Prompt-Imagine kidnapping Rarity

>Adrenaline courses through you after you deposit a tied-up, gagged, and squirming Rarity on your daybed in the basement.
>You're quickly starting to sober up.
>You were at the dance... the punch tasted funny... Rarity kept giggling and touching your hair...
>You clench the side of your face in pain as a massive headache prevents you from thinking about this any more.
>Not like it matters when you have a tied-up girl in your house.
>Mom is gonna freak if she finds out.
>Why did you kidnap the most popular girl in school??
>There's no way you can explain your way out of this one!
>Oh, God, what are you gonna do?!
>As you stare, panicking, Rarity manages to push the gag you probably stuffed in her mouth out and verbally accosts you.
>"You vile, horrible man! Untie me this instant. I demand to be free!"
"No!"
>"If you do not let me go right now, I am going to scream at the top of my lungs!"
>You whip your head around. The door to the basement closes on its own, but there's no way it's going to block the screams of someone with lungs like Rarity.
"Don't scream! Don't, just—I need to—just don't scream, or..."
>"Or else what? What horrible things are you going to do to me if I cry?"
"U-Uh..."
>She wriggles closer to you on the bed, pushing up her breasts and threatening to have them spill out of her top as her ass wags in the air, "I bet you're going to rip my clothes off and take indecent photos of me, then threaten to spread them all across the internet if I resist you even in the slightest!"
"Y-yeah! I guess? Actually, I don't—"
>"And once you have your blackmail, I'll have to do every demeaning, depraved, disgusting debauchery you order of me!"
"That's going a bit far—"
>"Oh, how far you'll make me go for my freedom! How are you going to start? Maybe you'll slap me around until my cheeks glow a painful red and my mascara is running before you shove your fingers in my mouth to pull out my tongue, making it impossible for me to resist as you dislocate my jaw ramming your thick, hard cock so deep down my throat you gape my larynx!"
>She twists around, letting her head dangle over the edge of the bed as she rubs her thighs together, "Or maybe you're going to wrap your hands around my neck and squeeze until I go blue, making me gargle your fat, hairy eggs, kissing and suckling on them for the privilege of a single gasp of air before forcing me to gag against the root, battering my face with your pendulous, roiling sack, rubbing my useless little neck to feel your fat head pumping away inside of it!"
"I—"
>She twists around again, lifting her legs in the air to reveal a giant, sopping wet stain on her panties and your sheets. "You beast! You're saying you wouldn't even let a girl warm up before tearing her favorite pair of panties away and bending her knees to her shoulders so you can spear her womb in a single, savage thrust, bruising her cervix and making her bleed as you rip away her maidenhood, dumping load after load of your virulent seed in animalistic, primal, baby-making rape! You'd even grind your knuckles into her groin before throwing punch after punch right below her belly button, burising her pristine, alabaster skin into a mottled purple and black that she'll have to see grow and distend as her rapist's son grows inside her!"
>...
>"Of course, you'll disappear like a thief in the night, leaving me to fend for myself with a baby I never asked for. I'll have to drop out of formal education to take care of him, and he'll never know his father. I'll dote and love on him, but feel disgusted every time I touch him knowing he only exists because I was so fundamentally violated by an abhorrent monster just so he could experience a momentary pleasure. Yet I will think about that night over and over again, replaying it in my head, longing to feel that horrible pleasure again. Your son will take after you, I'll make sure of that, and he'll become your replacement for me. I'll cross boundaries with him no mother should ever cross with her son, and I'll put myself in compromising positions so lewd, so lascivious, that his immature mind full of hormones will have no choice but to give me the exact same pleasure you're about to. Every. Single. Night."
>You pull out your phone.
"Hello, 911? I'd like to report a kidnapping."

Bonus-Rarity’s Self Murder Fetish
Prompt-Imagine murdering Rarity and leaving her an infamous, unsolved murder

>This is the worst night of your life.
>And it's about to get way worse.
>Because you're about to embarrass and humiliate yourself in front of the hottest grill in HS.
>She's currently alone at a lonely lit bus stop and you wave at her as you approach.
>She hardly gave you the time of day before what made you think she'd suddenly care now?
"Excuse me, miss?"
>And you are promptly... Ignored.
"I was wondering, if you have the time, if you could help me find my puppy?"
>She raises her eyebrow and looks at you like the total moron you are.
"I stopped my car at a light and he jumped through the window and booked it into the woods,"
>Her curiosity gives way to her attention,
"I have some treats in the back of my car, if you're willing I'd appreciate some help trying to find him before it gets too late."
>Her look of shock tells you everything.
>'How could one person be such a fuck-up?'
"Er, gets even later..."
>You feel so-
>"It's... Happening!"
>Stupid?
>Before you know it she's standing and so in your face she's breathing in what you breathe out.
>"How are you going to do it?"
>She's grabbing you by the collar now.
>And you're already way past uncomfortable.
"W-what?"
>"Don't play coy with -me-! After we get to your car what are you going to do?"
"I don't- What?"
>"Surely you're not so cruel as to be so thorough that I'd never be found? Or is being so meticulous part of your modus operandi and eventually you'll reveal where my BROKEN and BATTERED body lay to the authorities?"
>HUH?
>"No, your approach was rather simple and no doubt effective. Tell me, did you intent to strike at your car or in the woods?"
"I just-"
>"WAIT! No! Don't tell me!"
>She's pushing so hard into you but before you can take two steps back she traps a leg between hers and pulls herself into you harder.
>Her chest firmly pressing into yours and your height difference more pronounced as she looks up at you from your chest.
>"You've planned for both, haven't you?" She mews and rubs her head into your chest and breaking your staring contest.
>"Perhaps you have a preference for the here and now, for those girls who take sympathy to your perfidious plea for help and call-to action and are lulled by your untrue nervous and meek demeanor into the woods without hesitation but are willing to strike those more cautious who attempt to see if you actually do have any paraphernalia that would prove their doubts unfounded and when they find none-!"
>There's... Something starting to well on your thigh...
>"They are taken to a secondary location, not far from here, where you exact their due punishment for their hesitation but had yet still fallen into your web of lies before returning them to the woods where you can ceremoniously leave them as you had initially intended."
>Her thighs are giving your thigh a tourniquet experience and that warmth is still going down your leg as she looks back up.
>"Now tell me, how are you going to do it?"
>...
>You just wanna find your dog, man.