x by LeMans

https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/27347947/#q27364621
https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/27303978/#q27367189

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>The five stages of grief.
>Denial.
"No! You won't take her away from me!"
>Anger.
"YOU STUPID IDIOTS, STOP DOING THIS!"
>Bargaining.
"Pleeeeeeease let her go, can you?"
>Depression.
"...*sob* *sob*..."
>...Acceptance.
"...I will be your slave, if that's what you want..."
>His smug grin on his face clearly presents the impending doom you're going to meet.
>But now it doesn't matter.
>Your life, Your deepest love...
>Twily...
>...is finally going to be free.
>But only if you accepted your fate.
>You already did, though
>The millions of feelings rushing through your back...
>...Fear, Loathe, Guilt, Despair...
>...Submission.
>You're no longer free.
>In exchange of your daughter's freedom.
>Twily's freedom.
>The rivers of tears...
>...Tears of acceptance and suff-
>"Okay, Enough pow-wow for now. There comes my part of the deal."
>He aims his claw towards your sacrifice.
>Twily...
>Still untouched.
>No bruises, nor whipmarks...
"Ha... Ha..."
>It's a miracle.
>Thank Celestia she's alright. Really.
"Thank you. Thank you."
>"Ahem. 'Thank you' who?"
>His playful smile already gives you the answer...
>But there's another feeling that resonates inside you...
>...Hesitance.
"Ha... Huh..."
>Looking away ashamingly with a remorseful smile, you let out what he was desperately waiting for you to say...
"...Thank you, Master."
>"Okay, It is time to go, shall we?"
>You open your mouth to say 'Yes', but he gives you no time to do it.
>So you close your mouth as he cracks open the shackles and chains around you, keeping you in place.
>The clangs, hinges and squeals they make ensure your partial freedom.
>But he still doesn't trust you that much yet.
>He didn't take out the horn ring, the one preventing you to use your magic.
>But still.
>Twily's going to be free, and you can't be more excited about it.
>And he... Anon... is going to let you see her running into freedom.
>An awesome status that lets you do what you want.

>But it was taken from you, and given to your daughter... Twily.
>Not only the chains can hinge.
>Staircases can too.
>And doors.
>You were going to get out of that stinky, dusty place.
>'Basement', he would call it sometimes.
>'Torture Chamber' for you.
>But now you're breaking free of that place.
>And right to another door.
>The same door you entered right before going to the torture chamber.
>Where he'd whip you.
>Smack your rump with his riding crop.
>And worst of all... Rut you like there was no tomorrow.
>You still have fresh memories of every lash and whip he marked onto you.
>Hey... She's leaving.
>Twily is leaving you behind.
>To meet and greet a new world.
>She unfolds her still untouched wings, and prepares to take off.
>The whoosh she made to fly away from you, is something you'll never forget.
>Ever.
>"Now it's time to do something. I'm out of ideas. Heh... Do you have any?"
>You've spent days without eating something.
>You lost the track of time long ago...
>...Did you?
>An internal gargle inside you makes its way to your brain, reminding you of your state of hunger.
"I'm starving, Can we get something to eat?"
>He places a claw under his... lower muzzle? And looks upwards like if he was thinking.
>"Yeah, I'm kind of starving right now. I'll call."