You stand on your hind legs over the front of the little pegasis, stroking your member and lording over her. Flutterslave's face is still pressed into the mattress. She tilts her head up from the tear stained mattress and looks up at you with a pair of large blue eyes, hindquarters shaking in fright with her exposed flank still raised high in the air. She is still aroused from the previous treatment you gave her, pungent liquids flowing from her most sensitive parts, but at the same time her heart is filled with an abject terror that you have seen in quite a few little fillies. You coarsely grab the scruff of her mane and exclaim "GET OVER HERE". You lift her up with an incredible force. Flutterslave lets out a little yelp, all she can muster at this point in time. Your throbbing cock is now at eye level with her, she shuts her eyes trying not to look as if it will somehow save her from this experience.
"Open wide"
The yellow pegasis turns its head to the side, refusing to comply. After all this, this bitch still has some fight left in her. Well, its time to make her fight. Fight for air! You pull a plastic bag out of your tool kit and place it over her head, sealing it around her slender neck. Startled, Flutterslave starts to panic, consuming more and more of her now limited supply of oxygen. The bag, expanding and contracting with each breath starts to fog up and obscures her frightened expression. Her breathing starts to slow rapidly as her mind starts to falter and her life starts to drain from her body. You can see her knees weaken, so you pull off the bag. Flutterslave responds by taking in a huge breath of air, mouth wide open and panting you take this opportunity to thrust your thick black cock down her throat. Her eyes widen as she instinctively tries to pull her head back, but you have a firm hold on her mane so her struggling is largely in vein and only serves to excite you more. She twists her head back and forth with her legs squirming about, but your cock remains lodged deep in her throat. At this point Flutterslave is clearly having trouble breathing your member completely blocking all oxygen intake. It would be a shame to have her pass out so soon, so you quickly pull out and let her take in a few frantic gasps of air before plunging your stiff cock back down her throat. You continue to violate her throat in just such a fashion, never letting her breath more than necessary to keep her conscience. In the process, Flutterslave has started to salivate in rather large quantities. Her saliva has started to drool out the side of her mouth, and run down her chin leaving a long rope of saliva that oscillates and dangles in the air each time you thrust. However, even with all this lubrication the constant rubbing against her teeth has left you feeling a bit raw. This is a problem that your going to have to rectify. You pull out and start to dig through your toolbox. You pull out a hammer. "Yes, this will do nicely".
You once again stand over your yellow little sex slave and admire your handywork. She is still panting for air, oblivious to your new tool and soaked in her own saliva from your constant and relentless violation of her throat. "Now, to fix those teeth of yours". You grab her snout tightly, and with one swift and precise swing of your hammer you smash out her teeth with brutal efficiency. She attempts to scream from the pain, but the sounds are largely muffled by the torrent of blood gushing from her mouth. "Now THATS what I call lubrication!". You thrust deep into her throat, now having unobstructed access. The sudden influx of blood in addition to your swollen member is too much for the little pony as she begins to lurch forward, then after a slight pause, vomits all over your cock. Who knew she would show you such disrespect, after all you have done for her? You pull out, and strike her face with your hoof. Hard. "Look at what you did! Clean it up!". You thrust your vomit and blood covered penis in her face and wait expectantly. After some mild hesitation she begins to gingerly lick around the base of your shaft working her way up to the tip. Still as gentle and as timid as can be she cleans you up leaving you somehow cleaner than when you started. "Good girl", you pat her on the head then force your way back down her throat.
The blood having largely stopped at this point, the risk of another unfortunate accident is less severe. Flutterslave continues to convulse each time you thrust down her throat, you can tell she is constantly having to stop herself from vomiting. Each convulsion causes her throat to constrict around your throbbing cock increasing the pleasurable experience of this young fillie's virgin esophagus . You start to climax and increase the frequency of your movements, you grab her by the ears and push down her throat one last time, deeper that you though possible. You arch your back and unleash a torrent of ejaculate that flows directly into her stomach which starts to fill quickly. You can soon feel a mixture of sperm and stomach acid inch its way past your penis. In a few moments you notice a glorious waterfall of semen emerge out the side of her mouth and nose. You are totally spent, and pull your rapidly softening member out of your little fuck toy to watch a cascade of semen surge out of the little pony's mouth. Satisfied, you return to your bag and pull out your trusty Camera and snap a few quick pictures. These will certainly be the jewels of your collection...
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