Down the Diamond Dog Hole

 

Those days were over now, and the only thing that remained was the busted mining equipment and the reinforcements that had been put in place to p[prevent the mine from collapsing.

 

Today, the ponies had returned to the mine. Neither of them looked like they actually belonged in the mine, one had orange fur and wore a steson hat. They might have passed for a mineworker without the hat, but at the moment everyone would have assumed they were a farmer.

 

Next to them was a white unicorn pony who certainly looked like she didn’t belong anywhere near a mine. Her fur was immaculately groomed and looked like it had taken hours to prepare just this morning alone. Yet she had cleaned herself so well that even the dirt seemed like it did not want to sully her perfect coat.

 

The first mare was named Applejack, and she owned a farm a distance away from the mine. She had only come to help out her friend Rarity.

 

Rarity owned a small shop back up in the town, making fine clothes for ponies who wanted to look extra fancy. It didn’t make much sense that ponies would want to wear clothing, but when they did, it was normally because they wanted to go out somewhere or show off to somebody.

 

Rarity used gemstones in the creation of some of her fanciest works, and so she had asked Applejack, who was a close friend of hers for help in mining the gemstones from the old abbandoned mine.

 

Applejack was not one to turn down a friend in need, so she had come to help Rarity, despite not knowing much about mines or how they functioned. Manual labour was something she knew well however, and with muscles forged from a lifetime of farm work, the rock did not stand much of a chance against her.

 

Rarity used her magic to find the right places to dig, and she used her pickaxe to root out the gemstones hidden under the surface. It was hard work, but that was what Applejack enjoyed.

 

CLANG. CLANG. The pick sang out with each of the powerful swings she performed, biting clean through the stone and sending shards and chuncks of it scattering in all directions as she hunted for the gems beneath.

 

“Careful Applejack, you have to be gentle when digging up gemstones, you don’t want to risk shattering them!” Rarity said.

 

“Breaking rock is a lot harder then it looks, Rarity. If I hit it any softer we wouldn’t get anywhere and we would be here all day. I want ta’ get home in time for dinner.”

 

The white mare frowned softly, “Yes, but surely you can be a little more… Careful. You’ve shattered two gemstones already!”

 

Applejack gave a soft grumble in response, “Look, if you’re that concerned about your precious gemstones, then why don’t you come over here and mine them your damn self! I don’t see you getting your hooves dirty.”

 

Rarity didn’t respond to this outburst, she simply lit up her horn and scanned it around the cave once more, the light seeming to shine straight through the stone and to the gemstones underneath. Rarity could then decide where to dig and which gemstones were worthless from there.

 

There was a large selection of gemstones in this cavern, but only a small number of them were actually worth anything. All the others were just about as expensive as the rock around them. Not that Rarity really cared for price, but the gemstones she used in her clothing needed to be of top quality.

 

“Watch your step too, this is the first time I’ve been down this mine. I checked the reinforcements were safe, but there might be old equipment or sharp things left over from the mining operation.” She explained, tapping the place where she needed Applejack to mine next.

 

Applejack took a moment to take off her stetson. Beneath her mane was coated in a thick layer of sweat that had plastered it down flat against her forehead. She looked tired, worn out, and yet it did nothing to slow her down as she moved over to the next rock.

 

Her pickaxe swung down with all the force she was able to muster, making the rock explode violently, scattering shards of stone everywhere as the tip of the pickaxe bit through the stone like it was butter.

 

Rarity let out a soft hiss of annoyance as she threw herself backwards away from the shower of rock dust and the sharp shards that came with it.

 

“Applejack! Carefully!” She whined. Applejack lifted the pickaxe over her shoulder, shaking her head from side to side gently as if she was disapointed in her own actions.

 

“Ayum sorry Rarity.” She drawled in a southen accent that a British writer would only make a mockery of.

 

Before she could carry on with her heartfelt appology, there was a sudden thudding from somewhere down deeper in the cavern.

 

Both of them came to a rather sudden stop, turning to face the source of the noise as any arguments they were about to contuie died in their throats.

 

Rarity let out a soft noise that sounded like it might have been caused by panic. Applejack didn’t take a moment to figure out what to do, putting herself between Rarity and the source of the noise like a bulwark of muscle and might.

 

All the muscle and might in the world did nothing if you were caught off guard however, and both of them let out cries of shock as the walls to either side of them suddenly exploded into a shower of rock, two Diamond dogs stepping through the rock dust like it was nothing and grabbing the two ponies before they had time to properly react.

 

Applejack tried her best to do something about it, but with the short time that she had been given to do something about it, it did not get her very far, and she was soon pinned against the wall.

 

Applejack used her final moment of freedom to yell out a number of loud curses in varying degrees of a southan accent.

 

Rarity and Applejack were both locked up in indefvidual cells by the diamond dogs. Rarity was the first one to wake up after being rended unconcious by the beasts.

 

Her head heart and was beating like it was a drum. Her mouth was dry, and she was pretty dure that her coat had gotten dirty! Which was prehaps the worst thing to come out of the whole situation. She beat her hoof softly at the ground in frustration and let out a soft huff.

 

Next to her, Applejack slowly came to a few mintues later. She would have woken up a lot earlier, but to put her under, the Diamond dogs had needed to hit her much harder then they had Rarity.

 

“Ah… Tarnation.” Applejack mutterd softly as she looked around the dingy cell that she had just woken up in. Her hoof reached up and rubbed gently at the back of her head.

 

Thankfully, everyone in her family had been born with a thick skull, and a small knock wasn’t going to do anything to disuade her, or her thinking skills.

 

Applejack wasn’t a genuis, she was under no deliousions about her intelligence. She knew that compared to people like Twilight,one of her best friends and student to the princess of Equstria, her intelligence was comparable to a bag of rocks.

 

But Applejack had something that Twilight did not. Twilight had learned all her knowledge from books and tomes. Booksmarts were all well and good, but Applejack had years of practical experience solving practical problems.

 

That was not something that you could pick up from reading books. If there were any weaknesses in this cell, then she would find them.

 

The cell was hewn from the same stone that the cavern was made up of, and it had been skilfully carved out with razor sharp claws.

 

The door to her cell was made out of iron, far thicker then any cel designed for ponies would have been. Applejack was extremely strong, but even she was not strong enough to kick her way through an iron door.

 

The walls were stone, the floor was stone. There was no way for her to get out.

 

That didn’t really matter to her. She didn’t have the intelligence of a box of rocks, but she did have the stubbornness of one. Her hooves rear back and then roughly swung forward and smacked against the iron door with a loud clang, bouncing off it before she reared back again.

 

Her hooves hammered against the iron door like a tempest, doing nothing against the iron other then cause a loud ringing noise as the metal vibrated from the rpeated impacts.

 

“Let me out of here you damn mutts!” She hissed. Applejack was an apple farmer, she spent a lot of time kicking apple trees, and because of all the experience she had earned over the course of her life, she knew how to kick something without risking an injury to herself.

 

 

Of course, the iron door did not budge in the slightest. She was stubborn, but even she could see that there was no way she was getting through an iron door. Her legs were just going to get tired out. She would need to save her strength and work on a better plan.

 

Meanwhile, Rarity was also attempting to figure out a way out of this situation. Surprisingly, it was the second time that she had been taken prisoner by the diamond dogs. The first time, the cells had been much more shoddily constructed.

 

Rarity didn’t really know how she was going to get out the cell. She was a unicorn, and her horn had not been blocked in any way. Unfortunately for her, she did not know any spells that would be able to get her out of here.

 

She was a seamstress, she didn’t know any spells to pick the lock or bust the door open. At this moment, she was really wishing that she had spent more time learning combat spells or something more practical that she would be able to use.

 

Of course, she was not going to sit down and do nothing. She needed to try something. Her horn glowed to life and she lifted a small rock up that had been left in her cell, smacking it roughly against the door. It clanged loudly off the metal, and Rarity quickly realized that hitting it with a rock just was not going to work and was not worth the effort she needed to put in.

 

Suddenly, there was a click from behind the door, the sound of something unlocking, and one of the diamond dogs suddenly strolled into the room. He was tall, towering a good three foot over the small white unicorn.

 

And unlike the pristine white mare, he did not seem to understand basic concepts of hygine such as showering. His shaggy brown coated was coated in sweat and grime, and the only article of clothing he wore was a loin cloth that looked almost black from the filth.

 

His uncaring eyes stared at her from behind a large pockmarked and battered snout, and rather suddenly, he reached his hand forward, each of the dirty digets of the bipedal dog was coated in filth, and he wrapped his foul fingers around the scruff of her neck, pulling her close to him without a single word being spoken.

 

Of course, Rarity had more then a few things to say about this, a slew of unlady-like curse rolling forth from her lips, followed by “Unhand me you… You brute!” She spat.

 

She was trying to hold back her curses, but the diamond dog let out a soft growl and pulled her forward roughly as the dog bent over and suddenly, before she really had time to react, her face was pressed forward between their cheeks and forced to press against the anus of the cruel mutt, which was just as filthy as the rest of him, caked in shit and other substances she couldn’t even begin to identify.

 

The stench burned at her nostrils and made her eyes water. Of course, the only action she could take in this situation was to suddenly and violently empty the contents of her stomach.

 

Bile burned at the back of her throat, and then a thick stream of what had been her breakfast just a few hours before spilled from out of her maw, coating the back of the diamond dog’s legs and painting their anus with even more foul fluids, which seemed to annoy the creature greatly, as he let out a loud growl and pulled the poor unicorn forward again, roughly pressing her against the mixture of shit and other fluids.

 

Even after she was done being sick, it did nothing to make her feel better about the situation, and she instantly wanted to vomit again, but this time it caught in her throat and produced a weird gagging sound.

 

Rarity started to cry at this point. She had no idea why the hell this was happening to her, but she didn't want to be here. It had to be a nightmare or some other explenation, it couldn't actually be happening for real, could it?

 

Of course, denying the situation did nothing to free her from it, and even though Rarity refused to use her tongue to clean the dog, he didn't seem to care in the slightest and simply kept rubbing her face against his rear, using her like she was nothing more then a tissue to be used and abused by the dog and then tossed aside.

 

She was smeared in the foul substances, dirtying her perfect coat that she had spent so long getting perfect, and ensuring that she would not be able to get the horrifc stench that the dog's filth was giving off.

 

Sadness soon gave way to rage however as she realized that nobody else was going to get her out of this situation, and she reached her hooves forward and begin to desperately beat against the back of the dog like she was tring to get her off him.

 

Rarity wasn't weak by any standards, she made sure to take care of her body to maintain the perfect standard of beauty, but it was nowhere near enough to do anything against the dog, who now turned around to admire his handiwork, holding her down against the ground as his other hand slowly moved to his loin cloth and pulled it free, letting his filthy throbbing red rocket spill free from above a set of filthy balls.

 

The dog was apperently already turned on by everything that had happened up to this point, getting off to his sick perversions, and Rarity attempted to dive forward and swing his hooves forward into their sensitive sack.

 

Of course, the dog was a lot stronger then she was, and simply held her against the ground with one of his limbs, his cock was still twitching softly, and he let out a soft and content sounding growl, before a stream of bitter yellow fluid begin to spill from his cock.

 

The hot fluid splattered onto Rarity's face and burn at her eyes, which led to another string of curses that were too numerous and prophane to list. The dog shoved two of its filthy fingers into her mouth, and she almost wretched from the taste of the fingers that had been forced into her.

 

The thick stream of urine splattered into her mouth and Rarity let out what was almost a scream as she desperately tried to pull herself away from the dog, who didn't seem to care in the slightest as he pinned her down and forced his foul urine down her throat.

 

At several points she almost choked on it, desperately trying to prevent it from going down her throat, although unfortunately for her it did not work. A lot of it splattered into her mouth, and some of that went down her throat for sure.

 

Rarity was in a panic, her head felt like it was coming apart, and she was totally helpless to do anything to get herself from out of this situation.

 

The dog was immensely stronger then her. She begin sobbing softly as she tried desperately to pull her way. There was nothing that she could do. Her head was falling apart as she let out a series of desperate screams and sobs, the urine burning at her eyes and her throat, which was burning and making her vomit again, sobbing softly as vomit spilled from her mouth.

 

The dog pulled away from her and leaned his head forward, an evil grin on his face as he extended his tongue forward and forced it into her mouth. Even his tongue tasted filthy, and Rarity's legs shook behind her.

 

Rarity felt her bladder give out from the panic that was tearing through her, eyes closing in shame as hot urine spilled from her snatch, drenching the inside of her thighs.

 

Rage was still bubbling up inside of her, but she knew that there was nothing that she could do.

"Please... Why are you doing this?" She asked.

 

The dumb hound didn't seem to care in the slightest, for her words, or she had been over conident in the hound's abilities to understand Ponish.

 

The dog tossed her to the ground like she was little more then a used up rag. She collapsed into a heap, urine formed a puddle around her. Bitter sobs rolled from her lips.

 

Meanwhile, Applejack found herself in a simeler situation. The door pulled open and a hulking diamond dog stepped into her cell and prepared to drag Applejack from out of the room.

 

Of course, Applejack was not the sort of pony to take something like this lying down. She had an immense amount of strength in her short frame, and she was more then prepared to put that strength to use as the diamond dog stepped into the room, suddenly dropping into a donkey kick out of nowhere that the poor mutt barely avoided.

 

Applejack prepared to press the attack and stop them from retreating, but now she had lost the element of suprise the diamond dog proved to be much stonger then she was, easily managing to pin her down against the ground, even with every ounce of her muscle desperately working to pull free it did nothing to the dog, who simply gave a mocking grin down at her.

 

The two mares were then dragged away into what appeared to be a central room of some sort, which a large pit in the middle made out of smoothed stone, surrounded by rocks that almost looked like they would be able to function as seats, were it not for the fact that they were rocks. It was likely still the diamond dogs trying their best however, and they could not be blamed for that.

 

What they could be blamed for was taking Rarity and Applejack Prisoner. Applejack was exceptionally mad and all her strength seemed to do nothing against the dogs, and Rarity was almost already at her breaking point, tears stained her cheeks and bodily waste stained her fur, the poor mare looking like she might collapse at any moment given half a chance.

 

And yet, even though she was near her breaking point, she didn’t break. She stood tall against the challenges that faced her and fixed Applejack with a slight glare upon seeing that she had not been coated in shit. For the briefest of moments she considered the idea that Applejack was working with the diamond dogs, but of course that was not the case at all, and she brushed such ideas aside before they had chance to distract her furhter from her goal.

 

Which at the moment was doing anything possible to get herself out of this place. She wanted to get back home to her little sister and her dresses and forget all about this place.

 

Of course, Applejack was having those same thoughts. She wanted to get home to her own little sister and forget all about this horrible situation. It looked like Rarity had got herself coated in some kind of foul substance and was currently crying her eyes out.

 

Applejack and Rarity were at both ends of the spectrum from each other. One of them lived in a fancy home and hardly ever had to work with her hooves. Applejack spent her entire life toiling away in the fields and getting absolutely filthy to provide for her family, and as much as she hated to say it, she was the best choice for who got out of here, she would go and get Twilight and they would come back and rescue Rarity.

 

It was unfortunate for sure, but thatf was just how it was. The two of them were tossed down into the admittedly small pit, and Rarity was too broken to even realize what was happening. This pit looked like it belonged in a children’s game involing spinning tops, if she was being honest.

 

One of the massive diamond dogs stood over the pit and looked down at the two ponies beneath him as he begin to speak. “Ponies, you are here because for too long have your species been coming into our mines and stealing our gemstones without asking. Diamond dogs will not stand for it anymore, so as payment you belong to us now.”

 

Compared to most diamond dogs, he actually seemed to be able to speak clearly and use ponish properly. His voice had a sinster intelligence to it that made Applejack extremely angry. Rarity was too broken to form any words or do anything useful, as was normal for her.

 

But Applejack had a deep hateful rage bubbling inside of her and she was not going to stand here and take this. She rooted her hooves against the ground roughly and let out a soft hiss as she stared up at the large diamond dog.

 

“Ya’ll can’t do this. The ponies will find out we are missing and then send an army to rescue us. They’ll hang you at the gallows like the dogs you are!”

 

The diamond dog let out a laugh at this, “We collapsed the part of the mine that you were robbing in. They will assume that you died down here in the dark, they might think we are to blame, but they wouldn’t dare declare war on a species without good reason. Ponies are weak and stupid after all.” The diamond dog laughed, before pulling his cock out into his hand, groaning as it throbbed to hardness.

 

Applejack decided right then and there that she was going to murder him. She was going to smash her hooves into his skull until it gave out, and then she was going to spread his brains all over the ground for what they had done to her and Rarity.

 

She attempted to charge up the side of the pit, but the diamond dog simply let out a soft sigh and let out a golden stream of fluid down towards her. It splattered along the ground and formed into a small golden river that fllowed down towards her.

 

She moved around the side of the stream, but the sides were so sloped that the speed she needed to break out was beyond anything she would be able to muster, which was incredibly unfortunate for her, as she sudddenly tiled backwards and begin to fall backwards down the pit with a slew of southen curses.

 

She landed in a heap, followed a few seconds later by her hat, which drifted down from the side of the pit and landed on her body as she let out a soft groan.

 

This situation had not gone to plan, and she felt the musky fluid finally reach her, which made her yell another curse as she jumped to her hooves and screamed up at the diamond dogs above. Of course it did not do anything.

 

They did not care in the slightest for the little pony or her strange curses. They did not mean anything to the diamond dogs besides a new toy to play with. Several of them stood around the edge of the pit and begin to use it like their own personal bathroom. Thick logs of foul smelling shit and hot streams of urine all flowed down the sides of the pit and rained down upon them.

 

Applejack was fairly annoyed. It was always her that had to protect others. Nobody was ever strong enough to be able to protect her. But that was just the price that she had to pay for being so strong.

 

She stood protectively in front of Rarity and glared up at the diamond dogs, the orange ponie’s eyes making a thousand promises of agony that she was going to carry out on the diamond dogs above her. Once she got out of here, she was going to make them suffer.

 

Thick shit eventually made its way up to her ankles, Rarity looked even more pale then normal, and she had been sick again at this point. She didn’t have a lifetime of cleaning out animal pens backing her up, and Applejack did.

 

She felt sick for sure, the acidic stench of the shit and urine made her stomach convulse like it was about to give out at a moment’s notice, but she kept calm and didn’t let it overwhelm her. If they didn’t get out of here soon, the slurry at their hooves would cause them problems.

 

Rarity, meanwhile, was holding up better then it appeared on the outside. She cared immensely for her apperence and by extension, her pride. But all that was gone now, and for most ponies that would lead to them throwing in the towel and giving up.

 

For Rarity, it just hardened her focus. Her mind was working incredibly hard to try and figure out everything that she was able in the hopes of finding an escape.

 

Above them, their tormentor was watching from a perch on a rock, an almost demonic grin on his face as he explained the situation to them.

 

“At your hooves is your way out. If the two of you are able to eat that entire mixture, then I will let which ever of you managed to eat the most go free.”

 

Applejack reponded to his request with a string of curses. Rarity looked like she was going to be sick, her head was racing like mad, and now it was finally staring to come apart as she heard the terrible choice that the demonic diamond dog had given her.

 

“Of course, if you don’t eat it, we will keep filling it up, and you’ll have to spend the entire week in there, before we drag you out and feed it to you over the next few weeks anyway. If I were you, I’d eat it now.”

Applejack spent the next few hours yelling the entire southan dictonary of insults at them. It did not do anything of course, the dimaond dogs did not seem to care in the slightest for her insults, and they kept using it like it was their personal toilet.

 

Applejack realized that it had once again come down to her to get her friends out of this situation. Rarity was far too weak to do anything about this, which might have sounded absolutely horrible, but it was the truth.

 

And right now, Applejack hated her for it. She lowered her head down and sollowed the first mothful of shit. It burned at the inside of her mouth and her sinuses, and before she had any chance to do anything about it, her gag reflex kicked in.

 

Her throat suddenly had convulsions rip through it. No matter how strong Applejack was, the sad fact was that she was unable to fight her own instincts, and all of a sudden a thick stream of vomit ripped itself from her lips.

 

All the strength suddenly ripped from her body, and her legs wobbled beneath her like they were about to giv#e out. She felt sick, she felt like she was going to give out.

 

And in situations like this, there was only one thing thatt she could do. And that was think about what it was she was fighting for. Her family, Applebloom, Big Mac and Granny Smith. If she did not do this, she might never see them again, and she would never forgive herself if she threw away her only chance, the key to her freedom, right here and now.

 

A deep sense of rage suddenly ripped through her body, a deep sense of purposeful determination as she moved her head down and pulled the mothful of the foul substance into her throat.

 

It burned. It made her feel like her entire body was going to givde out as every single instinct that she had screamed at her to try and pull her away from this terrible situation.

 

But of course there was no easiy way out of this. The only thing that she could was eat her way to freedom. She hated it. She hated this whole situation more then she could express.

 

The thick slurry burned at her tongue and made her insides twist and squirm like they were about to give out at any moment.

 

She could not take it any longer. Several times her brain broke and it felt like her limbs were being locked into place by some elderitch force that was beyond her control. She hated it more then she could express, and given a choice she would have collapsed right then and there and given up.

 

Rarity still wasn’t doing anything besides lie there in a broken heap. Applejack had eaten half of the shit at this point, her insides were crammed full of the waste, and any other stuff that she tried to swollow down simply led to her body having more convulsions rip through it, the foul fluid forcing its way from her mouth.

 

She hated it. Applejack grabbed Rarity by the head and tipped it backwards, forcing her mouth open as she let out an annoyed growl. If she did not get to see her family again because of Rarity, she would never forgive her!

 

She forced the slurry into Rarity’s mouth, who instantly reponded by vommiting it back up, something that Applejack was not happy with considering the fact that she had just eaten a large amount of the slurry herself, while Rarity had just lain there and done nothing useful.

 

Rarity didn’t seem to care in the slightest for any of the actions she was carrying out. If anything she seemed completely and totally catatonic at the moment.

 

Applejack needed to get out of here. She didn’t care if it hurt her friend slightly, getting her out of here would be worth it. Rarity tried to puke up the slurry as fast as she was fed it, but Applejack placed one of her hooves over their mouth and forced it down her throat.

 

She was driven by an almost evil force of will, wanting nothing more then to see her family again. How much she had given up just to protect others, and now, she had finally had enough. She wanted nothing more then to see her family. That was not too much to ask was it?

 

Rarity seemed to think it was. She had never been through nearly any harship at all, and Applejack had finally had enough of her and that damned uptight attitude! She rammed hoof-full after hoof-full of the slurry into her throat. Rarity almost vomited again, and Applejack let out an annoyed hiss as she kept forcing the shit down her throat with a pined expression painted onto her face.

 

She didn’t enjoy doing this one bit, but it had to be done. Applejack had enough of this entire situation, and she wanted out. No matter the cast.

 

It seemed that even though she tried to hide it, the situation had completely shattered her sanity and she did not care for her friend in the slightest any more.

 

She shoved the mixture of scat down Rarity’s throat, ignoring her broken attempts at begging her to stop. Her own guts were twisting and practically screaming in complaint at the foul substances she had swallowed, but she did not care in the slightest.

 

None of this mattered to her any more, she simply wanted to see her family again. That was the only thing that mattered to her. Nothing else did, nothing else mattered. Nothing else mattered.

 

The Diamond Dogs watched the poor mindbroken mare writhing about in a pool of their shit, absolutely drenched in the foul fluids as she desperately rubbed it into the face of the other mare that had broken days before.

 

They had never really stood a chance. Nobody lasted long once they put them in the pit, they had broken dragons in such a fashion by pitting them against one another until they shattered each other’s minds in a desperate attempt to escape.

 

The mares were ready now, and the diamond dogs got them locked up in the stocks ready to get to work licking diamond dogs clean.

Applejack’s eyes were glassy. Each day there was another promise that she would get to go home if she was good. She had lost track of time, nothing had any meaning to her any more, she simply stared blankly ahead and did as she was told.

 

For Rarity, the mind breaking might have been a bit too much. She had lost the capacity of thought as a whole, simply staring ahead as she desperately licked and worked to please the diamond dogs that had gotten her into such a state, she likely didn’t even have any concept of what it was that was going on any more.

 

Honestly, they might have broken her a bit too hard, not that they cared.

 

And so it was that Applejack and Rarity were broken.