[Rape]Rarity by Anon


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                                            *I am not the author ,the original author posted this story as Anonymous*

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                                            >You have her backed into a corner.

                                            >It was night-time, and Ponyville was dead at night.

                                            >It was a small town, after all. Not a city with a bustling nightlife fuelled by bars and clubs.

                                            >Catching this white unicorn so late out in the streets was not an opportunity to be missed.

                                            >After having gotten her into a remote alley, you eye your prize.

                                            >Rarity stares in obvious nervousness.

                                            >”W-what do you want?”

                                            >Her voice trembles with dread.

                                            >Her blue eyes are wide with horror.

                                            >Her body is tense with barely contained panic.

                                            >The way she oozes fear is rather pleasing to you.

                                            >You step towards her.

                                            “Stay back, ruffian!”

                                            >Her horn lights up with magic, and you can feel your body begin to be grasped by her magic.

                                            >But she’s an ordinary unicorn, not powerful like Twilight Sparkle.

                                            >Not overpowered by her magic yet, you leap at her.

                                            >Reaching you, you manage to grab her horn with your hand in a tight grip.

                                            >She winces and whines, and her magic dies out.

                                            >Bingo.

                                            >You keep your hand on her horn and squeeze it steadily.

                                            >”Ow... Please...!”

                                            >She tries to pull herself away, stepping this way and that and twisting her head, but is stopped by the pain you cause.

                                            >You don’t even need to hold on that hard to keep her in place.

                                            >With the other arm, you reach around her belly and lift her.

                                            >”No! NO! Stop!”

                                            >She struggles, wiggling and flailing her limbs.

                                            >But she’s a pony, and an unathletic one, so her resistance doesn’t result in much.

                                            >You put her down with her rump towards you.

                                            >When she touches ground, she tries to run.

                                            >But with your arm around her belly and your fingers around her horn, it’s mostly just useless kicking ground.

                                            >Holding her safely against you gives you a chance to feel her body.

                                            >As she goes still, your hand runs along her belly.

                                            >Feeling the round curve of her underside and smooth coat.

                                            >She breathes sharply, anxiously, and you can feel her tremble.


                                            >Eventually your fingers reach down between her hindlegs.

                                            >She gasps when you touch her teats.

                                            >”Please don’t...”

                                            >With one hand securely in her horn, the other continues to explore her.

                                            >You rub her soft teats, first one, then the other.

                                            >Squeeze them lightly and enjoy the unicorn mare’s soft whines.

                                            >You pinch her nipples playfully and feel her squirm.

                                            >It all makes you swell with arousal, and between your legs your erection is eager for action.

                                            >You’re going to enjoy this pony.

                                            >Deciding that that’s enough for foreplay, you start to undo your pants.

                                            >Doing it with only one hand is a little difficult.

                                            >But you can’t let tonight’s prize run.

                                            >After an annoying period of fumbling, you finally get your dick you and ready.

                                            >Flicking Rarity’s stylish tail aside, you then expose her marehood.

                                            >Her soft lips are dark against her almost pristinely white rump.

                                            >You take your dick and line it up against the entrance.

                                            >Prodding it gently at first, you enjoy the moment for a bit.

                                            >She’s soft and warm, and your dick turns to literal steel at the contact.

                                            >Rarity squirms again at your teasing, trying to get away.

                                            >”N-no! Don’t! Please! Not that! Anything but that!”

                                            >You ignore her pleas.

                                            >You’ll take what you want.

                                            >Pushing your tip against the slit, you start to enter her.

                                            >Her body has reacted to the stimuli but she’s still a little dry.

                                            >Not enough to cause trouble, though, and you slam it home.

                                            >Her warm flesh engulfs you, her folds fondling your head and shaft as you suddenly penetrate her.

                                            >Rarity shrieks sharply.


                                            >You take a moment to enjoy the feeling of her insides wrapping around your dick.

                                            >Her pussy doesn’t seem to say no to a dick even as the mare herself starts whimpering quietly.

                                            >You pull back and ram it back in, smashing your crotch against her soft rump.

                                            >You don’t havet he patience to take it slow and start humping the unicorn hard right away.

                                            >Her whimpers turn into ragged breathing and miserable squeals every time you pound her.

                                            >Her horns lights up again and again, but your firm grip on it extinguishes its magic immediately every time.

                                            >Putting your other arm around her, you speed up and relish the feeling of penetrating the fashionista with all your strength.

                                            >Holding her close and firmly, you lean into her neck and inhale the scent of her mane.

                                            >She smells of expensive perfume with an underlying, teasing remnant of proper feminine odour.

                                            >A true refined lady.

                                            >And now all yours whether she likes it or not.

                                            >You hammer into her, her wet tunnel getting wetter with your rough treatment.

                                            >Her rump jiggles and her body rocks with each impact.

                                            >Your delight intensifies more and more, and your lust reaches insatiable heights.

                                            >With your head at her neck, you lock your teeth on her ear and nibble it, making her whimper even more.

                                            >She groans now, her voice thick with misery.

                                            >You start doing the same as your pleasure slowly reaches its peak.

                                            >Rarity then tries to twist her head around.

                                            >”Are you..? No! Please, no! NO NO NO!”

                                            >You ignore her.

                                            >Your whole body craves it and you have no intention of denying it this release.

                                            >You slam your hips into the trapped mare with relentless fury, burying your dick inside her as deeply as possible.

                                            >You grunt with both exhaustion and utter delight as you work towards the glorious pinnacle of pleasure.

                                            >Rarity shrieks and struggles frantically in your secure embrace.


                                            >And then the orgasm hits you.

                                            >Wave upon wave of bliss floods your brain, and your body tenses while shuddering uncontrollably in absolute enjoyment.

                                            >Hilted inside the mare, your dick pumps load after load into her, working hard in emptying all your seed into the female unicorn.

                                            >You hold Rarity close as you enjoy the intense climax.

                                            >She stops struggling, instead beginning to whimper in her helpless state.

                                            >When the orgasm finally ceases, a sense of immense gratification replaces it.

                                            >You take a moment to rest on top of Rarity who has ceased all resistance.

                                            >Her scent drifts into your nose, the same refined female smell.

                                            >Her body lifts and sinks slowly.

                                            >She’s breathing deeply from exhaustion just like you.

                                            >After a few quiet moments you notice something.

                                            >You’re not feeling QUITE satisfied.

                                            >And your dick, still inside Rarity, is still semi-erect.

                                            >You realize you could go for another round.

                                            >You flip the fashionista over on her back, opting for a new position this time.

                                            >She doesn’t struggle against you.

                                            >On her back, you can now see her face.

                                            >Her eyes are red from tears which have mixed with her mascara.

                                            >Black lines run down her cheeks and stain her face.

                                            >Her sapphire eyes stare ahead, focused on nothing in particular.

                                            >Her expression seems stuck in deep sadness.

                                            >She has completely given in to despair.

                                            >You let go of her horn.

                                            >She does nothing.

                                            >Nice.

                                            >Leaning over her, you begin to move slowly.

                                            >Pulling out and pushing in steadily to work your dick back into full stiffness.

                                            >It only takes a little while.

                                            >The defiled unicorn is almost lifeless except for intensified breathing from the stimulation.

                                            >You start pounding her properly, her cunt still wet from the previous bout you gave it.

                                            >Rarity closes her eyes and starts to groan as you smash your hips together.

                                            >You lean down.

                                            >Pushing your lips against hers, you kiss her.


                                            >She fights it half-heartedly, turning her head slightly from side to side

                                            >You pry her lips open with your tongue which isn’t difficult.

                                            >Wriggling in between her teeth, you taste the inside of her mouth and meet her own dispassionate tongue.

                                            >You kiss her deeply and lustfully while ravishing her to your heart’s content.

                                            >Eventually, you break the kiss to get a good breath of air.

                                            >The sweetness of penetrating her depths increases more and more.

                                            >You keep plowing the helpless mare, ignoring any exhaustion as you bury yourself in her over and over.

                                            >Suddenly Rarity starts shivering.

                                            >She cries out as if in agony, her sweet voice distorted with torment, as her body writhes involuntarily.

                                            >Her inner walls squeeze your dick almost as if trying to milk it.

                                            >A few moments later it stops.

                                            >She had an orgasm.

                                            >You smile at her, amused.

                                            >She looks away in obvious shame and dismay, the ruined mascara making her look downright pitiful.

                                            >You’re not done, though.

                                            >Her cunt is practically gushing now, what with the orgasm she just had.

                                            >You get back to work and hilt your dick in her hole, in the usual careless pace.

                                            >As her body rocks with your pounding, she’s quieter now.

                                            >Her groans more like whimpers.

                                            >As you feel your second climax approach, you get an idea.

                                            >You already gave her cunt a load, so why not finish in the other end?

                                            >You pull out of her.

                                            >Her opening spills with both her own feminine fluids and the pearly-white seed you gave her.

                                            >You crawl over her and straddle her head.

                                            >She looks wearily at you from below, a hint of confusion in her face.

                                            >Then you grab her horn and plunge your dick into her mouth.

                                            >Her flat teeth grind harmlessly against your shaft while your tip spears into her mouth and throat.

                                            >Remnants of her juices mix with her saliva as you invade her oral cavity.

                                            >Her eyes shoot open, wide, and she struggles wildly, gurgling and coughing (or trying to).

                                            >She has serious trouble breathing.

                                            >You ignore it and indulge in the fun of it.


                                            >Thrusting down at her while pulling her head in by her horn, you literally face-fuck the unicorn.

                                            >While moving in and out of her mouth, her tongue, cheeks, and throat push against, wrap around, and squeeze your dick.

                                            >In an effort to reject you, you’re aware.

                                            >But it gives you all the feeling you could ask for.

                                            >Her muzzle is pushed against your crotch again and again while you spear into her mouth.

                                            >Her whole body squirms while you ravish her face.

                                            >It doesn’t take long before you reach your peak.

                                            >You pull her in, hard, and go all the way into her unwilling throat.

                                            >Wonderful bliss fills your mind again as you shudder in pure delight.

                                            >You pump load after load of sperm into the fashionista’s throat, while her face reddens and her eyes roll back into her head.

                                            >Not caring if she’s choking, you keep her trapped while your orgasm lasts, making sure she swallows every drop you have.

                                            >Then you let her go.

                                            >You dismount the poor mare and lie down next to her, and keep your eyes on her.

                                            >She immediately rolls over on her side, coughing loudly and desperately sucking in fresh air at the same time.

                                            >Saliva and seed gets thrown from her mouth with every cough, splattering the ground grossly.

                                            >Once she calms down she slumps onto the ground.

                                            >There’s a bit more fire in her eyes now, although she still looks like she has practically given up on life.

                                            >When she suddenly speaks, her voice is weak but full of venom.

                                            >”… you monster…”

                                            >She looks at you.

                                            >Her blue eyes framed by black tears, her mouth drooling with spit and sperm, and her mane a tangled mess.

                                            >The face of a broken, destroyed mare.

                                            >”… why?”

                                            >Her glare is both furious and saddened.

                                            >Should you give her an answer?

                                            >Well, it would be a simple one.

                                            “Because you’re hot.”

                                            >She stares.

                                            >Her eyes water and another mascara-stained tear runs down her face.


                                            >You’re satisfied now.

                                            >But you should probably try to make sure she doesn’t bust you.

                                            “By the way…”

                                            >You think for a moment.

                                            “You probably know better than to tell anyone about this.”

                                            >Her stares goes blank.

                                            “I could always come back for more if you start babbling. Or do worse things.”

                                            >Sounds a little weak, but at least she should be willing to take it seriously.

                                            >You stand up and fix your pants, and get ready to leave Rarity to cleaning herself up.


                                            >The months go by and life in Ponyville is as peaceful as always.

                                            >You were nervous but nobody came to fuck you up for having your way with Rarity.

                                            >Apparently she did take you seriously.

                                            >Until one day you get an invitation to a party from Pinkie Pie.

                                            >A party held in Rarity’s honour.

                                            >She called it something weird but you understood what it was.

                                            >A baby-shower.

                                            >Turns out she’s pregnant.

                                            >You have half a mind to go.

                                            >Could be fun to see how she’s handling it, not to mention what sort of explanation she’s cooked up for her friends.


                                            The End