http://boards.4chan.org/mlp/res/16619046
http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/16619046
 
I havent even had to clean up the table yet..
>She carries you into the dimly lit room and sits you in a corner with your back to the wall
>Binding your wings around your waist, front hooves behind your back and rear legs simply together
>She shoves a balled up cloth into your mouth and wraps a piece of cloth through your mouth to behind you neck
There, now just stay right there while I get things set up for you.
>The pink horse walks out the room
 
>An hour or so later you start to regain conciousness
>You awake to hear the casual humming of the pink pony
>you still feel lightheaded and you dont exactly remember what happened after you started to walk through the kitchen
>Considering the binding you figure youre probably in a shit load of trouble
>You try to quietly wriggle the binding around your front hooves
>The pink pony is out of view but you suspect shes somewheres behind the only source of light in the room located in the middle of the room
>After a minute of writhing it actually starts to loosen up!
This is your time to pay~
This is your judgement day~
>(jeez, I dont think this pony could weird me out anymore)
>You break the binding behind your back and proceed to untie your back legs.
 
>you attempt to untie the cloth gag but you cant seem to find how to unknot it
>It's not worth the effort, you need to get the fuck out.
>You easily undo the knot around your waist holding your wings
CLANG!
>You freeze as you hear soemthing metallic and heavy hit the floor
>Her humming stops
Youre so clumsy Pinkie!~
>You hear some shuffling as she probably goes to pick up the object
>You take some slight relief to know she hasnt thought about to check up on you yet
>looking around you realize you dont see the door anymore
>You have no clue in which corner of the room youre in, theres no cracks of light coming from anywhere.
 
>You stick to the walls of the room feeling around for anything that might be a door
>Pinkie, as you assumed is most likely her name from the way she referred herself, continues to hum and sing to herself
>There was nothing no sign of a door on the wall exactly opposite to her
>(Who'd a fucking guess...)
>Pinie interupts your thoughts
Dont worry there's no way for you to get out of here.
>She knew what you were doing the entire time.
The door is locked and the cakes are away. So, I dont think we will be interupted anytime soon.
Itll be party just for two!~
>The gag still still tied as tight as ever doesnt let you respond
>You'd love to tell her to go fuck herself and let you go
>you goto undo with the gag again and something clicks in your head
>The reason why you couldnt undo it was cause you werent touching the right object
>theres some kind  of collar on your neck
 
>Its hard to see the collar though considering its under your chin
>But now that youve found the knot for the gag, you remove it
>"Hey seriously what the fuck is your pro-?!"
>Before you can finish the sentence you feel a sharp pain course through your throat and scapula
Did I ask you to talk?
>That bit of a shock really fucking hurt. To be honest you'd not enjoy another
>Pinkie almost out of nowhere rushes you and knocks you to your back
>Pinkie straddles you and holds a shiny knife up to your throat
So what game should we play first, little pony?
 
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