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Slave Pony: Twilight Sparkle by AnalplugAnon

By SlavePonyGeneral
Created: 2020-12-18 23:53:56
Expiry: Never
twilight sparkle/spg/

  1. 1.
    >You are Anon
  2. 2.
    >You have just bought a pony slave
  3. 3.
    >Hooray!
  4. 4.
    >Finally, someone who will put up with your bullshit!
  5. 5.
    >Oh god almighty you're so alone.
  6. 6.
    >You set down the carrier cage thingy for cats and open the hatch.
  7. 7.
    >Slowly; hesitantly; a purple unicorn steps out.
  8. 8.
    >She's bruised and you can see scars in the patches of fur that are missing.
  9. 9.
    >Her horn, unlike many other unicorns, is intact.
  10. 10.
    >That's why she was so cheap; she had the potential to hurt her master.
  11. 11.
    >But you weren't going to be her master.
  12. 12.
    "Twilight?"
  13. 13.
    >Her head snaps to you and you can see a mixture of caution and terror in her eyes.
  14. 14.
    >"Y-yes, master?"
  15. 15.
    >You grimace. Oh god, you're trying to HELP her; you don't need her to fucking call you 'master'.
  16. 16.
    "Just...just call me 'Anon', okay? None of this 'master' crap."
  17. 17.
    >Twilight tilts her head, trying to process what you said.\
  18. 18.
    >"Alright, Anon. I will call you that from now on."
  19. 19.
    >Sounds like Siri.
  20. 20.
    >A robot with no personality or will of her own.
  21. 21.
    "Twilight, I want to say this outright. I'm not going to hurt you. I will not 'punish' you for your misbehaviour. I bought you because you were suffering, and I don't want to see another breathing, thinking, feeling, dreaming creature suffer."
  22. 22.
    >Twilight says nothing.
  23. 23.
    >Is that a glimmer of hope in her eyes?
  24. 24.
    >....
  25. 25.
    >Nope.
  26. 26.
    >"I hear and understand, Anon."
  27. 27.
    >God dammit.
  28. 28.
    >What did they DO to her?
  29. 29.
    "Let's just start the tour of your new home."
  30. 30.
    >"Yes, Anon."
  31. 31.
    >Fuck, the way she says it, it may as well be "master".
  32. 32.
    >Once you walk her through your home, you leave her to her own devices.
  33. 33.
    >Like you said; you are NOT her master.
  34. 34.
    >Fucked up as it may be, you bought a FRIEND, not a slave.
  35. 35.
    >"Anon?"
  36. 36.
    >Twilight is now sitting at your feet.
  37. 37.
    "Yes, Twilight?"
  38. 38.
    >"What do you plan to feed me? I have been trained to consume and digest a wide variety of substances, so you may feed you what you wish."
  39. 39.
     
  40. 40.
    >........Jesus fucking Christ.
  41. 41.
    "I.... what do you want to eat?"
  42. 42.
    >Twilight doesn't say a thing; she looks at you with a cocked head.
  43. 43.
    >"I'm sorry, Anon. I don't understand."
  44. 44.
    "Look, just- What is your favourite food?"
  45. 45.
    >After a brief pause, you quickly add
  46. 46.
    "Your answer will not result in punishment, no matter what you said. Consider this permission to speak freely."
  47. 47.
    >You feel sick after saying that.
  48. 48.
    >Twilight pauses, deep in thought.
  49. 49.
    >"I... I like salad with flowers and hay..."
  50. 50.
    >Twilight cringes and braces herself like she expects to be hit.
  51. 51.
    >Like HELL she will be.
  52. 52.
    "I have those. I can make it for you, Twilight."
  53. 53.
    >Twilight looks up at you in surprise, but that emotion is quickly masked with neutrality.
  54. 54.
    >"Thank you, Anon. You are a most considerate and generous master."
  55. 55.
    >Oh god you are NEVER going to get used to this.
  56. 56.
    >You were an idiot. You wanted to be the big-dickingest manly man white-knight and save a pony from enslavement, but you didn't even consider that she might have psychological issues.
  57. 57.
    >You know.
  58. 58.
    >From the TORTURE.
  59. 59.
    >Fuck you and everything about you, Anon.
  60. 60.
    >You wanted to feel important, and this is what you've got.
  61. 61.
    >A mare who is in serious need of.....
  62. 62.
    >You don't know.
  63. 63.
    >Something that isn't this.
  64. 64.
    >White-knight bullshit aside, you legitimately feel for her.
  65. 65.
    >You want this to stop.
  66. 66.
    >So you make her dinner.
  67. 67.
    >You make the best fucking salad with flowers and hay that you can.
  68. 68.
    >And despite her expectations, you give her a plate on the TABLE like a PERSON, not the bowl on the floor that came with her.
  69. 69.
     
  70. 70.
    >Fucking dammit, you are NOT prepared for this.
  71. 71.
    >As you prepare for bed, you see Twilight sitting by your pillow.
  72. 72.
    >"What will you have me do, Anon?"
  73. 73.
    >Like the stupid idiot you are, you don't understand.
  74. 74.
    >Fucking autist.
  75. 75.
    "....what do you WANT to do, Twilight?"
  76. 76.
    >Is this a test?
  77. 77.
    >Twilight doesn't waste time in answering.
  78. 78.
    >"I would like to pleasure you before you sleep, if you will allow me."
  79. 79.
    >aaaaah
  80. 80.
    >With a heavy burden on your shoulders, you sit on the edge of your bed.
  81. 81.
    "Twilight, I really do mean it when I say that I don't want you to do anything to me."
  82. 82.
    >You glance over, and she's giving you the same look as when she was offering her body to you.
  83. 83.
    >"I am willing to do whatever you need to do."
  84. 84.
    >You miserable cunt, what have you gotten yourself into?
  85. 85.
    "Just..."
  86. 86.
    >You cradle your head in your hands.
  87. 87.
    >This is too much.
  88. 88.
    >How are you supposed to deal with this?
  89. 89.
    >You're out of your league.
  90. 90.
    >You aren't ready for this.
  91. 91.
    >You need an adult.
  92. 92.
    "Twilight...?"
  93. 93.
    >She perks up at her name.
  94. 94.
    "...Go to sleep. You may sleep in my bed. You and I will do nothing but sleep. Is that understood?"
  95. 95.
    >Please, God, you can't deal with this right now.
  96. 96.
    >Just say yes.
  97. 97.
    >"I understand and obey, Anon."
  98. 98.
    >You don't sleep well that night.
  99. 99.
     
  100. 100.
    >It's four in the morning when you decide to give up on sleeping that night.
  101. 101.
    >On the pillow next to you sleeps Twilight, curled up in a ball and completely still.
  102. 102.
    >Dead-still.
  103. 103.
    >Honestly, if it weren't for the rise and fall of her chest, well...
  104. 104.
    >You've seen pony-pets before. One of your neighbours even had one.
  105. 105.
    >They seemed to you to be really happy. Always a smile on their muzzles, always excited to see their masters.
  106. 106.
    >Until you bought Twilight, you really only thought of them as intelligent dogs; Lord knew they ACTED like it.
  107. 107.
    >You sit up in your bed, and your old mattress squeaks loudly.
  108. 108.
    >Had it not been for the complete silence of your room, you never would have heard a tiny, stifled gasp coming from behind you.
  109. 109.
    >Twilight was still curled up, but her eyes were wide open, and the fur on her haunches stood on end.
  110. 110.
    >You weren't prepared for damaged goods; you just wanted a friend.
  111. 111.
    >You overreacted yesterday, but you really don't know what to do.
  112. 112.
    >Can you fix her? Is she beyond fixing?
  113. 113.
    >HOW do you fix her?
  114. 114.
    "Go back to sleep, Twilight. I'm going to go watch TV in the living room."
  115. 115.
    >"Yes, Anon. I will make sure to be well-rested for tomorrow."
  116. 116.
    >Twilight obediently closes her eyes, but her posture remains stiff.
  117. 117.
    >She won't relax and fall asleep until you're out of the room.
  118. 118.
     
  119. 119.
    >In the living room, things look dark and scary.
  120. 120.
    >Your TV is only on right now to provide some background noise, so you've set it to the news.
  121. 121.
    >You flip through your phone, looking on forums for how to treat special cases of abuse.
  122. 122.
    >You'd gone through some pet-pony stuff before you bought Twilight, of course, but you never expected her to be the way she was.
  123. 123.
     
  124. 124.
    >Nothing.
  125. 125.
    >There were only second-hand reports and stories from "a friend of a friend".
  126. 126.
    >Seems Twilight just got real lucky and landed herself with some sick fuck before she came to you.
  127. 127.
    >Maybe she needs to be pampered? You know, to show her that she can trust you.
  128. 128.
    >It's a better plan than no plan at all, you guess.
  129. 129.
    >Looks like you'll be heading out to the store soon.
  130. 130.
     
  131. 131.
    >By seven o'clock, you've decided that you've waited long enough to get to the stores.
  132. 132.
    >You've already prepared breakfast for Twilight; the same as dinner, only with scrambled eggs.
  133. 133.
    >The pony forums said that most ponies loved eggs, so...
  134. 134.
    "Twilight?"
  135. 135.
    >You poke your head into your room to call her for breakfast and spot Twilight sitting on the pillow she slept on.
  136. 136.
    >"How can I help you, Anon?"
  137. 137.
    "Breakfast is ready, Twilight. It's a salad like last night, but I put some scrambled eggs on the side."
  138. 138.
    >Twilight's eyes light up for a split-second, before they return to their dull, neutral state.
  139. 139.
    >"Thank you very much, Anon. I don't deserve such a delicious meal."
  140. 140.
    >This mare is killing you.
  141. 141.
    "Twilight, you haven't done anything NOT to deserve it. You don't have to earn your meals in my house, okay?"
  142. 142.
    >Twilight cocks her head, and confusion is plain on her face.
  143. 143.
    >"I... I don't..."
  144. 144.
    >You don't let her finish. Instead, you wave her over.
  145. 145.
    "Breakfast is on the table, Twilight. C'mon over and eat."
  146. 146.
    >Twilight hops down off of your bed and stiffly walks past you towards the kitchen.
  147. 147.
    >Breakfast is a tense affair.
  148. 148.
    >You had to instruct Twilight to sit on the chair to eat her food, which surprised her.
  149. 149.
    >God's sake, she nearly had a nervous breakdown when you told her that she was free to use her magic to feed herself.
  150. 150.
    >The look on her face was a mixture of terror and elation.
  151. 151.
    >You don't think she EVER expected to be allowed to use her magic ever again.
  152. 152.
    >Why not just chain her to the wall, while you were at it?

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