Whore.
You can hear him in your mind now. Discord's slender body slithers through the air around you and stares down on you. His smile says everything. He knows that you're under his power. As if your frightened, shaking hooves could shield your mind from his touch. Your cowering does nothing but arouse him further.
Stupid cumdumpster! Everyone knows what you are. They took one look at you and that's all they needed.
He leans down to look you in the eyes, peeling away your frightened hooves so you're forced to look him right in the eyes. What horrible eyes he has, what predatory look in those mad eyes that terrifies you. In those crazed pools you can see every last ounce of his malice.
"A miserable, candy-colored sack of shit! A sugary shell stuffed with piss and shit that's only good for getting fucked raw!" He's screaming in your face now. He raises his lion's paw and you draw back in case he decides to smack you across the face. He doesn't, though. When you open your eyes he's smiling at you. As if that fear response was exactly what he had hoped for.
"Fucked raw..." He muses. You feel something flick up underneath your tail. His body is coiling around you again. His tail starts to lift you up, and out of fear your legs pull up to your body. Your face is flushed and you keep having to choke back your urge to sob. Discord rubs his underside against yours, letting you feel his stiffening cocks again. Both of them are aimed at your netherlips now, two prongs prodding at your entrance. The thick coils, knotted with muscle, wrap around your body. It constricts you in the air once again and leaves you helpless.
"Tell me she means nothing to you." He's looming above you now.
"Who?"
"Tell me she is nothing!" He punctuates his words by ramming the twin shafts into your pussy. You scream and buck against him, your pussy is stretched beyond pleasure and yet you still come almost instantly. The draconic dicks pummel you like a jackhammer against a side of beef, faster than should be possible. Blood dribbles down your leg and you shriek,
"Celestia! Celestia is nothing!"
Discord laughs and thrusts harder, tearing your passage beyond repair. He bellows, "Who is your god? Tell me!"
You just can't take the pain anymore, you scream "Discord! My god, my only! Discord!"
You come again and this time your god joins you. Pints of white hot draconic seed flush from his twin dragons and rush into you. You feel it spray like a firehose, the flow is so strong it actually squirts against your inner womb. He pulls out and the overflowing sea of cum pours out of you and splatters to the ground below. You feel his coils loosening around your exhausted body. He drops you to the ground into a pool of both of your juices and there you stay. The repeated orgasms leave you too beaten to breathe, let alone stand.
"Kneel before your god."
You feel something tug on your neck. Even though your legs are wracked with pain you stand and gaze upon your master. He's sitting on a throne of leather and iron, black and red and as tall as a house. Discord's two cocks are gone now, replaced by one large, black horse-dick. In one claw is a thin strip of black leather, your leash. He gives it a tug, you crawl to him.
"Polish my gemstones, you whore." He sneers.
You can't resist. You crawl up onto the edge of his throne and push your face into his ball sack. His dominant musk overwhelms your senses, you can't stop inhaling the scent. Your drool drips from your lips as you wrap your mouth around one of his mammoth nuts, suckling sweat and grime from the underside of it. All the while Discord watches with glee as the color slowly drains from your coat, leaving you a dull grey.
His paw presses against your head and he shoves you away. You actually feel hurt, did you not please your master? Are you not good enough for him. He smiles, devilishly and reaches down with his talon. The claw traces your chest and draws the outline of a heart. Much to your surprise, his little drawing starts to glow. In a flash of light a hole opens up inside you and a sparkling stone emerges.
You feel compelled to touch it, but Discord snatches it away from you.
"Yes! Yes it is mine!" He cheers, holding it up to the glinting sun. It appears to be a heart, wrapped in pulsing tentacles, all made out of shifting crimson and blue crystals, "With your lust I will rule!"
What is he talking about? You have no idea, but it terrifies you.
"Discord!" You hear a voice behind you, "This is the last time you will escape us!"
You turn to see...
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