A Daring Do Adventure Ends Differently For Rainbow Dash
A certain mare found herself having confronted the wrong stallion while in Somnambula. A blindfold was tied around her eyes and ropes held her wings to her body and led from her neck to her captor’s grip. This is all a familiar scene. The mare yells, and Daring Do hears her, setting in motion a rescue attempt. Soon, the mare will be found tied to an old ruin and Daring Do will do as she always has, rescuing the mare at the last moment. However, with a simple and logical change, so changes the outcome. With a simple piece of cloth in her mouth, the mare’s cry for help was never heard, Daring Do never learned of Caballeron’s deceit, and no one ever heard from Rainbow Dash again.
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The rope around her neck yanked sharply again, Rainbow Dash spitting curses around the gag between her teeth. Her mouth was dry from the cloth, and her hooves ached from the many times she had blindly kicked a loose stone. Not for the first time, she wished the blindfold lifted from her eyes. There was a cool touch on her body, letting the mare know she was at least moving through shade now. Daring and Pinkie would be along shortly to rescue her, or she’d break her way out before long. The shade would make waiting more comfortable.
“Can’t believe this stupid bitch tried to confront us alone.” One of Caballeron’s cronies said. From his voice, Rainbow recognized him as Hench. She’d been memorizing all their names and voices when she heard them, that way she could give each a little reward for putting her through this. With a loud crack, Rainbow kicked another stone, making every stallion around her laugh cruelly. The mare’s face flushed red with fury.
“Well, remember, she’s done it before. No doubt that’s how Boss antici…anticiap…ancipated she’d do it again.”
“Yez, well,” the voice of Caballeron himself came from the front of the group, “It wasn’t hard to guess someone as attention hungry and arrogant as a Wonderbolt would act without thinking.” Rainbow would kill him when she got free.
The group moved for some time longer, still in the shade, leading Rainbow to assume they were in some oasis in the desert. Finally, they stopped, and one of the stallion’s removed Rainbow’s blindfold. Sure enough, there were lush plants growing around, and trees blocked out most of the sun's rays. From the sound of it, a small river passed through this area not far in front of them that likely brought all this life to the desert.
Nestled amongst the trees were a half dozen tents; four small ones with grey cloth, no doors flaps, and simple several cloth beddings beneath each of them; one was massive and ornate, with purple trim and gold images of animals sewn into it, Caballeron moved towards this one, and lastly there was a large (red) tent with it’s door flaps open. Rainbow Dash could see a cage inside.
“Take her inside and restrain her.” Caballeron said dismissively, walking through the flaps of his own tent. The stallion with Rainbow’s lead started tugging on it again, the rope collar forcing the furious mare forward. She was taken through the entrance to the other large tent, and Rainbow looked around what she didn’t yet realize would be her home for several days. The interior was far from bare. Ropes and chains lay across a wooden table, as well as other things the mare didn’t recognize. At the center of the tent, next to the cage was a metal collar and chain connected to a post buried into the dirt. Not long after she noticed this, the stallion leading her lifted the collar with his hooves, and clicked it shut around her neck, before untying the rope he had been using. Other stallions from the group had pressed through the entrance, but Hench, who now marched in himself, shouted them away.
“Move off, all of you! We’ll all have our chance at revenge on Daring through her little sidekick soon enough. For now, just go about getting the camp set back up and making some dinner. I’m starving, and I’m sure you all are too.” The group dispersed, leaving just Rainbow and Hench. The unicorn grinned viciously at the bound mare. Magic glowed around him as more ropes slithered towards them from the nearby table, and wound their way around the mare. Soon, Rainbow’s forehooves were tied behind her and her back hooves tied to some strange bar that disallowed her from closing her legs. All the while, the mare stared hatefully, spitting rage through her gag.
“Ah, good. The nuisance is a nuisance no more.” Caballeron said with a chuckle, Rainbow only just now seeing he had entered. The pompous slime had apparently been spending the last few minutes beautifying. His hair was slicked back again with fresh oil, and he had perfumed himself, succeeding only in mixing the sick smell of sweat with the more sick smell of cheap lavender perfume. He leaned down towards the mare’s face, briefly recoiling as she moved to headbutt him. The mare’s attempt was met with a kick to her unprotected stomach, nearly making her vomit.
“Still have some fight in her, does she?” Caballeron said, looking at Hench with amusement. “No matter, I just need her out of the way while I resume work at Somnamula. Now that she is here, I turn her over to all of you. Keep her restrained at all times, and don’t fall for any tricks. Otherwise, I leave her in your care, Hench. Do with her as you see fit.” With a flourish of a turn, hems of his shirt blowing in the wind, the gasbag Caballeron walked out of the tent. He would return to a much different mare when he came back to camp days later.
Hench walked around the perimeter of the tent, staring at Rainbow the whole time, the mare needing to twist her entire bound body to glare back. He laughed at her, Rainbow flushing with anger as she realized how pathetic she must look. Finally, as he reached the side of the tent with the entrance, Hench pokes his head outside.
“Flush, get in here and help me entertain our guest!” He yelled. So, they were going to start interrogating her now, Rainbow thought. She would tell them nothing. A new stallion, likely one who was watching over the camp before she even got here, strode in, a stupid smile on his face.
“Yeah, boss? I get first round too?” He asked, Hench just nodding greedily in response. The two stallions approached Rainbow as the mare grew uncomfortable with the way they were looking at her. It was the expression a hunter had when approaching cornered prey. Rainbow continued to chant in her head about the things she would do to them when she escaped, but for the first time, that chant was accompanied by a voice worried about what they were about to do to her.
“I get her back end.” Hench growled, lifting the mare with his magic, then sliding underneath her.
“Fine by me, Boss.” Flush said. Lifting Rainbow up by her waist, slipping under the bar holding legs, his upper body popping up between them in a way that might have looked funny under different circumstances. As the second stallion moved up, Rainbow felt something strange press against her back, and as Flush moved his sweat-soaked rag of a shirt aside, revealing his erection, she suddenly knew what she was feeling from Hench.
“You ready, you dumb brat?” The stallion whispered into her ear from behind, and that was what finally broke through the haze of denial Rainbow was in. With as much force as she could manage, she tried to roll off of Hench, but his strong hooves and magic both gripped her, barely allowing the mare to move a muscle.
“Wow! I guess she is!” Flush yelled, slapping Rainbow across her flank so hard it left a mark. The mare roared in fury into her gag, and that made Hench realize something.
“Oh yeah, we forgot about that.” He said, his magic starting to untie the cloth in her mouth. “Why don’t you go ahead and beg for us?”
“Like Tartarus!” Rainbow screamed, barely able to speak, even with the gag out, due to her dry mouth. She moved to bite Flush, but Hench wrapped a hoof around her neck, squeezing tightly.
“None of that. You’re tied up in a camp with over a dozen stallions. Hurt one of us, and we will hurt you far worse.” His grip tightened so much that Rainbow’s vision darkened from a lack of blood. “Understand?!” Hench growled loudly. Rainbow nodded, and felt the grip loose, but not release. She could breath now at least.
“I’m going to kill all of you when I get free.” The mare croaked out, making both of them laugh. Rainbow Dash felt Hench’s cock twitch against her back.
“Then I guess it’s a good thing you never will.” Moving his hips, he lined his cock up with Rainbow’s butt, and he pushed in. A scream of pain raked it’s way out of her throat, and only grew louder as her pussy was pushed into by Flush. Hench groaned as he struggled to push in more, the tight entrance stretching out of the way, the mare’s muscles gripped tightly as she pointlessly tried to push him out. His hooves, wrapped around her neck and waist as they were, gave him all the leverage he needed to ignore how unprepared her body was for him. Blood leaked around his cock, but he didn’t even pause.
“Oh! Y...You are a perfect little slut, aren’t you?” Flush mumble out, his eyes wild. He was having a much easier time. His and Rainbow’s hips slapped together noisily, Rainbow’s body showing more pleasure than she really felt as she grew more and more wet at her own rape. All the while, she screamed, at first in pain and rage, then in horror. It was her first time, and it was happening like this. She’d thought they were just going to ask her questions. Now the cage in the corner of the tent made her far more scared than it had. Hench bit Rainbow’s neck, tasting the sweat on her fur from the long, hot walk to camp. Flush gripped her legs tightly, the stallion overcome with the feeling of a virgin’s tight pussy.
Rainbow Dash wasn’t sure when she’d started crying, but now she held nothing back. The blinding pain in her ass from Hench’s punishment taking away all hope she has to focus on anything but her own misery. Tears flowed down her cheeks, and she loudly sobbed even as she screamed.
“I...I’ll kill you. I’ll break you both.” The threats were empty, and even Rainbow knew that deep down. Rough hooves felt all over her helpless body, feeling her ass and athletic stomach, slapping her roughly when she tried to fight against the ropes holding her. The mare’s body was a toy, and the two stallions played with it eagerly, not ever bothering to respond to her impotent fury. Face soaked with tears, Rainbow stopped bothering with threats. She would wait this out. An opening for escape would present itself, and there was nothing she could do without risking getting killed, not tied up like this at least. So, aside from her grunts of anger and pain, and aside from the occasional sob, the mare took her abuse.
Hench was easily the rougher of the two, which only made it worse for Rainbow that he had the tighter hole. The mare’s neck in one hoove, the other around her waist, he threw his full weight into each thrust. The mare’s clenched walls gripped so firmly, it was hard to move. Another stallion may have even found it painful. It was nothing but bliss to Hench though. The soft and warm flesh slid against his cock with a wonderful friction, his balls massaged against the mare’s backside, since he was pressed so close to each other that every thrust just ground his body against hers. Her sweat soaked fur and the blistering heat made the tent almost unbearable. If Rainbow hadn’t felt so good, he would have laughed off the idea of sex in this heat, but the mare did feel good. She was better than any willing lay he had ever had. There was something to the experience of breaking in such a tough mare that made everything feel so much better.
“You two almost done?” Came an impatient voice from outside. Flush was beyond answering, his face stamped with dumbfounded pleasure, but Hench looked up to reply. Outside the tent, a line had started. The stallion wasn’t sure when they had organized that, or how he hadn’t noticed it until then. It didn’t matter; in fact it brought a sadistic grin to his face. He leaned his face forward and licked Rainbow Dash’s neck, where he’d bitten it before, his cock continuing to plunge into her struggling body.
“Yeah, I will be in just a moment.” He replied, then, to Rainbow Dash, “You won’t be though. You’ll be at this all day.”
The mare howled savagely, but she could do nothing. Even as she felt the warm sensation of cum jetting into her ass, all she could do was yank at the unmoving ropes and yell in protest. Mere seconds after Hench had pulled out of her, another stallion had jumped into the tent and taken his place. In fact, as Hench left the tent, shooting a wink at the bound and abused mare, a third stallion entered, shoving his cock in her face. With the line of stallions outside the tent, and a full awareness of how much danger she would be in if she fought, even a mare as aggressive as Rainbow Dash knew better than to bite. The stallion had to pry her mouth open, but from the moment the cock touched her tongue, she kept her teeth away from his cock as best she could. Flush came inside of her while her mind was still focused on her suddenly full mouth, and the mare only acknowledged it with a sob. The stallion in her throat pushed into her until his cock was hilted, making Rainbow gag loudly.
“Ha! Choking that easily?” A stallion she didn’t recognize asked as he lined himself up with her already used pussy. Rainbow did her best to look at the stallion, cock in her mouth and face covered in tears. He just laughed at her more. “Drink up little missy. Drink every drop we give you like a good filly.”
Rainbow felt the stallion that had replaced Hench in her ass start to move. This one was much bigger and the mare squealed with pain as she felt him force himself in. Just an hour ago, Rainbow would have been humiliated to have made a sound like that, now all she could think about was how much she wanted what was happening to her to stop. All three holes filled, the mare was rocked in place by the stallions’ thrusting. Her body resisted on instinct, her hooves pulling against the ropes holding her, but it didn’t budge and it wouldn’t have mattered anyway with all the stallions in the tent. Eyes that had blazed with impotent rage moments ago now shimmered as all Rainbow could do was cry.
The stallions had no mercy for the bawling mare. A stallion came in her pussy and was replaced with yet another, this one at least using a tissue to clean her out first. Rainbow’s fur was growing more and more matted with cum and the mare felt the torment start to blend together. There was no way to keep count of how many used her, or how many times. Sore hips and the occasional unwanted orgasm kept the mare awake, but her vision was too blurred with tears to see straight. Hooves were on her thighs, holding her up as a stallion pressed into her, moaning as her tight walls gripped him. A stallion in her mouth moaned as her tongue slid down his shaft to the hilt and traced his balls, shooting cum deep into her throat as she unconsciously swallowed it all. The taste clung to her teeth and tongue, the cum coating her mouth. Her abdomen bulged slightly when the cocks entered her, and her strong stomach flexed and twisted as she writhed against the constant abuse. The heat was becoming unbearable, and the whole tent smelled of sweat, both from the road and from the sex.
The screams of fury were gone. The sounds from the tent were moaning, panting, and sobbing. Arguments broke out over who would get what hole when, but in the end it was all just more cocks forced into her aching body. When Rainbow hesitated even a second to accept one stallion’s cock in her mouth, he hit her viciously in her stomach and Rainbow screamed again, not in fury but pain and pure terror. The stallion just used that as a chance to shove his cock into her now open mouth, shutting the mare up in a way he found very pleasurable. Rainbow Dash struggled to suck air in, still winded from the blow as her vision grew blurrier from the pain.
Hours later, and it was finally over. Every stallion had taken a turn. Some, like Hench, had taken several. Rainbow Dash was covered in cum, both dried and fresh, and her face was streaked with tears. The last stallion locked her inside the cage that would become her home, and left her to cry herself to sleep, the fight in her gone and replaced with exhaustion. Too tired to even try and escape, she fell asleep curled up on old straw.
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Days passed like this. Then, finally, Caballeron returned, unsuccessful in his destruction of Daring Do’s career. That day, he kept Rainbow Dash to himself, and used her several times in his anger. The mare had been broken down by days of torment, and did little but softly cry. Caballeron seemed to take even more enjoyment out of that then the other stallions did.
Then, their time in the camp was over. Rainbow could tell as she looked out from her cage because the stallions were packing their tents. The mare’s ears lifted. It was over, they were giving up, and she would be free to go home. Had Pinkie already gone back, or was the earth pony still looking for her, Rainbow wondered. Then the stallions lifted the cage and set it inside one of the closed wagons. It didn’t even take Rainbow Dash a second to realize what this meant for her. They had left her tied up in the cage for the first time, a rag in her mouth and tape over her lips to keep her quiet, and now she understood why. They didn’t want her screaming for help as they took her away. The pegasus frantically screamed, her eyes wide with terror as the stallions closed the wagon door, shutting her off from the outside world.
They traveled for a full day, only stopping at night. The stallions didn’t unload anything from the wagon that wasn’t necessary for lunch, except for Rainbow Dash. She was lifted out of her cage and dragged out in front of the fire. As she screamed into her gag, hoping someone on the road could hear her, the stallions used her. The pressure in her ass hurt and the pleasure she felt from the stallion fucking her pussy was humiliating, and it lasted for more than an hour, until every stallion had gotten his turn. This happened the next day, and the next. The scenery changed, and Rainbow soon had no idea where she was or how to get home. The mare was hundreds of miles from her friends, and she knew now that she would never see them again.
Then they were in some foreign city, and Caballeron was on a stage, talking about the merits of her as a sex slave. A former Wonderbolt was a prize nopony in the underground could resist, and Caballeron left with bags of bits, with Rainbow restrained on the cold show floor until her buyer, a member of some underground group, lifted her away. She spent some time in his “service” before he sold her to another pony like him, and the process repeated. Rainbow Dash lost track of where she was or even who owned her. The chance to purchase a former Wonderbolt was one few in the underground could resist, and the money that passed around grew with every trade. For Rainbow, every experience was the same. Cocks shoved inside every orifice, cum on her fur and in her mouth, and through it all, the fire slowly died even more.
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In a quiet brothel, across the western ocean from Equestria, an aging bandit of a stallion browsed. Ten years of plundering old ruins and robbing museums had turned Hench into a rich pony, though always in service to Caballeron. Now retired, he wandered the fringes of the known world, searching for new pleasures. After flashing gold for the owner of the establishment, the various ponies enslaved there were brought out for him to choose from. Colts and fillies, stallions and mares, the place had everything he could want from his own kind. For a moment, he was disappointed that the selection didn’t include any non-pony options…, then he recognized a mane of hair, bright and prismatic. Stepping past all of the other options, Hench let out a surprised laugh.
“Rainbow Dash? What are the odds of running into you again?” He asked, mockingly. The mare was in chains, her fur worn down at the cuffs of each leg and her eyes sunken. Still, even in this state, the hate in her eyes was unmistakable.
“You recognize this one? I’ve heard she’s been traded around for some time, and she has proven popular here.”
“Oh, I would know this whore anywhere. Yes, this is the one, have her sent upstairs for me.” Hench said. The brothel owner bowed low.
“As you wish.”
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After ten years, there was no more struggle in Rainbow Dash. She didn’t remember what it felt like to have her hooves unbound, or to fly. All there was for her was service. As Hench arrived to find her neck chained to the bed, legs manacled in front of her, she did nothing to stop him. Hench mounted her from behind, and she once again felt his cock press into her ass. As the stallion enjoyed the nostalgia of fucking his favorite rape victim again, Rainbow pushed the hate she felt down. It was all his fault, everything that was stolen from her, but it was too late to matter. There was a cock to be serviced, and that was all she was for now.