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

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