Abusive Trixie


                                            >After a long day, you lie in bed with the horse of your nightmares

                                            >She's snuggled up on your stomach

                                            >"You DO love the Great and Powerful Trixie, correct?" The Great and Powerful asks

                                            "Yeah. Why?"

                                            >"I saw you looking at those other ponies passing by" she lifts her head off of your stomach

                                            "Just thought I saw somepony I knew"

                                            >Truth is, you were actually hoping one of them would see the fear and desperation in your eyes

                                            >Ever since she told you she had feelings for you, you've never left her side

                                            >Even though you really

                                            >Really

                                            >Want to

                                            >You remember thinking it was cute that a pony liked you

                                            >A first, and probably last, you told yourself

                                            >Though, you didn't think it'd be the last in this sense at the time

                                            >One date turned into a few

                                            >All of which were really great

                                            >Even under these circumstances you still liked the mare you saw at those dates

                                            >The one on your stomach currently isn't that same mare

                                            >"Anon? You didn't tell me you knew other ponies." Trixie says as if it were scandalous

                                            >You snap out of your thoughts for a moment

                                            "Even you know other ponies, so it shouldnt be too shocking that I know some, too"

                                            >After a few dates, she invited you to move in

                                            >You were reluctant, but really didn't have much of a choice

                                            >You'd been fired from your job for no particular reason a few days before

                                            >Even more inconvinient was the fact that you were one paycheck away from making that month's rent

                                            >Guess it really does pay to save some cash for a rainy day

                                            >"All the ponies I know are STRICTLY enemies and business partners... and you" She coos on the last word

                                            "I'm not a pony."

                                            >"You know what I mean." She says, moving herself to rest her head on your chest

                                            "Yeah."

                                            >That was a few months ago you think

                                            >Ever since, each waking moment has been dedicated to pleasing Trixie

                                            >Because of that, it's been hard keeping track of time

                                            >Good thing Trixie does

                                            >Normally, she doesn't let you leave her wagon unless it's showtime

                                            >Even then, you have to be there on the sidelines watching her, or else

                                            >But today was special

                                            >'An anniversary' Trixie told you

                                            >To celebrate, Trixie had given you a morning on the town

                                            >It was almost like your first dates

                                            >Almost

                                            >"What are you thinking about?" Trixie says, not moving her head

                                            "Nothing. Why?"

                                            >"Trixie knows you're lying. You only snap at her when something is on your mind" Trixie explains

                                            "I'm just a little tired I guess."

                                            >"Tired of me?" She asks

                                            >Yes.

                                            "Not at all"

                                            >"Is that so? Then prove it." Trixie gets up and takes a seat on your chest

                                            "Do I have to?"

                                            >"Yes." Trixie narrows her eyes at you

                                            >You hated when she called your bluff

                                            >You used to love her for it, though

                                            >Back in the good days

                                            "Is my existence alone not enough?"

                                            >"Do not misinterpret Trixie. She knows you love her, she just needs actions to back your many praises up" Her eye twitches at you. She's annoyed

                                            "Fine."

                                            >You pull Trixie toward you with a hug

                                            >Once she's snuggled up with you again, you ask:

                                            "Is this good?"

                                            >Trixie inhales deeply

                                            >"You smell nice..." she whispers, her eyes closed

                                            "Thanks. You too."

                                            >Trixie giggles

                                            >"I love it when you compliment me" Trixie whispers

                                            "I know"

                                            >Trixie shifts herself a little

                                            >"But it isn't enough..." Trixie opens her eyes and gives you a concerned look

                                            >Oh no

                                            >Not this again

                                            >Trixie moves herself so that her back is spread across your body

                                            >You keep your hands wrapped around Trixie

                                            >She squirms some more

                                            >"Anon... I want you to make Trixie feel good..." she demands, a sultry tone in her voice

                                            >You shake your head

                                            "N-no."

                                            >"Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you."

                                            >Suddenly, her magic envelopes your arms

                                            >She manipulates your arms into moving between her hind legs

                                            >You want to die. Very badly, in fact

                                            >"Are you ready, Anon?" Trixie asks

                                            >You don't answer

                                            >"If you don't respond, I'll take your virginity, right here, right now. BEFORE Marriage." Trixie threatens you

                                            "If it meant getting away from you for the rest of my life, I'd let you take it."

                                            >Trixie shakes a little

                                            >That pissed her off

                                            >You close your eyes, bracing for some sort of harm

                                            >Suddenly, your right hand gets covered in a sticky warmth

                                            >Trixie let's out a moan

                                            >Then, the other does as well

                                            >You also feel a warmth pass upon it every second or so

                                            >Trixie's moans muffle and a sloppy sound can be heard

                                            >Fearing the worst, you open your eyes

                                            >Your right hand has two digits firmly inside of trixie

                                            >The other has Trixie's mouth wrapped around it

                                            >Trixie releases your hand from her mouth

                                            >She makes sure there's a violent pop, too

                                            >"After all I do for you! You still treat Trixie like she's garbage!" She starts moving your right hand in and out of her

                                            >She exhales a sigh of relief

                                            >"But don't worry, I still love you, and I wont ever stop loving you" She flips herself back on her stomach and faces you

                                            >Your left hand cusps her side

                                            >With her front hooves, she grabs your head and forces your face to hers

                                            >In a moment, your lips meet

                                            >And in an even shorter moment, Trixie's tongue forcefully meets yours

                                            >You can hear her moan as she forces herself onto you

                                            >You also feel your right hand moving faster

                                            >She cleans the inside of your mouth for a good ten seconds before reeling back and sitting on your hand

                                            >"Yes! Like that! Hnggg!!! Your monkey hands are Trixie's weakness!" Trixie shouts

                                            >After a few seconds of inaudible moaning, Trixie finishes, leaving a sticky trail all on your pants, even more on your right hand's fingers

                                            >She also let's out some sparks from her horn before your hands are freed

                                            >Trixie giggles and exhales before dropping her head back on her chest

                                            >Trixie twitches as she pants

                                            >"You're lucky I wanted you tonight, otherwise I'd have beaten you senseless" Trixie pants

                                            >"I love you so much. I wish we could do this forever and ever" She rubs her face on yours

                                            >Suddenly, her horn glows again

                                            >She blasts you with some spell

                                            >"But for now, Trixie sleeps. Maybe if you're a good boy tomorrow, Trixie will return the favor. But for now, your body is Trixie's." She gets into a fetal position on top of you and closes her eyes

                                            >You try moving yourself to get more comfortable

                                            >Nothing

                                            >You try stretching your leg out

                                            >Nothing

                                            >You try speaking

                                            >Only inaudible noises are made

                                            >You try screaming for help

                                            >You only make loud inaudible noises

                                            >At least you can control your eyes

                                            >You look at Trixie, who's getting visibly annoyed

                                            >You make another loud noise and she furrows her pony eyebrows

                                            >She zaps you with magic again

                                            >"What do you want?" Trixie asks, her eyes still closed

                                            "I WANT TO GET THE HELL AWAY FROM YOU, YOU PSYCHO BITCH!"

                                            >Trixie smirks

                                            >Her horn glows again, and a magical hand appears to the side of your face

                                            >A second later, you feel a sharp pain cover your cheek

                                            >"Trixie will ask you once more: what do you want?" She says in a much more threatening voice

                                            >You try moving your body again, to no avail

                                            >You sigh

                                            "I want to to home..."

                                            >"This is your home, my love" Trixie tells you in a cutesy voice

                                            >Your heart sinks

                                            >She's right

                                            >You let her convince you into living with her

                                            >You decided to entertain her feelings

                                            >And you keep talking back to her

                                            >She'll never kill your or let you leave

                                            >Ponies would would believe you if you told them about her abusive nature

                                            >But she'd never let you get close enough to tell anyone

                                            >And you'd never have the guts to tell anyone

                                            >She has you wrapped around her finger

                                            >Or hoof

                                            >You can't even feel your legs

                                            >Your eyes get damp

                                            >You let out a little sniffle

                                            >Fuckfuckfuck

                                            >You dont want to cry

                                            >God only knows what she'll do if she sees you cry right in front of her

                                            >You usually only ever cry in the restroom, or when she's in a deep sleep

                                            >You start panicking

                                            >You close your eyes to stop the tears to no avail

                                            >Your eyes let loose and your breathing is even more ragged

                                            >All of that on top of sniffling every other second

                                            >Suddenly, you feel a warmth on both sides of your face

                                            >You open your eyes to see Trixie holding your head with her hooves

                                            >She looks... genuinely concerned?

                                            >"Anon, are you ok?" She asks

                                            >You can't shake your head, but she knows

                                            >She wraps herself around you and strokes your hair

                                            >"Trixie's sorry... she didn't mean to make you cry. Please stop crying" she tells you

                                            "I... I want to leave you... so badly"

                                            >"You don't mean that. I love you, remember? She reassures you

                                            "Kill me"

                                            >"Anon... wh-what?" Trixie's tearing up now

                                            >You know it's all manipulation but you still feel terrible

                                            >Even if she's batshit insane, she's still cute

                                            >Seeing her cry makes your heart hurt, even if she isn't the same mare you gave your heart to

                                            "Stop crying, please"

                                            >"But... threatening to leave... wanting to..." Trixie can't even bring herself to finish that sentence

                                            >She tightly hugs you again and sobs into your shoulder

                                            >"Here, I'll unparalyze you, just please never think or say anything like that ever again" She whispers

                                            >Her horn glows once more and zaps you

                                            >You can feel the tears on your face, and Trixie's on your shoulder

                                            >You also feel her warmth

                                            >It's so... nice

                                            >You reach your arms around Trixie and hug her back

                                            >Maybe life is terrible, and it will always be, but at least you know Trixie will love you

                                            >Whether you like it or not


                                            The End