>the session with Rarity had been sublime
>apparently she had secretly been harboring a masochist streak in secret
>four straight hours of wanton fucking between the three of you
>after a prolonged period of basking in the afterglow, Rarity finally speaks up
"Well this was certainly...amazing...dears, but I really must be going. I have a lot of business to attend to at the shop and..."
>you and Pinkamena exchange a glance
"Going? Don't be silly, our fun is just getting started..."
>Rarity lets out a nervous chuckle
>"Whatever do you mean dear? This was certainly very satisfying, but really now, I think we've had enough for one day."
>she starts to pull at her restraints
>an annoyed look crosses Pinkamena's face
>she puts a hoof forcefully on Rarity's chest to attempt to quell her struggling
>"I don't think you heard me. You're not going anywhere Squiggletail."
>the knife is between her teeth again
 
>you add your hands to Pinkamena's hoof to assist in subduing the struggling unicorn
"Unhand me this instant you ruffians! I've played your silly game for long enough!"
>the sound of a hoof connecting with a face reverberates loudly throughout the room
>Rarity is stunned into silence, her struggling ceases
>"You really don't get it do you?" Pinkamena says, an agressive edge in her voice.
"Your marshmallow flank is MINE now. And you're gonna do what I say. Understand?"
>silence meets her words
>another hoofstrike sounds out
"I SAID, do you UNDERSTAND?"
>"Yes...I...I understand..." Rarity whimpers.
>You knew she'd come around with some persuasion
>Rarity had been much more complicit than Fluttershy had been during her week of captivity
>Pinkamena had been enjoying herself as well
>Everything had been going well
>Until the day Rarity's headgear had come loose during an intense romp
>Her horn flared to life, tugging at her restraints
>you panic as you saw the next target of Rarity's telekinesis begin to glow
>the knife
>Pinkamena struggled with the magic's pull
>instinctively, you launch yourself at the unicorn, thinking only to protect Pinkamena
>the pain is sharp as the knife finds it's mark in your back
>after months spent with Pinkamena, pain doesn't even concern you
>it accomplishes little more than to enrage you further
>your fists connect hard with Rarity's face
>her horn stops glowing as you continue to assault her
>fucking bitch, how dare she even consider hurting Pinkamena
>blow after blow pelts the now unconcious white coated mare
>blood splatters your face and fists as you unleash your fury
>you feel yourself being pulled off Rarity's limp form and starting to lose conciousness as your seething rage finally subsides
>one final thought comes to mind as the darkness takes you
>you had probably just taken your first life
>you awoke what felt like an eternity later
>your back felt like it was on fire, as did your hands
>you recalled why your back was in pain, but why were your hands...?
>you look down
>they were covered in lacerations and bruises
>it all comes crashing back
>you had murdered Rarity in your fit of rage
>the pain that wracked your body was nothing compared to the hollow feeling in your gut
>you had been prepared to do anything for Pinkamena
>even still, the knowledge that you had taken a life cut at you deeper than any blade ever could
>Pinkamena stirs beside you
>she's covered in blood
>judging from her lack of wincing and visible wounds, you surmise it isn't hers
You made quite the mess, you know.
>her words are so matter fact and disconnected from the reality of what had just unfolded
How does it feel, Anon?
>you are unsure what she means
Now you know what it means to kill somepony. Tell me...how does it feel?
>your mind is moving in a dozen different directions
>you feel a mix of disgust, apprehension, fear, self loathing...but admist it all, a realization strikes you
>one that makes you feel a mix of emotions unlike anything you'd ever experienced before
>killing Rarity had felt good
>it made you feel powerful
>you relate this strong jumble of emotions to Pinkamena
>she smiles knowingly
I felt a lot of the same things my first time too Nonny.
>you had suspected Fluttershy hadn't been her first kill
>she moves closer to you
Things got a little rough today...
>her hoof lands on your thigh
>you weakly push it off
>you are too drained emotionally and physically for anything further this evening
>she lets out an annoyed huff, but takes the hint
Your first time is pretty exhausting...you'd better get good rest tonight though.
>her tone suggests she won't be taking no for an answer next time
>you doubted you'd be doing much resting tonight though regardless