Previously: after helping Sweetie Belle come over her tantrum, Apple Bloom flees from the scene when she believes her sister is going to punish her for having sex with Sweetie and Scootaloo. She escapes to Zecora in the Everfree forest where she learns there is a potion that can solve her problems. However, the potion made Apple Bloom temporarily grow several years in age, bringing out Zecora's true motives for 'helping' her. It all ends up with them both making love, shortly pronouncing their true emotions for each other after the act. Suddenly, Applejack charges in through the door and witnesses her little sister in bed with the foreign zebra...
The resolve of love
"Murdered?" the dark purple colt soon entering the age of a stallion asked while lighting up the cigarette in his mouth. His eyes were focused on the beige pegasus mare sitting in front of him over the table, Winter Breeze. Her name was rather fitting to the weather outside of the reception to the rehabilitation agency. Just a moment later, the male pony known as Soul Hook could now see his mentor using a most annoyed facial expression while staring at a picture attached to the stack of papers in her fore hooves.
The weakly lit reception was big enough for a dozen of ponies to be in there at the same time without taking too much room, each wall was filled with simple chairs except the front side since that wall was made entirely out of glass, the reception desk was shaped as a thick circle of finely shaped wood in the middle of the room. And instead of chairs standing in front of the glass wall, there were a few white tables, which those two ponies had taken their place to talk.
"Yes... Soarin', the ex-captain of 'The Wonderbolts' was found dead the next day after his escape from the Canterlot dungeons. Or well... they found the remains of him, at least" she stated with a sigh as she looked on the picture clenched together with the informative papers thanks to a paper clip. She certainly didn't like the image at all for several reasons, not only because she wanted the guilty scumbag to rot in jail during the thirty-five years she was promised they'd suffer...
As Soul Hook exhaled the smoke from the corner of his mouth, he was presented with the small stack of paper landing on the white table in front of him. "See what I mean?" she asked as the male's eyes widened little in response.
Aside from the personal information about the victim, the image Winter Breeze talked about spoke more then a thousand of those papers. On the image, he saw guts, bones, a shredded pale coat, and blood... especially blood. This was truly the work of nothing else but somepony who had serious issues with this stallion. Death caused by natural accidents were out of the question.
Winter Breeze leaned back on her wooden chair, seriously troubled by this fact. "The technicians who studied the scene stated some rather... disturbing things about his death and what could have caused it" she said in a try to catch the colt's attention.
"What about it? The fact that the head was gone if not crushed to pieces?" he answered and took a last glance at the picture. The shrink shook her head slowly.
"They said that he had suffered torture, slow and painful treatments meant to cause more pain then immediate death. There were traces of grievous cut wounds where his cutie marks were supposed to be, scars from a hacksaw on his missing wings and mauled bones probably caused by a sledgehammer. But the most disgusting thing was without doubt the fact that his blood contained more adrenaline then an adrenal can produce" she ended to let her companion have a moment for the hint to hit his head.
With a finally cocked eyebrow, he inhaled another puff of the lethal smoke and exhaled through his nostrils. "You mean that whoever did this wanted him to stay awake and alive during the ordeal?".
Winter Breeze nodded. "And they guessed he lasted for approximately forty-five minutes before death" the mare stated before she leaned over the white table with supporting fore knees. "But what troubles everypony around the security area the most is how in Equestria he escaped the dungeons. Several guards had reported that somepony had unlocked a few cells filled with prisoners, thus causing a smaller riot during the exact same moment nopony was watching Soarin' and Spitfire's cage. Also there were reports of broken locks to the emergency shaft leading out from the dungeons... and everything is one, big mystery..." she said and buried her muzzle in her fore hooves.
"What do you mean, miss Winter Breeze?" Soul Hook asked as he leaned over and flickered his cigarette above the ashtray on the table.
The beige pegasus grunted in frustration, continuing to her point after revealing her middle-age muzzle. "If we are talking motives, we have dozens of suspects. But HOW THE HAY can somepony do all this without getting at least noticed? The prisoners claimed that the doors were suddenly unlocked without knowing who did it, the guards hadn't seen anypony out in the hallways, and there were absolutely no traces or evidences left behind... it just doesn't make any sense".
Out in the cold Everfree forest, an isolated house carved from an old tree had the most tensed ambiance the number of three ponies could create. Two of them rested on a comfortable bed, still locked with their lips to each other as they looked at the intruding visitor standing in the door opening. The first equine was Apple Bloom, sharing a sweet kiss with her newfound lover Zecora who was the second character in this scene, and the orange earth pony wearing a stetson and a golden mane named Applejack was the last piece needed to create the boiling aura of hostile reactions.
"A... Apple... Bloom...? Z... Ze-Zeco'a...?" the apple-pony said in a shivering stutter as she beheld the forbidden sight before her. Seeing her sister with a mare like Zecora was beyond her imagination, but facts where facts. She had caught them with their hooves in the cookie jar, exposed as both shared a kiss to celebrate the afterglow. For a few seconds, they were all silent and staring at each other, allowing the two enjoying females of different ages to disconnect the symbol of physical love.
Apple Bloom was kinda locked too, her mouth was wide-open while she stared at her sister, knowing that she didn't only had escaped an obvious scolding... now she had probably dug her own grave too according to the young foal's mind. The zebra in this act didn't quite knew how to explain this either. She hadn't even been given time to talk about this to her young lover. However, as she kept wandering in empty thoughts, Applejack noticed the detail that would deal the killing blow.
Her green eyes landed on the tool laying on the floor in front of the bed: the soaked double-dildo. In a quick shift, she had looked at the couple and the toy a few times. An idea suddenly began to breed in the farmer's mind, slowly enhancing without any ability to be stopped.
"Uh... Applejack... wait, lemme explain this!" the young filly known as Apple Bloom said as she squirmed out from Zecora's gentle pining. Without any resistance, the pale olive filly was now standing on the floor, using her most innocent and worried expression to distract her big sister's ideas. Zecora soon got up too, carrying a more indifferent expression, however.
But her words passed by unnoticed through A-J's ears. The only thing this orange earth pony could think about now was the burning emotions in her mind causing heavy breathings. Second after second, both eyebrows arched into anger, the lips frowned with exposed gritting teeth, pure hatred and anger burned in the twitching eyes, and everything between reasoning and civilized behavior was turned into dust by the scarlet instincts to kill.
"ZECO'A, YO' FILTHY, BUCKIN' FOAL-FIDDLER!" the enraged farmer roared out as every muscle in her body tensed before charging straight at the target of her overwhelming anger.
In the background of Apple Bloom's cry, Zecora only had time to widen her eyes in shock before the orange forehead rammed into her striped one. The handsome stetson flew off the golden blonde mane and landed like a dead leaf on the floor next to Apple Bloom.
There was no blood, but a mighty bruise took its place on the the zebra's head as she was knocked back into the bed. The moment of pain was excruciating for both of them, but not enough to quench the fire burning up Applejack from the inside. As Zecora was about to yell due to the vibrating ache tearing her skull to pieces, she was already grabbed around the neck by her abuser's forelegs, violently thrown of the bed down to the floor.
"Nooo! Applejack, quit it!" the little filly pleaded as fear locked her in place. At that moment, the zebra was laying next to her big cauldron, struggling to get up on her legs again with a painful grimace. Sadly, the rage in her hostile visitor's heart was far from being satisfied. "WHUT IN TARNATION HAF YO' DONE T'MAH SISTER?" she yelled at the top of her lungsagain to the shook-up zebra, walking up to her with intentions of more violence.
"Applejack! Ah told yo' t'quit it!" Apple Bloom begged once again while she saw her rampaging sibling taking out her frustration on the virtually defenseless mare. But she was not only blinded by rage, she was deafened by it too.
In a swift move, the unprepared Zecora grit her teeth when the moderately strong kick crashed into her side, sending her scraping on the floor a few hooves. It was at that moment some stains of blood dripped from the foreign equine's mouth, proving that her internal organs took some damage from the fit hindlegs of Applejack. "HUH? SPEAK UP, YO' DISGESTIN' SON OF A WHORSE!" was all her ringing ears could hear when the increasing pain tormented her body. She could hardly gain the power to stand up now, not that A-J cared even the slightest.
"Oh, is thet it? Wal, howsabout ah end yer mizzuable life har an' now?" the hostile pony asked as her tone finally lost its screaming volume. And after those words, Zecora flashed her eyes wide-open and turned her head towards the threat of death. She was still laying on her side, powerless to even speak up with the intensive pain in both head and side.
But as Applejack, still gritting teeth in extreme anger and hate, stood right in front of her downed opponent, she halted when an obstacle suddenly ran up between her and Zecora.
"AH SAID QUIT IT, APPLEJACK!" the olive foal yelled while shielding the zebra with her own, significantly smaller, body. In an instant, the mentioned pony lifted an eyebrow from her twitching and bloodshot eyes. Nothing made sense for her now other then all the furious thoughts running through her brain. Zecora stared at her protector, thanking every higher being she knew of for finally giving the young child willpower to act.
"Whut in tarnation are yo' doin', Apple Bloom? Git outta mah way so ah can larn her whut happens when yo' violate somepony frum th' apple family!" the angry earth pony screamed at her sister, using all the malevolence her enraged state could bring out. But those words only kindled the younger filly's own anger.
"No! An' if yo' hurt Zeco'a agin, I'll hurt yo' too! Do yo' git thet, Applejack?" the pony of same flesh and blood like her elder sister answered to clearly mark her point and standing in this.
A-J furrowed her eyebrows, loosing more patience and ability to forgive after hearing this. Her eyes looked over the small obstacle to see Zecora letting off a weak smirk, understanding that her young lover was already prepared to go this far just for her sake. Sadly, this apple-pony wasn't even close to being ready for such behavior, thus misinterpreting it heavily.
Her eyes glared down at Apple Bloom, radiating the still burning tempest in her heart. "Mah goodness, Apple Bloom. Yo' muss haf seen way too much witcher friends fo' proteckin' this hyar wicked enchantress..." she virtually hissed before taking a hard step forward.
The olive foal snorted and scraped a fore hoof to the floor, exclaiming the ultimate gesticulation in hostile behavior while returning the glare. "Yo' knows she ain't no enchantress, an' especially not evil! If yer tryin' t'git close t'her, yo'll hafta git by me fir..." she tried to state the second before the bigger earth pony suddenly did something she'd never do in normal cases.
With a mean foreleg, Applejack pushed aside her much weaker sibling, showing no mercy thanks to the uncontrollable bloodlust hungering to further the brutal beating. "Yo'll git fo' puttin' them wrong ideas in mah sister's haid, Zeco'a!" was her final words before she stood next to the downed zebra and raised the right foreleg to stomp her source of hatred in the ribs, forcing the pummeled victim to yelp in pain and cough from overexert. Applejack didn't change her furious expression, instead kept it like a statue while seeing the suffering she caused in a dead stare.
As more stains of blood spilled on the floor, another pony had grown a serious temperament.
Applejack grimaced in pain, feeling small teeth crunching her hindleg so hard it couldn't go unnoticed. After a quick glance over her shoulder, she saw Apple Bloom's mouth stuck around the orange leg, provoking her to try shake of this troublesome nuisance. "Ow! Let... go, Apple Bloom!" she ordered and waved her wounded hindleg. "NO!" Apple Bloom exclaimed with her muffled voice, biting harder.
"Okay, thass it!" A-J roared and decided to go over the edge. Her other hindleg arched forward, ending up into a weak kick to the smaller pony's face. With a shocked yelp, Apple Bloom slid over the floor while covering her face, whimpering from the frightening pain throbbing her cheek. "Apple Bloom!" Zecora succeeded to call out when she saw her beloved little pony in pain. But no matter how much she tried, her body just wouldn't obey to get up.
Going unaware of what she just did to her poor sister, Applejack turned back her head to look down at the victim of this outrageous pony that was herself.
The moment grew dark, filled with the presence of the worst possible. A monstrosity took control, guiding an honest and strong soul to the path of ultimate vengeance.
With absolutely no hesitation, Applejack took one last glance at the striped mare before turning around, tensing all muscles in her hindlegs before lifting up both of them in an arched pose.
Zecora closed her eyes and felt the touch of death stroking her neck carefully as she saw the powerful hindlegs aiming for her head.
A single second before the unforgiving act, and the earth pony still didn't regret anything.
Apple Bloom revealed a tear falling down her bruised cheek as Applejack's hindlegs charged away...
In another room, far away from what's happening in the Everfree forest, the Sugarcube Corner was darkened with a mere lamp turned on next to a bed. This room was located on the upper floor of the shop, temporarily occupied by two fillies in their best days of youth. In a sweet connection, Ditzy Doo the mailmare moaned in ecstasy to feel her lovely pony Pinkie Pie treating her lips so carefully.
The pink earth pony moaned back, certainly enjoying her fine marefriend in all ways possible through this simple act. Laying in the bed on top of the gray pegasus, she gently rubbed her entire body over the soft coat, alluring a cute blush on Ditzy's cheeks. Finally, after several seconds of contact, both ponies disconnected the kiss to look into each others eyes.
"Hee hee hee! You liked that, didn't you?" Pinkie asked in all playfulness to tease her lover while keeping the same kind of bedroom eyes she always wore in moments like this. Ditzy giggled as her blush enhanced, fully aware that this party-pony knew how to push all of her buttons.
"Quit it, Pinkie! You know I do" she responded while looking with her crossed eyes at the teasing thing pressing her body into the comfortable bed. Suddenly, a thought hit her mind, bringing her to ask a question about a little earlier. "What was it you wanted to celebrate, by the way? You said something good had happened" she stated after the question.
Pinkie giggled with her causal grin, aware that they sure had something to celebrate. In fact, so worth celebrating that she was going to give her lover a night to always remember in difference from all the previous unforgettable nights they've shared before. After slowly wrapping her poofy tail around one of Ditzy's hindlegs, she nuzzled the gray cheek to get closer to the equally colored ear.
"Let's say that somepony finally got what he deserved..." she whispered with a mean grin and rubbed her nether against Ditzy's...
Back in the hollowed-out tree in the middle of the cold forest, Apple Bloom yelled at the top of her lungs when the violent scene appeared in front of her...
Zecora opened her eyes, noticing she was still alive and that Applejack was gone.
With a hard crash into one of the shelves filled with several potions and ingredients, the orange earth pony felt her back and head ache from the impact. Two strong hooves pressed her down to the floor, forcing all movements to halt until A-J realized who just had assaulted her. But the pony who mentioned the name of this sudden visitor first was Apple Bloom.
"Rainbow Dash?" her young lips exclaimed while the blue pegasus with her rainbow streams grunted to keep Applejack in place. She had taken a sip from the well of anger too, frustrated over seeing this scene.
"Applejack! What in Celestia's name are you doing?" she screamed into her friend's face, hardly believing she just had stopped her from killing another equine. However, the mentioned pony didn't quit struggling. "Let go of me, Rainbow! Ah'm gonna kill thet cursed zebra fo' whut she haf done t'mah sister!" Applejack yelled back after her snort and continual struggle to break free.
Her forelegs were pressed down to the floor, forcefully held in place even though they trembled a lot. "What? Kill her? Are you insane?" Rainbow countered and added more pressure to her already overexert forelegs. She slowly lost control, unaware that this earth pony was more furious then ever before. And just when her concentration broke for a mere blink of an eye, Applejack finally spread her hindlegs to kick away the blue pillars that were Rainbow's hindlegs.
The pegasus collapsed over the orange body, immediately pushed away when her pressure on the forelegs dropped. Now Applejack was fully free to quickly get up before her friend had time to do the same. And just when her next charge was set...
"ENOUGH!" a female voice called out before a purple ray of magic shot at Applejack, enchanting her body to fall limp to the floor like a ton of bricks had landed on her. After a hard thud and frightened yelp from the farmer-pony, Rainbow stood up on all four again and brushed of some dust from her chest, glaring at the perplexed and disarmed pony in the meantime.
Apple Bloom turned her head to the door, discovering the source of this disciplined voice and powerful magic. It was Twilight Sparkle, the smartest pony she knew of, who had entered the battle to finish it. Tight behind her was Sweetie Belle who quickly noticed the olive foal, immediately running over to see if her friend was okay. During that, Zecora finally found the strength to at least get up on her stomach, still fighting against the headache and internal pain to get up all the way.
But what took most place in this scene was the lavender unicorn who stood in the center of everypony. She glanced at the two foals, the wounded zebra, Rainbow Dash and finally the maddened pony she had freed from all movement thanks the thick shroud of magic.
She was more then just disappointed, she was even more then seriously curious to know what the hay was going on here. Her expression told of dedication and a slight amount of anger. "Okay... what... is going on here? Why is Zecora beaten blue, why is Apple Bloom crying, and why... tell me WHY I just heard that YOU..." she paused and looked down at her lover grunting in frustration. "... wanted to kill Zecora?".
All the ponies looked at Twilight who had decided to take command of this slowly calming situation. An explanation was more the necessary now...
"Mmmhh..." Ditzy moaned out as her playful lover tightened the ropes around her gray forelegs. She loved to feel every little thing Pinkie did to her, even if it involved getting tied up and unable to move just for the sake of her pleasure. The earth pony kept smiling as she saw her lover laying in the bed.
Tied with her forelegs behind her back, gagged with a pink ball in her mouth, blindfolded by a black piece of cloth around her head, her hindlegs widely separated by a spreader bar of iron, and a large, pink vibrator laying between the spread hind knees. In short, a completely defenseless pony with a soaked marehood just waiting for her sweet stimulation.
As the blush enhanced on Pinkie's cheeks, she crawled up with her naked body on the bed again, enjoying the sight of such an innocent and pure pony about to get desecrated by pure lust. "You look so~o pretty, my little silly-filly. I just... wanna make you scream..." she whispered loudly to add her own effect of sexiness. And when she heard Ditzy's embarrassed giggle from the ball gag, it was enough for her to know it was all green to go.
The earth pony picked up the vibrator carrying her color, adoring its size while studying the buttons for each option in how to use it. So many to choose between, but her mind already knew which one to use first: medium vibration.
The blue eyes landed on the dripping slit, enticing the tongue to lick the lower lips. In an instant, Ditzy jerked her entire body when the nice vibration teased her opening. "Mhgnnnhh" she tried to moan out, only causing some saliva to squeeze out from her tight gag. She liked that, she wanted more, she wanted it inside her... she wanted it so badly.
"Hmmh... nnhnghh!" she exclaimed and squirmed to signal the desperate need. Pinkie giggled. "Aawww... does my little Ditzy want her lollipop?" she teased further while stroking the vibrating end of her tool against the mentioned pony's treasure, slowly pressing inside the trembling head between the gray lips virtually screaming to feel a penetration. "Hmmghh! Mhghuuhh!" the blonde pegasus replied and nodded in her extreme need.
Biting her lower lip in pure ecstasy from seeing this, Pinkie grinned widely, switched up the level from medium to max... and pushed the toy even slower inside this warm and soaked love hole.
Ditzy screamed as the vibrating dildo mauled her labia, flickering them so hard she couldn't even begin to understand what was happening to her preciousness. Pinkie laughed from the deepest core of her heart when seeing the violent effects her lover received. It was like electricity tortured her body, causing heavy trembles in every cell of the pegasus. Ditzy jerked her head for each inch digging deeper between her tight inner walls, groaning and screaming due to the unnecessarily strong vibration tearing her flesh and mind apart.
It was pain to know her hindlegs were firmly in place by the spreader bar, and to add the fact that she couldn't move her tied forelegs which she rested on either, this whole scenario brought a crippling fear combined with lust. Knowing that whatever happened to her was caused by Pinkie turned the most sensitive mental spots of her brain. "Ohhh! Look how wet you are!" the pink filly exclaimed in excitement after noticing the love juice her pony extracted. And as some shot at her muzzle due to the vibrator's extreme movements, the giggling kept going.
The toy had almost reached Ditzy's deepest part, massacring the entire soaked cave of flesh so intensively it almost hurt. But like she already knew, the warmth could only increase while she squirmed for her life. This stimulation didn't just satisfy her, it summoned an extreme emotion begging to get some more.
"Ghhuun! Hinkrhie, hrah whah whror!" the cross-eyed pegasus filly tried to say in her personal darkness, ending up getting a misinterpreted response. "Oh, silly Ditzy! I already know you're a whorse! And I also know you want more..." she changed her voice from exalted to lustful again, going for the last part of this act before proceeding to the next one.
Without any mercy, Pinkie Pie grabbed the vibrating monster with both her fore hooves, twisting it around clockwise inside Ditzy's sore flesh of love. Her moaning increased in volume several times, breaking all borders for her body as a sweet, yet forced orgasm poured through her head all the way down to her stuffed hole. When some spittle dripped down on her gray neck, the party-pony rejoiced in a happy squeal as she dived her snout down to the climaxing marehood.
In an instant, the toy was unplugged, causing some surprise for Ditzy before her female fluids squirted all over Pinkie's face, soaking her with stickiness whilst the air got tainted with moans from both ponies...
Inside the secluded home, a voice using many rhymes had spoken for a short while.
"... So my admission says that a crime I certainly have committed" Zecora ended while getting her mane carefully stroked by Apple Bloom who sat next to her. This little filly didn't really want to agree, her heart had already spoken a truth after the sweet moment she had shared with this foreign mare. If it weren't for the mean bruise still aching on her cheek, she would have nuzzled her lover's snout.
Applejack had finally reduced her rampaging mood into a state of moderate anger, actually listening now instead of trying to break free from this unbreakable shroud of purple magic. Twilight and Rainbow looked rather amused to what they'd just heard, especially Twilight. "A potion that enhances age? Wow, I had no idea herbals could be that... super" she uttered with some hesitation. "Yeah, but that sounds a bit creepy, actually" Rainbow added and looked at the little foal.
"Still doesn't... give her th' r-right... t'take mah sister's... virginity!" Applejack stated even though the heavy shroud made it hard to even speak. All attention landed on the orange pony as she continued in her grunting arguing. "Apple Bloom... is too young... fo' enny... of this! It's Rarity's fault... fo'... gittin' caught so these... fillies saw thin's they weren't supposed to... see !" she finished and focused on trying to breath instead.
Sweetie Belle looked down on her fore hooves with a sad frown, knowing that it actually began with her getting such an outrageous tantrum, ending with her friends trying to come up with a solution involving kissing. She knew that's what her sister and the three others apparently did, and it really was more alluring to do then she had suspected at that moment.
"Okay, so let me get this straight:" Twilight said before sitting down and tapping a fore hoof down to the floor for each thing she now counted up. "Apple Bloom came here, told Zecora what happened, so Zecora wanted to help Apple Bloom by giving her a potion that would enhance her age..." the lavender pony then paused and turned her head to the striped mare still laying on her stomach. "... but during all this time, you actually wanted more then just to 'help' her, so you used the moment to seduce her?".
The several times mentioned equine glanced at her little foal, noticing the gamboge eyes worn by a pony ready to support her whenever needed. "Apple Bloom have for me always been a special friend, a message of affection I one day hoped to send. Like a blessing she visited me this night, and resisting her improved beauty was indeed a lost fight..." the zebra revealed, blushing like it was a big secret from the start.
However, Apple Bloom just smiled. Now it was her turn to speak after turning her head to Twilight. "An' Zeco'a haf always been a special somepony t'me too. Ah... ah acshully wanted it all t'happen" the olive foal stated as her only source of defense.
Twilight frowned and looked down at A-J, reconsidering to release the magic holding her down. "Can I let you go, Applejack? Have you calmed down?" she asked. It took some time for the answer to come, but soon the addressed pony spoke with a calm voice. "Yes...".
"Really? You won't go crazy again?" Rainbow asked too, remembering the brutal strength her friend used just a moment ago. "Ah promise... ah won't do anythin'" the disarmed earth pony said even though her cheek like the rest of her body was still firmly planted to the floor. Knowing that Applejack after all carried the element of honesty, Twilight's last shred of doubt broke after hearing that. Thus, she dispelled her magic.
While Applejack groaned in exhaustion and relief, Apple Bloom felt an urge to speak even though she already had received some fact about her sister's ease for using violence. Concentrating all of her reasonable thoughts, she hoped her sister would understand now. "Please, big sister. Ah love Zeco'a an' she loves me. Cain't yo' accepp thet?" her voice virtually pleaded.
The elder sister got up on her hooves with no response to that. Her aura was heavy and still without any comfort, bringing serious doubts to all present ponies if she really had calmed down at all. However, the emerald green eyes finally landed on Apple Bloom. "Yo'... do whut yo' feel like t'do... but whutevah yer young mind kin come up about this, ah won't suppo't it even th' smallest" she paused before quickly glaring at Zecora again.
"An' yo', Zeco'a! If ah evah see yo' at our farm, ah won't waste time beatin' yo' up befo'e buckin' th' haid of yer neck" was her last words before turning around, looking mean and more disappointed then ever. The zebra didn't seem to take the threat seriously, but behind the relaxed facade she had decided to keep, there was a gulp. Twilight didn't like hearing any of those words.
"But A-J..." she had time to say as the mentioned pony walked over to pick up her stetson from the floor before exiting the home with a hanging head, ignoring whatever her lover had in mind. This place was of no interest to her anymore, so leaving felt like the only right thing to do now, not that she had anything else planned.
At that moment, nopony remaining inside the tree knew if things were cool now or not.
But Rainbow Dash wanted something more to be said, thus turning her head to Apple Bloom and Zecora. "Sooo... do any of you two need to see a doctor? Those wounds and bruises look rather nasty" she stated with implements about the striped mare's condition. But the foreign equine smirked with a glance at her young, caressing lover. "Even though my life just hanged on the line, the healing herbs I have will make me feel just fine" she responded and nuzzled back on Apple bloom's clean cheek.
Letting go of a concerned expression aimed at the olive filly, Rainbow knew that there was a better question to ask. "And what about you, Apple Bloom?".
The mentioned pony didn't return the look, instead left a short pause for everypony to imagine what her thoughts possibly could be. "Ah... ah'm fine. An' ah reckon ah sh'd follow mah sister... but ah also wanna stay hyar wif Zeco'a an' look af'er her" she said to point out that she didn't know which one of the options to choose between.
"I think you should stay" Twilight suddenly entered the conversation with. "It's probably better if I talk to her about this in a day or so. Applejack need some time for herself to reconsider her actions and your decision..." she explained and slowly turned her head towards Sweetie Belle. "And it's probably for the better that you go back to Rarity and talk to her, Sweetie. I can promise she must be worried sick about you now...".
The pale little filly frowned again, knowing it was true what Twilight said. Things had certainly changed enough to allow some apologies and explanations. "Yeah... can you take me home, Twilight?" she asked only to get quickly answered by a smirking lavender unicorn nodding her head.
But one pony was still not pleased with any of this, a pegasus pony to be more precise. Her blue wings flapped up together with her furrowed eyebrows. "Then it's settled! But I wanna deal with Applejack before I leave her alone!" she exclaimed and hovered up in the air.
"Ugh... Rainbow, do you really think that's a good idea after everything she's just gone through?" Twilight asked with an unamused tone and fitting facial expression. But the confident and more then enough radical pegasus just smiled back. "She won't listen to ME talking... but I know SOMEPONY who can talk to anypony including her..." the response became as she thought of a very certain pony in her head.
With little to no complaints about her decision, Rainbow flew out through the open door and then soared up from the thick tree crowns of the Everfree forest, aiming towards a building at the border of Ponyville she had visited several times and hadn't regret a single time doing so.
"Ohh... I hope she won't do anything stupid now..." Twilight said to herself with an enhancing frown.
But now was the time to finally end this current scene, things needed to be taken care of and questions needed answers. So after throwing a last glance at the odd couple and then at the other foal in the room, the elder unicorn wished her friends good luck and walked out in the snow with Sweetie Belle next to her.
Apple Bloom and Zecora looked at each other, giving it a try to communicate with mere eyes. Both felt a mild level of insecurity over the situation they had placed themselves in. But as a second thought ran through their heads, telling them the truth of emotions, both smiled before the tender kiss...
In the locked room on the upper level of the confectionery located in Ponyville, Pinkie stood in the darkness. Her eyes had been adoring the sight of her lover laying completely still in bed. She had enjoyed, pleasured, lusted, sought and begged for more, and this gray pegasus was going to get it. Oh, she was guaranteed to get it.
"So~o... does Pinkie's little pony want more from her mommy?" the teasing earth pony asked as she walked out with two different objects wrapped in her poofy tail. Her trotting ended as soon as she had reached the bed, smirking softly to hear the answer from her gagged, blinded and disarmed equine.
The sounds Ditzy tried to make was meant as signals for more, and even if everything became muffled groans and incoherent mumbles, Pinkie was pleased to no end as she quickly turned around to lay the two objects on her bed.
While turning around, the earth pony glanced at her choices for the last act: a plastic bottle of premium honey... and a long knife best suited for gutting fish. Her giggles aroused Ditzy further, even though she had no idea what this heavily varying party-pony had planned this time. It was always something different, but her guesses made a shot right at the moment she felt something truly surprising.
"Mmhhh!" the blonde filly groaned as she felt her marehood getting covered in the most viscous substance Pinkie had in her pantry without being mixed with something else. Her lips received some soaking from her own tongue while she saw the sweet fluid pouring all over her lover's labia, breathing heavier by the sheer awe to behold this. "Mmmh! Now you look even more delicious!" she stated and squeezed the bottle one last time to fully cover her treat in the rich taste.
After throwing away the half-empty plastic bottle, Pinkie laid over the spreader bar to let her head rest peacefully above the gray flower coated in honey. Even though the hard iron felt uncomfortable to her tummy, she didn't hesitate to start immediately with this tasty treat before her: Ditzy's flower mixed with cum and a thick layer of honey. She laid her forelegs over the gray knees, took charge and planted her snout in the source of interest.
The pegasus tensed her body as a long moan escaped her mouth. Feeling Pinkie's tongue absorbing her nectar in each lap together with the sticky honey moistening her warm preciousness had scored a critical hit in her arouse, allowing it to pour out all over her inner feelings to cover it in ecstasy. She squirmed with her hips, struggling to escape the intense stimulation ripping her senses apart. More saliva poured from her ball gag, more perspiration broke from her body, more lustful noises echoed from her mouth... and more bliss tainted her dripping nether slit.
Pinkie had already licked up half of the glistening coat mixed with female love juice. She rubbed her sticky tongue over her teeth, preserving the taste while swallowing the rest like the beast she imagined herself to be. With insanely enjoying eyes glancing at her blinded partner, she lapped one last time all over the tight lips.
"Ahhh... ohh... you taste so good, Ditzy... but it lacks something... something... red!" she hissed at the last word and arched her eyebrows. Like a cobra, her right fore hoof extended to reach the long knife...
Without lust, only pain and horror, Ditzy screamed out when she felt her flesh and coat receiving a punishment in form of a mean cut right above her marehood. The pain hit her like a frying pan to the forehead, vibrating the discomfort to every nerve she was aware of. Then the fear could take true grip over her when she felt her nether getting soaked by the scarlet substance pouring down to join the mix of honey and love juice.
The cut was deep enough to make Ditzy bleed instantly even if it wasn't so deep or wide, leaving behind a scar that would last for a long time. A mark showing what she had gone through as the blood spilled, symbolizing true pain and the very substance that makes ponies live.
Pinkie Pie thought for a moment she was going to cum when thinking about all these things. Her own snatch soaked with an internal voice begging for just a mere hoof to satisfy it. And after standing up straight on her hindlegs, she used the other fore hoof to rub herself between those damp thighs. Her other fore hoof held the knife searching for more targets, so she had to depend on her head giving all the support by getting more stuffed into Ditzy's heavily drenched love spot.
"Mhhmm..." Pinkie moaned as she continued lapping up the honey with a taste of blood and small aroma of mare-love. And just when the tied pegasus started to enjoy this at least a little, she was forced to scream again when the cold steel separated her skin again.
"Ghuummnhg! Hnngghu... gghh..." Ditzy slowly changed from desperately screaming to whimpering as the pain subsided from her thigh. Another scar was placed, it was a small one only letting go of a few drips compared with the slice her lower midriff suffered. But it didn't end there.
Another cut on the same hindleg, another scream. Pinkie moaned with blushing cheeks, rubbing faster on her needy flower crying out its pleasure over the soft blanket. She enjoyed so much it drove her mad with love and lust. This blood filling her taste buds was Ditzy's innocent blood. Consumed just for her own need together with honey and cum. Her eyebrows frowned above her happy smile and half-closed eyes when another step towards her sweet climax was taken.
But the limit was drawing close for Ditzy, this was the only thing in their lovemaking she had a little problem with. It hurt, and hurt was scary. Pain meant that something's wrong. She didn't want to be 'wrong'. She didn't want to be different in that way. She wanted to be normal just like everypony else. And feeling pain also meant that you were getting closer to death. She didn't want to die.
She didn't want to leave Pinkie Pie...
"Mmmhhhh!" Pinkie screamed out with her lips still stuck around the gray marehood. Her tongue swirled like an insane and rapidly spinning tornado, massacring Ditzy's labia coated in stickiness. Just a shot of the scarlet and orange in her head with the transparency in the background, and she was sold to the highest bidder for the orgasm she pleaded for. Her thighs squeezed her pink hoof, her brain blanked, the spine shivered...
And not a moment too late or soon, the lovely fluids of a mare's full satisfaction ran down her pink hindlegs, ending with a strong squeal from her throat...
A distance away from the scene, inside the same building two ponies sat inside all alone, Soul Hook killed his third cigarette in the ashtray on the white table before him. He leaned back on the equally colored chair and tipped it a little bit backwards, experiencing some physical comfort as he rested his forelegs on the dark purple tummy even though his mind needed some settlement.
"So what can we do?" he asked with his casual look of indifference at the beige mare who polished her glasses with a napkin. After putting them back on her snout again, she sighed. "Nothing. As I said: the murderer left no traces behind, there are no witnesses, and even IF there were any... it's outside our area for the moment. The technicians will call us before or later, but that is only until they have come up with a clean statement of what happened to him" she explained and rested her chin on her fore hooves.
The colt knew where this was going, but asked anyway. "And that would take about how long?".
Winter Breeze rolled her eyes. "Well, minding Soarin' escaped the royal dungeon, they are going to interrogate Spitfire who's still there, search the entire prison and castle for clues, collect information on all the present ponies in the entire area, then add everything together with what they got AFTER updating their own archives with the information... I'd say a month if we are lucky" she finally stated and almost slipped down her fore hooves to hit her muzzle on the hard table due to the exhaustion she felt from hearing her own words.
Soul understood the annoyance his mentor felt, and didn't ask any stupid questions when she suddenly got up from her chair and walked over to the large wall of glass. Her thoughts were of the disappointed kind, something the male pony could see from her weak reflection on the clear glass.
"I've been working on this case for almost two years... slowly nurturing it with more and more evidences and trails as they came up just for a perfect confrontation in court. I finally get to see the two most well-hidden rapists go to prison for the majority of their future lives..." she said before hanging with her head in a huge disappointment.
"And of course... just when I can start to feel that justice would take its toll on them every day for thirty-five years... somepony just couldn't control their bloodlust and killed my trophy. All of my... our.. work, suddenly halved for no reason at all...".
It was at that moment Soul Hook got up from his own chair and carefully walked up to his mentor. He could see the tensed muscles on her shoulders and neck. "It's like Celestia herself didn't want us to enjoy this victory to the fullest..." the pegasus mare stated and held back the tear in her eye.
"You if anypony shouldn't think like that, miss Winter Breeze..." the colt cut her off and rested a foreleg on her beige back, right between the wings. His deep voice was always welcome in her ears, especially in a time when she herself was growing mentally weak.
"Even if Soarin' happened to escape his fate of three and a half decades behind bars, anypony can judge after seeing the picture that he certainly didn't had a... pleasurable time during his last moments. There are several ways to see his fate..." he paused and took another few steps so his head was right next to Winter Breeze's in front of the window. She glanced beyond her reading glasses without moving her head, keeping her eyes on the dark purple snout just a couple of inches away from her own.
"... and one of them are to imagine what horrible events he possibly experienced during the slow execution. Perhaps it was fate's way of dealing vengeance... or perhaps it was simply karma who decided to add some variety, because as everypony know... variety is the spice of death..." he said and suddenly paid attention to the slightly soaked eyes staring at him by returning the look. She was listening with interest.
"You've done a brilliant job as always, miss Winter Breeze. I can't imagine any other mare with your strength and dedication to see justice win like death always do. And when you think of it a little closer... it's not like Equestria lost anything of value when Soarin' died".
Their heads had turned to look straight at each other. A different ambiance took place in the room, eradicating the previous one.
"And it would have been a greater torment for you if he'd died before the mallet of tree fell to seal his doom... all thanks to you" he ended and simply began to stare back like he always did at everypony.
A small blush decorated Winter Breeze's cheeks. Her frown became a smirk in the steps of the gray emotions she just followed. For a moment she didn't find the words, thus quickly glancing out on the snow outside the building that was a branch of Equestria's rehabilitation agency. Like the white had helped her, she spoke.
"You truly have a special talent, Soul Hook" was however the only thing she came up with.
"I'd believe so too, yes" was his only response.
Silence fell. Both ponies just stared at each other for almost a minute. Winter Breeze could still feel the colt's foreleg which had moved to her neck during his speech. She was warm, and noticing that her company actually leaned down a little with his head to not outmatch her height almost made her warmer. Various thoughts ran through her head, each one fighting to win the prize that was her attention. Without knowing it herself, the beige female had locked her ice crystal blue eyes on the emerald and slightly dark green ones, causing her wings to twitch a little.
Then, like a most unwelcome event, the door knocked...
Soul Hook instantly turned away and glanced at the source of noise, soon leaving his spot next to the mare so he could find out who had decided to visit this late. Winter Breeze bit her lower lip and rubbed her cheeks, trying to get rid of the blush before turning on her professional attitude.
As the colt followed the glass wall up to the entrance, he could see who stood behind the glass door. A blue pegasus with rainbow streamers who also was one of few ponies in this town who could grin while seeing him...
Pinkie giggled when she saw all the band aids she had placed below the gray waist, pleased to see all the colorful balloons on each one following a line of a few inches. "Ha ha ha ha! You look like a mail with too many stamps!" she burst the air with and fell down laughing into the bed next to Ditzy. "Ha ha ha! Get it...g-get it..? Ah ha ha! B-because you... ha ha... are a mailmare!Ah ha ha ha!" she continued without actually minding the filly she just had taken care of.
But Ditzy just smiled, she could finally rest now without the blindfold, ball gag and the rest of the disabling toys attached to her body. "Hee hee... you're right, Pinkie" she agreed, however. She could get used to all of this as long as it was her lover who did it. Being locked was fun, but going so far as... this... was a little exerting for her. She didn't like the pain, but if Pinkie Pie did, it was okay.
In a few moments of swiftness, both fillies were resting under the comfortable blanket, snuggling up with Ditzy resting on the pink chest like she always did whenever she slept with Pinkie. The heartbeat was her favorite sound, it kept the same signal in an even rhythm. It showed that her lover was alive and well. Pinkie just enjoyed the weight on her chest and the nice blonde mane almost reaching her chin. It could never be to warm for her during moments like these.
But then the gray filly just remembered something. "By the way, Pinkie" she uttered and gained the mentioned earth pony's attention. "Can you tell me more about that somepony who got what he deserved?".
Pinkie Pie grinned. "Sure! It was fun, WAY more fun then the previous ponies I've taken care of..." she began while Ditzy tilted her head so she could see her love's muzzle. Pinkie gesticulated with her hooves and grimaced a lot during her tale, something the pegasus appreciated and liked very much. She could even giggle sometimes.
"There was this... somepony... who did things I didn't appreciate. He and another pony were mean, REALLY mean! So one day, when they thought it was a normal day without any Pinkie Pie, I jumped up and surprised them! Or, oh well... it was only one of them, the other pony couldn't come. However, at first, he had absolutely no idea what I was going to give him, so when I showed him, he was so shocked that he couldn't even answer my question. First I thought he was just gonna continue being mean, but THEN!" she paused and gave a dramatic gesticulation by holding up her forelegs like she was going to catch something. Ditzy giggled.
"Then I showed him how fun it was, and he was like 'meh, I don't know. It doesn't seem so much fun', so I just continued and continued and continued until I was panting! And after THAT... then he was so glad over what I gave him that he couldn't even speak anymore. It took a little while, but now he'll never be mean and NEVER wear a frown again! A~all thanks to Pinkie Pie!" the self-mentioned pony ended with a hoof carefully stroking Ditzy's blonde mane.
The mailmare sure enjoyed these stories. She had no idea what kind of ponies Pinkie spoke of, but she also knew that it was because of secrets. Pinkie liked keeping secrets according to Ditzy, and it was okay. Just as long as she could hear her voice, spend time with her, make love to her, listen to her stories and always... always hear compliments about her eyes.
After another quarter of stories, Ditzy fell asleep with a happy smile. At that moment, Pinkie rubbed her lover's mane one last time before shutting her eyes. "One day you'll find out, my little pony..." she said silently before her maniacal grin. "... and then you'll be just like them...".
END
Author's Note:
Mkay, guys. This chapter was PROBABLY a little hard to clop to since there was so many jumps between the scenes. But the sex scene had as you might see a connection with the story, so yay! (or something...)
I've read some feedback about my latest story, Tears of Ecstasy, and there have been some questions about Octavia's accent. Before you ask, yes, it's Russian. Apparently it was also a little hard reading it according to some of you, and it's GOOD you're telling me this so I can IMPROVE! ^^
I'll make Octavia's accent a little easier to read in the next update, but I'll still make sure it's noticeable. Russian accents are after all pure awesomeness ;)
And don't forget to comment, guys! I need it! I need your thoughts! I need your ideas! I need your voices! I NEED YOUR SOULS (er... kay...).
Anyhow, just see if you can find the time and tell me what you think. And remember:
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