//------------------------------// // Lilli's first interview // Story: Madness // by Mochas Dungeon //------------------------------// There were wooden walls wide enough for a pony to stand in, blocking view of the ponies inside the doorway but offering a view of the mare tethered inside. “She has leg shackles and is tethered to the floor, her rear legs are noticeably more confined,” Star noted as he glanced into the room then to Mind, “this’ gonna be fun,” he said flatly.  He knocked on the door and entered.  Staring blankly at the same nurse, again, before being nodded further in.         "Hello, good looking."         Great, just what I need.         "Hello Lilli-"         "Lilli!  My name is Lilli, like the flower, can you say is softer?"         Wow, never would have guessed that much.         "Well, it's nice to meet you.  I'm Doctor-"         "Sexy Flanks," she winked at me.                  "Doctor Star.  I'm only here to talk and listen; does that sound okay to you?"         "So, you're a listener?  What sounds should I make for you?" She said in a sultry voice as she began to moan, sexually.         "Well, you could start with telling me why you think I'm attractive."         "Oh, right to the point?  I like your point, Doctor Sexy Flank."         "And the reason?" he replied blandly.         She winked and licked her lips, again seductively.  However, she said nothing.         "And the reason?" he asked again.         She began breathing heavily while looking into his eyes.  Her tail began swaying and her ears drooped slightly.   She’s taking a sexually submissive position.  "And the reason?" he asked again, calmly.         She huffed.  He could tell she was not used to having her advanced ignored.           "You're flanks are fine as hell, that's why," she blurted starting to glare at him.  As her eyes narrowed he could see a pain in her eyes. "Is that the only reason?  You think I'm attractive because my flanks?  What about them?  My cutie mark?  My fur?  The fat that's accumulated over my hips? What about any other part of me?  My personality, intelligence, charisma?"         "I love your cock, thinking about it inside me.  Just bring it here, let me suck it for a minute."         He remained calm and laid on a pillow just outside her reach facing her. "You haven't even seen my genitals, why would they interest you?"         "They're all the same, and delicious.  The hard and softness, the salty milk you make for me."         "So, ‘salty milk’?  Why would you call semen by that name?  Or, do you prefer salt in your milk?"         She leaned back and lowered her guard a little, if only for a moment before she smirked at me again.  Taking, yet another, seductive pose, this time turning her rear to me and swishing her tail.         "I want your milk in me.  C'mon, Doctor Sexy Flanks, just a sample.  Just the tip.  Please, I need to have it," she nearly pleaded.         Okay, time to take it to the next level.  I hate this part...         He stood and pranced around the room in an excited show.  The others watching had an idea of his plan, so they knew it was only for show.  He huffed loudly then whinnied before he went behind her.   She's not hot, mildly moist from what I can see, and is forcing herself into whatever arousal she's having.           "Before we start," he whispered as he mounted her, "what do you want me to say?"           "Tell me I'm a good girl, daddy."         Shit, one of those.  Breaks my heart to hear that; every time.         With a double stomp of his right rear leg the barriers dropped and orderlies rush in; he scream for Lilli, shouting how he needed her.  Shouting how he wanted to be one with her.  Then He could see her turn to look at him with a hint of sorrow in her eyes as he dragged away by a unicorn's magic, scratching at the floor in desperation.           Once outside the room the barriers are reformed and he sat on his haunches and sniffled as Doctor Mend approached and placed a hoof on my shoulder.         "That, was an interesting approach.  None of us have gotten her to admit anything about her past before."         "Yes, doctor.  However, I think I need a session to come to terms with what just happened," he more requested than advised.         "I understand.  I commend your restraint."         "I fear what I'll have to do to make her open up more.  I have my ethical limits as well as what the laws allow, but sometimes we have to skirt the lines.  And no, I will not be making sexual physical contact with her, it's just that she's a victim I personally relate to."         Doctor Mend looked at him then softened her expression.  "Ah, I understand.  Come with me, we'll get you that session then you're off to your next interview."         He nodded and agreed, stood, then followed her to her office.