>pony hell
ehh it was a dare
googledoc
Darkness.
Darkness was all the poor little Earth pony knew.
Darkness, the foul scent of old water and and constraint.
Zacceronie could feel the gentle, pliable rubber in his muzzle, and the near-uncomfortable stiffness of his legs as they had been spread apart for Luna knows how long. Come to think of it... Zac just couldn't exactly remember just what had happened or how exactly he had got here... where ever here was.
He could remember, very darkly, that seedy little trough of bar just outside- Zac's ears swiveled nervously back, for behind him - the distinct clop-clop sound of hooves upon compacted earth.
They were approaching him!
Suddenly, Zac found himself more energetic at the thought of someone finding him here. Hopefully someone who could help him; but all species of paranoia crept in upon him, praying that they would be coming to help him.
The hoofsteps drew closer, and slowly, the room around him was birthed from the darkness. Zac strained his neck to look behind him, trying feebly to make out the features of the lone pony that looked upon down upon him.
The wildly flickering lamplight threw his features into an almost fearful light, noting the shadows dancing along the pegasi's high, bony cheeks and glinting eyes. Wreckless fear sailed through Zacceronies equine heart and veins, making him tense visibly, as he struggled against the bindings latching his forehooves together and the bar keeping his back hooves spread far apart.
The pegasus scoffed lightly at this, trotting forward and setting the small oil lamp upon a worn, wooden table just to their immediate left. The light was soft in it's caress, and now Zacceronie could make out other features of this room, or cellar, or whever this dark place was.
Finally, Zac could look up into the dark, gleaming eyes of his apparent captor. Zac felt a sick thrill of excitement collide with his mounting fear. A muffled, throaty sound was all he could manage as Zac tried to speak, but found his self unable to do so with the ball-gag. The ragged pegasus looked down upon him in savage glee, the delicious way he struggled with his words, only turned his crooked smile into a decidely bright and even more crooked one. That made the poor Earth pony's ear flatten back against his dark, coppery mane.
Zacceronie whimpered slightly, his soft sienna eyes meeting and melting into the furiously dark, hazel one's of his captor. After a moment's hesition, the pegasi swooped down next to him, shushing him.
He had nothing to fear.
Not from him.
He would not hurt him.
Not yet, anyhow.
The pegasi ran his hoof along Zac's cheek, speaking softly to him, caressing his young ears with sweet, little words. Zac felt himself growing inexplicably more comfortable.
A part of him felt... secure? What that even the word to describe it?
What was he thinking! This isn't right! He has got to get out of here!
Zacceronie instantly renewed his struggle, disasteriously finding himself more and more unable to escape by any means; all of this, however, ceased as he felt the blow come down hard on the crown of his head. The earth pony's hurt eyes geared up into his captors with feverish confusion.
He proclaimed the look burnt across his lovely eyes with a tumbled mumble. At this, the pegasi sighed softly.
"You don't even remember do you? You don't remember how you got here, or what I said - or who I said I was?" The adorable little pony only sat there attentively with his mane askew and bright eyes twinkling. "I suppose not."
Zacceronie could feel a bit of his drool leaking out around the soft plastic in his mouth and payed it no more mind than that. The pegasi laughed softly and only once before continuing, his voice now measurably smoother than before, "It's me. Pip."
The earth pony's eyes widened greatly, almost in glee.
What. Seriously.
"I- I'm here to show you... that what you wan't - that what you're asking for is not a good thing. It can never be." His voice deepened greatly, taking a far more serious tone. "Hopefully, this will show you what I mean."
Pip took one hoofstep, almost meekly, but seemed to steel himself. Zac saw this and, not knowing what to expect, screwed his eyes shut in horrible anticipation. He gasped through his plastic muffler, his eyes exploding open as the pegasi ran his hoof gently along his cheek.
The pressure was simply luxiourious, and only increased in intensity as Pip flew his hoof over Zac's shoulders and withers, finally peaking up towards his raised flank. There was an almost electric tinge to the air surrounding Pip, Zac noticed curiously in his suddenly tangled mind. Zac then realized it was because he was blank flank. That sent a sharp twinge of pleasure through Zac's lions.
Zac felt the young buck's flanks graze his cheek, almost pressing in on him purposefully, his long wispy tail, flicking across his nose. "Now Zac," the pegasi spoke hard, but in that, there was a trace of desire, "This is what you wanted."
Zac grunted hotly as he felt the lithe pegasi mount him, but not penetrate him. He lavished in the heated feeling of Pip's stallion cock throbbing against his own stomach, and blushed deeply, as Pip leaned down over him, taking his ear in his mouth. Zac quivered in wicked anticipation, the pleasure of Pip nomming his ear softly and rubbing his own stallionhood against his stomach.
The pegasi released his ear, and hovered close to the young colt bound beneathe him, saying his name softly, affectionately. The earth pony looked up at him, ready and willing and oh so ready. The pegasi looked down at him wantonly, biting his lower lip, and whispered lightly into Zac's ears, "You... are my favorite."
Then with little warning, the pegasi shifted his hips and pushed his thick stallionhood into Zacceronie's little bottom. Zac nearly rolled forward in Pip's forwardness. He was gentle, yes, but took to him far too quickly. Or perhaps, not quickly enough.
With a lusty, muffled moan, Zac nearly came there with that hefty fullness filling him up so quickly and so... fully. Pip reared back and drove into him again, with more force and achieving a greater depth, and only making Zacceronie squirm in lascivious delight. Harder and harder the pegasi rutted him, quicker and quicker he was.
Zac could no longer contain the blibbering moans that flooded around his ball-gag, until, to his utter misery, Zac felt that hot, throbbing fullness escape him. In a flash only a pegasus could attempt, Pip was in front of him and undoing the gag. The gag falls to the floor, and Zac could not restrain himself.
"PIP, I L-" but was silenced quickly by the pegasi's hoof suddenly being be jammed into his mouth.
"Zac, Darling," he looked down at him needingly, "Please be silent."
Almost as swiftly as before, the pegasus moved again, and now, Zac's nostrils were filled a deep, musky scent. Zac then reeled estaticly, that it was't just Pip's scent present here. Zac thrust his small lick of a tongue forward and and gently painted the end of Pip's throbbing cock with loving delight. The pegasus whimpered gently, pawing at the earth with his hoof, his ears flattening back in pleasure.
Slowly, Pip pushed himself into Zacceronie's tight little mouth. Tears began running down Zac's cheeks as he took it in deep, deep, and deeper still. It was just so... so thick and so delicious.
Pip thrust hard and hard, and Zac just quivered hotly as the pegasus fucked him hard in the mouth. It was not much longer afterwords, that Pip's movements were becoming frantic and worriedly fast.
Zacceronie was just a little let down, wanting him desperately to go on longer, but knowing that we all had our time in the spotlight.
In one final seizure, Zacceronie felt him come. Long, thick strands of his pony spunk flourished inside Zac's mouth and throat. The white hot seed spilled down over his mouth, and dribbled down his chin, dripping onto the dark earth beneathe them both.
Pip pulled out of Zac's slick mouth, looking over him sweetly, nuzzling his cheek unexpectedly.
"There now, that was probably horrible for you. I hope so."
Zac only looked up at him astonishedly, heatedly, and more incredibly aroused than he had ever been before in his life. Pip looked down upon him, this little colt just dripping with his seed. Oh, the things he had just done.
The pegasus rushed forward and kissed Zacceronie gently, almost greedily, tasting his own seed on the colt's incredible soft tongue.
So soft it was.
Their kiss broke, but their connection did not. A fine ribbon of seed and saliva drew them together. Zacceronie's eyes where just shining now, as he licked his lips, breaking that strand.
"I admit... this wasn't very smart of me in the first place."
-fin-
ZAC YOU SICK FUCKER LOOK AT WHAT YOU MADE ME WROTE