[Part 2]

>>>THREAD
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>Applejack awoke the next morning to the sound of a rooster alerting everyone to the morning sunrise
>She was still sore from the night before, her head jumping between snippets of her rough experience at the pool
>Frequently she thought back to when the man had pumped a load into her and how it made her feel
>The thought of some stranger breeding her like that was sickening, her stomach churning as she recalled the event
>What she couldn't deny was that in all her time growing through puberty into a young woman, she'd never felt that good on her own
>The idea itself was filthy but in the moment she'd forgotten everything, fixated on that carnal lust as her body reacted for her
>She'd enjoyed it for the moment it was fresh, no matter how hard she wanted to forget it the thought stayed in her mind
>("The hell is wrong with you, girl? He RAPED you!") She thought to herself
>("I couldn't control myself, it felt too good, I tried to ignore it but I couldn't...") Applejack debated in her head
>("Y'all a slut! Granny didn't raise ya a whore but looks like ya ended up one anyways.") She chastised herself
>("I didn't ask for it! I didn't want to! I couldn't help it! He made me get off and there weren't nothing I could do!") She screamed internally
>Tears started to run down her cheek
>("If that's what ya needa think to sleep at night then fine, but we both know the truth.") Applejack argued internally
>("To hell with you, this ain't my fault...") she responded
>Applejack wiped the tears from her face and proceeded to get dressed
>She slid out of her PJs and got together a fairly plain set of clothes
>A pair of jean shorts, fairly modest in length
>A plain button up shirt
>A fresh set of panties with a matching bra
>She looked in her mirror, her nude frame on display
>A tell tale handprint was visible on her ass
>She looked away

>Applejack put on her bra, a fairly plain B cup
>Next she threw on her shirt, buttoning up the front carefully
>She grabbed a pair of plain socks, having forgotten them initially, and pulled them on
>They stopped just before the knee, they had a white base with a blue line before the top that ran around her leg
>She reached for her panties, a simple set of cotton briefs with a light blue color to them
>She pulled them on like any other day, pulling them tight to her frame
>As the fabric reached her pussy, she felt a tingling sensation
>Quickly she drew them back down, looking over her crotch
>Her pussy still had a light red tint to it, tender and sensitive to the touch
>The cotton felt rough against it, tickling and itching as she tried to gently get the article on
>She pulled the panties up slowly the rest of the way, laying on her bed to see if the felling would subside
>It refused to die down, the longer she waited the more intense it grew
>Her breath grew hot as her heart began to pick up it's pace ever so slightly
>It was that same feeling, the one she got after waiting a bit to long between letting off steam
>("No, I-I can't do this right now, especially after last night, it's wrong...") she thought to herself
>The sensation still refused to go away, the fabric of her panties irritated her in just the right way
>Applejack continued to lay back on her bed, waiting for her desire to fizzle out
>It wouldn't though, if anything the longer she waited the worse it got
>She contemplated just taking the panties off, maybe she could just go without them today
>It's not like she'd be around anyone she knew, it was Saturday and she could stay home all day
>Applejack looked over at her shorts, the denim pattern on them seemed to make a good case against her plan
>Maybe she could sit in bed all day on her phone, just relax and take her mind of things
>She wouldn't even need to wear her panties then
>It was settled, she'd spend the day in bed doing nothing

>Applejack raised her head and looked back at her panties, a visible damp spot had appeared on them
>She dropped her head into the covers in frustration, running her hands down her leg and hooking her thumbs along the waistband of her blue, moistened panties
>Finally she pulled them down and off, a thin trail of sticky discharge following them for a short moment before snapping and fading from view
>The action that she thought would bring respite to her discomfort only seemed to worsen her problems
>The cool air of her room brushed against her pussy, the precum from between her lips and the fabric that had remained cooled against her skin
>Now her crotch tingled with the discomfort brought by the contact of her fabric as well as the cooling sensation of her exposed pussy
>Her body began to sweat, she could feel the cooling sensation wash over her as she lay in bed in her shirt and socks, her panties sitting half way down her lower legs
>("Just get it over with, this ain't gettin any easier...") She instructed herself
>She closed her eyes and pressed her head back into her mattress, sighing as she came to grips with what needed to be done
>Taking a deep breath, she exhaled
>She drew her legs into the bed, undoing the buttons on her shirt
>Applejack tossed her top to the side of the room, not wanting to get it soaked in sweat as she still wanted to wear it some time
>Sitting in nothing more than her bra and socks, she rolled on her side and brought the covers up above her shoulders
>She again closed her eyes, her head resting on her pillow as her golden blond hair wrapped around in front of her
>Reaching a finger down her belly, she began to make her way to her needy entrance
>It felt dirty to do it, like she was giving in to some sort of depraved sin
>She knew she couldn't wait it out though, her mind kept drawing itself back to the sensation between her legs
>("I-I gotta just make it quick, I can't sit here all day inna state like this.") She thought

>Applejack slipped her hand between her legs, gently brushing it against her pussy
>Even the soft contact of her hand sent sensual shockwaves through her body
>She immediately got to work, rubbing her lips with a rough touch
>It felt great, she knew it wouldn't take long
>Quickly she stroked herself, up and down her hole she went, her fingers becoming lightly coated in her juices
>Her heart began to race faster and faster, the beat becoming more and more pronounced
>Applejack's knees drew themselves up, involuntarily putting her into a soft fetal position
>It didn't stop her, she continued to rub through the gap in her thighs
>She pressed harder and harder as she went, her fingers occasionally slipping inside briefly
>It wasn't enough, she dug her fingers in manually all the way, circling the inside of her pussy rapidly
>Her free hand came up to her left breast, groping it as she toyed with herself violently
>She rolled her face into the pillow, muffling her moans as she drew closer
>The feeling was perfect, her hips shook with every twitch of her fingers
>The tingling grew from her crotch and enveloped her whole lower torso, everything from her hips to her ass bubbling with pleasure
>Suddenly, it hit
>Like an explosion of ecstasy, her whole body tensed up as she climaxed, her fluid leaking ever so slightly down the side of her thigh and on to the sheets she lay on
>She screamed into her pillow in pleasure, the sound was barely audible
>Everything loosened up, she felt relaxed, it was almost as good as the first time she discovered how to get off
>A wave of dopamine hit her brain, she felt comfortable
>She felt tired
>Applejack rolled her head back, the spot where she'd pressed herself was damp with drool
>She closed her eyes
>("Y'all know that was proper filthy, right?") she thought to herself
>She rolled her eyes
>("Give it a rest.") she internally replied
>She didn't feel right doing it, but it had to be done
>She couldn't just lie there like that

>Applejack held her eyes shut, trying to ride the afterglow into a pleasant nap before she started to think about the implications too much
>On the up side, her pussy was back to just being a bit sore, if a bit more numb
>She could feel the pull of sleep taking her away
>She'd think about it all later
>Now she needed to rest
>*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!*
>"Y'all comin out today Applejack?!" shouted Granny
>The sudden noise startled AJ, she nearly jumped out of bed
>"N-Nah, I ain't feelin so great today, gonna rest up!" Applejack feigned
>"Well alrighty then, ya get some 'Z's in there and feel better, I'll be back when supper's on." Granny replied
>"Sounds fine, Granny." AJ replied, the adrenaline wearing off
>Again she faded into sleep
>This time for real
>The last thing she could feel was the warmth of her sheets and the cool cum on her inner legs
>She passed out just fine

>When AJ awoke, she could see the sun setting
>It had to be getting near supper time, Granny would likely be by any minute
>She rolled over and rose to a sitting pose, still only clad in her bra and socks
>Her eyes rolled down to look at her pussy, it was still slightly red but the tenderness had subsided
>Taking her chance, she reached under the covers in search for her panties, she must have kicked them off while she was "attending to her needs"
>Eventually she grasped them, pulling them out and softly redressing in them
>It didn't sting or tickle now, she figured she'd be fine to get up and move around the house finally
>Applejack came to her feet and redressed herself in the clothes she'd intended to wear that day, fixing her bra and relaying her breast inside it
>("So ya wanna talk about this?") she wondered to herself, another left vs right brain dialogue starting to take shape in her head
>("Ya know, I'd rather not.") she internally responded
>("Aight, ya gonna at least tell someone what happened last night?") she asked herself
>("I dunno, it was probably a one off thing, ain't no reason to get into a fuss about it.") she considered
>("Sugar cube, you were raped.") the thought came to mind, confronting the reality of the situation
>("It weren't so bad, I still felt pretty good by the end.") she responded, trying to come up with an excuse
>("Darlin, that man violated you and probably knocked you up, how're y'all gonna explain that to Granny when it comes up?") she reminded herself
>("Look, I can't be dealin with this right now, I gotta get my head straight to go eat dinner.") she thought, brushing it off
>("Fine, but ya gotta think about this soon, if ya remember right, he expects us there again tonight...") she recalled
>The thought filled her with dread
>Instantly she went from feeling calm and at peace to nearly panicking
>("Ah god, what do I do?") she desperately wondered

>She could feel her heart beat faster, her breath got shallower and hotter
>("Ah sweet Jesus, what if he knows where I live?") she frantically worried
>She could picture him showing up in the middle of the night, climbing to her window and again taking her at gunpoint
>Her lungs clawed for air against the beat of her heart
>Her head started to spin, she could see stars
>Quickly she sat herself down on the bed, her hand on her chest
>Closing her eyes she drew a deep breath, trying to catch her breath
>("I'll have to go back, I'll just deal with it when it happens, maybe I can talk him out of it, he's already seen everything and had his way, I'm sure he'll be tired of me soon.") she reasoned
>Satisfied with her admittedly flimsy plan, she began to calm down
>Applejack stood and made her way to the door, exiting her room and going to meet the family for dinner
>On the stairs a sinister thought came to mind
>("What if he kills you?")
>She stopped in her tracks on the last step, the question echoed in her mind like a scream from the depths of a long cave
>("He won't, if he wanted to do a corpse he'd have shot me last night...") she reasoned, slightly sickened by the nature of what she was pondering
>It took every fiber of her will to force the subject out of her mind
>She took her place at the table, showing no signs of the internal conflict she'd just had
>The meal was uneventful, the conversation boring as usual
>Applejack finished her meal first and cleared her place, walking to the kitchen door
>"Y'all feelin any better there?" Granny asked
>"Huh? Oh yeah, fine now, thanks for checkin though." AJ responded
>"Headed back to bed? Y'all ain't goin for another swim tonight?" Granny inquired
>"Ah might, maybe later though, gonna relax a bit more." AJ explained
>Granny smiled warmly
>"Aight, sugar cube, don't stay out too late." Granny instructed
>"Will do." AJ replied
>Applejack returned to her room and fell into bed, drawing her phone from the nightstand

>She looked over her texts, she'd gotten a few from her friends
>Mostly asking if she wanted to come hang out that day
>She replied to the group chat
>"Sry gals, not feelin all there today, gonna take it slow." she wrote
>"Sounds fine, get well AJ, can't hit the beach if you're sick, lol" Rainbow replied
>"Indeed, get some rest Applejack, hope to see you tomorrow." Rarity responded
>"Awwww get well soon!" Pinkie messaged
>"That sucks, hope you feel better soon." Twilight replied
>"Yeah, being sick's never fun." Sunset commented
>"I'm sorry to hear that AJ! Hope you get some rest." Fluttershy added
>Her friends concerns brought her a smile, it felt nice to know they cared
>She pondered telling them what happened
>("Nah, I don't wanna make them worry, I can take care of myself.") She reassured herself
>Applejack closed her messages and went to browse the internet, she had a secret taste for imageboards and pointless argument with people she didn't know
>It was petty but the pointlessness of it all made it fun
>She had 3 hours to wait anyways, after that it would be 8 PM, right about when she showed up last night
>While navigating to her go to shitposting home, she received a message
>It was from an unknown number
>"Tonight, don't forget, bring something scanty." the text read
>Instantly she knew who it was
>"How did you get this number?" she sent
>"While you were swimming I took through your phone, really need a better code than '1111'" he replied
>She never thought she'd have need for a decent passcode, she never kept anything personal on her device
>"Fine, what do you mean by 'scanty'?" Applejack asked
>It took some time for his reply
>It was an image, a stripper looking girl with a high cut skirt and a tube top, boots that came over her knees and stocking that reached even higher, stopping at her thighs
>She thought about what she had that even came close
>"I don't have a top like that." She replied
>The man began to make a reply once more

>"That's fine, I'm more worried about that skirt" his reply read
>"Oh and throw on a nice bikini on under it all something with strings" he quickly followed with
>Applejack looked at her closet, she had a bikini but hadn't worn it since late Jr. High
>It never felt right, showed more skin that she was comfortable with
>"I don't think I have 1" she lied
>"Get one" he replied almost instantly
>It wasn't a choice at this point
>"Ok" she responded
>Her heart sank as she came to grips with what was going to happen
>She could already picture him groping and stripping her
>Applejack forced the thought from her mind, if she went tonight it might be the end of it
>Surely he wouldn't stay hooked on her for more than a few nights
>"I'll be there at 8:30, wait in the pool room for me to show up" the man stated
>"Ok" she halfheartedly replied
>Applejack rose from bed and started prepping her outfit
>She dumped her bag from the last night
>The clothes she wore fell into a pile, a reminder of what happened
>Her panties were at the top, she recalled not being able to find them
>She kicked them to a corner of the room, later to be brought down for cleaning
>Opening her closet, she looked at the image he'd sent
>She quickly found a skirt she wore last year as part of a Halloween costume, it was about as short as the picture girl's, she'd had to sneak out with it to go to a party with her friends
>She knew if Granny saw it she'd be in trouble, even if she just planned to wear it as a joke around her good friends
>Applejack tossed it onto the bed, along with a pair of white thigh-highs that matched the length in the image
>Next she drew the bikini that had been stowed away for a while
>It was made from a nylon fabric, smooth to the touch but hardly absorbent 
>She held the bottom up to her lower torso
>It barely stretched far enough to meet the edge of her waist
>It could be retied but she knew it would feel tight
>Next she searched for a top that would look sleezy

>She found a tank top, deep blue in color and cotton in material
>It would have to do, she tossed it too onto her bed
>Finally she reached in and grabbed a towel to take with her
>Checking the time she still had an hour to wait
>Applejack decided to begin changing, stripping her shorts and shirt with ease
>Next she slid down her panties and kicked them off, moving to her bra and remove it
>Lastly she peeled off her socks, dropping them to the floor
>She began to redress herself as instructed
>Applejack slipped the thigh-highs over her feet, slowly pulling them up
>They went to about 3" from her crotch, looked almost like leggings
>Next she began to put on the bikini, undoing all the knots on both pieces
>She started with the bottom, lifting the untied clothing against her pussy
>Then she pulled the strings to meet, only having just enough to get a bow done on the one side before attempting to do up the other
>It sat low on her torso, were she not shaved you could likely see the top of her pubes
>The top of her ass sat almost completely exposed, the space between her cheeks fairly visible
>She'd certainly filled out in the back since she last wore this
>There was no way she'd actually go swimming in it, one strong current and the whole thing could fall off
>She gave the back a gentle tug, trying not to put stress on the strings
>It only caused the front to slide forward
>This was fine, at least her ass was covered enough that she could sit around the pool and not be ogled at as much
>Next she started to attach the top
>The patches meant to cover her breasts fully were barely enough to make it around her mounds
>Her nipple nearly peaked through the top and the sides of her tits were on display
>It didn't fit in the slightest, sadly she didn't have a choice
>Finally she drew on her tank top and pulled up her skirt, zipping the back and carefully sitting down to not pop the strings
>She felt like she wasn't even dressed

>Her skirt showed off the entirety of the front of her lower bikini
>That and all the parts it didn't cover
>She could feel it ride up in the back
>Applejack pulled the tight bottom by it's sides from between her cheeks
>She looked at her phone once again
>8:00
>Still uneasy about walking through town the way she was, she threw on a long coat she had for winter
>You couldn't even see her skirt under it though her thigh-highs looked enough like a pair of leggings that she figured she could get away with it
>She readied her self and made for the front door, most of the Apples had gone to sleep not long ago and Mac would probably be out in the fields with his friends, they often sat beneath the stars and drank together through the night
>Quietly Applejack slipped through the front door and down the drive to the main road, town was just around the corner
>The pool wasn't far anyways, no more than a 10 minute walk
>She arrived uneventfully
>It seemed like no one was in, which was normal for 8:10 PM
>She made her way into the entrance and found the door for the change room
>She dropped her bag on the bench and removed her jacket, preparing to strip down to her bikini
>A voice came from behind the lockers
>"Slow down, let me get a good look." a familiar voice said
>Applejack turned to face the same man that had forced himself on her last night
>He stood there completely bare, same as the night before
>Applejack froze as he approached
>Standing right next to her, he ran his hand through her hair
>Then down along her shoulder
>Then over her breast
>Then across her belly
>Then finally bellow the bottom of her skirt, lifting it to expose what she'd worn underneath
>"I know I said wear something skimpy," the man started "but this is pretty choice slutwear."
>He ran his hand over Applejack's pussy, pressing gently against the fabric covering her slit
>She could feel the warmth of his hand radiating through the cloth
>"You did good tonight." the man complemented

>"You even showed up early." he remarked
>The man pulled Applejack against his firm body
>"I think you deserve a special treat for being so obedient." the man insisted
>She wasn't sure what he meant and she was too frightened to ask
>He began to lift off her top, she moved her arms so he could better pull the fabric off
>His eyes ran over her bikini top
>"You make such a cute little slut..." he stated
>"L-Let's just get this over with..." Applejack said
>The man chuckled
>"Don't worry, I won't work you like last night, I'm sure you're still sore." he reassured her
>Applejack felt her soul lift, maybe he'd be quick
>His hand ran down her back and to the zipper for her short skirt, gripping it and dragging it down
>With a quick tug, it fell to the ground
>His hand continued, groping her ass cheek as it came in contact
>The grip was painful, her bikini slipped back into the space between her cheeks
>She let out a soft yipe
>"You ever used this thing before?" the man asked, drawing his head next to her's
>("H-He wouldn't...") she thought
>"N-No. Please don't. It won't fit." She begged
>The man laughed and walked away
>He returned after rummaging through a bag with a bottle in hand
>Some kind of tinted, clear liquid
>"A bit of this should fix that." he explained
>("Oh god, there's no way it'll fit.") Applejack thought to herself, starting to panic
>She felt her stomach churn, her heart race
>Her head began to spin as she felt like she'd vomit from the anxiety
>The man stood against her once more
>Before she could react he grabbed her arm
>With one motion he forced her across the bench, her knees against the floor as her belly sat atop it
>"No! Please!" Applejack begged
>The man didn't respond, pulling the lid off the bottle with his teeth as he forced her down with one hand
>He placed the bottle to her side as she struggled, using his hand to pull off her bottom
>His cold fingers ran between her cheeks as he groped her ass and prodded her hole
>AJ screamed

>"Please! For the love of god! Don't do this!" she cried out "You'll kill me!"
>Tears poured down her face as she tried to free herself
>"No one's here, you can scream all you want if it makes you feel better." the man responded "One way or another, I'm taking your ass."
>He reached for the bottle and began to pour it's slick contents all over her ass
>The cold fluid dripped all over
>Applejack began to cry aloud, sobbing and begging for him to not do it
>The man ran his finger into her asshole, slipping lubricant inside her
>Even that felt like too much, her hole feeling tight around it
>"Please! Please!" Applejack sobbed
>The man chuckled to himself, pulling his finger from inside
>He pressed his member against her asshole
>Applejack shook with horror at what was about to happen
>She could imagine it, he'd go in and rip her in half only for her to bleed out and die soaked in his seed and a pool of her own blood
>The man, now aimed, reached forward for her shoulder
>With one thrust his tip popped through
>Her ass burned with a sharp pain
>Applejack screamed as she felt the shock ripple through her body
>The man continued forcing himself deeper into her, almost spurred on by her cries of pain
>She felt herself stretch as he took her deeper
>There was no pleasure in this for her
>Finally the man bottomed out, his balls resting against her pussy
>Applejack caught her breath between sobs
>"See, that wasn't so bad was it?" the man calmly remarked
>"I-I can't feel my legs.." Applejack stated
>Almost everything below her waist had gone numb, the only thing she could feel was her ass in searing pain
>Her panting turned into wheezing as the feeling from her backside throbbed
>She heard the sound of some sort of liquid splatter against the floor beneath her
>The air began to smell faintly of ammonia 
>"Heh, you shoulda gone before we started." the man remarked
>Instantly she knew what that sound was

>She'd been so numb from the waist down that she didn't feel herself lose control of her bladder
>As either a response to the pain or from the sheer terror of what she was experiencing, she'd pissed herself
>Her hot urine ran down her legs and onto the floor, completely unnoticeable to her senses
>The man began to pull back and move to getting into the motions once more
>Again the pain roared up from inside
>Immediately, Applejack returned to crying as the pain began to overwhelm her once more
>The man only thrust harder the more she begged for him to stop, his speed hindered by the lack of room available to his cock
>All AJ could do was sit and take it, her asshole burning like someone had stuck a hot poker in it
>Her face was soaked from her tears, her voice grew hoarse from the endless screaming
>She felt broken physically
>Her energy faded as she continued to take thrust after thrust and cry out in pain
>"P-Please..." she wheezed, her head now lying against the bench as her eyes stared off into the distance
>She couldn't cry anymore, her throat hurt too much and her chest was sore just breathing
>The man began taking hard, deep strokes
>"Don't worry, we're almost done." he explained, patting her on the back as he continued to rape her
>Applejack had faded, she was only there in body while her mind refused to respond
>All that was real was the pain, the rest of the world seemed non-existent compared to how intense it hurt
>The thrusting stopped
>Finally she felt a hot splattering inside her asshole
>The man pulled out of her, his load dripping down from her ass as it gaped from his forced entry
>The seed carried with it tints of blood as it leaked out, not much but enough to discolor splotches of the man's cum
>Her rapist released his hands on her shoulder
>Applejack collapsed onto her side, rolling into a fetal position
>His cum continued to leak from her as she sat, pooling beneath her ass and staining her thigh-high socks a light pinkish white

>The man walked away from her and again went through his bag
>When he returned she could feel a prick in her neck, right on the jugular
>"There, that should take care of the pain soon, watch your step on the way out." He stated
>Slowly the pain began to subside as her whole body felt numb
>She also started to wake up from her comatose state
>"Wh-What was that?" she asked, terrified at what he had given her
>"Painkillers and Stimulants, that's all you need to know." he said
>"I don't want to do this anymore, please leave me alone..." Applejack asked, regaining coherency as she felt herself start to go numb
>"I don't know about that, who'd I spend the nights with if I let you go?" the man jokingly replied
>Applejack didn't respond, she felt trapped and like any response she gave would only merit a similar retort
>"By the way, some of your friends look almost half as good as you do." the man stated
>Applejack looked up at the man, he was going through her phone
>"No! Leave them alone! You can do what you want with me but they don't get involved in any way!" she shouted, her anger cutting through her pain and sorrow
>"We'll see." the man ominously responded
>"I'll kill you if you touch them!" Applejack cried out, enraged at the thought that her friends might come to any form of harm
>"Good luck with that." the man laughed
>He booted her square in the ass cheek
>Applejack cried out in pain once more, her voice almost torn by the stress it had been under
>"I'll send these contacts to myself, thanks for listing the addresses." the man mockingly remarked "Oh and I have your messenger account now so if you warn any of them I'll know and you won't live long enough to see me get to them."
>Applejack began to sob again as she lay in her mess
>"Now, I'll be seeing you again tomorrow." the man stated
>"Wear the same thing, I'll spare your ass next time." he commanded
>Applejack nodded as tears streamed from her eyes
>"Good girl." the man said, patting her gently

>Applejack waited for him to leave then attempted to stand
>The pain in her legs returned, her ass burned as she stood and dripped cum to the floor
>She fell forwards and landed on he palms, instead crawling herself to the showers on fours
>Applejack reached up and turned on the tap, hot water bathing her clean of the mess the man had made her into
>("You should have told someone.") she thought
>Again she started to sob
>("I didn't know...") she reasoned
>("Didn't know? He raped you at gunpoint and demanded you show up looking like a stripper!") her mind retorted
>("I didn't think anyone else would get hurt...") she excused
>("Yeah well, they did, and it's your fault all because y'all wanted to get ravaged again!") her mind struck at her
>("I didn't! I had no idea if I'd be safe at home! ") she internally responded
>("Bullshit! I remember what you did this morning when you woke up, you're a filthy slut!") her head accused her
>("No! I had to! You know I did! You were there!") she responded
>("I saw you get off like a bitch in heat! Face it, you're a disgusting whore and your craving for cock has gotten your asshole ruined and your friends placed in the sights of some mad rapist!") her mind screamed at her
>AJ sobbed harder under the water, rolling over onto her side as she flung her fist at the wall
>"That's not true!" she cried out, shaking as the hot water ran over her
>She lay for a while beneath the stream of water, the pain in her back end slowly subsiding to the point where she could stand and clean herself of properly
>Applejack stepped out of the shower and redressed herself, stripping her now soaked thigh socks that she'd been unable to remove in the shower
>She rung them out and placed them in her bag, grabbing the rest of her clothes
>The top to her bikini was mostly dry, the fabric hadn't retained much water
>She threw on the bottom, tieing it loosely and drawing on her skirt once more
>She put on her top then wrapped herself in her jacket

>She made it home with little incident, the cocktail he'd stuck her with hampered her steps a bit but not enough to prevent movement
>Finally home, she quietly entered and made her way to her room
>Everyone was still asleep
>She entered her room, stripped bare and fell into bed
>Her ass was still sore as could be
>The covers were warm though
>Applejack stared at the ceiling as she lay in bed
>The stims he'd given her had begun to ware off
>Slowly she drifted to sleep, her throat sore, her ass on fire
>She faded into unconsciousness