> The Quest
>  by StillFunk
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> We'll do it, Sunbutt!
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Princess Celestia, first of her name, sat, brooding on her throne while the two servants keeping her company both did their absolute best to not piss her off further than what she clearly already was.

She sat with her head held between her front hooves, scooched into her seat like an oversized, powerful, huff, kitten.

She was staring intensely at the door towards the end of her throne room, eyes squinted, seemingly ready to kill the first pony who dared speak out of turn.

The mare on her right, who was tasked with fanning her in the hot summer sun, did her absolute best to not wager for even a moment, fearing the Princess' wrath with her life.

She had never seen Celestia look to be in such a terrible mood before, and it terrified her.

It terrified everypony.

Down the hallway, her guards stood even more rank than they usually did, and in her kitchen, her cooks prepared their food more carefully, and in her garden, her flowers got more water.

Everypony were on their best behavior, with the sole exception of two stallions who were currently residing in the waiting room.

They both seemed at ease as the sat, chatting and laughing lightly in the corner, while the entirety of the royal court scurried around in an effort to not get their entire bloodline for the next thirty generations punished by their moody monarch.

They tried to pay the visitors as little attention as possible, but it was very upsetting to many of the stressful staff members to see these two random stallions treating the situation in such a carefree manner.

Didn't they know what was happening? Hadn't they got the faintest idea that this wasn't the time to seek out an audition with the princess?

Finally, having had more than enough of their jaunty banter, a young, pouty-lipped, green-furred mare guard who had walked passed them multiple times decided to put an end to their tomfoolery.

"Excuse me!" she called out sternly whilst approaching the stallions, attempting to appear as authoritative as possible, while putting them in their rightful place.

The smaller of the two turned to look at the guard that had spoken to them. A green earthpony, with a red-ish, orange, spiky mane and deep ruby eyes. He smiled at the guard in a calm and ever so slightly seductive manner. She didn't smile back.

"What can we do for you, pretty?" he asked the peeved mare-guard, as she stretched her neck in an effort to appear taller in front of them.

Her cheeks reddened slightly as he called her that, but she tried her best not to show it.

"I will have to ask you to leave. The Princess is not in the mood for visitors today, and trust me... you don't want to cross her on days like this."

The other stallion, a somewhat large, beige, unicorn with a thickset jawline, turned away from the bag that he had been fondling with, levitating a piece of paper out of it.

He gave his companion a smug glance, which was immediately returned to him, before expressing his thoughts on this matter.

"I do believe we intend to take our chances."

"Excuse me!" she almost shouted as her face turned red like a sunrise. "Perhaps you didn't hear me. Get out!"

The green stallion just chuckled while the beige one shook his head.

"I don't like being talked to like that, missy. But I am a merciful sheriff, and I feel generous today. So since this is your first offense, I'm willing to let it slide. Consider yourself lucky," the beige pony explained while leaning slightly closer to the pouty-lipped mare.

She tightened the grip around her weapon and huffed in anger.

"Are you threatening me!?" she said even louder than before.

"Did the moody mare, carrying a spear just ask if you were threatening her?" answered the green one with a light chuckle while scratching his ear.

She took a step back and pointed her spear towards them.

"If you won't leave by your own free will, I'll make you!"

They looked at each other for a moment, then back at her, both with an eyebrow raised in confusion.

"Deputy my friend, did she... did she seriously just blow her one chance at getting away from this consequence-free?" asked the green one.

"I certainly believe she did. Can't for the love of me figure out why, though..."

She bend her knees, readying herself for combat.

"So you did intend to threaten me, Deputy, or whatever your name was. Well, let me put this in a way where even you barbarians can understand. Celestia does not want any unannounced visitors! I'm here to make sure the princess gets things the way she wants them! So the two of you shitheads can just go fuck right off!" she howled.

"Yeesh, talk about being catty," the green stallion chuckled, as he leaned back into his chair, seemingly not caring much about the spear that was currently pointed at him.

"It's Deputy Star, actually," the other calmly proclaimed, holding up the piece of paper he had found in the bag a short minute ago. "And we're not exactly unexpected. We where called here."

The guard stood dumbfounded as she read the distress call notice. A cry for help sent from Cantorlot castle, summoning these two stallions to an audition with the Princess herself.

"I, uh, what?" she squinted her eyes as she read the letter a second time. "So your name is Ruby Sword?" she asked nodding towards the green stallion.

"Well, there are two smoking hot stallions sitting in front of you, two names on the letter, and you already know my friend here, so you tell me," he snarkily responded, not caring to take his eyes off of the ceiling which his head was turned towards from his relaxed, leaned back position.

"We came a little early, is all. But I believe it's about time for our meeting now. It's almost noon, isn't it? Why don't you lower that pointy stick of yours, and take us to the princess, sugar lump?" continued Deputy Star.

"We can discuss your punishment afterwards," added Ruby Sword, finally turning his attention back to the mare-guard, his front-hooves still placed across the top of the backrest.

She gave off an insulted grunt, but complied nonetheless, opting to ignore their threats of punishment, and lead the two stallions to the throne room, where Princess Celestia herself, begrudgingly, was expecting them.

Nopony amongst her staff knew why the princess was in such an awful mood today. She was usually quite mild-mannered, and optimistic, but today, something had brought her piss to a boil. But these two Stallions, they both knew. They knew perfectly well that they were the cause of Celestia's unbridled anger.

She would never summon them to her court unless she absolutely needed them. She knew their conditions for lending their abilities to her, and she did not like those conditions one bit.

As they approached the throne room, casually strolling passed an array of fearful guards, (neither of whom felt any less stressed out seeing the loud chuckling stallions that were heading towards their pissed off ruler), the mare who lead them there got increasingly uncomfortable as well.

"Please... calm down, will you. You need to show some respect here." she half pleaded, half snared, as they got closer to the door.

"Oh, don't worry," answered Ruby Sword, giving her a wink. "We'll play nice with her... for starters at least"

"I-I'm serious, you two! This is no time for games, you may be invited bu-"

"-Who said we weren't serious?" interrupted Deputy Star calmly as he adjusted his bowtie.

And before the young, big-lipped guard had gotten a chance to put in another word, Deputy Star and Ruby Sword pushed open the door and entered the throne room without even knocking.

Celestia arose in her chair, looking coldly at the two stallions as they wandered in, taking the rest of the staff inside by total surprise.

A young waitress even dropped her plate of drinks as she was startled by the sudden noise in the quiet and tense hall.

"What a shame," grinned Ruby Sword, as he trotted past the shivering mare as she scrambled to recollect the broken shards of glass, expecting a horrible punishment to be bestowed upon her.

Celestia never once pried her eyes off of her two guests, however. She just crossed her front hooves and snorted angrily.

"How about a bow for your ruler?" she asked, her voice rich with dismay.

"Ah, sorry, no can't do, princess. I have a bad back, you see," explained Ruby Sword as he poked his tongue at her.

She looked at Deputy Star.

"And what's your excuse?" she asked.

"Whatever he said," Deputy answered in a dull way, too busy checking out the plot of the petite waitress, still scrambling around on the ground, to care about what the princess had to say.

The lush-lipped guard turned from her natural green, to red with anger, and then to blue with fear as she heard their approach to the Princess' request for a simple bow.

The princess on the other hoof, stopped at the "red with anger" step and her mane arose like flames as she stepped away from her throne towards the two snarky stallions.

"I should grand both of you the slowest and most painful death I could possibly find a way to make happen!" she shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Mmm. No, you really should not," impeded Ruby Sword. "You want to make somepony suffer, you moody mare, how about her," he said and nodded towards the waitress. "She just spilled half a bottle of whiskey, after all. That should be worth at least a good hour of torture."

The small mare looked over her back with wide, teary eyes. "I-I'm so sorry, sir, a-and your majesty-" she started but Celestia lifted a hoof to silence her, while her flaming mane slowly turned to an ethereal rainbow once more.

"I will deal with her later... Now, as for you two, I believe we have..." she sighed and turned her look downwards in shame. "... Business to discuss."

Hearing her utter those words, Deputy Star finally pried her eye away from the waitress.

"Well, we're all ears, your majesty."

Celestia sighed once more. She despised this...

She had searched every nook and cranny of Equestria for a pair of mercenaries capable of infiltrating and dismembering the forces of EQ-anti-royalty movement but had found nopony reliable... except for these guys, and they weren't even really mercenaries! They were just two ponies with an extraordinary skill set and a lack of moral standards.

They didn't work for money, which was why they probably wouldn't ever take a job like this not given to them by the princess of Equestria herself. But since she could pay them in more unconventional assets, she knew they would agree to help her out. Sadly... she also knew their prices.

"Listen... I need you two to locate and bring me the higher-ups of a certain terrorist organization. Perhaps you've heard of it. They call themselves the EQ-anti-royalty movement, and they've been looking to dethrone me..."

"Can't have that," chirped Ruby Sword. "Who would we ask for diplomatic immunity then?" he winked.

"Right..." continued Celestia, looking annoyed as ever. "Bring me as many of them alive as possible. Not much is known about their higher-ups other than they're supposedly all mares, but I think you should be able to track them down. We have the coordinates for a hideout of theirs... I'm sure a bit of interrogation will get you a long way"

"Doesn't sound too hard," said Deputy Star, cracking his neck, eager to get started already.

"Agreed. You know our prices, princess. Say the word and we'll be on our way."

Celestia bit her lips, and held her breath for a short while.

"Fine. The Equestrian laws hereby seize to apply for you."

"And?" asked Ruby, chuckling lightly.

"And you get to pick a servant from my staff to take with you on this quest."

"And?" asked Deputy this time.

Celestia's cheeks turned bright red.

"I'm not doing that, she said sternly."

The two stallions looked at each other, then back at the princess.

"Thank you for your time, Sunbutt, but I think we'll pass this one," professed Ruby Sword as he and Deputy Star both turned around to leave.

"Wait!" yelled Celestia and they did, looking back at her with smug, knowing grins.

"A-alright then, I'll kiss your asses."

Up until now, the pouty-lipped guard had managed to keep her tongue despite wanting to protest what was happening on more than one occasion, but this was too much for her. The loyalty and respect she felt for her ruler got in the way of her logic and she called out.

"Wait! What do you think you're doing!? Expecting to have your plots kissed by royalty! You should be ashamed of yourselves!"

"Oh, all we don't expect much from her, we already know from our previous job that she's a bad kisser," snickered Ruby Sword, causing everypony in the throne room, (especially Celestia) to blush deeply.

"From you, however, our new servant girl, we expect a lot, and you better live up to our expectations or there will be punishments," added Deputy Star with a delightfully cruel grin.

Suddenly, her heart started pounding. She knew they weren't bluffing. She had just heard Celestia herself issue an order that they were not only exempt from all Equestrian laws, but that they would get ownership of one of her servants. She suddenly regretted speaking out.

Her train of thought was broken as Celestia raised her voice.

"Everypony, get out!!" she shouted with a rekindled rage, which caused everyone but Ruby and Deputy to flee the room in a panic.

Once everyone was gone, she looked at the two stallions, her eyes filled with regret but determination. They both looked back at her smugly, enjoying that they once again would get a chance to dominate the princess.

"Okay, then... Let's get this over with," she mumbled mostly to herself.

Reluctantly and under heavy breaths, that colored the air around her grey with steam, she closed her eyes and puckered her lips, trying her best to mentally prepare herself for the humiliating act that she was about to be brought upon her.

"Oh, no you don't," laughed Deputy Star.

"What!?" she answered annoyed. "I'm ready to... Urgh... 'kiss' your rumps." saying that out loud made her shiver.

"What he's trying to say, princess buttkisser, is that you don't get to stand there and wait for it. You're coming to us," continued Ruby Sword.

Celestia watched in disgust as the green stallion, turned his body around and leaned downwards a bit. The movement separated his ass cheeks apart for her. His slightly feminine, stallion plot crack came to sight as he flicked his tail away, readying his stinky plot for her lips. 

Celestia gave off a sound of dismay as she inspected his "assets" from a distance.

His thick, leathery asshole, as well as the once green fur around it, both had a brown miscoloring the cause of which should be quite obvious.

Deputy Star chuckled.

"Did you just forget to wipe for a week there, body," he asked gleefully, waving a hoof in front of his masculine muzzle.

"Try two weeks," laughed Ruby Sword, as he gave his filthy plot a light, taunting wiggle.

"Well, I'm afraid I can't compete with that," his friend answered as he turned his body around and presented the princess with his ass as well. "I only spend four days dirtying up, but I do feel gassy, so I think her majesty is gonna smell a little more than just ass when she has her face between my man-buns."

Celestia took a step backwards, repulsed to the core.

"O-our agreement said nothing about neither farts nor, nor -" she shivered. "-unwiped ass!"

She was more scared than angry now.

"True, but we didn't specify those things wouldn't be part of it, either. I mean... You can't honestly expect smooching our butts would be a squeaky clean experience, can you?" chuckled Ruby Sword, taking a small step backwards, towards the cowering princess.

"This isn't fair," whimpered Celestia, tearing up slightly. "You weren't this dirty last time."

"Well, this is a bigger job, Sunbutt. It requires a bigger payment," explained Deputy Star calmly as he and his companion both slowly approached the princess, ass first, ready for kisses.

The princess did the same and backed up, only, instead of an unwilling ass-kisser, she only had a wall behind her curvy plot to look forward to.

The princess reached said wall, but the stallions continued closing in.

Soon the smell of male-musk and Ruby Star's feces reached her sense of smell and she gagged.

"P-please..." she begged before the two stallions stopped, inches before stink-facing her.

"Kiss us," demands Deputy Star coldly. "Kiss us, or the deal is off."

She whimpered. She needed them and she knew it.

She closed her eyes and puckered her lips, but with the oozing stench of dirty plot bathing her face in foul malodors, she couldn't bring herself to kiss.

The stallions noticed, and Ruby took initiative, grabbing Celestia by the neck and forcing her face first into his friend's ass.

She cried and moaned in stinky torment as she felt her muzzle being pressed into Deputy's filthy asshole.

She winced at the horrible stench. It was much worse when her snout touched his dark, musky plot.

She felt powerless as Ruby began to move her face around against his friend's anus, adding a thick layer of stallion ass-musk to the tip of her muzzle and lips.

The intense smell and humiliation brought tears to her eyes, and her suffering didn't lessen in the slightest as Deputy Star seemed to make reality of his threats from earlier.

She felt his asshole pucker against her snout, and Ruby Star, getting the hint, brought her into ass-kissing position, her puckered lips, against his puckered asshole.

The very next moment she was assaulted by the intense stench of an eggy, cabbagy emission from Deputy's bowels. With her lips right against his ass, some of the fart cloud inevitably made it into her mouth causing her to cough at the sour taste of freshly released, horse flatulence. A mistake that would prove to have great consequences.

"Oh, she wants me to stink on her tongue it would seem," laughed Deputy Star, as her mouth was wide open, busy coughing.

Deputy took this opportunity to fart straight into it, puffing up her cheeks and turning her green in the face with nausea. The sour, eggy, rotten, foul taste of the direct tongue fart completely overtook her senses, and she moaned in displeasure. 

As he gassed her a third time, the amount of fart inside her mouth became too great, and it began to leak out of her nostrils, burning her sense of smell on its way out.

She cried at the horrid taste and smell of Deputy Star's ass and farts.

"You made her look like a chipmunk," giggled Ruby Sword, looking at the puffed up cheeks of the sobbing princess.

"Collecting stinkers for her winter supply," taunted Deputy, wiggling his firm, smelly plot in the crying princess' face.

Her horn finally ignited and she pried herself away from the man ass that had her captured.

"Enough!" she uttered beneath staggering breath, reeking of farts.

"Fair enough," chuckled Ruby Sword. "My turn then."

Celestia's eyes widened, as her two temporary owners switched places, getting ready to shove her face into Ruby's shitty asshole.

"Can I have a break first?" she asked.

"Sure. I could come back after I've taken a dumb if you want," coos Ruby Sword, while his friend chuckled lightly.

She gives off a sad sigh...

"Fine... Let's just get this over with."

Once again, she closed her eyes and puckered her lips, knowing she was about to have a filthy asshole pressed against those lips en mere moments.

Rudy Sword got into position in front of his asskisser and lifted his tail high in the air, allowing her to smell his filthy rectum as it was looming mere millimeters in front of her.

The intense stench of old ass musk and unwiped shit overwhelmed the princess completely, almost causing her to vomit.

"No. Please. Urgh, it's - it's, urgh, it's too much. It's-it's filthy!" she pleaded as she realized just how unbelievable foul Ruby Sword's dirty backside was.

"Princess Obvious strikes again," he laughed as he backed his ass up in her face, Deputy Star holding her in place so she didn't turn away from her stink-facing.

She hated the feeling of his moist exit against her muzzle almost as much as she hated the nauseating smell. Still, she did what was asked of her end pressed her lips against his puckered asshole, releasing with a quiet smacking sound.

She whimpered as she kissed it again. She could feel a layer of musk and shit being smeared onto her lips like brown lipstick, and her cries got even more pathetic.

The two stallions were engaging in ordinary small talk, as she kissed ass.

After a minute of degrading herself, Celestia asked a question that had been on her mind the entire time.

"C-can I stop?"

"You can stop once you've given my plothole a good lick," proposed Ruby Sword with a light smile, causing Celestia to gag at the thought of pressing her tongue against such a filthy ass.

She whimpered and sniffled, as she poked her tongue out. She was going to comply. She would do anything to get out of this torment.

Reluctantly, and overwhelmed by disgust, she touched the stinky, musky, foul, filthy rectum she was serving.

The nasty taste of asshole and old shit immediately caused her to retract her tongue in vomit inducing distaste. She was going to comply... but she couldn't.

"Oh no, you don't. He told you to lick it," said Deputy Star, grabbing her by the neck and forcing her back against Ruby's stink-star.

Celestia whined and pleaded but Deputy made sure to hold her in place against his friend's nasty anus.

Out of options and against her better judgment, she opened her mouth around his stinky asshole and let her tortured tongue glide across it, tasting his filthy residue to its fullest, and adding a layer of nasty brown to her tongue.

Feeling her lick, Rudy Sword, in all his "fairness" looked back at his partner and gave him a nod, indicating that Celestia had complied, and he let go of her.

She fell to the ground, spitting, gagging and whining, as the two stallions walked towards the exit.

"We won't disappoint you, princess ass-kisser," giggled Ruby, as the princess got to her hooves.

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!" snared the flustered, disgusted princess. She spat and huffed some more before laying down her plans of potential revenge for her disgusting degradation.

"If you fail the mission. I will make both of you my personal toilet slaves, forever!" she shouted at them, red in her face by both embarrassment and anger.

Deputy looked annoyed and rolled his eyes at her, but Ruby just chuckled lightly.

"You really wanna go and make yourself disappointed instead of relieved when we kick these terrorist's flanks!" he said laughing before opening the door.

Outside, Celestia's staff were waiting, horrified at the sounds of their monarch's suffering. Everpony moved aside when they saw Ruby Sword and Deputy Star walk through the door, looking satisfied and confident.

Ruby, eyed out the petite waitress who had spilled the whiskey earlier, and she almost peed herself in fear.

"Oh, Celestia?!" he sang back to the still angry princess.

"What!" came the moody yell from the throne room.

"Why don't you just spare yourself the trouble and allow us to punish the waitress we discussed earlier!"

"Fine! Do what you must! Just get out of my sight!" she yelled again.

The mare was done almost peeing herself in fear, as yellow liquid spilled ran down her hind legs. She backed up as the two cruel looking stallions grabbed her and dragged her off to be tortured.

She cried, yelled and pleaded for mercy, and her cries echoed through the hall where the remaining portion of Celestia's staff stood frightened and disturbed. In particular, the pouty-lipped guard that had told them off earlier was drenched in sweat and shaking in her armor... the words that Deputy Star had told her he and his companion dragged the poor, helpless waitress by her, had chiseled her fear in stone.

"We'll take care of you later, sugar-rump."

She knew she had been chosen to be their slave... she was fucked.

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They found a nice empty room to punish their new toy in.

She cried and wiggled as they threw her inside, causing her to stumble and fall on the floor. 

She scrambled under staggering breath, trying to get on her hooves but Deputy Star was quick to lay on top of her, pinning her under his strong body.

With her face pushed against the floor and her meek pleas for forgiveness as good as muffled, her captors could discuss her torture in relative peace and quiet. Though their discussion was shortlived.

"Dips on her mouth" hurried Ruby Sword.

"Well, I'll take her ass then," answered Deputy, not even slightly disappointed. "It looks unused. Could need a big cock to stretch it a bit," he continued, causing the already struggling mare to fight even more, still to no avail.

"Well, you would be the stallion for the job, would you not," winked Ruby Sword.

They both giggled at their victims upcoming suffering.

"Well, let's get to it, pal."

Deputy repositioned the mare beneath him, spreading her ass cheeks far apart for his own pleasing. After getting her tail out of the way, he was ready to bury himself inside of her tight, virgin asshole.

"Brace yourself, this is going to hurt like a motherfucker," he whispered into her ear, before biting it gently.

"This, however, is not gonna hurt at all," smiled Ruby sword approaching her face, ass first. "But trust me, baby... it's gonna be far worse."

He planted his nasty, stinking asshole on her face, right as Deputy raped her butt.

She screamed in pain as her rectum was stretched beyond reason and she colored her torturer's cock red with blood.

The stench and taste of Ruby's ass were only increased as she breathed heavily and whined at her anal-raping, and it almost made her puke on him as he rubbed it around on her face, browning her up.

Down the hall, Celestia's staff once again heard the horrible noises of somepony suffering, and the pouty-lipped mare guard who had insulted them earlier sat in a puddle of her own urine, shivering, sweating and rocking back and forth, dreading the future torture she knew would be coming her way.

Ruby got tired of their victim's lack of tongue and he presented her with an ultimatum.

"Lick my asshole, bitch, or we'll try to fit both our dicks up that ass of yours at once... and trust me, we can be very persistent."

She cried, but tongued his butt, taking in the bitter, rotten taste of weeks of increasing dirtiness.

With the combined torture of pain in her ass and stench in her face, she passed out right as Deputy came.

"Good times, bro," said Ruby as they walked out, leaving her to get some rest.

The big-lipped guard saw them and the mere sight caused her to pass out as well.

The stallion just laughed at that.

"We certainly seem to get the ladies to faint today, don't we," he said as he picked up her unconscious body over his back.

"You bet... Guess you're just too hot for them to handle."

"Don't be kissing my ass now... There's no need when we got her," he laughed, nodding towards their new slave.

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And so...  they left. They had a quest to complete.
> Slave Training
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Cactus Spear found herself thinking back to better times, as she was being dragged into the Everfree forest by a leash, tugged violently each time she clopped too slowly by her new masters' standards.

They had been waiting around at the forest's edge for a while, giving her plenty of time to make her peace with the fact that she was leaving her home, but she hadn't.

She saw her family, her friends, the lover she never had... All ponies she might never again lay her eyes on.

Sorrow overwhelmed her and she cried and whimpered, which only caused her owners to tug her harder.

"Don't whine slave! You brought this on yourself."

In some ways Deputy Star was right. She had been offered mercy but she had refused it, and it had cost her her freedom. If she had only known who these stallions were back then, she would have never even approached them. One fickle moment had cost her everything. It hadn't killed her, but it had cost her her life.

In other ways, blaming herself when she was just thrown out like Celestia's pawn felt wrong. Princess Celestia, the mare she admired most in this mortal realm, had given her freely, without as much as a second thought. Just like that... On a whim.

She used to think everything she ever did was the right thing, no matter how cruel, it was for the greater good. And while her life was what had been sacrificed this time, she still tried her damned hardest thinking it was necessary, and that her sacrifice mattered, and that it was just... She tried to think that... but she couldn't.

The feeling of being discarded overshadowed her usual unwavering loyalty to the throne and it made her feel even worse.

She continued to cry, but did her best to do so in silence as to not upset her cruel owners any further. It seemed to work, cause they were both laughing and chatting as they wandered ever deeper into the forest, leaving her alone in the background, while the band left Cantorlot behind.

She gave one last glance backwards, eyeing out the great towers of Cantorlot castle before they disappeared behind bundles of dark leaves. She knew she might never see that beautiful city again.

Together, they wandered. They slowly clopped along for many hours until the stallions decided it would be a good time to set up camp for the night.

Cactus Spear collapses from exhaustion when they stopped. She had been out of energy for quite a while now, but had chosen not to speak up about it, fearing her punishment if they heard her whine.

The stallions set up a tent and made a campfire, whilst talking about some third party member who had never shown up outside the forest... Probably the reason they waited for so long.

She tried to get some rest while they worked, both for the sake of her body and her bad thoughts. She knew it was only a matter of time before she would be stink-tortured, and it was hard not to think of, but she managed and she drifted into a dreamless sleep on a bed of fallen leaves.

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"Wake up, slave girl."

Cactus Spear opened her tired eyes to the sight of Ruby Sword looking rather assertive above his new slave.

For the fraction of a second, she thought all that had happened today had been nothing but a horrible nightmare, but alas, as she looked into the deep red eyes of her owner, it all stood clearly for her once again. She had truly been reduced to this stallion's slave. Her life of relative freedom under Celestia's rule was forever over.

Her response to being awoken was silent crying, which made Ruby shake his head slowly and utter in a taunting manner:

"No tears now, missy, I only want to see your eyes watering from the smell. You'll never get through your many stinky days if you spend the whole time crying just from being ours."

He put his hoof on her throat and pushed it down gently.

"Besides, while crying slaves are fun, too much of it gets annoying, and annoying slaves get punished, you understand?"

She tried to gulp but wasn't able with the placement of her master's hoof. She did, however, manage to give him a meek nod.

"I-I'm sorry," she managed to reply beneath her staggering breath, and she truly was. Having heard the sounds of the torment Celestia and her waitress had uttered while being abused by her smelly overlords, she did not intend to encourage any kind of punishment from them.

Ruby sword chuckled at her response but didn't seem pleased.

"I'm sorry, what?" he asked, sternly but softly.

Cactus spear looked like a living, frightened, question mark.

"R-Ruby Sword, was it?" she asked with a whimper.

The stallion chuckled again. Sounding slightly more impatient this time, he put more pressure on her throat.

"Try again, stink-slave."

She wasn't sure what he wanted, but she had a hunch.

"I'm sorry, Master," she whimpered with the most pathetic voice she had ever used. And it was completely authentic in this moment.

"That's much better," he replied with a kind smile, finally letting go of her throat. "My friends call me Ruby Sword, my slaves call me master, king, owner, liege, et cetera. Now get up, your personal trainer could be here at any moment, would be rude of you to be asleep then."

She did not like the sound of that one bit. What did a personal trainer even mean in this context? Was she going to teach her how to be tortured?

Trying not to think too deeply about it, she got on her hooves, still tired but with no intentions of arguing against her owner.

She stood for a moment in the leaves contemplating her awful situation.

"Master?" she asked, voice heavy with strained fear and regret.

"Mhm," answered Ruby Sword with a soft nod and a kind-ish smile.

She took a deep breath.

"A-am I gonna end up like that waitress you punished?" she finally asked, tearing up.

"Sometimes, sometimes not," Ruby answered simply with a smile, looking over at Deputy who was preparing dinner. "Depends on our mood."

Cactus Spear's ears flopped down. She knew this was the answer, still, she had hoped for something else.

"Now, slave, you got your answer. So be quiet and follow me."

She did as she was told and the two ponies trotted over to Deputy, who was still busy cooking.

"Have you heard from Sugar?" He asked Ruby Sword as he approached with their common slave. "It was unusual for her to not be waiting for us where we discussed, but the fact that she has yet to find us, almost worries me."

"We're in the middle of a forest, though. She might be stubborn when it comes to her duties, but we're not exactly easy to find," reassured Ruby, sitting down against the nearest tree to relax. "But she's clever. She'll be here soon enough."

"Well she better be, or there will be punishment," laughed Deputy. "Ah heck, what the fuck. There'll be punishment in store no matter what."

Cactus Spear felt nauseated upon hearing that. If these monsters were willing to punish somepony who was about to be put in charge of her, just for being a little late, what wouldn't they be willing to do to her?

Her train of thought was broken by the eerie sound of bushes shuffling nearby.

Her owners were both quick to arm themselves, Ruby Sword, with a weapon that seemed to fit his name perfectly. A red, crystal blade which he held tightly between his teeth. Deputy, packing little less elegance, but a lot more range, held a heavy gun with his magic.

"Whoever's there, reveal yourself!" Deputy said sternly.

"I know that voice!" came a happy, feminine squeal from the dark bushes.

Suddenly a pink unicorn dashed out into the open making Ruby and Deputy both lower their weapons.

"About damn time," half grumbled, half smiled Deputy as the young-ish looking mare scurred towards them.

She fell to the ground in a deep bow, shoving her face against the dirt, keeping her plot lifted high in a seemingly very uncomfortable position.

"I'm sorry my musky overlords. I waited for you the wrong place, even with your directions I still managed to fail. I'm such a stupid loser! And when trying to find you in the forest, I got my shit-sucking self lost. Please, punish me for my incapability!" she practically cried.

Cactus Spear felt her heart jump into her throat.

Before her, laid a mare that had completely submitted to the two cruel stallions. She seemed truly broken. Was this going to happen to her as well?

"Punish yourself, butt muncher" scoffed Deputy, turning back to the cauldron.

"As you command my liege," she said, quickly getting on her hooves and running towards him.

She fell to the ground once again and started licking his dirty hooves. He didn't help her get to them, opting to rather stir his stew and ignore her disgusting act of filthy self-harm.

She moaned and gagged as she smelled the nasty fumes emitting from the stong stallion's grimy back hooves. She sniffed hard and lifted up the hoof with her own to lick and smell underneath it, where it was the dirtiest.

Slowly and carefully, she moves her tongue around the stinky pad, making sure she got to taste every nasty fold.

Cactus Spear was in shock. This mare was willingly hurting herself for her owners. She was bearing witness to unencouraged self-torture, and just looking at it almost made her puke. How could they have ever broken one mare so much that she would subject herself to this horrible treatment without as much as a single pathetic plea?

The pink Mare's worshipping intensified as she moved up Deputy's leg and her mouth filled with sweat and fur as the licked upwards, approaching his neither region.

She reached his right butt cheek, and she shoved her face deeply into the side his musky backside, breathing in and taking his butt sweat before proceeding to lick across his cutie mark, resembling a sheriff's star.

"Mhhhh, you're so stinky my owner," she uttered beneath her staggering breath and she was practically choking on his smells already, just from worshiping his leg, hoof, and plot cheek.

Deputy didn't respond with words, he just lifted up his tail, telling all she needed to know. It was time for her to worship his far smellier areas.

Seemingly almost excited, she moved her face down beneath is massive, musky balls, oozing with salty stallion-stench.

With a soft moan, she lifted up her face underneath his heavy sack, lifting it up alongside her muzzle and breathing in its tangy musk.

Still watching, a truly horrified Cactus Spear could no longer contain her disgust and she vomited where she stood, grabbing the attention of her other owner.

"You better get used to the sight of that, butt-bitch, that'll be you in a few moments," he said sending her a cruel, yet seductive look.

She took a small step backwards as she saw Ruby Sword walk closer.

"In fact..." he continued. "I think I would like to be worshipped as well."

"N-no... NO! Stay away from me, you monster!" Cactus yelled, falling over.

Hearing this act of disrespect towards her owner, the pink mare stopped breathing musky ball and turned to look angrily at Cactus Spear.

"How dare you talk like that to your king!?" she yelled in pure anger, walking towards her seemingly ready for a brawl.

"Calm your tits, Shit Slurper!" Deputy said, turning to look at his ball sniffer with a look in his eyes that said clearly, but without words, that he was not to be trifled with.

She immediately bowed down in the dust yet again, with a quick whimper.

"I'm so, so sorry, master. I didn't mean to upset you. Her disrespect towards you made me lash out. I deserve every punishment you decide for me."

Ruby Sword chuckled and placed his hoof on the back on her head.

"There, there, Sugar Sprinkle... Not everyone can be as big a slut as you. Plus she's new, she hasn't as much as smelled us yet."

He moved the hoof that currently had her pinned to the earth beneath her chin and lifted it up slightly. They looked into each other's eyes, he with a calm yet cruel smile, and her with infinite aw at his mercy and wisdom.

"In fact, my little, dump devourer, I would like you to train her."

Tears formed in her eyes as he placed this great responsibility on her frail shoulders. She was moved to tears by her being given an important role besides stink-slave.

"I-I won't disappoint you, my masters!" she shouted happily.

She got up and hurried towards Cactus Spear.

"Hi, new slave! I'm sorry a lashed out, I didn't realize you were unused! My name is Dumb-Devourer, Stink-Sniffer, Slurry-Slurper, Manure-Muncher, Dung-Drinker, yada yada. But my birth certificate says Suger Sprinkle," she said with a wink.

Cactus was still shivering in fear and disgust, looking absolutely distraught.

"W-why so many poop-themed names... I mean they don't make you... T-they don't make you..." She couldn't even bring herself to finish her question out of ever-increasing fear, but luckily Sugar Sprinkle knew what she meant.

She knew they were cruel and liked their slaves to get a smelly treatment but surely they didn't make them...

"Eat shit?"

She turned her flank towards Cactus Spear to show off her cutie mark, resembling what seemed to be a pink popsicle, covered in dripping chocolate.

"Of course," she continued. "I get fed the brown stuff all the time. I don't even think our masters use toilets anymore. It's soooo nasty. I used to puke it up and then drink my own shit-tainted vomit back down again all the time when I was a new slave, but my body's gotten used to the stinky, evil abuse and I can swallow over three pounds of the stuff without vomiting now," She proclaimed proudly, before adding; "Unless they've eaten old cheese, because then I sadly don't last too long. My cutie mark might look like a treat, but it resembles my tongue, licking shit for superior ponies."

With those words, what little hope was left in Cactus Spears broken world faded away and she fell to the ground crying. She couldn't even imagine the horror of sniffing an ass or licking a ballsack, how was she going to survive being a living toilet. That was a task less appealing to her than death. She had no chance of running with her shackled hooves, but maybe, she could kill herself?.. No, she couldn't, even if she wanted to, she didn't have the courage. She was doomed to be their stink--drinker.... Their living shithole.

She cried like she'd never cried before, causing both Deputy, and Ruby to give off a light chuckle.

"Pick yourself together, mare. Please, don't be this annoying in front of our masters! They'll punish you if you keep this up," warned Sugar Sprinkle, genuinely feeling scared for her well being. "They'll tie you up, force your mouth open and fill you with so much shit, piss, and cum that it'll be sticking out your mouth from the bottom of your stomach if you don't seize this whining."

Hearing Sugar Sprinkle's second hoof threat, she shut up, still shivering and teary-eyed.

"Much better. Why don't we start with something easy? How about, sniffing a dick?" she asked giving Cactus Spear a gentle smile. "If we don't start somewhere, you'll be punished, so might as well start with a common task, don't you agree?"

Cactus Spear wiped her teary eyes, this was inevitable.

"Y-yes," she nodded slowly and reluctantly.

"Sounds perfect to me," smiled Ruby Sword gleefully, approaching the mares.

Cactus gulped, while her trainer was drooling with excitement.

The grounded mare backed up against a tree as the sweaty stallion loomed in over her, standing on his hind legs with his front hooves pressed against the trunk above her embarrassed face, which was only a few centimeters away from his long dangling, musky-smelling cock.

Her face got redder as Ruby Sword pushed himself closer, his stallionhood's masculine stench increasing to her as he did. Instinctively, she tried to escape, but Sugar Sprinkle grabbed her head before she could slither away.

"Ahh ahh, you're not going anywhere. You're gonna smell that cock, and afterwards... Well, we'll see if he wants more," she said, holding her trainee in place.

Cactus spear struggled a bit, but it was no use- She was helpless to watch as the big cock in front of her face started to twitch as it slowly hardened. It grew thicker and its veins became visible. It began to rise, it got ever closer to her face like a snake carefully closing in on its victim. Every millisecond that passed while Ruby Sword readied his boner felt like an eternity to her. She pissed herself in fear as the tip of his cock finally pressed against her muzzle. The stench was overwhelming. It was sour, salty, and musky, with a pisslike after-smell.

"Sniff him, girl! Show him you're an obedient slave," chirped Sugar Sprinkle happily, struggling to hold a visible nauseated Cactus Spear in place by the tip of her king's stinky cock.

Her eyes were watering from the sharp smell, and even as she breathed through her mouth, she could still faintly taste the essence of unwashed cock in the air.

"I told you to sniff," continued Sugar calmly putting a hoof over her mouth, giving her no choice in the matter. Whimpering and in tears, Cactus Spear sniffed the now hard, throbbing cock placed tightly against her snout.

She whined even louder as she filled her tortured lungs with the horrible stallion-stench. Trying to be elsewhere in her mind was futile, only cock-smell existed in her mind now. It was wretched, but she was slowly getting used to it.

She calmed down slightly with every inhalation. Though this experience was truly awful, the smell wasn't strong enough to make her puke, and so she managed.

Noticing how well she was doing, Ruby Sword gave Sugar Sprinkle a devious nod, indicating that his dick-huffer was ready for the next step.

The pink slut smiled as she placed her tongue on his foreskin and used her licking skills to draw it back, unleashing his unwashed dickhead to Cactus Spear in it's truest form.

Cactus, who was just beginning to get used to the foulness was immediately overwhelmed with a wave of a far more powerful smell. His cock was dripping with piss, cum, and smegma, and the intense scent of old, stinky headcheese and grime had her defeated with a single breath.

Her eyes watered and she moaned in torture as she struggled against Sugar Sprinkle who herself had started sniffing Ruby Sword's stallionhood. 

Soon she even began to touch the smegma covered dickhead gently with her tongue, giggling and panting as she tasted his nasty man grime.

Suddenly, he moved to the side, and his dick was now pressed firmly against just one of Cactus Spear's nostrils. She wasn't left with a free nostril for long however as Ruby only moved to make room for his friend, who pressed his anus against her remaining nostril.

The stench increased even further for the already tortured mares, causing Sugar Sprinkle to cum on the ground without even being touched, climaxing purely due to the awful smells of ass and dick. The same nasty smells that finally caused Cactus Spear to vomit into her mouth from which her stomach acid could not escape due to Sugar holding a hoof over it.

"Great work my masters!" practically yelled Sugar Sprinkle as she felt the vomit against her hoof. 

"You made her throw up already! Your stench is truly a force to be reckoned with! I miss the times where a good cock-sniffing was all it took for me to hurl. I was so meek back then."

"Let her puke then," said Ruby Sword with a casual smile as both he and Deputy Star pulled away their nasty devices.

Sugar Nodded and let go of her captive. She fell to the ground while puking and whimpering. She laid in the fetal position, shivering and with staggering breath, lips painted, green with vomit, and nostrils white with smegma and ass musk.

Deputy approached her and leaned down to whisper in her ear. "We'll continue your training after dinner, fart-face."

Cactus Spear continued to lie curled up like a ball on the root-written ground beneath the shadowy trees, while Sugar Sprinkle gracefully served her masters the food Deputy had been cooking above the fire. A stew, containing whatever edibles he had been able to find in the forest.

"This is what happens when you're late, Shit-Sucker. You were supposed to cook," said Deputy, while receiving his first portion.

She bowed to him, deeply.

"I am so innerly sorry for my absence, my graceful owner. Surely, any and all non-combat related work should be carried out by your pathetic stink slaves, and now, in a display on incompetence, I have failed you. I have not been punished enough," she uttered in excitement, her voice tainted with actual regret as well.

Ruby Sword pushed an empty bowl towards the bowing mare.

"If you're late to the part, you're last to eat. Your meal can wait till we've digested it for you," he said with a wink.

Her breathing got fast.

"O-of course, my liege. Let me be your pathetic little slurry-slurper. I deserve to consume your feces for being late. I deserve to eat nothing else for my entire life!"

The stallions both chuckled, partly out of the enjoyment of their obedient stink-slave's unwavering dedication to her torture, and partly because of the fearful cries coming from their remaining slave when she heard Sugar's idea for her own punishment.

"Oh, truly. You deserve that, and so much more, but since we are very merciful to our most faithful shit-slut, let's just keep this punishment for tomorrow morning when we'll be ready to shit," declared Ruby Sword whilst lifting up the bowing mare's head, by her chin, to look into her awestruck eyes.

"Thank you, my merciful lord."

Cactus Spear watched the perverted display from afar, still just barely believing her own eyes. How long had they tormented that poor mare to make her so utterly broken? How long would it take them to turn her into such an obedient slave? Did she act like this out of fear or had they truly crushed any shred of sanity she had left. Either reason was horrible. Fearing your captors to such an extent that you would eat nothing but feces for a lifetime before defying them was a thought equally as scary as having your mind destroyed to the point where being tortured with poop was like joy to you.

"As for you, cock-sniffer..."

Her train of thought was broken as Deputy Star approached. Slowly, and with a devious smile painted on his masculine lips.

Fear arose within her. A fear, not for her terribly bleak future, but for her immediate suffering.

"I - I. Please, I'll sniff your dick. I'll breathe deeply! Just, please, please..." She began crying once again. "Please, don't poop on meheehee."

His smile turned ever crueler.

"Oh, I'm not looking for a sniffing. I'm here for your tongue," he gleefully announced to her.

Her eyes turned wide as she processed his request, or command rather.

"Y - You want a... Blowjob?"

He shrugged.

"If you'd rather eat shit, that's fine by me."

"NO!.. no. Wait... I - I," she whimpered.

Then, after a couple of seconds spend pushing herself to her limits and beyond to obey him, she looked up, closed her eyes and opened her mouth, readying herself for his big filthy dick.

To her surprise, however, he merely laughed at her, and put down a bowl of food besides her.

"Good to see you're starting to know your place," he said turning around. "My blowjob can wait for another time, but I will get it, won't I?"

Even with her immediate relief from not having to swallow down deputy's dick sludge this very moment, she gulped.

"O-of course, m-master."

He smiled before trotting back to Ruby and Sugar to eat with his friend while she licked their asses as additional self-torture.

Cactus watched from a distance, occasionally looking down at her stew. She was not hungry...

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The next morning Cactus was awoken by the sound of a rumbling belly.

She had fallen asleep without eating, but surprisingly it wasn't her belly she heard.

She opened her eyes to see Sugar Sprinkle lying closely against her, still fast asleep. She seemed to be dreaming, far off, forgetting all of their troubles. Sugar's stomach growled again, and for a moment she looked pained in her sleep. No wonder. she hadn't eaten anything either. She was still waiting for her master's turds to finish digesting so she could eat their dinner for breakfast.

They were wrapped together in a blanket so they wouldn't get sick in the cold late summer night-breeze, but with a bit of effort, Cactus Spear managed to roll over and escape her sweaty embrace without waking her co-slave.

She sighed and got up, leaving Sugar Sprinkle to sleep out her hunger alone. She shivered as she took another look at the sleeping mare. There lied a woman who would soon be turned into a living toilet, who would be forced to literally eat shit. Consume feces... and worse yet, Cactus Spear knew that sooner or later, she would too.

Trying to take her mind off of future horrors, she looked around the camp. There was firewood, and a fireplace at which to burn it, a small food supply, consisting mostly of nuts and berries as well as some roots and edible leaves, and of course, the rest of yesterday's stew.

One thing that didn't at the moment seem to be present at the camp, were the stallions. Ruby Sword and Deputy Star were nowhere to be seen. Right now, it was just her and a sleeping Sugar Sprinkle.

Her heart started racing. Her hooves were still chained together, but with her slave-driver sleeping and her owner's both away, this could be her only chance for escape, possibly ever. Yet, she felt hesitant. She was more nervous than she had ever been before. If she tried to run and failed... if she got caught, she couldn't even imagine how horrible her punishment would be. Drinking diarrhea for a year maybe?

She looked around the nearest couple of trees, just to make sure this wasn't some kind of test where the stallions would jump her as soon as she tried to escape... Still no sign of them.

She took one last look at her sleeping co-slave before making her decision.

She let out a deep sigh, then, she went back to sleep besides Sugar. She didn't know why that ended up being her final decision. Maybe it was because she was far too afraid to risk it all for freedom, maybe she knew she couldn't find her way out of the forest alone, or maybe she had some sort of desire to be a slave... she did not know why, but she stayed.

She was woken a second time, this time along with Sugar Sprinkle by their newly returned owners.

The stallions carried further supplies for their camp which they had collected from the nearby area. Medical plants, a more diverse array of foods, including fruits and mushrooms.

"Wake up girlies!" called Ruby Sword, tapping Sugar Sprinkle lightly.

She was quick to get up, excited about hopefully being fed soon. While Cactus sat up slowly grinding her tired eyes.

"Yes, master, I'm up now," she said, throwing herself at the ground to kiss his grimy hooves.

She really didn't waste any time worshipping her kings.

"Good, slave," smiled Ruby at his pathetic hoof-kisser.

"Rember now, no tasting it before we say you can," cooed Deputy Star, slighting a big empty, wooded bowl towards his soon to be toilet

It rolled around and landed steadily almost exactly in front of shit-sucker Sugar Sprinkle.

"You sit there and watch, got it? You could learn a thing or two," said Ruby Sword to their newest slave.

Cactus gulped and nodded.

Sugar's heart started pounding at the thought of eating shit, and so did Cactus Spears at the thought of having to watch it. Sugar was finally about to get her filthy meal, and Cactus was gonna see it play out, something she wasn't sure she could do without fainting.

With shivering hooves and tongue hanging out of her mouth like a thirsty girl, Sugar then grabbed the big bowl.

She bowed her head and panted, presenting the "toilet" to her owners. They both chuckled. Then Deputy Star was the first to turn his big muscly ass around and approach the bowl, rear first, ready to fill it with his brown.

Sugar couldn't help but look up and admire his dark, filthy, scat-star, and huge sack of sweaty, musky balls, dangling about between his strong thighs.

Her breathing got even more frantic as he got close enough for her to breath in his natural smells, and again, even more so as he got close enough to lower his backside down above the bowl, spreading apart his ass cheeks in the process.

She could smell his ass near her, and she embraced it, looking up and stretching her neck to get close in her worshipping position.

"I am your toilet, my liege. Please feed me. Treat me like dirt. Torture me with your divine filth!"

Tears ran down Cactus Spear's face. She hated this as much as she ever did, but she had accepted that at least for Sugar Sprinkle, that's just how things were.

Deputy put pressure on his anus, and beneath him, a dreadful gust of wind blew into the bowl filling it with fart and bouncing the stinky air up its sides, giving Sugar Sprinkle a good whiff of his inner foulness, stinking to the heavens of yesterday's stew, fermented in his nasty bowels.

It made her cough, but she sniffed obediently, even going as far as to stick out her tongue and lick around the edge of the bowl, tasting the rank cloud of rancid ass gas.

Deputy pumped out some more fumes and Sugar sprinkle moaned in disgusting pleasure, her eyes watering from the fermented nastiness.

The smell reached Cactus Spear and her cheeks puffed up in nausea, her face turning even greener than it already was. Her stomach rumbled with disgust as did Sugar's with hunger for fresh, stinking turds.

"Hnngg," strained Deputy working out his brown. "Get ready dump-drinker! It's gonna be a sloppy one!" he taunted, his moist rectum expanding with a last fecal-smelling fart escaping his moist anal cavity.

"I - I'm ready to serve you. Give me your nasty!" yelled Sugar Sprinkle, hardly able to contain her own excitement.

Deputy glanced back over his ass, placing his tail on the back of his willing victim's head in an almost ritualistic gesture, keeping her from escaping. (Not that anything like that was needed with this one.)

No more farts came as his anus opened further. Instead came, with a sloppy, soupy sound, followed by a downpour of soft, stinky shit.

It had a consistency replicant of oatmeal, and a smell reminiscent of rotten meat and fertilizer. The harsher smell overtook the fart stench and Sugar's watery eyes turned outright teary due to the filthy air surrounding her.

She coughed and spluttered at the nasty smell as she greedily sniffed and sniffed close to the now halfway full bowl of "ass food."

"Ahhh. It stinks delicious," she said truthfully but in a very unconvincing matter.

Deputy stepped away from her, admiring the mare still holding her muzzle close to the toilet bowl, smelling his fresh dung.

"Nice work, sheriff," joked Ruby Sword, giving his fried a gentle bump against his side, as a means of congratulating him on his supreme scat sludge-shower.

"Thanks, bro, but no need to be an ass kisser now, we have multiple mares for that here, today," he smiled back.

Ruby waved a hoof in front of his muzzle at the smell of walking passed Deputy's rear to take his own dump on top of the already potent bottom layer of thick, stinky slurry.

He looked back out of sheer instinct as his friend's stench, even at half a meter's distance, was that potent. What he saw made him laugh.

"Looks like you need more than just a simple ass-kissing to clean up after your mess," he chuckled.

And Deputy chuckled back, knowing full well what he was talking about.

His slobby turd avalanche had painted the backside of his sweaty balls in a thick layer of his own stinking shit, ready to be licked clean by the next mare to service him.

"Yeah, it feels like I'm gonna need a full backside tongue shower after this," he winked at Ruby Sword, who was already positioning himself above Sugar Sprinkle.

He relaxed his round backside, letting his asshole open wide for Sugar. A fart escaped him as well, and once again, she huffed it up like it was the purest air ever conceived, despite it reeking to all hell of boiled cabbage and rotten intestines.

"Eager, are we?" Ruby asked tauntingly as Sugar smelled his foul fumes, the harsh fart smell combining with the potent odor reeking from Deputy's mushy scat.

"Mmmmh, cough* very much my lord, please, give me your droppings now! I can barely wait!"

"As you wish, slave-girl."

Cactus Spear couldn't bear to watch anymore and despite her orders, she looked away as Ruby sword planted a fat knobby turd on top of Deputy's filth, splashing Sugar Sprinkle's face with shit as it plopped out of his anus and fell down with great force.

Cactus cried and Sugar lowered her face onto the mountain of shit protruding from the toilet bowl and she sniffed it deeply, taking in the horrible, bitter odor. She was eager to start munching down on the giant mess.

"Ahh. Sniiiiiiff* C-can I eat?" she asked barely able to contain herself.

"Not yet," smiled Ruby Sword.

The stallions both lifted their tails to present her with their dirty butts. Both their anuses were brown and in need of cleaning, deputy's slob going as far as coloring his balls brown.

"First, clean us!" Ruby commanded.

Sugar Sprinkle, being the good shit slurper she always was, hurried to the stinky rears and was quick, to touch her muzzle against first Ruby Sword's then Deputy's rectum.

Ruby's sphincter had a more bitter nastiness to it, while Deputy's had a stronger underlying foulness. Needless to say, they both smelled like nasty shit, and their slave wasted no time rubbing her muzzle around in them, getting her nostrils and lips brown with their residue.

Then as her shitty foreplay climaxed and her entire muzzle had been defiled by stinky stallion ass, she finally opened her mouth to taste her owners' shitty plots. She started with Deputy's brown balls, lifting his nasty sack with her tongue, letting his shit stains and musk touch her taste buds.

She moaned as she moved her licker up and down his shitty balls, slowly removing their brown, taking it on herself, submitting to the rotten taste.

She slowly licked around them, gradually allowing the foulness on her tongue to increase, before opening wide and letting his heavy nuts fall into her mouth to be sucked clean from feces.

She was practically deepthroating his sack as she took them in deep and suckled them nicely.

Sensing the other stallion getting impatient, she took a break to go make out with Ruby Sword's filthy asshole, in between Deputy's ball cleaning.

His shit stains were darker and they took more licks to clean of, but she rubbed her tongue across his nasty, leathery pucker, feeling the folds on his anus as she cleaned it. She grabbed his ass to help press her face harder into his rump, savoring the nastiness of her owner. His turd stains had an almost grainy texture at times, and as she stuck her tongue inside she got to swallow small dingleberries of pony poop.

She moaned as she went back to Deputy's ball, and then his anus, then back to Ruby.

The continued to cycle between them until they were both spotless and her tongue was as brown as a chocolate bar, matching her cutie mark perfectly.

Then with her stomach growling half from hunger and half in protest at the abuse, she went to the main course.

"C-can I eat it, my masters?" she asked eagerly.

They nodded in unison.

"Eat our shit, bitch," said Deputy Star putting his hoof on the back of her face, shoving her in face first.

She opened her jaw wide so Ruby's turd mountain was pushed into her throat like a scat dildo. Deputy's push forced her to deepthroat it, and she slurped down its filthy juices, savoring the foulness. For a moment, she felt her body about to puke, but she was a good girl and contained it, simply continuing to suck the giant scat log.

Deputy pushed harder, and it went deep into her throat and as a bonus, her lips were now touching deputy's own brown oatmeal, and she sucked harder resulting in the outer part of her mouth filling with the slobby shit.

At this point, her world was completely overtaken. The combined taste of the two stallions' shit, giving to her at full force made her cum. Once again, without even being touched, she spread her mare juices like a fountain behind her.

At this moment of utter, disgusting bliss, she heard the words she feared the most.

"Stop eating," commanded Ruby Sword abruptly, and Sugar Sprinkle was almost ready to cry. This was so cruel, like taking candy from a filly.

Alas, she obeyed her superior and stopped her turd munching.

Behind her, Ruby Sword was holding down a struggling Cactus Spear.

The sight of Sugar eating out of the scat bowl had been too much for her and she had tried to crawl away. She hadn't gotten further than a meter before being stopped.

"Please!! No! I beg you!" she cried and wailed as she wiggled like a worm on the ground.

For the first time since she met him, Ruby Sword didn't look smug and happy... He looked angry, and it scared her enough to piss on the ground, some of it hitting his hoof.

She was completely and utterly fucked, and she knew it.

Ruby looked back at Sugar.

"Grap my log with your mouth and make sure it's dipped deeply in Deputy's sludge. Then come over here and make out with our little escapee. Get our shit in her mouth and french kiss her."

Cactus Spear's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes widened as she heard Ruby's command.

"Nooooo!!" she shouted for all she was worth, but Sugar Sprinkle finding this kinky act highly intriguing took the log in her mouth and walked over to the wailing mare while Ruby effortlessly held her down.

"Damn man... You certainly didn't show any mercy," laughed Deputy Star mere moments before, Sugar's shitty lips would meet Cactus's.

"No mercy for escapees," said Ruby coldly, still angry at his stink slave.

The stench of Deputy's shit was the first thing that hit Cactus Spear's tortured senses, and it almost made her vomit again.

She watched in horror as Sugar Sprinkle leaned down above her, closing her eyes sensually, readying herself to really get in there and touch tongues with her, sharing their masters' filth between them.

She leaned in closer and the smell of Ruby's butt coal, hiding behind a layer of Deputy's shit sauce, hit the devastated mare as well.

She tried to turn her head, but Ruby held it upright.

"Open wide for her," he said, putting pressure on her jaw joints, forcing her to open.

She gave out one final scream of despair before her mouth was stuffed with scat.

Being a first-time shit-slave, she puked immediately, standing no chance whatsoever against the foulness. But the tiny bit of vomit she had left to give merely mixed with the poop as Sugar Sprinkle started to work her tongue around inside of her, kissing her passionately.

They shared their owner's shit, and both finding that they could use a good fucking, the stallions each raped a mare as they sucked shit together.

The stallions grabbed their slaves. Deputy holding his hooves tightly around Sugar's round plot, guiding her rump in place for an ass fucking. It took a bit more force for Ruby Sword to get Cactus Spear to lie still enough to insert himself into her tight cunt, but with a bit of effort, he managed.

Sugar moaned in overwhelming pleasure as she felt Deuputy's huge cock up her ass, and Cactus squealed in pain and disgust, as she was stretched to her limits by Ruby Sword.

Cactus Spear, like Sugar Sprinkle, was a Dump Drinker now... Nothing but a slave. This was her life. She almost hoped she would break and become like Sugar psychologically as well, because living like this with her current mindset was worse than death...

(Sadly, she would later learn, that Sugar wasn't broken at all, she was just born a shit slut... her life would truly suck, forever.)
> Finishing Up and Taking Off
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Time stood still in Cactus Spear's little world as she was being assaulted from both ends.

Violently, Ruby Sword thrusted his thick, smelly cock inside of her, over and over again, stretching her once virgin vagina out further than anypony should have their tight cunt stretched their first time, blood welling out alongside her mare sticky juices.

That harsh pain, however, was almost nothing more than an additional annoyance compared to the other torture she was undergoing.

All her focus. All her horror. Every sliver of mental capacity she had left, were all swallowed up, by her deep, nasty kiss.

A thick, nasty slurry was forming inside her, and Sugar Sprinkle's slow-moving but strong tongue was making sure the nasty paste was being spread out everywhere inside her poor, tortured mouth.

The faint taste of vomit was sour and salty, but it was completely overtaken by the harsh, primal taste of stinking stallion-shit. Bitter, rotten, nasty, sulphuric shit. It was unbearable.

The stench, too, was unbearable.

The nasty poop smell, emitting from Sugar Sprinkle's and her own brown lips was increased tenfold each time Sugar pulled back for a second, allowing what remained of Ruby Swords once hard log to stink straight out into their nostrils.

Sugar snorted the foul stench greedily, moaning in shit-based pleasure whenever she had the chance. Cactus smelled it too. She had no choice with her mouth filled by a thick brown sludge and an aggressive tongue mushing it around. She was moaning as well, but due to suffering and nausea.

Their saliva slowly turned the stallion's collective waste to a slobby and liquidy slurry in the mares' mouths, (a log still very much present somewhere in the mix,), and they were both starting to feel numb in their respective orifices due to their their violent raping session, much to Sugar Sprinkle's dismay. She hadn't had nearly enough cock in her ass for the day according to her own slutty, dick-obsessed opinion. And now, instead of feeling like she was being made a complete bitch by a beautiful man, it felt distant... like something rubbing against your cheek after having a tooth removed.

Cactus, in the meanwhile, was at least slightly relieved that her bleeding, post-virgin cunt no longer made her cry in pain with each additional thrust from her master's throbbing cock. Yet, at the same time, the lack of feeling in her most sensitive parts scared her immensely.

That wasn't the worst of her problems, however, as the increasingly liquidy poop-sauce that was being produced by the long, foul kiss, was becoming more difficult to keep on her tongue by the second.

With her being the bottom mare in this whole, defiling ordeal, the bitter, rotten chocolate milk had but one way to drain.

Her nausea worsed as she, unwillingly, swallowed her first gulp of shit.

It went down as she immediately retched it up, causing Sugar Sprinkle above to lean in on her harder with her tongue still inside, knowing full well that the poor, crying mare below was trying to puke the shit out.

She wouldn't let her of course, both for the sake of her masters and for the good of Cactus Spear herself.

With no way to avoid it, Cactus soon had to drink again, causing her to retch and gag a second time. this horrible cycle continued for a few minutes until finally, her body gave up and she gulped shit like the slut she was supposed to be.

Sugar Sprinkle read the situation, clearly seeing the defeat in her kissing partner's blank eyes, and she decided it was time to get the big log devoured.

She leaned in even harder, using her experienced tongue to push down on what was still left of Ruby Sword's solid, bitter log. (Which was still quite a lot)

It went past Cactus Spear's uvula and with her having completely given up on fighting the nasty torture, she soon found herself deepthroating a fat turd.

Sugar made a great effort to ensure the new slave-girl knew what sucking shit felt like, trying to get her used to the torture that would be a daily part of their lives.

When she was absolutely certain that Cactus spear had been stuffed with nasty scat, she hugged the mare tightly, still kissing her.

Cactus barely reacted too overwhelmed by the torment to do anything but just lie still, whimper, and taste feces. And Whimpsering again as she felt Ruby shoot his sticky load into her tortured cunt with a deep pleased sigh.

Both Stallions pulled out of the respective mare. Satisfied with their work, and laughing and congratulating each other behind their victims.

Cactus Spear felt ready to just close her eyes and die in shame, pain, humiliation and disgust.

But with their masters retrieved, Sugar Sprinkle used her assertive dominance in this horrible learning experience to help her fellow slave. She rolled over, forcefully putting Cactus on top of her, still kissing deeply, of course. Then, she started sucking back the mushy mixture of slobby filth and shared saliva, and gulping as much of it as possible herself, stealing it out of Cactus Spear's shitty throat.

She had done her job, she had taught Cactus the meaning of being a pathetic shit-slut, but that didn't mean she had to digest such a nasty mess on her first day. Tasting it and swallowing some should be enough. She had done reasonably well, now it was time for the experienced mare to have her throat absolutely defiled.

She sucked and gulped and the filth slowly left Cactus's throat entering her own. She didn't hold back, greedily swallowing whatever nastiness she managed to retreat from the mare above her, making adorable gulping noises the entire time.

Cactus spear, having her throat slowly drained from shit felt her nauseated stomach give in and she gagged and retched as the other mare gulped.

She felt her stomach rise, and soon, with a horrible retching noise, she relieved her nausea into her toilet teacher.

Sugar Sprinkle, being a good sport, obediently drank the shit-tainted puke from the mare above her without hesitation.

Once she was done, and there were only traces of hit to share with their brown kiss, she let go of her student and allowed her to meekly roll over and fall down beside her.

Both mares were panting after heavily upon finishing the session.

Cactus was shivering, crying like a mother who had lost her child. Snot and stinking poop-puke ran down her cheeks and her intense nausea had her stomach rumbling loudly even after relieving herself of most of the manure inside of her.

Sugar was much calmer, panting more due to her excitement and workout with her brand new toilet-trainee.

Although she felt at least slightly nauseated as well, her stomach had gotten used to being stuffed with piss, cum, and shit almost as often as food and water. She was more than used to being a living toilet, and the sickening feeling usually didn't get to her unless her meal was particularly revolting.

This one was bad... bad enough to make her really feel it, but not horrible enough to make her regret her life choices in any meaningful way.

"Alright, girls," came a masculine response from Deputy, as he stretched himself after the session, Ruby sitting down against a tree, enjoying the afterglow of the moment.

"Ten-minute break," he continued. "Then we get a move on."

Sugar Sprinkle nodded happily, still panting in nauseated delight, while Cactus Spear laid moaning beside her, not really caring about the command for the moment being.

The stallions went to pack up their stuff, looking over the map of the area while the mares recovered.

As soon as the ten minutes were up, they were packed and ready to leave. Two large pack-backs standing ready for the slaves to carry.

Sugar was quick to get to the baggage when Ruby whistled to signal that they were now ready to leave.

She ran to them with eager as per usual, taking the bigger of the two onto her back, groaning a little as it was quite heavy, but smiling at her owners as she got it in place. Her smile grew ever brighter as she got a small approving nod back from Ruby.

Cactus Spear, in the meanwhile, was still lying down, tending her nausea and emotional defeat. She closed her eyes with a whimper of fear as she heard the stallions approach her.

"You need to get up now. We're leaving," explained Ruby Sword in a calm tone.

She shook her head gently.

"Please... Leave me be," she moaned in utter self-pity, much to the now chuckling stallions' amusement.

They looked at each other for a moment, both with a smirk and a lifted brow, before Deputy gave Ruby a nod, indicating that he could go ahead and choose how she would be punished.

"Here's the deal, missy. You can either get up now, like we commanded you to, or have our dicks rubbed all over your face until you verbally agree to get up," explained Ruby Star in a dominant tone of voice.

"Uff, bro, lovely choice. I really don't mind if you choose the latter, bitch," added Deputy with a cruel chuckle, his cock already starting to grow at the thought.

Cactus started crying again, but she did not move even a little for them, feeling too abused to even attempt doing as they asked of her-

The stallions looked at each other once more, sharing an expression of calm surprise before Ruby Star shrugged and Deputy licked his lips.

Ruby's cock began bulging as well as they prepared themselves for a little extra playtime with the newest member of their harem.

Cactus watched in fear as their shafts were throbbing once more, raising like spears, ready to abuse her. 

Cocks hard like bricks, they began circling around the broken mare like sharks in the water, her tears still rolling gently down her cheeks.

A red aura overtook Cactus's body and a moment later she felt it being moved against her will. She sent a pleading gaze towards the fellow slave standing packed like a donkey in the background. She was forced to sit against a tree, Ruby's magic placing her head in a good height for her torturers' convenience. Her front hooves were promptly tied around the trunk of the tree behind her, holding her in place for them so they could relax while wiping off their dicks on her face.

Sugar Sprinkle, noticing the pleading eyes, just gave her an annoyed huff back in response, angry that she was wasting her owners' precious time with her disobedience. (Or more so that she wasn't part of the "fun," herself, really.)

Cactus barely got to see that however, before Ruby Sword got in front of her, taking away her attention.

Placing his front hooves against the tree, he slowly rose to hind legs, getting his thick, musky stallionhood close to the bound, abused mare, its stench radiating from its warm, cheesy head.

She turned her neck in disgust but as she turned her face, she was merely greeted by the tip of Deputy's smegma drenched shaft, gently kissing her muzzle with its cum-covered end, garnished with the scents of the mare he just raped sweaty, musky asshole.

She let out a disgusted yelp before the stallions started to violently grind their nasty dicks around in her facial fur, smearing her with head cheese, musk, cum, stink, and residue from her own vagina, as well as Sugar Sprinkle's stinky ass.

She shook her head violently while crying, but no matter what she did, for the time being, she was doomed to be a cock towel.

After five minutes of struggling, The humiliation and harsh masculine scents had her subdued, and she reluctantly gave up resisting.

She just sat still, whimpering while the stallions guided their dicks where they wanted them. Over her nostrils for her to really smell them. Over her eyes to make them burn with their sourness. Over her lips to smear their grime on her like foul lipstick.

She took it all, unwillingly but without more struggling, giving in to her fate.

After ten long, excruciating minutes, the stallions finally retract, enjoying the sight of the musk-smeared mare.

"Well, dick sniffer... Will you agree to get up now?" asked Ruby Sword with a small, somewhat feminine smirk.

The mare opened her teary eyes and looked up at them, with defeat in her eyes.

"Y-yes..." she muttered under her breath, tasting the grime of her own stink-smeared lips as she spoke.

Deputy's smile grew wider, causing her heart to skip a beat.

"Good girl, but since we're in the middle of some cock torture, why don't we finish off with that Blowjob you still owe me?"

Ruby laughed, both due to Deputy's cruel request and due to Cactus's frightened facial expression.

"Man, bro... That's harsh!" said the slightly smaller stallion giving his partner a gentle bump in the side.

"She was being disobedient, was she not?" answered the sheriff, while poking his tongue at Cactus like a schoolyard bully.

Ruby laughed again, talking a hoof to his mouth as he tried to hold back.

"Alright, alright... You want a blowjob? She'll give you a blowjob. Shove it in her and make her your dick drinker. In the meantime, I'll keep mine against her snout. We'll make sure that she gets the full dirty dick experience. Smell and taste."

Cactus's eyes shut wide open hearing their conversation, gaining newfound strength to fight them.

"No! Please! No! I'll get up for you! I'll get up, my masters!" she shouted while struggling, ready to do just about anything to avoid more stinky torture. But her shouting was cut off abruptly as Ruby took control of her head and held it in place for them against the tree with his crimson magic.

She cried as said magic slowly pried open her mouth wide, Deputy positioning himself for her, pressing down on his hard, enormous shaft slightly to align it with her maw.

"Ready?" he asked, knowing she couldn't answer.

She closed her eyes and whimpered softly.

Slowly, he let his shaft move forwards, her panting in displeasure and both the smell and the thought of having to suck on something so dirty.

Gently, he pressed himself against her shivering lips. And with the tiniest bit of extra force, the thick head of his massive cock made it passed them, going inside of her, rubbing filth against her teeth before his rank, musky stallion stick slid inside of her further, crawling over her poor tongue at a snail's pace. (Leaving a trail of grime like a snail-track as well.)

Cactus gargled on the grimy cock, being forced to take the foul, cheesy taste without complaints, and her eyes rolled back in disgust, her cheeks turning even greener than their usual shade.

Giving his friend a hoof bump of torturous approval, Ruby Sword pressed his cock against Cactus's nose to make sure her ar quality was as awful as her saliva's taste.

She moaned in misery. She could even taste Sugar's ass on top of the thick layer of horse musk.

Gently, Deputy forced himself in even deeper, poking her uvula in the process of slowly fucking her face. Going back and forth in gentle thrusts, adoring the sound of her gargling and gagging against his cock.

Ruby lived her sounds as well, and the feeling of her deeply sniffing his dick, due to hyperventilating while having her mouth full, was wonderful as well.

The abuse was bliss to the stallions, and worse than Tartarus to the mare, her only comfort being that at least she wasn't currently being forced literal feces.

Deputy started to breath more heavily, his cock throbbing more quickly in his cock-sleeves throat. And Ruby, in an effort to cum alongside his friend, started to violently throb the tip of his sticky dick around against the poor mare's exposed nostrils, pleasuring himself with her two, still rapidly sniffing holes.

With a deep, pleasurable sigh, Deputy released his salty shot of life. Shooting his protein load directly down his victims already overfilled throat, letting if flood up and fill her mouth.

Her cheeks puffed out with nausea, cum, and other male biproducts. She let out a moaning gargle at the stuff started to leak out of her nostrils, still pressed against Ruby's cock. But what cum left her nasaly was swiftly forced down once more as Ruby came outside her face, forced some back inside with the pressure of his own canon, and blasting the rest all over her face.

Sweating and giving each other a good shoulder pat, the two stallions retracted from their cum gulper, taking a moment to admire their work of art... A coughing mare, dripping with musk, head-cheese and feces from every orifice.

Ruby Sword waited a good long while before undoing the rope, letting the mare slide down the tree trunk and land on her back.

"Now, stand," he commanded, dominance overtaking his normally lighthearted voice completely, seeming to be in trait contrast of how casually cruel he was being just a moment ago.

With a deep, smelly sigh, fearing further torture, and with her captors watching with glee, the mare slowly staggered to her weak hooves, her knees shaking.

Deputy pointed at the second backpack that contained the rest of their baggage.

"No more complaints now, slave. Carry your burden."

Slowly, Cactus Spear dragged her tortured body over to the large package and tried to put it on. But in her weakened state, there was no helping it.

She looked up at Sugar who still just stood there, waiting for them to be ordered to leave like some obedient dog.

The pink slut rolled her eyes and sighed, before helping the backpack onto her fellow stink-slave.

"There," she said sternly. "Now, don't make life harder for our masters again!" she finished with a huff.

Cactus looked down in shame. "S-sorry," she mumbled, hating herself a little.

Their moment of slave talk was ended shortly, however, as Ruby Sword called out from in front of them.

"Come now, girls. Sugar, I'll let you choose your travel buddy first."

Sugar's ears immediately perked upon hearing this, and her attention turned from Cactus to Ruby in a split second.

Cactus, taking a back by Sugar's overly excited response, and not knowing what Travel buddy was supposed to mean, (but knowing them not liking the sound of it either way,) turned her attention to the stallions as well.

She gulped at what she saw...

Deputy and Ruby stood side by side, their tails raised high, assed turned towards them. And from their hips hung what looked like a leather harness, complete with a mouthpiece and all.

"Oh, umm. Garrh! It's so hard to choose!" whined Sugar indecisively, eyes held shut, whilst clopping her hooves rapidly where she stood.

Her eyes danced back and forth between the dirty assholes and sweaty balls of both of her beloved owners, weighing her options in her submissive mind.

"Mmmm. I was with Ruby last time, so I suppose it's fair I take Deputy now," she finally said, eagerly running to the beige-brown stallion, starting to attach the harness to her face.

Cactus watched in horror as she put in the mouthpiece and restrained the lock herself, the harness forcing her to keep her muzzle, mouth held agape, less than an inch away from Deputy's rear end. The only movement these leather reins allowed her, was to move her muzzle up and down from the dock of his tail to his thick, dangling ballsack, and to press her face against her the stallion's stinky parts if she so desired... Or if he desired it would seem, as it became apparent the moment Deputy lifted his strong tail, that the leather strap around was meant to tighten the harness, making it so he could make her rub her snout against him with force.

"You're with me, then, stink-face."

Cactus's attention was broken as Ruby spoke to her, and she turned her neck away from the display of Sugar eagerly licking and sniffing Deputy's ballsack.

She looked up at Ruby's ass crack, the harness hanging ready for her, him sending her an arrogant smirk over his ass cheek.

"Don't worry, I'll restrain the harness for you, you just get into position."

She wanted to plea... But she knew by now it would do her no good.

Slowly, and with a heavy heart, she walked towards the stallion without saying a thing, the sound of Sugar slobbily worshipping balls still ringing in her ears.

She took a deep breath before she forced her face in between Ruby's curvy ass cheeks, her muzzle almost touching his visibly filthy anus.

Her heart was pounding as she felt the leather strap itself onto her with magic, the mouthpiece forcing her mouth open.

For what felt like the hundredth time that day, she started to cry.

She gave up holding her breath right as the stallions started walking, tugging their slaves after them like living carriages, any bump in the road causing them to bump their muzzles into their asses and testicles.

Desperate for air, Cactus greedily sucked in Ruby's musk, whimpering gently as she smelled him. How embarrassing to end up sniffing the same stallion's rankness this eagerly two whole times in just one day.

Together, the four wandered into the depth of the forest.

Two musky masters.

Two sniffing slaves.

Adventures awaited them.