Fashion Horse Abuse Writing 2

>Applejack takes a deep breath and knocks on Carousel Boutique's front door.

>She tries to stop fidgeting as she hears hooves approach. The door swings open, and there she is. Rarity.

>Applejack can't help but stare her over. It's been so long since the last time they met, and she looks just as good.

>"Rares... Ah just want to say, about that night." Applejack pauses, not knowing what to say next.

>"Oh my dear Applejack, please, come in! You don't have anything to apologize to me about." Rarity ushers her in, locking the door behind her.

>"Uh, Mr. Handy ain't around, is he?" Applejack looks around worried. The last time she ran into Anon was uncomfortable, and that was in public.

>Her heart drops as Anon stomped into the show room. "And why don't you want to see me, Applejack?"

>He approaches her, and Applejack backs up, noticing how tall the angry human really was. "Could it be that you feel guilty about something? Homewrecker?"

>"Anon, please, you promiseeeed." Rarity's voice has a pleading tone, and Anon stops, still clenching his fists.

>She turns to Applejack, and Applejack can't help but look at her. "Now, Applejack, as I was saying, you owe me no apology."

>"But you do owe Anon an apology, which is why I called you over." Applejack looks over at Anon, standing there, gloating, and her anger rises.

>She never liked Anon, even more so after he started dating Rarity, and saying sorry to this shaved monkey ain't happening.

>Applejack turns and points at Anon, shaking her hoof. "Now look here you-" Anon interrupts her with a sucker punch, and Applejack goes down.

>She's a tough pony tho, and she's back on her hooves soon. "Like slapping ponies around, do ya Anon?" Maybe those rumors are true. Anon's gonna pay.

>Anon doesn't look worried. "Rarity," he barks out. "Show the bitch her place." Applejack is rushing Anon when she feels Rarity grab and lift her in the air.

>Applejack floats in the air, legs kicking out. "Rarity, put me down!" Her heart breaks as Rarity turns away, tears starting to well up in her eyes.

>Anon grabs Rarity's head and turns it back to watch. "This one's a kicker. Wrap her up tight and quiet." Rolls of fabric float in the air towards AJ.

>"And don't look away." Anon shoves Rarity back, and turns to Applejack. "Gave you a chance, AJ. Rarity begged and begged, and I was going to let you apologize."

>Applejack barely hears him. She ignores the feeling on her muzzle being wrapped shut, her legs being bound together painfully tight.

>She's focused on Rarity's sobbing face, her mascara already dripping down in ugly black streaks. Applejack still thinks she's the most beautiful pony she ever met.

>"But you had to be a fucking mud pony about it." Rarity wipes the tears from her left cheek with her hoof, also removing the makeup concealing an angry bruise.

>Anon yanks away her hat, and Applejack pulls herself away from Rarity's large tearful eyes, still staring at her.

>Applejack tries to yell a complaint, but in her bound state all she can do is grunt. She realizes now that she's in trouble. Big trouble.

>"Enough, hold her a little lower." She tries to squirm out, but Rarity has her wrapped up like a pig on the way to market.

>The sound of cloth and metal hitting the ground behind her. Anon yanks her tail up and away from, exposing her. Applejack whimpers.

>She turns back to Rarity, silently begging her to stop, to stand up to Anon. Rarity's hindquarters dance up and down, tail raising and lowering.

>Rarity has stopped crying now, and she's mouthing something over and over again to Applejack. Applejack thinks it's "Sorry".

>Anon speaks up again. "I'll just to have to take that apology out in trade then." She feels something warm press against her dock.

>Applejack's never been with a stallion, waiting for marriage like a good little pony, but she's a farmer. She's seen her livestock rut each other.

>She still denies the possibility that could be Anon's cock. She knows Rarity would never watch that happen to her.

>Rarity loves her, Applejack knows this, even if she's with Anon. She showed it that beautiful night they spent together.

>Applejack's heart races faster as Anon places his hand on her muscular thigh, stroking it with four fingers. Rarity blushes, tail raised high.

>Applejack is sure that Anon's just gonna spank her a few times, then let her go. She's telling herself this as Anon's thumb circles her pucker.

>Anon's thumb presses in now. She feels sick that someone would touch her back there in such a filthy place.

>"One nice thing about you ponies," Anon grabs Applejack's floating body, lining her up just right. "Don't even need lube back here."

>Anon pulls Applejack onto him in one swift action. She can't even breathe, overwhelmed by the intense pain of her tight ring being stretched so roughly.

>He starts shifting his hips back and forth, pressing deeper into Applejack. Muzzled, bound, floating, the only thing she can do is keen softly.

>Rarity walks over to Applejack. For a second Applejack thinks she's going to rescue her, but all Rarity does is start stroking her head.

>"I'm deeply sorry, Applejack, but you... I... we hurt Anon so much," Rarity says in a husky voice. "You should have apologized, darling."

>Applejack flinches as Anon thrusts especially deep. Rarity kisses her throat and whispers in her ear, "Just try to enjoy it. I learned to."

>As Anon uses her as a piece of meat, Applejack clings to the fact that Rarity still cares for her, is still looking out for it.

>Rarity bites the tip of her ear, and Applejack feels a familiar heat build in her loins, distracting her from the pain.

>"Anon, I'm sure Applejack's learned her lesson by now. Won't you let her apologize?" Anon stops thrusting, still buried balls deep in Applejack's ass.

>"Almost there," Anon growls, and returns to his task. Applejack feels lightheaded, Rarity's touch intoxicating her as always.

>Anon lets out a moan, and pulls out until just the tip is in her. Applejack feels him spurt in her bowels, feels something start to drip and run down her thigh.

>"Finally." Anon wipes himself off with her tail, leaving it a sticky mess. "Well, can't have the bitch go home like that. Lick her clean."

>Rarity doesn't move for a second, and Anon stamps his foot. "Do I need to get the belt, Rarity?"

>"N-no, of course, no, Anon." Rarity spins the earth pony in the air, and Applejack is torn between shame, disgust and arousal.

>She trembles as Rarity places her head near her cunt, as she did that one glorious night, again feeling Rarity's heavy hot breath between her legs.

>Anon looks her in the eye as Rarity starts to lap his cum from her hindquarters. "Mine, Applejack." She feels herself start to shudder.

>He bends down and whispers into Applejack's ear. "You tell the guards, and I'll kill her. And I'll tell her why first." He stalks off.

>Applejack feels her entire body tense up as Rarity's tongue dives into her abused pucker. "Get her out of here," Anon yells from the other room.

 

 

 

 

 

>The next night, Rarity hears a knock on the door. Anon looks up from his book, and looks at her. "And you're not getting it because?"

>Rarity hurries over the door and opens it, dreading who it could be. She gasps when she sees Applejack standing there, head down. Anon raises an eyebrow.

>"Ah'm not here to cause trouble or anything, Anon," Applejack says in a downtrodden voice. "Uh, can we talk?"

>Anon beckons her in with a twist of his hand, points at the door, and then at his feet. Rarity closes the door and then sits at Anon's feet.

>She's grown quite skilled at interpreting his gestures, and the bruise on her cheek from the last time she made a mistake is healing nicely.

>Applejack stands in front of Anon, trying to meet his gaze, but sneaking what she probably thinks are subtle glances at Rarity.

>Anon puts his hands together, covering his mouth. "Go on then, Applejack. I'm listening."

>Applejack gulps. "Well, first ah wanted to apologize. I'm awfully sorry for coming in between you and Rarity." Anon remains silent.

>"And for last night, I, uh, realized I was rude and shouldn't have tried to jump you, Anon. I, I, I won't tell anyone."

>Anon nods, and smiles at her. "Good, I'm glad you realized that was the best thing to do." His smile fades. "Now leave."

>Applejack shuffles her hoof on the floor. "Well, the thing is... I know Rarity's yours and all, but..." Anon doesn't respond.

>"Ah was wondering if we could share her. With your permission, of course." Rarity faints, and then gets up when Anon glares at her.

>He motions without speaking, and Applejack rushes her words out to fill the void. "It's just. Well, you see. I really love her, I do."

>"And ah think she loves me, though of course as not much as she loves you, Anon. Again, ah'm really sorry. Likes me, maybe."

>Anon says nothing, although he puts a possessive hand on Rarity's head. Applejack notices that Rarity's eyes are shining, and decides to go for it.

>"And maybe some part of me..." Applejack's voice trails off. "Ah did enjoy last night, near the end, you know. A little."

>She doesn't mention it was the most powerful orgasm she ever had. Even stronger than the night she and Rarity broke Anon's heart.

>Anon looks away. "Rarity's mine, Applejack. She's my mare, I love her, and I'm not sharing her with anyone. Anypony."

>Rarity twirls and grabs his leg. "Aaaanon! Please? I do care for her, but of course not the way I love you! Please please please please please-"

>Anon puts a finger on Rarity's lips, and she stops. "Well." He sighs. "We don't need a pony coming in between us. A pony, that is."

>He smiles at Applejack, and she shivers. "But we could use a pet. An obedient little pet who knows if she ever disobeys she'll never be let in here again."

>"How does that sound to you, Applejack?" Anon's grin widens. "I don't expect you to last long, but who knows? Maybe even a dirt pony can learn."

>Applejack wants to protest, wants to scream in Anon's face, but when she looks at Rarity curled up at his feet she just can't.

>She won't ever be Rarity's very special somepony, but she can at least be with her this way. "Ah... accept." Rarity's cry of joy tells her it'll be enough.

>It has to be.

 

 

 

Request prompt:

3) Anon decides that if rarity fucked Applejack he can fuck her too, invites her to his house and rapes her. Applejack begs rarity for help, but she's too afraid to do anything. Rarity and Applejack never talk again.