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>*Crack*
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>The loud, meaty smack echoes in the empty, darkened office
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"Wasn't I clear, Coco? I'm pretty sure we were both speaking the same language. So why did you fuck up?"
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>Your poor secretary cowers before you, shrinking back as you raise your hand again
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>"No. I mean yes! You were very clear Mr. Anonymous! I'm just... I'm just an idiot."
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>You pause with your hand raised over your head
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>Maybe...maybe she didn't deserve this treatment
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>Your hand rockets down and the blow throws her across the room, into the wall
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>A picture of you awarding her a plaque for employee of the year falls down and hits her head, causing her to groan
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>Of course she deserved it
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>What kind of retard confuses a cappuccino with a latte?
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>You stalk over to the little pony, who is shuddering in pain in the shards of glass from her picture
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>You grab her mane and force her to look up at you, your anger twisted face reflected in her tearful eyes
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>And then you see a small, purple gleam from behind the reflection of your head
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>You look behind you and the colour drains from your face
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>The scrying orb, you'd forgotten that they'd been installed all over the building
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>Apparently corporate espionage was alive and well in Equestria, so the CEO of the company you were a part of, a massive fashion industry, had them installed and a team to watch them 24/7
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>You could only pray that they weren't watching this one right now
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>You let her hair go, even going so far as to smooth it out
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"Get your things and meet me in the lobby. If you go for help, I swear I'll kill you before they do any good."
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>She gulps and nods to you, scampering off to grab her stuff
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>You pick up your briefcase and grab your jacket from the coat hook at your door
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>As you pull the custom garment over yourself and button up to protect against the wintery air outside, you start thinking
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>Why had Coco become so worthless in the past year?
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>Hell, she had EARNED that employee of the year award, instead of trying to suck it out of your dick like the rest of the ponies you managed
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>You had made her your personal secretary, much to the envy of many others in the building
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>And yet, she always managed to make you angry now
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>From misfiling papers, giving you the wrong ones for the wrong job, and shitty scheduling, you were at your wits end with the girl
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>It wasn't your fault that you hit her, she just made you so angry doing her job that the mundane things outside of it set you off
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>If she just wasn't so fucking dumb sometimes...
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>Oh well, you'd teach her a lesson, that's for damn sure
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>You walk to the elevator, where Coco was waiting for it to come up
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>Well, this was something that wasn't her fault at least, the elevators were slow as balls and you were on the eighteenth floor of the building
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>She flinches as you stop outside the elevator doors, but you don't even acknowledge her
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>Half the torture would be done by her own thinking, wondering what you possibly had in mind for her
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>Though truth be told, you couldn't think of anything off the top of your head
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>Oh well, you'd be sure to think of something on the walk home
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>The ride down in the elevator is silent, besides Coco's occasional uncomfortable shuffle next to you, and before you know it you're in the lobby of the building
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>You ensure that you're hiding your secretary pretty well, well enough that no one would notice the slight bruising at least
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>You walk past the security desk and wave to the stallion there
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"Goodnight, Starry."
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>He waves back to you, grim exterior breaking into a slight grin
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>"Goodnight, Anonymous. And you too, Coco."
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>She turns back as she walks and give him a sweet smile, blushing at his noticing of her
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>"Goodnight, Starry."
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>You knock into her side with your briefcase, making her swiftly turn around and lose the grin
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>So she was sweet on him, eh? You might have to correct that
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>After all, her record as a stellar worker wasn't the only thing you had promoted her for
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>You'd never exploit her, of course
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>You two had already been in a relationship long before you'd even become manager of the section you led
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>You two walked out into the blowing snow and biting wind of the late Manehattan evening
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>It was the dead of winter, no better time for fashion
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>But that barely occupied your mind as you walked
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"So Coco, do you have anything to say for yourself?"
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>You didn't even look down at her as you walked, it would affect her greater that way
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>"Please, Anonymous, I'm so sorry. I know I mess so many things up and you're so nice to forgive me! I promise I won't do it again, I'm sorry!"
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>You keep walking, and you smirk at what must be going through her head right now
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>Finally, you arrive at your apartment
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>The path is icy, so you're very careful about walking on it
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>Your idiot partner however...
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>With a resounding crump, she slips and slams into you, shoving you headfirst into a snowbank
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>As she recovers and sees what she's done, she's very quick to offer assistance
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>"Oh my gosh, Anon! Are you okay? I'm so sorry, I'm such a clumsy idiot! Please don't hate me, oh gods!"
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>You stand up and steady yourself, not saying a word
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>You remember, back on Earth when you had been a wargamer, a homebrew Space Marine chapter, the Angry Marines
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>They had been constantly angry and shouting at everything, friendly or no
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>And right now, you easily surpassed them in that department
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>Without a single word, you grab Coco by her neck and shove her head into the snow bank
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>She struggles against you, against the force holding her down and suffocating her in the powdery substance
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>But you hold firm, never once saying a word
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>Eventually, her stuggles lose power and slow down, as she either lapses into unconsciousness or gives up
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>You pull her out to check
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>The loud gasp tells you it was the latter, rather than the former
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>And that just makes you all the more furious
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>You set her down and point to the doorway
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>Like a good little mare, she obediently goes and open the door for you
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>You walk through and hit the button for the elevator, at least this one was quicker
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>She's wary, staying a bit further behind you this time
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>You two step into the elevator when it arrives and ride it up to where your apartment is
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>A few minutes later, you're sorting through the keys to your home, and Coco is standing behind you, cowering
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>You select the key and slip it into the lock, opening the door with a smooth motion and nary a sound
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>You usher your terrified mare inside and shut the door behind you as you enter
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>With a click, you lock it again, and trigger the deadbolt
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>You approach Coco, who's in the middle of the hallway with her head bowed, given up to her fate
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>You crack your knuckles in anticipation
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>It was Friday and neither of you worked tomorrow, so this was going to be a long night
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>She expects a blow from your fist, but is diappointed
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>Your foot drives into her midsection in a kick from the side, throwing her across the floor and into the kitchen
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>She slides across the floor and hits the fridge with a thump, and then groans
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>You slowly walk over to her as she stands, knowing you needed to teach her a lesson that would last in her mind
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>You grab her throat and lift her up so she's at your eye level
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"Why do you make me do this Coco? I don't want to hit you, but you just make me so damn angry that I can't help myself. Why do you do this to me, Coco? Why are you making me be this way?"
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>She tries to choke out something that could have been an apology, but you can't understand what she's saying
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>You slap her, open handed, across the cheek
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"Speak clearly and look me in the eyes."
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>One of her eyes cracks open and you lessen the grip on her throat
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>"I-I'm sorry..."
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>With that, you move up your other arm and cradle her like a child
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"I know you are, sweetie. But I need to teach you a lesson."
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>As you walk towards the bedroom, you can feel her tense up and desperately grasp your suit
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>"Anonymous, you don't need to do this! You know I can be a good pony!"
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>You carefully deposit her onto the bed, running your fingers through her mane
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"I know you can be, and that's why I'm doing this. Good ponies don't have this happen to them."
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>You unzip your fly and pull aside your pants, causing your already growing erection to protrude
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>All this warming up had got you excited, and your little pony's torment certainly was helping with that
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"Well, go on."
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>Sobbing, she turns her head away
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>"No, I'm not gonna do it! You hear me, fuck you!"
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>You punch catches her lower ribs, driving her breath out in a whoof of surprised pain
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>It also gave you the perfect opportunity
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>You grab her mane with your other hand and force it down on your erect cock
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>Her muffled cry as your dick clogs her mouth and throat vibrates pleasently on your shaft and head, causing you to give an involuntary moan of ecstasy
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>You put your hand that had struck the first blow on the bottom of her jaw, triggering a pressure point that would keep her from biting down while you fucked her face
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>She gives a muffled squeal of pain and you thrust deep into her throat, your pelvis smashing into her snout
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>You repeat the motion several times, each thrust bringing you closer to your sadistic edge
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>On the fifth thrust, you feel a muffled crunch, followed by a warm sensation on your crotch
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>You'd broken her nose
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>Her screams of pain, quieted by her mouthful, drive you wild and your frenzied pace reaches its peak
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>But you pull out, denying yourself the release your body craved
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>Her lesson wasn't done yet
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>You look down at her pitiful form, bleeding and sobbing on the sheets
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>You roll your eyes, what a drama queen
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>You grab her tail by the dock and lift it into the air, providing you easy access to her nether region
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>But her marehood wasn't your goal tonight
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"I don't give two shits, but you may want to bite down on something before you bite of your tongue."
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>You give her a few seconds to either comply or wonder why, then plunge your erection into her anus in one swift motion
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>The stifled scream means she had decided to be smart and bite onto something other than the air, good she may just learn something yet
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>You pound away at her ass, reveling in the tight, hot hole
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>It may not have had the same muscle control as her pussy, but the idea of defiling her body well made up for that
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>It's not long before you reach your peak again
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>You grab her mane and savagely pull her to face you, at the same time pulling your aching cock from her ass
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>You hold her beaten visage up to your cock as it erupts, blasting her bloodied snout and bruised eyes with your seed
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>After all you had done, this was the pinacle of demeaning her, treating her like a cum rag
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>And she knew it
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>You keep her held there as you speak to her, your voice devoid of any emotion
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"Lick it up, you whorse."
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>She does so, the only whimpers being those of pain from her bloody snout and stretched anus
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>She finishes her "meal" in minutes and looks up at you with eyes that begged a question that she voiced only seconds later
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>"I-is there anything m-more you want me to do?"
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>So eager, this little pony
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>You had definitely chosen right when you had picked little Coco up from Rarity
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>You smile and pet her mane gently
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"No, not for now anyway. Now lay down and let's sleep, I don't know about you but I'm beat."
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>You put an emphasis on 'beat', causing her to flinch as she rolls over and curls up
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>You lay down behind her and wrap your arms about her, taking the place of big spoon
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>You kiss her neck with gentleness and care, nuzzling into her mane
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"Goodnight Coco, I love you."
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>You hear her whimper out in between quiet sobs as you nod off into blissful slumber
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>"I-I love you too, Anonymous."
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