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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 1:01:45 GMT -5
Pinkie rolled her eyes. "Pokie poke!" she screeched back at him as she harshly jabbed her hooves at Thunder's back.
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 1:05:23 GMT -5
His face was now red with fury, he began to bite and tear at the rope, in a fee seconds he was almost halfway across the first line of rope "let-grunt-me go!"
Sex?
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 1:08:23 GMT -5
(im tired =3)
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 1:13:59 GMT -5
(( Meh, ok. I can't get to sleep anyway ))
Pinkie flipped over Thunder, trying to get him away from the ropes. "Naughty~" she purred as she loomed over him. The mare leaned in close, her warm, sweet-scented breath puffing onto Thunder's neck.
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 1:16:05 GMT -5
Thunder stretched his neck away from her, He was now blushing and a bulge began to show in his pants
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Post by Master Jay on Jun 18, 2013 1:16:45 GMT -5
The dragon looked closer. Is she about to do what I think she is? he asked himself.
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 1:21:33 GMT -5
((Lul, pony got pants *•*))
"Thundy..." she whispered in a seductive voice. Her voice was chillingly eerie. Pinkie's eyes narrowed, eyeing his body. "First you're in pain from the cuts. Does it hurt there too?" she snickered, slowly licking the blood that oozed from his cheek, then planting a dirty kiss on the stallion's lips.
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 1:24:07 GMT -5
Being pinned on his back and not being able to stop her he accepted the mares kiss
(that ain't normal?)
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 1:27:46 GMT -5
((ponies are naturally naked rite? Unless he wears stylish pants  )) Her tongue slipped into his mouth, letting him have a taste of his own blood. After a while, she pulled away, a thin strand of saliva dripping out. "Wasn't that yummy?" she asked, grinning with the utmost pleasure. |
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 1:29:37 GMT -5
Thunder nodded slightly, almost as if he was in a trance. His member was now unsheated and he was hard
(ok he has no pants )
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 1:35:54 GMT -5
'Just as before. Pathetic...' she thought. The mare looked down, seeing and feeling Thunder's erecting member poking at her back leg. "Do you still taste good?" she wondered aloud. Without any kind of answer, she bent down and began to roughly nurse at the head, licking and nipping at Thunder. He certainly still tasted good!
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 1:41:24 GMT -5
He moaned quietly, he twitched slightly as she sent waves out pleasure through his body
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 1:49:58 GMT -5
"Does it feel good?" she asked. "That's not good at all..." Pinkie's voice was icy again. Her hoof with the knife glided along Thunder's flank, towards the butt, then went across to the other flank. To do so, she had picked his lower half up a bit. All the while, her mouth delved deeper on the stallion's thick member, making it hot and sticky with her saliva.
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 1:53:56 GMT -5
Thunder looked at the knife nervously as it trailed his flank. Once she went deeper he moaned louder than before.
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 1:57:17 GMT -5
"Why the hell are you so damn aroused!? You're supposed to feel pain!" she whined, staring hard at Thunder. He hoof slipped as she grew enraged, slicing a part of the rope that bound Thunder.
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 2:01:44 GMT -5
He left his left hoof free, but she cut it deep, causing him to scream in pain
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 2:05:27 GMT -5
She giggled maniacally again and sat on Thunder's legs. Pinkie raised the knife, wanting to cut more of his stupid body. "This life will be ended by the knife--" she cut off, ready to bring the blade down again.
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 2:07:47 GMT -5
He cowered and covered his head waiting for death to come
(brb bathroom)
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 2:18:48 GMT -5
((12:30am, still not tired...))
The mare suddenly stopped, eyes widening in shock. When her mouth opened to speak, a bubble of blood emerged from it instead. It popped and a terrifying screech escaped from her vocal cords. Her body began to spaz and shudder, convulsing heavily. "A-ahAaHHh!!!!" Pinkamena spat out as she collapsed hard onto the ground. She ceased to twitch, and only breathed heavily as she struggled to get up.
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 2:25:23 GMT -5
Still tied up he crawled back over to the knife she dropped and struggled to try and cut the rope (right now its 3:25 AM
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 2:29:39 GMT -5
"N-no...." she moaned as she struggled on her hooves. "I wanna play more..." Pinkie sniffled, wiping away the blood on her lips as she too, weakly attempted to get to the knife.
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 7:23:46 GMT -5
(what's happening to her?)
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Post by Master Jay on Jun 18, 2013 10:27:22 GMT -5
The dragon kept watching. "Well I guess him enjoying it was a major turn off."
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 12:05:39 GMT -5
((Her demonic counterpart wants to take over...  )) |
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Post by Master Jay on Jun 18, 2013 14:00:42 GMT -5
...oh okay.
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 15:43:33 GMT -5
He began to crawl towards the entrance of the basement,
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 15:44:28 GMT -5
(so is that good or bad, and whisp why aren't you on during the day x its summer break
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 16:47:59 GMT -5
((It's bad, and I'm busy watching... videos...))
The mare bolted upright on her back hooves, spine curling in, making her look as if she was defying her own bone structure. Her head twisted slowly towards the stallion with the sound of grinding bones. Her eyes had turned dark and blood-shot, drilling fiery holes into Thunder.Her hoof reaching up to her cheek, pulling at her own flesh that easily tore away like wet paper. It was a horrid sight. Chunks of bloody ragged flesh plopped onto the grimy basement floor. Underneath was a darker coat of blood-stained pink, lined with black jagged stripes.
After the last bits of flesh where torn away, it revealed Pinkamena's demonic counterpart. Pincer-like fangs where at each edge of her wide spanned, bloody and cut-up mouth. She had two large bugged red eyes, along with smaller ones at the end of those that rarely blinked. On her front hooves where sewn-on rusty steel claws that twitched with anticipation. Her mane and tail where horribly ragged and torn in patched on her head, same with her coat: patches of fur torn away to reveal raw red flesh. Even her cutie mark was un-recognizable due to the multiple cuts that littered her flanks.
Her demonic voice rang out.
"It's nice to be back~" |
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Post by Demonic admin on Jun 18, 2013 17:04:55 GMT -5
"shit!"he muttered frozen in fear from the nightmarish sight
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Post by whisp on Jun 18, 2013 17:57:55 GMT -5
{Diane}
"Time to die..." The mare beamed at Thunder and charged at him, aiming to rake her rusty claws at his flesh. |
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