She had one more shot at getting away. She had to do this. She needed to do this.
One stab will do it...
She closed her eyes and got ready to swing the blade.
Author's Note:
This was a very interesting chapter to write and edit. I was very scared at first about posting this. I wasn't sure how you readers would take it. But I want to finish this story and move on. So you like it, you like it. You hate it then you just hate it. I do hope you liked it but if you didn't, I understand.
I also like to take a moment to thank Nebbie. He/she has been a very big part of this story. They not only helped me be able to continue this story but they also helped me improved it. I honestly didn't even like this story as much myself until after the improvements. So I like to thank them for helping me get this story on a better path.
Also thanks to TehUltimmareFreakRobot for proofreading this chapter.