Jason Baane: The lock disengaged with a heavy clank, and the large double doors that lead into the harem parted. What little light was afforded by the sconces that lined the spiraling tower poured into the harem, with Nightmare Moon's form silhouetted behind the bright lights. She stepped over the threshold, and Cadance soon followed in her mane's powerful grip, as the door closed behind them.

The bang of the doors coming together, and the loud clasp of a heavy iron lock engaging, was the last thing she would ever hear of the outside world.

The harem, itself, was decorated after a Saddle Arabian room of identical nature, the floor lined with carpets and pillows of gaudy color and design, trophies from conquered territories. The walls were lined with oil lamps which gave off soft light from perpetually fueled flames, blue in color and scented with a peculiar fragrance. At the center of the room was a large nest, an arrangement of velvetty blankets and pillows constructed to suit Alicorns of her stature, plus a partner. Surrounding this was a curtain of multicolored silk drapes, which they passed through as Nightmare harshly threw the fallen Princess into the nest.

“Glorious, isn't it?” she asked, her voice dripping with toxicity. “This was formerly my sister's quarters. In her absence, I have put it to better use.”

In the shadows of the harem, the occasional shifting ans shivering of ponies – some cuddling up to each other for security as they watched, could be heard.
[2:49 AM] Cadance: The closing doors sounded like a deathstrike in Cadance's ears, as if an axe had fallen across her neck, and its strike was the last sound she'd ever know. She looked around in a panic, the breath catching in her throat, as she felt fresh tears welling in her eyes. Even before Nightmare told her, she recognized the room. She'd grown up here, spent nights of her young life curled up beside her aunt as they read and laughed and gossiped. This room had been part of her home. All of this castle had.

And look at it now. As the memories flooded back to her, she looked around at the perversion it had become. All the ornate and expensive decor in Equestria couldn't hide the hell this room had become for so many. Her gaze was ripped away from gaudy carpets and torches as she spotted the first pony, then the second. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, and she saw the occupants of the room for what they were - miserable, broken ponies, shackled and huddling together, shaking in fear.

"What... what have you done to them?" she asked in a horrified whisper. "Who are these ponies?"
[2:58 AM] Jason Baane: “You will have time to meet them, I'm sure, after we are done” she explained, not really giving Cadance the answer she was looking for.

“But if you must know... political dissidents, would-be terrorists, just like yourself...” She wheeled around, lifting her hooves and letting her armored horseshoes fall away with heavy thuds against the floor. With a flash of her horn, her helmet began to lift away from her head, and her Torq from her neck, leaving the obsidian goddess in her pure beauty.

As she worked, her voluptuous ass swayed and moved, providing her pink prisoner with a lovely display, were she so inclined. The wrecking ball-like hips bounced to and fro, her titanic ass of a perfect density and tautness as it reflected a silvery corona off its edge from the ambient lighting.

More to the point, however, was what was under it: Where one might expect a marehoof, an azure, fleshy sack stuffed with two coconut-sized testes waited anxiously, giving off the same unearthly glow as her tongue did. Soon enough, Nightmare would turn to face Cadance once more, and slowly crawl up into the nest, and move over her; careful and waiting for any attempts to resist her advances.

“Lay back, relax...” she cooed. “Become mine.”
[3:07 AM] Cadance: "You monster..." she whimpered, still staring at the other ponies. Her worst fears were confirmed. Enemies of Nightmare Moon suffered this fate. In the back of her mind, she wondered what had happened to the others under her command. She knew enough about Nightmare Moon's armies to know that her soldiers had probably claimed most of her troops as their own. But there had been civilians there, too - innocent mares and foals. Before she could ask what had become of them, she turned to see Nightmare moving towards her.

Cadance watched with terror as the queen of the night stripped, and swayed sensually. Cadance had never exactly declined the fairer sex, but there was nothing attractive about Nightmare Moon to her - not after everything she'd done, and certainly not after the baths. She struggled, trying to shrink away as the mare moved closer and closer. Her eyes went wide with fear, and she shuddered out a choking whisper. Her eyes slowly moved to her swaying sack, and her heart began to pound. They were huge, and if that was any indication, only one thing could follow... Her body shuddered in anticipation of how it would hurt to be impaled on such a mass.

"S-stay away, you monster," she tried to shout, but only ended up whimpering. "Haven't you done enough? Leave me alone."
June 25, 2017
[8:34 PM] Jason Baane: Poor Cadance. Did she realize the gravity of her situation? Could she truly comprehend what all of this meant? Nightmare asserted her massive body over the pink princess, smothering the bright colors of her coat under her dark presence, completely eclipsing her under her smothering mass. Like a shining light of hope being eclipsed by an angry moon, Cadance lost her ability to move in short order.

Without much of a second thought, an armored hoof was swiped across Cadance's cheek in a slap. Less of a 'slap,' and more of a smack with a frying-pan, the strike was joined with a fitting pang of metal against flesh and bone. Even as she administered this punishment, however, her smarmy grin didn't fade. Why would it? She had her little princess right where she wanted her. She won this game, and nothing could take that away.

“You still do not understand your position, it seems” she explained. Her voice was toxic, dripping with lustful malice towards this old pain-in-her-flank.

“You belong to me, now. You are the defeated, and I am the victor. And to the victor...”

Her eyes began to warp, her pupuls stretching and contorting into angled spirals, twisting and turning in opposing directions. An outward reflection of her madness, her corrupt angst, her hoof came down over Cadance's forehead to hold her down to the nest as she hoisted her rump. Like a fat, meaty lance, her misplaced manhood flooded the gap between Cadance's hind legs, threatening to break her as it prodded against her vulnerable marehood.

“Will go the spoils!”
[8:47 PM] Cadance: The helpless mare's whimpers grew in volumes, becoming a mewling whine as tears poured from her eyes. Nightmare Moon's approach was like a tidal wave in slow motion, promising to swallow her up, and she had nowhere to flee. "No. No, no, no, please, no." All of her pride had fled in the face of this terror. She begged for mercy, though she knew none would come. No grace of spirit could ever emerge from something so dark as what loomed above her.

She yelped as the blow struck her cheek, although it was barely louder than her simpering had been. The pain was nothing compared to the ice that gripped her heart. Sobbing, she looked up to Nightmare, silent as the Empress spoke. Then her eyes began to change, as if her body itself was giving way to a force of pure insanity. The hoof came again, and this time Cadance screamed.

"NO! NO, PLEASE!" Her eyes opened wide, streaming with tears as she was roughly forced down, and her rear forced up. She pulled against the tendrils restraining her, trying to push against the hoof. "HELP ME! ANYONE, HELP ME! SAVE ME!" She felt the cock press against her entrance, bigger than anything she'd ever conceived of entering a pony. Her mind froze in fear of the pain she'd endure, but her body continued to struggle in a desperate attempt to escape.
[8:58 PM] Jason Baane: With an annoyed expression, Nightmare hoisted her head back, standing her neck straight up before giving an irritated scowl. She lifted her hoof from Cadance's head and turned it upwards, a magical projection from her horn slipping the metal covering of her hoof from her nail before casting it away. Her soft, exposed, and foremost smelly hoof came back down over Cadance, this time covering her snout and mouth under the soft and pliable frog of her pad. The muscular flesh warped around her nostrils, filling them as she clamped Cadance's jaws shut.

“My, my... for a brave rebel leader, you sure are a loud one!” She smiled once more, letting her attention fall back on Cadance's face before licking her lips. “Now, where were we? Ah, yes.”

With no more to be said, Nightmare's body heaved over Cadance, and the broad-headed cock battered against Cadance's vulva. There was nothing subtle or fancy about it. Nothing gentle; it was as a battering ram against the gates of a keep, and the sheer girth of her massive cock was not to be denied. It banged against her folds once more, driving itself into her inner lips. Then another thrust, and another, and Cadance would finally have her fate sealed.

Like an avalanche of flesh, Nightmare's manhood exploded into Cadance's depths all at once. An unstoppable force to which there was no hope of resistance, her engorged phallus claimed the young Princess of Love, burying itself so deeply into her that one had to wonder if she could have possibly took it all.

“Shhh!” Nightmare encouraged. “All is as it was meant to be, my dear. This was your destiny.”
[9:12 PM] Cadance: As she felt her head released, Cadance looked up, her pleas for help silenced by surprise, even an instant of blind hope that Nightmare would relent. Then the hoof came back, black as a void threatening to swallow her up. Her pupils shrank, and she tried to pull away, but in an instant, her nostrils filled with the surprisingly soft feeling and sweet smell of the mare's hoof, and her mouth was closed shut. The hoof silenced her, reducing her screams to little more than muffled yelps.

"Mmph! Mph!" She knew that she could not speak, and that the words would do her no good even if she could, but she couldn't stop herself from screaming as the mare loomed over her, balancing on a precipice, all the might and gravity of the moon prepared to bare down on her and into her without a moment's notice. For an instant, it seemed as if the suspense would be the worst of it.

Then the plunge came, and she knew it wasn't. 

"MMMMMPH!" Cadance screamed into the hoof, her eyes wide in shock as tears streamed fresh down her cheeks. Her body instinctively clinched, trying to block the impossible mass from penetrating her. Whether it was her active resistance or her near-virginal tightness, she succeeded in deterring the first blow. The second found more ground. "MMMPH! MMPH! MMPH! MMMPH!" The pain tore one scream from her after another as each thrust forced the cock deeper into her tunnel, forcing more and more of her body to open wide. Still she clenched, but there was no resisting all the force of the moon.

"MMMMMMMMMPH!" With a final thrust, she felt the massive cock thrust deep inside her, and her whole body writhed as she was made to stretch wider than she thought possible. Her head fell back, eyes open wide as her muffled screams echoed in her head, her mind going blank.
[9:31 PM] Jason Baane: “You failed, you disgusting little abomination” she scolded, her teeth showing as she hissed under furrowed brows. “You failed, and this is your reward. Did you believe that you were fighting for something?” she asked.

“Perhaps, some hope that you might see the sun again? Oh, you foalish little day-loving whore... they all placed their faith in you, didn't they?”

For a fleeting moment, she looked sympathetic; as if, perhaps, she understood what it meant to long for something that you could not have. Something that has been taken away, to suffer under the shadow of an oppressive princess who refused to share the world with those around her.

But it was just that, fleeting. She cracked a sick, twisted smile, and laughed in Cadance's face; spittle landing on her cheeks, and just over her eye.

“Bw'ahahaha! You?! They trusted you to be their deliverer?! From me!” She rammed her throbbing, fat, mess of a marecock deeper into Cadance's aching chasm, stuffing her, stretching her insides to fit the massive load, as more and more came with powerful strokes. “You're pathetic! You can't even deliver yourself!”
[9:39 PM] Cadance: Cadance lay reeling beneath Nightmare moon, her body struggling to sob and gasp for breath at the same time as it tried in vain to adjust to the massive girth inside her. Even being raped by Blazing Sun hadn't felt like this. This was true and utter violation - punishment from within. She shut her eyes, Nightmare's words ringing in her ears like echoes  of her own voice. Her mind was in too much shock to try and rationalize or deny them. She had failed. And now she was being raped by her mortal enemy, because she had failed. This rape was her punishment. She knew she would suffer for it. She just didn't know how much.

The first stroke of Nightmare's massive cock made her eyes shoot open. Her mouth gaped behind the firm hoof smothering her, but the sound caught in her lungs. She could only cry out quietly as her body buckled from the force that thrust into her cunt. Then came the second thrust, and she found her voice.

"MMMMPH!" She screamed in pain and shame as she felt the massive cock start to fuck her tight pussy, pulverizing her sex into compliance. Every muscle in her body spasmed, heading a primal urge to try to get away, but lacking enough coordination to do anything of use. Her body rocked uselessly, impaled on Nightmare's cock and completely vulnerable to her punishment, as her failure was made complete.
[9:58 PM] Jason Baane: “No, no.” she said in a low whisper, her coconut-sized balls slapping against Cadance's rear end as, with one final thrust, Nightmare's engorged mass hilted against the pink former-princess.

“You are no savior. Their faith was misplaced. You are a slave, born and raised; your fate from birth to be my property” she reasoned. With gentle gyrations of her muscular hips, she railed into the captive mare with long strokes that slammed her flared tip through her love-tunnel. “For all of your successes and failures, this is your reward. Welcome to your life, my lovely little niece.”

Curious, she uncovered Cadance's mouth, lowering hers to hover just out of range for Cadance to do anything. As Nightmare worked, her nostrils flared a cold jet of breath which blew the princess's heavy curls from her face.

“Say it. Say that you submit. Say that you love me.”
[10:08 PM] Cadance: Nightmare had taken away her freedom to fight. She'd taken away her ability to scream. All Cadance could do now was cry, and cry she did. Heavy sobs racked her, punctuated by pained yelps and renewed muffled scrams as the thick mast plunged into her marehood, violating her most private place. Her body bucked and twisted, overwhelmed by the girth of the rod inside her. It felt as if the weight of it would crush her from within.

Nightmare's words flooded her brain, floating past the mental defenses she no longer had the strength to put up. She felt as if it was her very failures raping her now. She had made a crucial error, and for that, her violation would never end. This was eternal. She would be raped and violated and defiled for the rest of her life, fucked by every depraved soul under Nightmare's command. There was no hope for her.

And yet, there remained one tiny kindling of resistance burning within her. She wouldn't have believed it remained, but as Nightmare's breath washed over her face, she felt a sudden clarity. The spark flared in her mind, and she stared up into her captor's eyes.

"I hate you," she spat. "I'll never love you. And I'll never stop fighting you."
[10:46 PM] Jason Baane: SMACK.

Her hoof swept across Cadance's cheek once more. She was tough; she could handle it. Even if it would have shattered the jaw of any lesser pony, she was an Alicorn. This meant that she was durable. At least, to a degree that far exceeded that of a normal pony. That, alone, made her worth something. Oh, but she was worth so much more than that.

SMACK.

She was slapped once more, the hoof coming back around to bash the back of the nail against the other cheek.

"You poor foal. There is no more fight left in your pathetic, broken little body" she insisted. "There is only plush, ripe matter for my pleasure. Otherwise worthless meat, that will spend the rest of its days marinating in my fluids. A fitting end, to a worthless slut."

With a hard thrust, she drilled herself against Cadance to fill her all at once. She withdrew, only to give her a poserful thrust once more. She pushed, and pushed, crawling over the nest more and more until she got up on her hooves, folding Cadance over onto her withers so that her posterior was dangling in the air. With her pink legs jutting around Nightmare's body, she was defenseless as the dark mistress drive her cock down into Cadance, pile-driving her like a drill searching for precious oils in the virgin loam of a freshly conquered territory.
[10:56 PM] Cadance: Pain lanced through Cadance's jaw as the strike fell on her face, whipping her head to the side. She grit her teeth, holding her sobs back even as she felt the tears stinging her eyes. She glared up at Nightmare just in time to see a second strike coming. This time she held her voice in check as her head whipped the other direction. But she couldn't look at Nightmare as she began to speak. Her instant of renewed rebellion was quickly eaten away as she reminded that her fate as a rape slave was already sealed, no matter how much hatred she harbored.

She tried to hold on to her defiance, but the next thrust was so much worse than she expected. She had thought that her body was as full as it could get, that she could take no more of Nightmare's girth. Once again, she was proven wrong. "AAAH!" She screamed as the cock pressed all the way into her. Her cervix gave way to the unstoppable force, and her womb was instantly as full of Nightmare's cock as the rest of her sex. She felt her body bulge and stretch to the brink. Then came the next thrust.

"AAAAH!" She could only scream and cry out again as Nightmare began to force fuck her, each thrust coming harder than the last as she positioned Cadance's body to be more easily pounded. Cadance could see her hips starting to lift into the air, but all she could feel was the force of the cock pounding into her body, forcing her cunt open. "NO! N-N-NO! N-HA-AH! NAH! NOOOO!" She wailed pitifully, In her new position, she could feel every thrust travel down her spine.
[11:10 PM] Jason Baane: There was no mercy, for her. At this point, her screams and impotent wailing were music to her ears. This was the fate of all those who opposed her: agony, twisted passion at the expense of the guilty. She kept going, she did not stop. No amount of Cadance's protests could offer even a remote pause, any longer. The time for theatrics has passed.

Her fleshy sack smacked and slapped wetly against the captive's posterior, smothering her body just as Nightmare's barrel had, before. Her thick rod, rock-hard and unyielding to the core, tore through every bit of Cadance as she was harshly drilled. Her Cervix, once penetrated, no longer gave any resistance. In fact, on the roll-back of each pumping stroke, her flared tip hung in her womb and pulled her just barely an inch off of the surface of the nest, before she was slammed right back on her withers and made to bottom out as the cock hilted inside of her.

With a slip, a slap, a smack, and a pat, the sounds of squishy sex filled the harem. Cadance's purity was taken from yet yet again, and just as before, the ponies who most placed faith in her strength were forced to watch as hope died along with whatever remained of her hymen.
[11:22 PM] Cadance: "AAAH! S-STOP! Pl-he-heeease! Aa-ha-ha!" Bitter, desperate sobs broke her cries for mercy. No matter how futile it was, there was nothing left for her but the screaming. Her broken, violated body demanded some way to express the overwhelming sensations being forced upon it. The mass pounding her pussy felt unreal. It was a horror ripped from another reality to punish her in the most complete way possible.

Despite the brutality of her rape, her body began to respond in the way natural law decreed. Her folds began to grow moist, and her hips twitched softly as the massive cock struck her sensitive spots, along with every other spot in her tunnel. Her tight cunt stretched wide, submitting under the fierce pounding, and the wet sounds of sex began to grow from her body's own contributions.

But to her mind, there was no pleasure. There was only the intense mass violating her, taking everything from her, punishing her for her naivety. She had been saving her body for the stallion she loved, and now, somehow, her virginity had been stolen from her twice. Her body was property, a toy to be fucked by those she swore to fight. She had lost, and as she was savagely fucked, every impossibly huge and powerful thrust inside her unprepared quim reminded her of her failure.
[11:42 PM] Jason Baane: There was a glimmer of hope for Cadance. A strategic, operational scale window of blessing that, perhaps, the Empress's endurence wasn't all it was cracked up to be.

“Hnng... unn...” she moaned, clenching her teeth as her eyes squinted. Then, as soon as all of that, her heavy balls heaved. The tension could be felt against the former Princess's posterior as the flesh of her sack wrinkled, her balls dragged upwards over her contours as they emptied themselves... straight into her.

Indeed, was it a blessing, or a curse? Cadance's womb, a loving pocket that was reserved for somepony else, was flash-flooded with sizzling, arcane jizzum that tingled and swirled in a magical soup of oddity. It was cold, it was textured, it caressed her with movement. Her balls heaved again.

“Ugh~!” she threw her head back.

Another load was dumped. Then another, and another; each time, more and more of Cadance was filled. Her stomach bulged, and soon, her cunt overflew with the cosmic juice. Forced through her cunt, it sprayed like a high-pressure hose, evaporating into dry ice-like vapors as it was exposed to the outside world where it escaped her sex.

Nightmare's hoof came down on Cadance's forehead, holding her in place for one final dump of her seed, before she finally finished. It was unceremonious, anti-climactic; her limp, flaccid cock slipped out of Cadance, and she was allowed to fall to the nest as Nightmare stood over her.

Soon, the Empress wheeled about, off the nest and turned away. The rape did not last very long, at all. A possible chink in her armor? A thin, silver lining?

“A sufficient warm-up” she said, ironically. “Now, what would make your humiliation perfect...” she asked herself, bringing her armored forehoof to her lip.

“Ah! Yes! Twilight Sparkle!” she concluded, before looking back to the fallen Princess with a twisted glee. “You two have been apart for so long... wouldn't you love to catch up?”
[11:57 PM] Cadance: If any part of Cadance had considered Nightmare's climax she certainly wasn't hoping for her imminent release. Despite having once been filled up by Blazing Sun, she was too lost in her shellshocked mind to recognize the signs of the mare's coming orgasm. She'd begun to retreat into a haze of despair and self-pity, the seemingly endless rape of her body an all-consuming constant, shattering the mental walls as quickly as she tried to throw them up.

But all that changed when the first ropes of cum flooded her womb. Her eyes widened as they focused back on reality. Clenched teeth bared as she whimpered at the feeling, and slowly the opened. "Ah! Aa-aah..." The sounds escaped her throat in choked groans of shock and disgust. She felt the heavy, thick cum filling her body, blazing hot - saw it causing her womb to swell, making her fat with her rapist's seed. A burst of cum shot out of her cunt, like a fountain celebrating her rape. "Hrgh.... aah.... haaaah" She began to cry openly in disgust, even as her body quaked in a mini orgasm, trying instinctively to pull the cum into her. There was no need. It was already as deep as it could get. She would carry this cum for now - nothing would clean it out.

Cadance collapsed, sobbing and whimpering, as Nightmare finished with her. She barely heard Nightmare's words, too mentally devastated by her ruthless rape. Only Twilight's name stirred any response from the mare. She looked to her captor.

"T-Twilight?" she asked through her sobs. Her ward, her precious little sister of a foalsitter job. "W-what are... what have you... done to her?"
June 26, 2017
[12:25 AM] Twilight Sparkle: It seemed that, somehow, she just knew when Nightmare wanted her to arrive. Perhaps she'd been waiting outside the door, maybe Nightmare had plotting the timing just right, or it could be something psychic! Either way, a mere instant after Cadance had spoken there was a flash just inside the door, a blast of familiar magenta magic, tinged with darker purples wafting off of the leavings as she appeared...

"She didn't 'do' anything to me Cadance..." That little unicorn was nomore, now there stood a darker mare who was taller than her, if still small next to Nightmare, Lithe, toned, curvy, she was a regal mare now, with broad membranous wings, a longer flowing mane in a more sultry style, Fangs and slitted eyes even... though perhaps most worrying for Cadance now would be the half-hardened length that she was packing, once more smaller than Nightmare's, but damn if it wasn't still frightfully large. "Though you do look considerably worse for wear now."

She calmly sauntered her way around the mare, looking over the mess that Nightmare had made of her, before siddling right up next to the massive darker mare... for a moment there was a genuinely apologetic look, but it was quickly replaced by a sultry smile "Though I'm touched, truly, that you worry for me still."
[12:31 AM] Cadance: Cadance's sluggish eyes drifted slowly towards Twilight, but the instant they found her, they locked to her, and widened in shock. The face and voice of the little filly she loved so dearly were still there. But even exhausted as she would, she could see the corruption that had spread across her features. Nightmare's corruption.

"T...Twilight?" was all she managed to stammer as she gazed at the fully grown mare walking casually through the room. The wings and fangs were the most obvious marks of Nightmare's influence, but it was the subtler things that chilled Cadance to the bone. Her eyes were cold and uncaring, her voice not even wavering at Cadance's current state. Her body had grown, more than normal, and the sensuality of her form and her canter were shocking.

"Twilight..." She muttered again. "Twilight, please, what are you doing?"
[12:38 AM] Jason Baane: A grin pulled at the corner of her lips, wheeling about to face the cum-covered slave as the two were reintroduced after such a long time. Her smile was contorted, filled with malice and twisted pride at how she perverted the world, and indeed, just how well Twilight Sparkle took to it. A master and her trusted apprentice, the rulers of the world, stood over Cadance. But above it all, Nightmare's own dying chub engorged back into its shameless, twitching, rock-hard state at the very entrance of Twilight Sparkle.

Oh, just what perverted thoughts were going through her mind?

“Perhaps it would help if I made things a little more... familiar?” she interjected, speaking over Cadance. A bulb of silvery light former from strands of arcane force, coalescing at the tip of her horn before a short-lived ray fired at Twilight Sparkle. Completely apart from where she was looking, her accuracy was none the less impeccable as it struck the purple mare.

Instantly, her body began to shrink, her wings fading in a paradox as her more sinister features were stripped away. What was left, when all was said and done, was a Fillylight. Filly, but still packing between her hind legs.

Nightmare, now much taller than Twilight, made a little flourish with her hoof as she gestured to Cadance.

“Now, my beloved protégé... why don't you go show your former babysitter just how much you've missed her?”
[12:56 AM] Twilight Sparkle: Twilight actually did smile sympathetically to Cadance when the mare questioned her with such... she assumed 'shell-shock'. Part of her most assuredly wanted to show her there was still a compassionate filly in there, even if it was just 'more compasionate than Nightmare was'.

That was cut off suddenly by the magic that struck her, a shocked expression showing for a bare moment, though a clearly lascivious little chuckle slipped out as she felt that familiar 'powerful' magic working on her... oh how she enjoyed the strange exciting things that happened around this mare! Even if temporarily stripped her of her beautiful wings and those interesting darker features, it still had her rock-hard by the time her dwindling stature had ceased... and it had 'not' shrunken as much as one might have hoped for her filly size, just below the border of 'too big to walk straight' as those fat nuts still hugged her now younger thighs quite tightly, the deep purple flared head bobbing firmly against her barrel.

The regressed mare did look away from Cadance for a moment, looking 'waaay' up to the empress with a look of wonder as she examined the absolutely 'towering' form. She reached out one tiny hoof to brush that immense leg near her and called up "Mmmph, You really look 'Astounding' from this perspective Nightmare." Her voice was young as she looked even.
[12:56 AM] Twilight Sparkle: A moment later she turned back to Cadance, she knew exactly what was expected, and as sick and twisted as it surely seemed she was 'eager' to experience it, shamelessly trotting towards the pink mare, a little flicker of magic for a moment, then she seemed to re-think something... an excited grin crossing her muzzle as she skipped over using magic to make it easier and simply leapt at the edge of the bed, that younger form having a bit of difficulty climbing the Nightmare sized bed, but she was plenty strong enough to struggle herself up there once her hooves were on it, and with a pleasured coo she dragged her cock up the silken fabrics to pull back beneath her...

And finally apparoached the thoroughly battered mare... now things looked different, that little muzzle looked up at her with big soft eyes and a gleeful smile as she stopped 'just' close enough for the mare to get to her... Then she planted a little hoof on the head of her bobbing cock, still smiling as she spoke "Come on Caddy, you know what you need to do." A little rub over the flare that was already forming a little bead of precum. "This is your only chance to play along." Her voice was young, and her tone wasn't exactly 'mean', just sharp enough to make it clear she was 'telling' her, instead of suggesting. "With that pretty mouth preferably."
[1:04 AM] Cadance: Cadance watched in horror as Twilight was stripped of years of her life, and reverted back to exactly the young filly she had adored so much - with one exceptional difference. Under different circumstances, the oversized phallus would have been comical attached to the diminutive filly. But there was no humor left for her in any of this. Bitter hatred flashed in Cadance's eyes towards Nightmare as she realized what the sadistic tyrant had in mind.

But her attention quickly fell back to Twilight. "Twilight. Twilight, please, stop this. You don't have to do this." She pleaded as the filly she loved so much moved towards her, cock brandished. "We can beat her, Twilight. We don't have to be slaves to her. Please, don't give in. Don't... don't... Twilight...." Her breath came in short, ragged pants as Twilight surmounted the bed and stood before her, telling her to submit. Her body clenched, and her battered pussy, still stained white with Nightmare's cum, quivered at the prospect of further abuse.

Cadance's breath caught in her throat, and she sobbed. "Twilight... please.... don't do this to me..."
[1:16 AM] Jason Baane: Nightmare's smirk only steepened as she watched, her bedroom eyes lowering as she observed. Her cock beat with the pulse of her passion, thrilled at the prospect of seeing her student, even in this young form, conquer Cadance thoroughly and completely. To this end, she remained quiet; watching in suspense for the pink pony's projected defeat at the hands of her precious little charge.
[1:34 AM] Twilight Sparkle: For a moment there was indeed a terribly hurt look on Twilight's face, she did not 'want' to hurt Cadance, but she simply couldn't be too merciful while she was still talking about 'beating' Nightmare... She shook her head a bit "Oh Cadance... You put too much faith in Celestia, in how 'right' it is to be so desperately fighting to bring everything back to how it 'used' to be... I know, I did it too." The look dissapeared and a little smile returned "I'd say more, but this is hardly the time."

She rather suddenly took several steps closer, much faster than a little filly should manage, staring up into those familiar older eyes "And you didn't play along." Her horn lit then, and with much more power than  a filly should have,  a normal filly anyway, a Twilight filly might, she pulled that pink muzzle down with a hefty whump against the bed, putting her head down there with a perfect view of that massive young cock. Her little muzzle drifted low, a thickly lustful grin on that cute little face as she whispered in her ear "We can talk more later, when you're not trying to convince me to fight my lover."

Was there really love between them? Could cadance even see it in the state she was in? or maybe Nightmare had interfered with her magic or something... none of that was a concern for her at the moment as Twilight's magic her Cadance's jaw down and her little fore-hooves wrapped around that long horn, shoving up to force her upper jaw open and allow her to simply stuff that fat flared cock into her muzzle, shoving her tongue out of the way and jamming right against her throat... and oh what a scent that could never be coming from a normal filly. Of course she added to it by giving a childish coo of pleasure while suddenly adding "Please Caddy, don't bite. I don't wanna hafta punish you." in a most innocent little tone.
[1:43 AM] Cadance: Cadance's eyes stared, wide and unblinking, into Twilight's as the filly smirked at her and teased her. She had fought Nightmare. Cadance knew she would have. But now... now... A sob made her chest spasm as Twilight's train of thought returned from past to present, and she continued her apparent intent.

"No, no, no Twilight, please..." she whimpered, her jaw quivering as the spitting image of the filly she loved suddenly gripped her horn and forced her head forward. She screamed, more from overwhelmed emotions than anything else, as she was yanked onto her belly, her snout level with Twilight's monstrous cock. She could smell its scent already, and her eyes widened as it twitched in front of her.

"M-mmph," she whimpered against the bed as Twilight crawled onto her, her cock inching closer and closer towards her snout. It was practically touching her nose now. She tried to raise her head, tried to speak or resist or get away. But before she could struggle, the filly gripped her head and forced her cock into her mouth.

"MMMPH!" Cadance screamed, tears flowing fresh as the long, thick rod filled her mouth, pushing to her throat. The smell overwhelmed her nostrils, and its shaft pushed down on her tongue. Her eyes threatened to roll back as she nearly gagged on its girth. "Mmph! Mmmmmph!" she screamed mutedly around a mouthful of cock. Only her wings had the strength left to resist even slightly, flapping gently by her sides.
June 27, 2017
[12:23 AM] Jason Baane: Nightmare's ears stood on end, attentively turned towards Twilight as her once-lustful smile slumped from a frown, to an expression of contorted bemusement. If there was one thing that Twilight Sparkle was good at, she learned, it was never shutting up. Now, with ever more reason to suspect the intentions of her dark apprentice, the stereotypically paranoid megalomaniac had more fuel added to her fire.

As she observed Cadance's continued molestation, a twisted punishment of her equally twisted design, she held a straight face. Her amusement of the situation drained away, and she took to sauntering around their display of perverted lust; noting how the little filly wrestled the mare into position, and the big, bad, Rebel Leader was unable to muster any fight to match her bark.

Her eyes fell upon the purple pony, scrutinizing her, watching her every move with judgmental eyes as if she were taking notes on her performance. Was she satisfied? Was she disappointed? Like a strict teacher, there was no way to tell. Her eyes did, however, eventually fall upon Cadance's rear end, and to that, she grinned.
[12:39 AM] Twilight Sparkle: Once more the poor filly's heart-strings were tugged on, but she did not relent to Cadance's begging... sure, there could be the simple reason of 'Nightmare might be a threat to her if she didn't continue', but there was also the intense desire to enjoy Cadance as had been suggested, and to show her the pleasures she could experience if she'd just let go and play along... she also disliked thinking about it in a sense of 'Nightmare's watching, do what she wants'... she wanted Nightmare to trust her, not waste time thinking 'Twilight might disobey if I give her the chance'.

As such, she pointedly and completely ignored Nightmare's 'observations', acknowledging them meant acknowledging the possibility that she was only 'playing along' because Nightmare was scrutinizing, and this loops right back. So she kept her eyes down, locked on Cadance's own, fore-legs tightening around her horn further for a moment "You make a lot of noise Caddy... Don't tell me a little filly dick is too big for you." She suddenly tugged, forcing that muzzle further down her length, the flare jamming into her throat and those little hips starting to buck and gyrate eagerly.

Her muzzle lowered a little, a long thick tongue that didn't seem it should belong to any little filly dragged along Cadance's ear for a moment "come on now, Be a good mare and relax, it's so easy to make it hurt less." Then followed by gently bitting on the same ear, nibbling just a bit before giving it a soft tug.
[12:48 AM] Cadance: Nightmare had succinctly and totally neutralized Cadance's resistance the moment she'd chosen Twilight for this job. Even exhausted from her continuous and repeated abuse, and even against a pony with such great magic potential as Twilight, she might have offered at least token resistance against an assailant so small. Even with her mouth being raped, Cadance couldn't so much as think of lifting a hoof against the foal she loved so dearly. Cadance looked up with tears streaming from her eyes, watching a nightmare as the filly she adored became the third pony to rape the lovely pink alicorn.

"Mmph! Mm-hmm-hmm!" She sobbed as the thick cock shoved its way into her mouth again and again, its flared head rubbing against both her tongue and the roof of her mouth. The smell and taste overwhelmed her senses, not for an instant letting her distract herself from what was happening to her. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to imagine it was anyone else. If she didn't see it was Twilight, maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Maybe she'd even be able to resist.

But it didn't last. Twilight suddenly shoved hard, and Cadance's eyes shot open as the enormous cock flooded her throat. "MMMMPH!" she screamed, almost gagging herself in the process. Twilgiht's hips moved eagerly, and Cadance felt the filly's penis dominating her throat. Her ear twitched instinctively from the filly's treatment, but her mind was entirely focused on the cock fucking her face, and the sight of the delighted little filly violating her.
[1:00 AM] Jason Baane: Perhaps not as 'easy' as Twilight Sparkle attempted to lead her to believe. A 'painless' existence under Nightmare's reign was but a pipe dream, especially for Cadance, who time and time again proved to be a constant thorn in the Empress's side. Indeed, Cadance was to be punished, and punished hard.

Speaking of hardness, there was the matter of her now-eager member which dangled between her legs. Like a sword without a sheath, it grew cold against the chilling, fear-filled air of the harem. But ah, Cadance came to the rescue, with her plump posterior more than capable of providing a solution to her conundrum.

Her horn came to life, and an undulating arcane current overtook the pink pony's posterior, lifting it off of the nest as Nightmare stepped over her, silently mounting her as she did so. Her massive cock, still sopping wet from its journey up the ex-princess's cunt, ran its full, fatty girth up and down against the chasm between her flanks.

Nightmare licked her lips, a line of drool hanging off of her hungry fang being claimed as she prepared to claim another of Cadance's holes.

With precision, she angled her flared tip against the waiting ponut. Her flared head, squeaking against the delicious asshole, was so much larger than her opening, that it was absurd to think it would fit so easily. But with a heave of her hips, she rammed against Cadance; throwing the full power of her body behind it. Her rock-hard rod did not flex or bend, but like a spear, held straight and firm.

She rammed again, and again; holding Cadance's ass in place until she violently blew her way past her sphincter and gushed into her anal cavity with a flood of neon flesh, her stomach being made to bulge to accommodate the sudden introduction of so much matter.

Nightmare's naked hoof came to rest on Cadance's head, and she gave a smarmy smirk.

“They say that Alicorns live forever, my dear” she said.

“Forever is a long time, as you will be made to find out.”
[1:19 AM] Cadance: Cadance was so preoccupied with the sight of the filly ramming her throat, she'd completely stopped paying attention to Nightmare. She lay still, sobbing and pitiful, her tear-filled eyes only for Twilight. But Nightmare Moon was not one to be forgotten for long, and Cadance remembered in a flash of horror. She felt the magic grip her flanks first, cold as frozen steel. Cadance's eyes darted around in a panic as her hips were raised from the bed. Suddenly, it was Twilight's turn to be almost forgotten, as she found new energy to struggle against the imminent assault. Her legs flailed and her hooves clawed at the bed, trying to drag herself away.

Then Nightmare's weight fell on her, and she began to scream, again and again. She screamed into the gag of Twilight's cock, her eyes wide with terror, sending the vibrations up the filly's shaft as the flared tip nearly gagged her. Still she screamed, wings and tail thrashing in mad desperation. But she couldn't get away. Not from the force that was the moon. At last, she felt the cock against her anus, and her body froze in utter dread. Her screams died, becoming little more than whimpers, quiet pleas of "no" that faded against the penis that silenced her. She already knew its mass, but feeling its unearthly head against her tight anus, virgin but for the tentacles that had plundered her earlier, it seemed so much worse than it had been. Her sphincter clenched, trying to defend herself. It did no good.

The thrusts came hard, and she screamed as she was penetrated. One hard, unyielding piercing followed another, each spearing deeper into her. Her vision flashed with pain, and she was certain that her body would finally tear. As the last thrust sunk into her, her back arched, allowing her stomach to bulge. Overcome by pain, her jaw finally clenched, and her teeth bit down against the cock in her mouth. Some instinct within her kept her from biting too hard, but it was certain to hurt Twilight.
[1:42 AM] Twilight Sparkle: There was something... admitedly quite twisted about this... She found herself drawing an unusual ammount of pleasure from the 'feeling' of cadance's muffled screams reverberating in the enclosed space around her dick... it felt rather nice, reminding her of when she'd found out it was enjoyable for a pony to be gagging on her dick, and it made her a little more eager to get even deeper...

Alas, a nightmare descended upon the poor pink mare and it was suddenly that the filly found her own victim looking far more terrified suddenly, almost seeming to just 'forget' about the filly stuffed in her throat... she was just about to jam into her throat to 'retain' her attention when the mare kindof just locked up and started making muffled whimpers and other noises... She found her sympathy again for a moment... whatever she had become, she was not quite the relisher of agony that nightmare was, and the sight of her sitting there whimpering on her dick took a bit of the pleasure out of it for her...

That dissapeared quite suddenly in a flash of pain... mentally she might still be 'Twilight' but there was something to be said for the sheer sensitivity of a filly's body, even if that dick wasn't meant to there, the nerves still lit up as if on fire. She couldn't hold in the sudden shout of pain, the clench of her fore-legs on that horn suddenly turning painful as her little muzzle buried into that mane to muffle much of the sound... She wasn't sure what nightmare would notice, or care, at the moment, but there was no denying that Cadance would get to hear the suddenly foalish cries of pain in her ears. Of course, her hips instinctively tried to jerk one way or the other to get the bite to let go.
[1:56 AM] Jason Baane: In an instant, perhaps an instant too long, Nightmare Moon realized what happened. It was, perhaps, out of experience with this exact situation that she quickly took action. Her horn lit up brighter than it was, and an arcane grip, like a hand forcing its fingers around Cadance's cheeks, shoved two masses between her teeth at the back of her mouth so as to lock her jaw open.

With Twilight freed, Nightmare Moon's cold gaze fell upon the little filly, before she struck her with yet another ray of moonlit magic. All at once, her small body contorted and warped, wings sprouting where they once were and leaving her in her corrupted, adult form. The transformation was, perhaps, unsettling. Painful, even, as bones were warped to new shapes and organs and flesh expanded. But when it was all over, the only thing that would linger for long were the toothmarks around her meaty pole.

“Leave us” Nightmare hissed, eying Twilight. “See to your wounds, and leave this whore to me.”

Nightmare curled over top of Cadance, her long, massive body allowing her to crane her neck forward until she, albeit upside-down, met Cadance's gaze.

“I was trying to be nice. But now? This is going to hurt, and you will not enjoy it.”
[2:14 AM] Twilight Sparkle: Twilight's little hips had continued to struggle on instinct to get loose of the pain for the bare moment before nightmare's magic pried those jaws apart and she pulled back quickly... for a moment she let out a pained little whine that sounded eerily perfect for a hurt little filly to make, then the magic struck her again.

She quickly tried to straighten herself out to ensure her re-growth wouldn't cause an unwanted difficulty suddenly, and did let out a few quiet grunted as the process of being resized was once more carried out... Still, a very specific pain in a very sensitive portion of her flesh was considerably more intense and attention, and soon she had removed herself from 'the nest'

She actually moved a bit gingerly as she stood herself back up... likely if she had tried something of the sort with Nightmare there would've been al manner of solutions to prevent this with her... Alas, Twilight's not so easily 'dispelled', being a natural part of her, that made it hurt all the more... She'd paused when told to leave, looking to cadance for a moment with... there was hurt in her expression, a look of some kind of betrayal, little tears in her eyes even... who knew if it was genuine, or just her putting to practice her rising experience in manipulating others, chances were high the effect would be drastic on a mare like Cadance... A moment later she glanced up to Nightmare and gave a small nod, perhaps not wanting to risk 'squeaking out' if she tried to actually talk, then turned away and with a little flash of magic vanished into thin-air to 'tend to her wounds'.
[2:29 AM] Cadance: Despite the overwhelming pain of being penetrated, the young Twilight's voice pierced her shock, yanking her consciousness back to reality. She instantly realized her mistake, and made to open her jaw, but Nightmare beat her to it. She felt ethereal masses wedge themselves between her teeth for an instant before they wrenched her jaw open harshly, making her yelp in even more pain. Even so, her attention was on Twilight as the filly pulled away, nursing her injury and staring at Cadance with tears in her eyes. Even after everything that had happened, those eyes nearly shattered Cadance's heart.

There was no time to consider the situation, or to even think of making amends. A flash of magic enveloped Twilight, and Cadance watched, feeling almost beauteous as Twilight's growing up and subsequent corruption played out in fast-forward before her. In seconds, the mare had returned to her grown, dark self.

"Wiwigh..." she groaned, her jaw still held open by the magic in her mouth. "Wiwigh, I'g orry. Reahe" She stared at the younger mare with pleading eyes. But Twilight's only response was a glare that made her blood run cold. She felt the pit of her stomach drop away, despite how full her body was. It felt as though she'd just lost the little girl she'd loved so dearly, once and for all. Then, in a flash, she was gone.

"Wiwigh! WIWIGH! HEL! WEEAGH! HEL HE!" She screamed into the empty room, until Nightmare's face lowered in front of her gaze, glaring at her. Her voice went silent then, and she felt the most utter sense of dread grip her. Her body twitched, control completely overridden by fear, as her body did the only thing it could. Her bladder tightened, and her hips quivered as a steady stream of piss leaked from her empty pussy, pooling under her crotch. Cadance whimpered almost silently, not even noticing herself peeing as Nightmare's glare bore through her.
[2:49 AM] Jason Baane: The Empress's eyes widened in surprise. Perhaps she shouldn't have been surprised, but the idea of such a 'royal' letting herself go in such a manner was alien. Insulting, really. The shock melded into anger and frustration, and as Nightmare rose over her once more, she used her complete and total domination over her slave to wrestle her over, wheeling their sexually joined mass about and using her naked hoof to press her head down into her own mess, smearing her cheek into the puddle of her own juices. Finally, to add insult to injury, an armored hoof slapped against Cadance's flank; hard enough for her hoof to bounce off of her jiggling flesh and leave a red mark that even showed through her coat.

“You stupid bitch” she hissed. “You stupid, worthless, bitch!” she repeated, roaring in anger.

“Drink it!” she ordered. “Lap it up with your tongue!”

Her eyes twisted as her muscles contorted around her features, spelling out all the layers of hatred she had for this poor princess. Her hoof swiped the helpless flank once more, slamming into it with such force as to cause her flesh to warp into a bowl-shaped shockwave before elastically snapping back into shape.

“These were my favorite pillows, you promiscuous skank!” she scolded.

All the while, her cock was not idle. She ripped into her, leaning her belly against her back as she drove her anal assault deeper and deeper into her confines, her rounded star-shaped head grinding through her intestinal walls with every stroke.
[2:49 AM] Jason Baane: “I go out of my way to give you a reunion with your precious little filly-friend, and this is how you behave? To bite her, and ruin my house? You miserable runt, you will never see her again. You hear me?” she hissed. “Never! Oh, it could have been such a nice existence for you, but now? I'll make you watch as each of your subordinates is executed. I will make them hate you.”

She slowed down and gave a snort, chuckling to herself as she regained her composure.

“...just like you, apparently, hate Twilight Sparkle. After so many years! This will be the last memory she will ever have of you. Are you proud of it?”
[3:03 AM] Cadance: The world spun around Cadance as she was literally hoisted by her rectum, and hurled towards the other side of the bed. Her vision blurred, and pain lanced through her hips as Nightmare's cock shifted inside her, already stretching her brutally. Just as she thought unconsciousness might come to offer some relief from this hell, she was once again jolted back to full attention, this time by the acrid smell of her own piss as the warm fluid wet her cheek. Her eyes widened, and she gagged in horror. She felt nightmare push her face into the puddle, and pursed her lips, determined not to let any of it into her mouth.

Then her hoof fell across her flanks. Cadance's whole body spasmed, jerking in pain and shock as the fallen princess screamed silently. Her shock was only broken as Nightmare's cock began to rage inside her, spearing her asshole.

"AAAAAH!" She screamed in pain, her pelvis feeling like it was slowly shattering under the force of every thrust that plowed through her tight anus and into her unprepared rectum. She howled and wept, and as her mouth gaped open and her breath drew in, her piss came with it. The sharp, bitter taste flooded her senses. She would have gagged if her brain wasn't so preoccupied by her violation. "AH! AAHHAH! AAAH!" Her voice was torn from her in incomprehensible sounds as her body tried to scream, gasp, and retch all at once.

There was almost no part of her left to heed Nightmare's words, but there was some small cognizance foolishly holding on. And as it registered Nightmare's taunts, she could see Twilight - not as she was now, but as the sweet, gentle filly she'd once known. That filly glared at her with tears and hatred, then turned away and disappeared. In her place, there was only rape, violation and devastation, unending and unbearable. She screamed again, starting to weep from it all. Overcome by the stimulation, her bladder released again, and what urine was left inside her pooled onto the nest beneath her.(edited)
July 3, 2017
[10:21 PM] Jason Baane: Once more, there was nothing further that needed to be said. Nightmare Moon had already won, Cadance lost, and both of them knew it. Now, all that remained was for the dark mistress to take her hard-'earned' reward. Cadance's lack of bowl control was a considerable frustration, but at this point, rubbing the pink princess's nose in it was clearly not working. So, what was there left to do?

Why, drill that ass, of course.

With a content smile, satisfied that everything in the world had fallen into its place, Nightmare lay a powerful thrust with her body's formidable weight, bulging Cadance's ass with so much matter, so much meat, that her starved pucker was stretched to its very limits before it was releived on the back-swing. Her body heaved, the massive muscles flexing as her haunches clenched and drive her meaty rod forward once more, delving her drill deep into Cadance's well.
[10:25 PM] Cadance: Cadance let out a last scream as Nightmare's next thrust made her stomach bulge. She felt as if her hips were being driven apart at the seams - like she would split open at any moment. But her body held, though there was nothing it could do to resist Nightmare Moon's power. Utterly defeated and undone, she lay weeping in a puddle of her own piss, as her most hated enemy lanced her asshole again and again with her meaty cock.

"Stop... stop, please..." she whimpered occasionally, managing to choke out words between her sobs. Pain arced through her body with every thrust, barely able to withstand the merciless onslaught pounding away at her from within.
[10:33 PM] Jason Baane: At the sound of her enemy begging, pleading for mercy, Nightmare could only bring it upon herself to run her broad tongue under her equine lip. Her eyelids fell half-closed, relaxing at her pitiable position and enjoying the sweet sounds of her suffering. She should have known, by now, that there'd be no end. Not until Nightmare was satisfied.

So, she kept going; rewarding her bitchy pleas with further driving of her cock into that bottomless pit of an asshole. Her coconut-sized, fleshy balls smacked with loud, wet plops against her pink hide, and her massive futa cock throbbed with an insatiable hunger for satisfaction. Her flared tip, shaped like a star with rounded tips, ripped and tore past her soft insides, claiming them and reminding her of her status as mere property with every thrust.

“Hmm~ Mmmh~” she groaned with each thrust, a hoof finally coming down to give her tight tush yet another smack.
[10:41 PM] Cadance: "AH!" The sharp yelp punctuated her continuing groans and sobs of suffering as the sharp, heavy hoof fell across her flank. The rape was endless, Nightmare's stamina and lust for her agony seemingly endless. The mighty staff of Nightmare's cock seemed to plunge deeper into her with every thrust, raking pain into her insides in places she never thought possible. Her tears fell into the puddle of her own fluids, which had begun to stain her mane and coat. And with every thrust, the mare's massive balls slapped against her, reminding her that sooner or later, she would fill up her rectum with her own repulsive fluids.

And yet, she wouldn't faint. As much as she longed for the release of unconsciousness, some misguided fiber of rebellion forced her to remain awake, and endure it all. But she certainly didn't do it gracefully. Looking at her now, no one would see the fierce and brave commander she'd once been. She seemed nothing now but a soiled rape toy.

"Help me," she began to mutter, practically delirious with pain and grief. "Celestia help me. Please, save me. Celestia..."
[10:50 PM] Jason Baane: “Oh, I am afraid that would be quite impossible” she gloated, amused at Cadance's rambling. “I could arrange for you to be with her, but... I find you too entertaining.”

Her hips bucked, driving her dick in and out of Cadance in a series of rapid thrusts, slam-firing against her pink ponut and driving her deeply into the urine-soaked pillows.

“Mmm, mm, mmmf, ffmm~!” she growled, slamming her armored hoof down on Cadance's flanks once more, smacking the heart-shaped cutiemark with such force that her posterior, at least on one side, was deeply bruised from the repeated blunt force trauma.

“You will learn to love me, dear Cadance. You will see. You will beg for this, every evening.”
[10:56 PM] Cadance: The pillows did little to muffle the fresh screams as Nightmare found new drive in her to rail against Cadance's rectum. The pink former-princess' eyes opened wide, and her legs began scrambling to try and get underneath her, if only to keep her from repeatedly being pile driven into her own piss. She craned her neck up, staring unblinking at the ceiling as Nightmare's cock visited an as-yet-undiscovered level of suffering upon her.

And yet, Nightmare's words stoked that small ember of rebellion, just enough to be a problem. The rational part of her knew it was foolish to talk back now, but that part had long been raped into silence.

"Ahh!" she screamed as she tried to grit her teeth. "I'll never love you. AAah! Ah! C...Celestia.... will beat you. You-Ah! You're nothing... compared to her..."
[11:07 PM] Jason Baane: SMACK

She received another swat on her flank, with enough force to send her fatty portions jiggling in waves from the impact.

SMACK

It happened again, her other hip receiving the back of her hoof. The reprisal for her defiant words was quick, as it was major. It didn't end there, either.

Cadance would find her mane bunched up and pulled back as a magical aura overtook a section of her colored curls, yanking it back hard enough to reign her in and, indeed, make one wonder if Nightmare intended to pull the whole mess off.

With her fanged teeth clenched, her expression contorted to one of rabid hatred and out-of-control jealousy, she removed her hoof from the back of Cadance's head and  used her otherwise beautiful mane as an instrument to tug her face from the bed, just in time to take an armored hoof slapping into her cheek with intense force.

“You whore!” she scolded. “If that is how you will behave, then you will take it like the slut you are!”

Just then, Nightmare slammed her body against Cadance, driving her back down into the pool of piss. This time, however, she was smothered between it and Nightmare's massive form, her entire barrel engulfing the rebel princess as Nightmare hurled herself with reckless abandon over her captive.

As a result, her cock hilted against Cadance's posterior, balls deep as it became obvious what was coming: Her balls heaved, and in mere seconds, Cadance was going to know just how much she could be filled before popping like a balloon.
[11:18 PM] Cadance: "AH!" The first spank sent Cadance flopping against the bed with a sharp yelp. "AAAAAH!" The second hurt so much that she couldn't stop screaming. Her entire ass burned with pain now, inside and out, and the blows had left marks so deep red they looked like dents in her plump, round ass. Her flanks jiggled with every powerful thrust of Nightmare's cock straight into the stretched and abused hole in between them. As Nightmare grabbed her by the mane and yanked, her back arched powerfully, desperate to lean into the painful treatment. Her wings stretched and flapped wildly.

"NOO! AH! You bitch! I hate you! I'll always hate you! It hurts! IT HURTS! MMF-!" Cadance's rebellious cries were finally silenced as she was shoved back into her own piss, this time pinned and smothered by Nightmare's towering body, and she quickly realized she had nowhere to breathe from. Moaning frantically through her pursed lips, her limbs began to flail in a panic as she felt herself suffocating.

Then pain ripped through her as Nightmare's cock dove into her, filling her until she was sure she would burst. "MMMMMMMMMF!" She began to scream again, smothering be damned. It was blinding, overwhelming. Her body didn't know how to respond. The second Nightmare's hips came to rest against her flanks, her body spasmed, and her pussy squirted marecum onto the bed below, brought to orgasm not from pleasure, but pain.
[11:31 PM] Jason Baane: The scene, from the outside, was more or less serene. Nightmare smiled, condifent, smug; laying couchant over a Cadance who was so smothered, she was in no way visible to the outside world. Only her muffled screams gave any indication that she was there, as even her glowing pink posterior was eclipsed by Nightmare's fleshy sack.

But as her balls heaved, her cock throbbed and expanded inside of Cadance. Then, like a flash flood of biblical proportions, she was injected with sizzling cum straight from the demon herself, her bowls being inflated as more and more high-pressure gushes of arcane seed invasively forced its way into the innocent ex-princess.

Nightmare chuckled, the undulations of her lungs being easily felt as Cadance was hopelessly buried under her heavy body. THe blood was eternal, never ending, filling Cadance until it began to leak profusely from her ass, coating her entire backside and the nest itself with sizzling, magical fluid.
[11:38 PM] Cadance: By the time the cum came, Cadance had used up almost all the air she had to scream. She quickly came to regret this situation, as it left her with no way to adequately express the new level of hellish revulsion she experienced. She could only whimper her last few breaths as the hot, hot seed of Nightmare Moon defiled her insides.  It felt like it was burning her from the inside, seeping into the exhausted tissue of her rectum, indescribably thick and heavy. It felt nothing like anything Blazing Sun had pumped into her. And there was so much of it. She felt herself swelling, certain that she must be ballooning from the sheer volume of cum flooding her.

She whimpered and twitched, her lungs burning as much as her ass, tears streaming silently down her eyes. Even as darkness began to creep in around her vision, all her thoughts were on the flood inside her. It felt sticky and dirty, like a taint that she could never expunge. She was completely violated now, raped and used as a cum bucket for the mare she swore to take down. Could any failure be more complete, she wondered deliriously.
[11:45 PM] Jason Baane: Luckily for the helpless little rebel, Nightmare stood up just then. Rising high on legs that sprouted like four bars to a tall, obsidian cage around Cadance, Nightmare did not bother to withdraw herself from the little woman before she did so. Rather, she lazily stood, allowing Cadance's weight to do the work; her pink body being lifted off of the nest, only to slowly slide off of nightmare's pole before she splashed down into the pool of vile piss and cum.

Once she did, it was revealed that Nightmare wasn't done, yet; more of her jizzum sprayed from her engorged flare, thick layers of cum covering Cadance like icing, drowning her world in the twisted perversion of her wicked seed. More came, and more, the volume of it matting in her fur, sticky folds weighing down on hr as if she was being buried in some form of liquid lead.

Finally, as the faucet ran dry, Nightmare turned and dismounted the nest, casually vanishing into the shadows.

“Oh, and do clean yourself up,” she ordered, her tone dripping with toxicity. “You're filthy.”
[11:55 PM] Cadance: Cadance immediately sucked down a deep breath of fresh air as she was allowed to breathe. However, it was quickly put to work whimpering as she felt her hips rising into the air, raised on Nightmare's cock. She yelped and mewled as she slowly slid down its length back onto the bed. She felt every vein-covered inch all over again, as its head spread her anus one last time. Finally, she felt he head pull at her ponut, before it popped free. Her body flumped back onto the bed, splashing into the fluids that coated the mattress. Groaning, she looked up, just in time to see a curtain of white fall over her.

"Uuh. Uuuuh..." she groaned helplessly, unable to so much as move as Nightmare's cream coated her body. She didn't know how much dirtier she could have felt until it began to cover every inch of her, painting her a sickening white. The cum felt just as hot on her outsides as her insides. Her bruises and welts burned from the thick, heavy liquid. Its smell filled her nostrils, mixing with the piss below her, making her want to gag. Yet she still couldn't bring herself to move. She only began to weep again, sobbing as she was marked head to hoof by Nightmare's cock.

Even after Nightmare Moon departed, she remained on the bed for almost half an hour, sobbing hard and stewing in the fluids of her rape. She was broken and used, and felt half-dead from what had been done to her. She didn't know what else to do but cry, and wish these last few days of violation and torment would disappear like her captor had. But they remained. Finally, she forced herself to wiggle to the edge of the bed. She fell heavily to the floor, her legs buckling underneath her. It was several minutes before she managed to stand, and slowly staggered off towards the baths.