UNTITLED, by RPBN


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                                            So, this is your new home.

                                            >You open the pony carrier and let the purple pony out into the living room.

                                            Now I want to let you know a few things before we make this a permanent situation for you.

                                            First, I don't hit ponies. Nor do I yell at them or emotionally abuse them.

                                            Second, you are expected to do light housework during the day while I'm at work. Can you cook?

                                            >The pony shakes her head.

                                            Well that sucks. So I'll be taking care of that for the two of us.

                                            >You walk over to the couch and sit down while the purple pony just looks at you.

                                            Now the third thing is something you're probably not going to like. I expect you to have sex with me at least once a day. Unless you're sick or something.

                                            >She grimaces.

                                            I'm not going to force you, and I'm going to give you the week to mull it over. But if you can't force yourself to do it then I'll take you back to the shelter and you can try your luck with the next human.

                                            >She gives you a look of utter disgust.

                                            Oh don't be like that. Having a normal relationship with you ponies is impossible and like I said. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to.

                                            >"Except for raping me."

                                            Would you I rather beat you into submission or use a shock collar?

                                            >"I'd rather not be used as some kind of sex puppet again."

                                            I was thinking more like concubine, but yeah pretty much what you said.

                                            >She just looks at you for a while.

                                            >"Do I get my own room?"

                                            Yes.

                                            >"Can I have regular work hours where I'm not going to get raped?"

                                            We can do that. Consider yourself "on call" from 6 in the morning until 8 at night.

                                            >"...I've had worse offers."

                                            Sorry to hear that.

                                            >The pony sits down on the carpet.

                                            >"I'll never love you. You do know that, right?"

                                            I'm okay with that.

                                            >"My name is Twilight Sparkle."

                                            Anonymous.

                                            Why don't you go wash the shelter off yourself while I make us something to eat.

                                            >"Fine."


                                            >It's been a month since you were purchased by Anonymous. He just finished raping you for the day.

                                            >He is a morning rapist after all.

                                            >He may require you to fellate him after dinner, but you could live with that for now. You've been treated worse than this before.

                                            >Anonymous is kind of an oddball human. He made a contract dictating the terms of your ownership. It almost makes you feel like an employee instead of a slave. At least he washes himself regularly.

                                            >You shudder at the memory of previous owners who were not as hygienic. There are just some things you can't untaste no matter how hard you try.

                                            >Anonymous lets you have free reign in the house. He has a small library of books. Mostly science fiction and fantasy, but it is nice to be reading again. He'll even talk to you about what you are reading when you aren't servicing him and degrading yourself.

                                            >It could be worse though.

                                            >You've long since given up fighting against the humans. There are enough scars under your coat to show that.

                                            >Life here with him is both easy and difficult. Easy because he doesn't ask much of you. The house isn't very large and the two of you do not make much mess. Hard because he makes an effort to get to know you. It's almost like he cares about you and how you are feeling. It's a subtle cruelty.

                                            >You've taken up smoking. It helps keep you calm.

                                            >You almost want him to blow up at you. You've been waiting for the other shoe to drop since you agreed to stay.

                                            >It's almost too much. Especially because you're getting comfortable, and you're starting to enjoy his touch.

                                            >Sometimes you can close your eyes and pretend he's a pony like you.

                                            >You are disgusting.


                                            >"Anonymous?"

                                            Yes Twilight.

                                            >She looks apprehensive. She still is nervous around you even after 6 months together. Twilight is getting to the point when she can look at you while you're having your way with her. It's better than the first few days where she just shut her eyes and tried not to cry.

                                            >You were gentle and didn't make her do too much. Your tastes are pretty vanilla anyway. Just the fact you're burying your dog in a pony is enough for you.

                                            >"I found one of my friends while searching the internet."

                                            Really? Which one?

                                            >"Applejack."

                                            Well that's nice, how is she doing?

                                            >"I-I don't know. I was hoping that maybe you could arrange a visit for me?"

                                            Oh, did you save the contact information?

                                            >"Yes, I wrote it down on the notepad by the computer."

                                            Well let me take a look.

                                            >You type in the URL to see where her friend is being kept. Looks like they have her working as a lifter at the local hardware store. Couldn't hurt to go see her you guess.

                                            We'll go see her tomorrow afternoon. I'll call ahead to see if we can rent her for an hour or so.

                                            >"Thanks Anonymous. This really means a lot for me."

                                            No problem Twilight.

                                            You want to watch a movie with me?

                                            >"Okay."

                                            >Twilight blew you about 20 minutes into the movie. You didn't ask her to, but you guess she felt obligated after you agreed to let her see her friend.

                                            >Twilight is a good house pony.


                                            >It didn't go well. Applejack has had a rough time of it since she's been here. Well, we all have, but she still has her pride intact. You can't say the same for yourself.

                                            >She was angry that you gave in so meekly to your current owner. Angry that you stopped fighting. Mostly you think she's angry that you are allowed to rest right now while she toils away on dangerous construction projects.

                                            >You don't blame her for being angry with you. It still hurt though.

                                            >Anonymous gave you the next few days off. You didn't take them. You needed to feel the touch of another, even if it was mostly fake. It's nice when they aren't trying to hurt you during the act.

                                            >You'll go see Applejack again. Mostly because you can see how she needs a friend right now, even if she doesn't want one. You are also going to convince your owner to purchase your friend as well. If only to keep her safe.

                                            >Safe. It's odd that you feel that way here. You know Anonymous isn't going to harm you, but at the same time you don't want to push your boundaries too far. He might send you back to the shelter if you upset him too much.

                                            >You can't go back there. Your shelter time is almost used up. If you are there for another month, then they will euthanize you or send you to the hardest of labor camps. Same thing really. One just takes longer than the other.


                                            >You had to make a quick stop at the shelter today after work. The vet there was slipped a 50 to let you know if a certain orange mare got dropped off. She got hurt on the job. Broke both of her back legs when some lumber fell on her.

                                            >While not catastrophic it is enough for the shelter to consider euthanasia. Lame horses don't have much value after all. Which is to your benefit. You got Applejack for a quarter of what you paid for Twilight.

                                            >Now she's laying in the backseat of your car looking conflicted. On one hand you basically just saved her from a trip to the glue factory. On the other you're pretty sure she thinks she's going to be on the receiving end of your dick for the rest of her life.

                                            >"I ain't gonna rut you. Y'all know that right?"

                                            I didn't buy you for that.

                                            >"Then why did you buy me?"

                                            Because it makes Twilight happy. Plus I would like to have a cook as well as a concubine.

                                            >She scrunches her nose at the word concubine.

                                            >"I don't mind bein' a cook, but just so you know, I don't like what yer doin' with Twilight."

                                            You don't say.

                                            >You both sit in silence for a while as you continue driving.

                                            >"I can't stop ya, but can y'all do me a favor?"

                                            What's that?"

                                            >"Can you not make me watch ya? I really don't want ta see my friend like that."

                                            I didn't buy you for that sort of thing Applejack. Truth is I'm not really interested in having multiple partners or humiliating the both of you. I know Twilight didn't have much in the way of choice, but I think I actually treat her rather well. I plan on treat you good as well. It's just our relationship won't be sexual.

                                            >"It still ain't right."

                                            No, it isn't. But it's probably the best you two are going to get.

                                            >Neither of you spoke anymore until you got home.

                                            >Twilight lost her shit at the sight of Applejack when you carried her inside the house. They spent the rest of the afternoon catching up while you cleaned the guest room for Applejack to stay in. Twilight is being moved into your room.

                                            >It was her idea. That night she damn near broke your pelvis.

                                            >You woke up the next morning to the smell of fresh apple pie.

                                            >Applejack was giving Twilight directions in the kitchen as she sat on a cushion.

                                            >"So do y'all think you can keep it down at night? I do not need ta hear how much of a 'bad pony' Twilight is."

                                            Sorry Applejack. We're not used to company.

                                            >Twilight just turns beet red and stammers an apology.

                                            >You do not regret your purchase.


                                            >Anonymous bought Applejack after she had an accident at work.

                                            >She was lucky you had talked to him about buying her. He was a little reluctant at first, but you've discovered that you can be very convincing when you want to.

                                            >Now she can recover in peace. Both in body and in spirit.

                                            >Life as a work horse is hard after all.

                                            >Hopefully she'll warm up to Anon. He really isn't that bad a guy for a human, or maybe that's just the Stockholm Syndrome talking.

                                            >Next on the list is talking him into buying a larger house. The two bedroom place you're in now is too small for what you have planned.

                                            >You're going to find the rest of your friends.

                                            >You're going to try and save them.


                                            >In the four weeks Applejack has been staying with you things have gotten interesting around the house. The two mares get along well, but you can see that Applejack really can't wait until she's up and around again. Mostly because Twilight is overcompensating and waiting on her hand and foot. Or hoofie and hoovsies you guess.

                                            >Applejack is slowly warming up to you as well. You guess it's been a while since she's been addressed like a person. She does slip up and call you "Boss" and "Master" every once and a while, but you're sure she'll get used to you in time.

                                            >You've had to take up jogging to keep the weight off. The amount of baked goods in your house right now is ridiculous. You take Twilight with you on those runs. No sense letting her get pudgy. Plus it gives Applejack a break from her.

                                            >Twilight has been asking about your financial situation. You make a decent living as an office IT guy. Setting up Outlook for the technologically inept has kept you employed for the last ten years. It's not a bad gig.

                                            >You know Twilight is planning something. She's been busy ever since Applejack moved in. Plus she doesn't know how to clear her search history on the computer.

                                            >She's been looking up real estate in the area. Specifically farms and large pieces of undeveloped property.

                                            >She also spends a lot of time looking for her other friends.

                                            >You don't need to be a rocket scientist to figure out what's going on, but then again it would be nice to upgrade a bit.

                                            >You've lived in this place for the last seven years and while it has met your needs so far it is starting to feel cramped.

                                            >You know Twilight is embarrassed that Applejack can hear the two of you at night. That and the bathroom situation is getting out of hand.

                                            >Three asses to one toilet does not work and you are not going to make them shit in the yard like some people would.

                                            >Damn it. This is going to get expensive.


                                            >You getting nervous.

                                            >No, nervous isn't quite right.

                                            >This house is too small for the three of you. Let alone more ponies.

                                            >You don't want to ask Anonymous outright about how much money he makes or has saved up. That would earn you a beating from previous owners. You're fairly certain Anonymous would not do something severe like that, but you don't want to overstep. As nice as he's been you're still a little nervous.

                                            >The runs have helped.

                                            >It's nice to get outside and feel the sun. You both hate the leash though. As Anon puts it, "It's degrading to us both." At least he's easy to keep up with. Humans aren't as fast as ponies. He can outlast you though. Stupid human stamina.

                                            >It was after one of these runs and the shower sex that comes after that Anon had a serious discussion with you.

                                            >"So Twilight."

                                            Yes Anon?

                                            >"Been busy with the internet lately?"

                                            ...yes...

                                            >"Just tell me what you've been up to. I probably won't get mad."

                                            I've been looking around for a bigger house and I want to find more of my friends.

                                            >"That all?"

                                            Yes. I want to help them if I can.

                                            >He sighs heavily and sits on his bed.

                                            >"I think we can get a bigger place. I was thinking about doing that anyway because we don't have enough bathrooms. How many ponies are you looking for anyway?"

                                            Four more.

                                            >"I can't afford a house big enough for one human and six ponies Twilight. Three, maybe four at the most, but not six. Plus I'd have to feed all of us as well."

                                            I-I know.

                                            >"So unless you can figure out a way for me to pay for all of that then you'll have to settle for less."

                                            >Horseapples. This is going to be harder than you thought.

                                            >"There's also the question of whether or not your friend's owners are willing to sell. I only got Applejack because she got hurt."

                                            I'll think of something. Just give me time, okay?

                                            >"I wasn't rushing you or anything. Honestly I don't mind having extra ponies around, but we have to come up with a way to keep everyone fed and comfortable."

                                            Okay Anon.


                                            >Twilight and Anonymous are back from their run.

                                            >It's a good thing you used the bathroom before they got back. They always take forever in there.

                                            >The walls are too thin in this house.

                                            >The furniture is kind of substandard as well.

                                            >Not to mention the kitchen.

                                            >But you ain't complaining. No siree!

                                            >You've had it worse than this. That migrant workers camp for example.

                                            >Work all day, raped all night.

                                            >You miss Jorge though. He just wanted ta pet you. Shame he had no money and couldn't speak the same language.

                                            >Anonymous isn't as nice as Jorge was. He still ain't bad. He just ain't no good either.

                                            >At least he keeps his hands to himself with you.

                                            >He offered to help you bathe, but you didn't trust him for that. Twilight normally helped you with that anyway. You just wish that mare would give ya a little breathin' room once and a while.

                                            >Not that ya blame her. Life's been hard the last few years. At least you could see she's a little happy nowadays. Makes ya a little sad though.

                                            >It shouldn't be like this.

                                            >Ah well, no use cryin' about it. Just suck it up and get the job done.

                                            >In a couple of weeks you can get out of this here cart and do more around the house.

                                            >Specifically the yard. Ain't no one's done any gardening to this place in a long time.

                                            >Maybe you can get some vegetables goin' out there.

                                            >Maybe an apple tree if he lets ya.

                                            >Baby steps.

                                            >First thing's first though. You need ta get dinner started.

                                            >Sounds like they're done in the "shower" anyway.

                                            >Dang randy human.

                                            >You'd get them all fixed if you could.


                                            >Be Rararara.

                                            >You live in a basement.

                                            >It's not the worst accommodation since coming to Earth, but it id definitely a downgrade.

                                            >You were bought three years ago as a gift for a child named Mary.

                                            >She's a bit spoiled and lost interest in you within a month.

                                            >Luckily her father Steve is not a cruel man. He let's you have free reign in the basement where you run your speciality clothing business.

                                            >It keeps you busy and it is quite lucrative, but not for you. Steve keeps all the money.

                                            >At least he isn't using you for his own sexual deviancy like some owners do.

                                            >You've recently come into contact with Twilight and Applejack over the internet. They're doing well it seems.

                                            >They are living on the other end of the continent though, so visiting them may be out of the question.

                                            >That and Twilight is living with a human who only seems to have carnal interests in her.

                                            >You don't judge her though. She must do what she has to to survive. Even if it is distasteful.

                                            >You'll have to let Fluttershy know their contact information. She'll be happy to hear from them.

                                            >She works at a nursing home in Idaho. You've even been to visit her a few times.

                                            >Steve doesn't mind the trip too much as he has family in the area.

                                            >He's a nice man. You hope he remarries soon.


                                            >You're standing at an old farm in rural Maryland. Almost ten acres for $135000. Of course you'd have to build a new house on it. You can see the remains of the last one that was here. It had burned down some years ago and no one wanted to replace it. At least it will be easy to get water and power out to the new house you and the girls are planning.

                                            >If you move here your commute will be about ten minutes longer each way, but you'll have a lot less traffic. The girls are running around the property. Applejack still isn't 100%, but she is mobile again and getting stir crazy around the house. Not one to sit around watching TV all day that pony.

                                            >Twilight is happy. She found her friend Rarity on the internet about three weeks ago and they have been chatting up a storm over skype. Doesn't look like you'll be buying her anytime soon, but she's happy and stable and that is good enough to Twilight for now.

                                            >To keep costs down you are going to have to build the house mostly yourself. And by yourself you mean make Twilight and Applejack do it. Partially because this was their idea, partially because you don't know which end of the hammer to hold.

                                            >From what Applejack said she can get you some good deals on materials from her time as a construction pony. She'll even throw in a few favors to get help with the wiring and plumbing. In exchange you've agreed to find and buy her brother and sister when the house is done.

                                            >She's pretty much saving you half the cost of a home so you're more than willing to do that for her.

                                            >You lowered the resistance on Twilight's Faraday band so she can help with the heavy lifting. It is as low as you can set it legally.

                                            >So far she hasn't crushed you like an empty beer can at a frat party. She did use it to stimulate your prostate once.

                                            >You don't want to think about that ever again.


                                            >Anonymous has lowered the resistance on your Faraday band. It feels wonderful.

                                            >You haven't had access to this much magic in ages. Not since you were taken prisoner and enslaved six years ago. It's still not letting you have all of it, but right now you are sitting with more power than about 3/4 the unicorn population.

                                            >You've decided not to let Anon know just how much you have at your disposal. He might turn it down, and you're fairly sure you would let him.

                                            >There also is the possibility that he would be okay with letting you keep it, but you don't want to risk it. Besides, there shouldn't be any reason for you to let loose any time soon. You'll have to include a magic lab in the house plans. Getting back into magical research would be good for you. And Anon is fairly easy to convince when you want something.

                                            >You have been really enjoying chats with Rarity. She seems to have been spared the worst of life on Earth so far. She makes her owner a nice sum of money, so it doesn't look like he'll be willing to sell. He treats her nicely too. You still haven't been in contact with Fluttershy. She isn't allowed internet access and you haven't been able to get her on the phone. You did send a letter though and it has only been three weeks.

                                            >You still worry.

                                            >According to Rarity she is treated like a companion animal/care nurse for elderly humans. During her visits all Rarity could do was follow her on her rounds and help her with her tasks.

                                            >You hope she isn't being abused on top of being overworked.

                                            >Still no sign of Pinkie or Rainbow Dash. You did find Big Macintosh though. His owner has him working on a tobacco plantation in Virginia.

                                            >First thing you all plan on doing when the house is done is to go down for a visit.

                                            >It should be fun convincing the farmer to give him up. You've been practicing the perfect spell to convince him.


                                            >Twilight's been actin funny since her band got powered down.

                                            >And not ha ha funny neither.

                                            >More like there's somethin' in her right now. Somethin' ugly and cruel and mean. Like a dog that's been hit too many times.

                                            >You think she sees it too. You ain't said nothin' about it to Anonymous though. You're pretty sure Twilight will work her way through it.

                                            >She's always been a good pony and you trust her.

                                            >But you also know that if any of her former owners turned up at the door there wouldn't be enough left of 'em ta bury.

                                            >Girl could be scary sometimes even before all this slavery nonsense.

                                            >You're excited to know where your brother is. It's hard not ta go racin' down the road ta get him though. But you've learned ta be patient.

                                            >Plus you know Anonymous is a human of his word, but ta be sure you made up a contract for him agreein' ta buy your family if y'all could find 'em.

                                            >He's a stickler for contracts that human.