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Drunk Anon and Scared Pone, by ReebAnon

By SlavePonyGeneral
Created: 2020-12-30 21:55:16
Expiry: Never
anonsafe/spg/dramasprinkle medley

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  3. >You listen to the rain hitting the pavement, reminiscing of your old job.
  4. >You are Sprinkle Medley, a pegasus who used to work the weather.
  5. >’Used to’ is the key phrase.
  6. >That was before you left Equestria.
  7. >Before everypony did.
  8. >Not that anypony wanted to.
  9. >Rattling the chain attached to your collar and flexing your restrained wings only serve to reinforce that fact.
  10. >You don't know why they came, only that they did.
  11. >They dragged most of the ponies you knew from their homes, screaming and crying.
  12. >Not that you were any better.
  13. >You probably cried more than some of the foals.
  14. >You 𝑠𝑑𝑖𝑙𝑙 cried sometimes.
  15. >Quiet sobs echoing through your cage.
  16. >Waiting in the kennel was unbearable.
  17. >You'd only been here a few weeks but had heard the stories.
  18. >The other ponies would whisper them at night.
  19. >If you weren't sold to a human, you'd never been seen again.
  20. >Nobody knew what happened to those ponies.
  21. >That didn't stop some of the others from theorizing.
  22. >Some thought you were simply transferred to another kennel.
  23. >The few said they were just being shipped to humans who lived far away.
  24. >The unknown fate of the of those ponies was terrifying.
  25. >Despite that, most would rather disappear.
  26. >There was only one pony in the kennel when you all first arrived.
  27. >Lyrica Lilac.
  28. >She told stories.
  29. >She told stories of those who had abducted you.
  30. >The 'Humans'.
  31. >Her stories were horrible.
  32. >So bad that you couldn't sit through most of them.
  33. >Those stories were the reason you still cried.
  34. >Humans forcing themselves on ponies.
  35. >Humans working ponies to death.
  36. >Humans whipping ponies.
  37. >Humans beating ponies.
  38. >The stories went on and on.
  39. >Eventually you all woke up one morning to find her gone.
  40. >Nopony knew where she went but nopony had forgotten her.
  41. >So you all waited.
  42. >Waited to be picked up and face abuse.
  43. >Waited to disappear and face the unknown.
  44. >You wanted to disappear.
  45. ~~~~
  46. >You were eating your hay when he arrived.
  47. >He stumbled in, led by the kennel's owner.
  48. >"Sooo, what do you got here?"
  49. >He spun around and allowed a quick glimpse of his crimson face.
  50. >The owner placed a hand on his shoulder to stop him.
  51. >"Anon. Stop. Anon, you're drunk."
  52. >They stepped out your range of vision, a crash ringing out.
  53. >"Anon! Don't fucking damage the merchandise!"
  54. >The owner's shout echoes in your ears.
  55. >He must have hit a pony!
  56. >That's what the crash was.
  57. >The owner only ever called everypony merchandise and he said that this human damaged the merchandise.
  58. >As the sound of shuffling hooves and rattling chains fill the room, you shrink into the back of your cage.
  59. >The two humans shuffle around, presumably staring at each pony.
  60. >"How about this one? She's cute."
  61. >You hear a hiccup come from their direction, but otherwise the room is silent.
  62. >"Nah. She's a little baby horse. I don't want to get a baby horse."
  63. >Their footsteps begin to draw closer.
  64. >"Well, I keep the mares over here."
  65. >Your breathing begins to speed up.
  66. >Their small talk gets closer and closer.
  67. >The hiccuping sounds like it's only a few feet away.
  68. >"I was thinking, maybe one with wings? They always look cute. Like little birdies."
  69. >Your breaths become more and more rapid.
  70. >A cute mare?
  71. >He must be looking for a bed slave.
  72. >B-but you're a pegasus mare!
  73. >You can't get chosen.
  74. >You've never even been with a stallion, let alone...
  75. >You try to push those thoughts out of your mind.
  76. >"I think you mean a pegasus."
  77. >You try to calm down, but they keep getting closer.
  78. >"Wait. Shut up, Goldberg."
  79. >Their footsteps stop.
  80. >But you can't stop hyperventilating, your worst nightmares replaying through your head.
  81. >"Anon, I'm not talking"
  82. >"I get that. What's that sound?"
  83. >The footsteps move closer.
  84. >You give up on trying to be calm, squishing yourself as far into the cage as you can.
  85. >"I dunno sounds like one of the mares' freaking out."
  86. >You close your eyes, unwilling to tempt fate.
  87. >"Give me the keys, I wanna see this one."
  88. >You hear the rattling of keys.
  89. >Please.
  90. >"You sure? She's pretty spooked."
  91. >Please.
  92. >"Yeah, yeah. I'm greeaat with animals, Goldie."
  93. >You hear fiddling with the lock.
  94. >Pl-
  95. >You hear and feel your chain being unlocked.
  96. >You feel a hand on your flank.
  97. >You freeze in terror.
  98. >You stop shaking, stop breathing.
  99. >You feel yourself being pulled out, picked up.
  100. >The warmth of hairy arms contrasts with their normal environment of cold metal.
  101. >You feel yourself begin to slip away, hyperventilation and now the holding of your breath beginning to take its toll.
  102. >In the distance you hear a voice.
  103. >"She won't look at me?"
  104. >You feel something make contact with your nose, shocking back into reality.
  105. >Air fills your lungs, a welcome reunion.
  106. >You stare up into the face of your oppressor.
  107. >He smiles, practically a spotlight glaring down upon you.
  108. >Unable to maintain your nerve, you break away.
  109. >"So how much will she set me back?"
  110. >You heard him damage the merchandise before.
  111. >You don't want to get hit.
  112. >Tears slowly begin dripping onto the floor, your sobs silent.
  113. >"Well, let me talk to her first."
  114. >The owner sets you down on the floor.
  115. >"But wait, is she-"
  116. >He practically shoves Anon into the front of the shop, cutting him off.
  117. >When he turns around, you stare at the floor.
  118. >He doesn't like it when you look him in the eyes.
  119. >You're still crying anyway.
  120. >He doesn't like that.
  121. >When he gets close enough, he pulls your head up by your mane.
  122. >"You better not fuck this up."
  123. >His beady eyes stare directly into your tear-filled ones.
  124. >"Stop crying and put on a smile, got it?"
  125. "Y-yes."
  126. >He straightens his tie and glances at you for a second.
  127. >"Yes, what?"
  128. >The anger in his voice is barely restrained.
  129. >You suck it up, wiping away your tears with a wing.
  130. "Yes, master."
  131. >"Good, good, good. Let's not keep Anon waiting."
  132. >He hooks a fabric leash to your collar and walks you through to the front.
  133. >You're in a daze, all the old stories running through your head.
  134. >"You sure you're good to drive home, Anon?"
  135. >You just need to be strong.
  136. >"Yeah, yeah. I live five minutes away. You get the payment?"
  137. >The register makes a few odd noises.
  138. >"Yep. That all you need?"
  139. >The owner hands your leash to Anon.
  140. >Just don't cry.
  141. >Anon, your new owner, makes an odd waving motion with one hand.
  142. >"Got any of those little collar making machines?"
  143. >Don't speak unless spoken to.
  144. >Your old owner points to a big machine in the corner.
  145. >"Just be sure to use cash, card reader's been fucked for a while."
  146. >And remember to smile.
  147. >You feel your leash begin to tug at your neck as your master heads over to the machine.
  148. >You hear a few beeps and can't help but glance up at the machine.
  149. >"What's your name? Goldie didn't tell me?"
  150. >He's still staring at the screen.
  151. >Could he be talking to you?
  152. >He hiccups and turns to meet your gaze.
  153. >"Look, I just want to know what your name is."
  154. >This must be a test.
  155. >You know that some humans like to rename their ponies, he must be looking for you to mess up.
  156. "I-I'm whatever you want to call me, Master."
  157. >You end it with a genuine smile.
  158. >You won't fall for these games.
  159. >He hiccups again and slams his head into the machine.
  160. >"First."
  161. >He raises a finger, his head still pressed against the machine.
  162. >"I'm too goddamn drunk to do this. What name were you born with?"
  163. >"Second."
  164. >He raises a second finger on the same hand.
  165. >"I'm not 'master'. Call me whatever you want, as long as it isn't late for dinner."
  166. >He laughs hysterically at that for at least a minute.
  167. >After catching his breath, he pushes his head off the machine.
  168. >"Okay, that joke obviously doesn't transcend culture. So, what's your name?"
  169. >He stares at you, waiting for an answer.
  170. >You break away from his gaze before responding.
  171. "S-Sprinkle Medley, S-Sir."
  172. >You just can't look him in the eyes.
  173. >Staring at the floor, all you can hear is a series of beeps and the grinding of gears.
  174. >"Look up at me for a second."
  175. >So he's still looking for a reason to beat you.
  176. >At least he's looking for a reason.
  177. >That way you might have a chance.
  178. >Trying not hesitate any longer, you look up at him.
  179. >Not his eyes.
  180. >You can't look at those.
  181. >You stare at his rosy cheeks as he clips something to the lower loop on your collar.
  182. >He pulls on it, forcing you to lean down as he fiddles with it.
  183. >He tries to pull it away from your collar, to no avail.
  184. >"I guess you can't see it then. It says 'Sprinkle Medley'."
  185. >It most certainly doesn't.
  186. >He's probably got something horrible printed on there.
  187. "T-Thank you, M-Master"
  188. >You still can't seem to talk right.
  189. >Lyrica's stories just keep going through your head.
  190. >He brings his palm to his face and sighs.
  191. >"We're gonna go now."
  192. >He starts walking again, but this time you know better than to get dragged along.
  193. >You follow right alongside him.
  194. >Say what you want, but you're a fast learner.
  195. >He walks up to his car and opens two of the doors.
  196. >He turns towards you and you look away.
  197. >Something about that gaze just unsettles you.
  198. >Yeah, that's it.
  199. >You aren't scared.
  200. >Humans are just unsettling.
  201. >That's it.
  202. >You just can't help yourself.
  203. >He hiccups again, steadying himself against the car.
  204. >"Just hop in the back, I only live a few minutes from here"
  205. >Looks like this is the last you'll ever see of the kennel.
  206. >You want to glance back at it, but fear that would invite him to punish you.
  207. "Y-Yes, master"
  208. >He sighs as you both climb into the car.
  209. >"You okay beck there? I dunno if ponies can use seat belts or not."
  210. >Looks like he's changed tactics.
  211. >Now he's trying to earn your sympathy.
  212. >Lyrica told you about this.
  213. "Yes, m-master. I'm fine."
  214. >She said they liked to make you feel comfortable before abusing you.
  215. >She said that that made it worse when they did go through with it.
  216. >So you just won't play this game.
  217. >"Oooooookay, then."
  218. >He turns away from you, starting the car.
  219. >As he pulls away from the kennel, you steal one last glance.
  220. >You won't miss it.
  221. >Still, that doesn't stop you from worrying about everypony else.
  222. >The car turns, the kennel disappearing from your view.
  223. >You just need to be strong.
  224. >As you bounce around the car, lacking a seat belt, you try not to cry.
  225. >It's made harder by the fact that your master keeps swerving around and making sharp turns.
  226. >Every time he does that, you're slammed into the door.
  227. >He doesn't even notice, so you just suffer in silence.
  228. >You don't want to bring any attention to it, for fear of what consequences complaining could bring.
  229. >Luckily he wasn't lying about how close he lived.
  230. >After a few minutes, you pull into a cracked and grassy driveway.
  231. >Suddenly, the lights in the car go out.
  232. >You can't see anything, but you hear a car door open.
  233. >Is he going to leave you in the car?
  234. >You back into the door, your eyes still unadjusted to the darkness.
  235. >Still backing up, you hear the opening of the door.
  236. >For a second there's no seat beneath you.
  237. >No ground either.
  238. >Then that second is over.
  239. >"Got ya"
  240. >You recognize the limbs wrapping around your barrel as your master's.
  241. >Guess he didn't want you hurting yourself when he could do that himself.
  242. "T-Thank you, master."
  243. >You wouldn't want to be beaten for something as simple as not thanking him.
  244. >"No problemo."
  245. >You feel him start to move.
  246. >You know better than to struggle.
  247. >"So can you see in the dark? You backed right out of the car there."
  248. >He can see?
  249. "My s-sight hasn't adjusted, m-master."
  250. >"Hmm"
  251. >He hiccups, probably storing that info for later use against you.
  252. >"I guess humans adjust faster."
  253. >Your eyesight finally begins to return, a brown door forming before you.
  254. >He puts you down and attempts to unlock the door.
  255. >He uses both hands to do it, missing the lock several times.
  256. >While he continues to miss, you stare across the weed-ridden lawn.
  257. >Could you escape?
  258. >He's too busy fumbling with the lock to hold onto your leash.
  259. >Maybe you could.
  260. >You carefully raise one hoof off the stoop.
  261. >Then you're suddenly dragged backwards, into the house.
  262. >You gasp, your breath returning once you're inside.
  263. >It was only a matter of time before it truly began.
  264. >He closes the door, dashing your hopes at escape.
  265. >"You don't want to be outside at night. S'not a good neighborhood."
  266. >Of course that's what he wants you to think.
  267. >That way you would never try to escape.
  268. "Y-Yes, master. I'll k-keep that in mind."
  269. >He flicks at a switch, blinding you.
  270. >You try to cover your eyes with your wings, but they're still belted down.
  271. >"Aw shit. Sorry about that, Medley."
  272. >The light goes away, but you can't see again.
  273. >This must be how it starts.
  274. >Little 'accidents'
  275. >It's only going to get worse from here.
  276. >You feel tears begin to prick at corners of your eyes.
  277. >No.
  278. >You must stay strong.
  279. >Crying will only encourage him.
  280. >He must want you blind for what's coming next.
  281. >Oblivious to your struggles, your master begins to tug on your leash.
  282. >"C'mon. I'll guide you."
  283. >Is he going to bring you down into some dungeon?
  284. >You walk forward, following the pull of the leash.
  285. >Are you going to have to sleep in the backyard?
  286. >You stop for a moment and hear a door being unlocked.
  287. >As you torture yourself worrying, your vision starts to return.
  288. >You almost wish it hadn't.
  289. >A queen size bed takes up the majority of your vision.
  290. >The rest of your vision is taken up by your undressing master.
  291. >He strips down to his undergarment and then turns back to you.
  292. >It has only been a day.
  293. >He grabs you by the barrel.
  294. >You're paralyzed with fear.
  295. >"Up you go!"
  296. >It's too soon.
  297. >He hiccups before setting you down on the bed.
  298. >You weren't ready for this.
  299. >He slides in next to you.
  300. >You haven't been with a stallion yet.
  301. >The covers are pulled over the both of you.
  302. >Why couldn't he just beat you?
  303. >He pulls you close to his chest.
  304. >You prepare yourself for what comes next.
  305. >He leans in close to your ear.
  306. >You're ready.
  307. >"Good night, Medley."

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