Playing with your food
#1 of PWYF
Loosely based off of a comic of the same name.
Warning: Will (eventually) contain Grimdark Playing with your food By: Wolf
It was a hot summer day in Zebrica. A young mare, known as Lilly, was there as a forgin exchange student, but something went wrong. Her class was observing a savannah, as usual. But what they didn't know was that they were being hunted. Lilly was getting a drink from a small pond when she was separated from the group. "Where did everypony go?" She asked with a slight tremor in her voice. She was normally afraid of being alone and she required constant companionship. "What brings you these parts, foreigner?" A mysterious voice asked. "I-I'm a student..." "Ha! Not anymore you're not!" The stranger lunged. Lilly didn't even try to run. She just curled into a ball while the stranger blindfolded and gagged her. He lugged her onto his back and hauled her to his hideout. His hideout happened to be in a small hunting village several miles away. Lilly silently cried while the stranger foalnapped her. She lost her sense of direction and time whilst being carried away to the distant hideout. "Here we are!" The stranger exclaimed. Lilly whimpered He dropped her onto the rock floor. She burst into fresh tears. "This is a cakewalk compared to what I have planned! Stop whining!" He commanded. He ripped the blindfold off. The mare blinked several times. "Maybe I'll keep you, you don't whine nearly as much as the last pony I took," the stranger said. "Let me lay down some ground rules..." "Mmmhmm." Lilly replied. "You just broke rule number 1, only speak when I tell you to, no exceptions." Lilly started crying, she was off to a bad start. The stranger frowned. "You broke rule number 2. Absolutely no whining or crying if I have to see it. I only need your mouth for one thing and don't think I won't permanently shut it, understood?" Lilly nodded. "Rule number 3. Never try to loosen your binds, try to take them off, or do anything I see as an escape attempt. Understood?" Another nod. "Rule number 4. You may never pleasure yourself. If you obey all my rules I may grant you more privileges. Understood?" She nodded again. "Good girl..." He took a few steps back and the mare was able to get a better look. He was a grey cheetah with dark grey spots and yellow eyes. He walked over and took of her gag. "You have my permission to speak." "..." "Nothing to say?" She shook her head. "What's your name, cutie?" "Lilly... but you can call me what you want... Master." "You're catching on quick, but your name isn't important. I shall call you 'Slave.'" "Thank you, Master." Slave whispered. "Good girl. Maybe I won't eat you after all," he said. He fastened a leather collar around he neck and attached iron chains to the collar and the wall. Slave just curled into a ball and tried to fall asleep in her rocky proson. She was very nervous being alone in the pitch black room. It was cold, dark, and very lonely. She started crying again, until she had no more tears to cry. After she was out of tears she just hugged her long brown tail and tried to fall asleep again. But sleep would not come. She laid awake until her master came. "Good morning, Slave!" Her master greeted enthusiastically. She remained silent. "Oh, right. You may speak." "Good morning, Master!" Lilly beamed. "An eager one, are you?" "I was very lonely last night..." Lilly sheepishly replied. "Good... Come here slave." Lilly walked to the extent of her chains and sat, waiting for orders. "Good girl. I want you suck me, and don't even think about biting." "Y-yes, Master." She hesitantly bent down and started licking at his shaft. Little by little, she coaxed his member out of his sheath. She gently placed her lips over his erect member and drew it into her mouth. Lilly worked her tongue around his member, licking along the shaft and making little circles at the tip. "Mmmm, good Slave..." He started to push his member down her throat. Lilly started to taste a tangy liquid. She kept licking at his member, trying to get more into her empty stomach. Once his member was completely down her throat Lilly started to choke. She licked harder and tried to breath through her nose, but his member was completely down her throat. She thought she was about to pass out, but she kept sucking on his member, hoping he would finish already. "Ooooo, stop." Lilly pulled back. "Good job, Slave. I'm surprised you didn't pass out! But we're not done yet." Her master praised. She sat motionless, waiting for orders. "Alright, face down ass up," he ordered. Lilly obliged and turned away from him and pressed her face into the ground. He reared up and placed his paws on her flank and gripped tightly. Without warning, he started pressing his member into her virgin plot. She clenched her teeth. "Ooooh, you're so tight!" He exclaimed. He pressed harder and slid his member into her plot. He then started to pull out and pressed in again. He repeated the action over and over again. After several minutes he sprayed his load into her plot. He pulled out. "Mmmm, you're pretty tight," he said. "You did a good job, Slave. I'll bring you some food tomorrow." Lilly nodded and waited to see if her master needed further service. When she heard the door close she curled into a ball and started crying softly, trying not to disturb her master, if he was still in earshot. She rubbed her aching plot and tried to go sleep, but sleep was something she would not get. End of chapter 1