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Cheers.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Way behind on posting things to various sites, so dumping them all at once before I forget again. Cheers.", "writing": "\tIn a dark, dank maze in the sheep lands of Fleece, the adventurous Daring Do crept through the shadows. Her mission to find the Great Rod of the Minotaur King had led her here, to this labyrinth on the island of Blete. The lead she had found on the tavern keeper in Baathens' nose ring was a gift from above, and after a few nights of fun she was more than set to come here, to his family's old tomb. Still, even after that bit of fun being alone in ruins like this was hard on a mare, far away from anyone who could help scratch a certain itch she attempted to hide even from herself. The truth was obvious to her masters, she was simple mare who didn’t understand her place. Even after almost a week of staying with that powerful half-breed she refused to admit it to herself. Still the artifact she was tracking down would be worth the trouble. The Rod was a staff belonging to the first of the Minotaur Kings of Fleece several millennia ago. She wasn’t sure why the University wanted it so badly, but she was never one to turn down leaving Equestria to study a new artifact.\n\n\tThe twisting hallways of the structure were built under the palace of the first Minotaur King, which was hard enough to find on it's own. She finally tracked it down to the ancient city of Moossos thanks to that bartender, finding it's ancient palace with a little luck and skill. Still, as Daring found out, that was the easy part.This maze was, after all, designed to keep grave robbers out, and some would claim that’s exactly what she was. Her lantern flickered as she continued on her way through, hoping that the passage leading to the center chamber hadn't collapsed. The air was hot and heavy this deep into the earth; even with the tiny top and shorts the mare was forced to wear, Daring still felt sweat covering her fur. Murals on the wall told the story of the Minotaur King and his conquest of the Sheep of Fleece, the black-collared mare surprised at just how similar their order seemed to be to ways of the New Equestria. \n\n\tThe walls depicted female lambs bowing to the minotaurs or servicing them as the rams looked on, making Daring roll her eyes as she thought of how it reminded her of home. The paint had faded from them years ago and yet they maintained an oddly majestic look to them as she went on her way, the perverted subject matter notwithstanding, perverted subject matter notwithstanding. If she hadn’t been living the scenes she was seeing, she may have found them interesting or arousing. But as it stood she was sick of seeing it and didn’t understand why any mare would willingly submit to these degradations. \n\n\tShe was lying of course, to herself and others. She knew the pleasure of a man’s touch, of any race, and though she’d never admit it afterward, it was almost always an amazing a feeling. One that, unlike many mares, she had enjoyed on may occasions even before the Fall, though she kept those instances out of her books. She knew the Fall should’ve made her feel liberated, it should’ve let her enjoy her urges uninhibited, and yet she fought the desire every step of the way. Every day in Equestria became a struggle to resist those urges, even as they grew stronger, as they naturally did in mares who tried to resist like her.\n\n\tA light ahead took Daring out of her musings; according to the nose ring’s symbols, an eternal flame burned in the Minotaur King’s burial chamber. Her eyes lit up when she realized she had finally arrived and Daring rushed forward, never noticing the trapped tile in front of her. As she moved forward however, an invisible mist filled the hallway and chamber, her ragged breath drawing it quickly freely into her lungs. By the time she entered the illuminated room, she had begun to feel its effects.\n\n\tHer conscious mind however did not notice the dampening of her thighs, instead focusing on the gleaming gold in the room before her now. The treasure-filled burial chamber glittered from the ever-glowing torches, piles of gold and jewels filling the tomb in every corner. But there,on the far wall, she saw it. A solid gold statue of the first minotaur King, likely his coffin, with two cows bowing submissively to either side of him. She then noticed a pedestal before her. A golden rod over a foot long, standing erect from the base of the stonework. She rolled her eyes a bit, the shape of it obviously mimicking a dick, complete with a solid gold ball sack. While the thought of a prideful male losing his most treasured appendage after death amused her a tad, the fact he had turned it into an idol of his own ego put a damper on things for her. No matter how big it was or how good it would feel inside of her.\n\n\tShe shook her head clear of those thoughts; she needed to stay focused for now. Besides, she’d probably be subjected to more than enough humiliation by well-hung stallions when she got home, each of them degrading her over and over. Daring licked her lips, her arousal growing with every breath. It was unusual for her, but she didn’t want to wait until she got back to Equestria to indulge her secret fantasies. She wiped a bit of drool from the side of her mouth as she stared at the golden phallus in front of her.\n\n\tA little bit of fun with the artifact wouldn’t hurt, and she did do the legwork to find it after all. She strode forward, slipping out of her clothing and dropping her backpack to the floor. Reaching forward she grasped the magnificent golden rod, struggling to pull it from its resting place. It seemed to be attached to the pedestal, and refused to budge off of the stonework. As she mulled over her options, wondering if she had a chisel in her pack, Daring noticed a rumbling sound from beneath her. Her eyes widened as the pedestal slowly sank into the floor, and she quickly grabbed it again, struggling in vain to get the shaft. The thought of her punishment for failing filled her head and caused her folds to moisten despite her dire circumstances.\n\n\tThankfully for Daring, the rod stopped as it reached floor level. The artifact then slid along a scarcely noticeable track until it came to rest in front of the middle statue. Then it rose from the ground on top of another, shorter pillar. And this one was just the right size for what the mare had planned for it. She licked her lips as she read the plaque attached to it. “Only she who is worthy to be my slave may handle the staff.”\n\n\t\"What in Tartarus is this tripe, Velvet!?\" She cringed as Trenderhoof went off on her. Of all the males Parchment could’ve lost the company to when he was blanked, he had to lose it to him. She hadn’t liked how the orange-furred owner looked at her with pity of course, but it was infinitely better than Trenderhoof’s rants and insults. If her lover knew the way he treated her, like she was his, there would likely be a reckoning. \n\n\t“I’m sorry, Mr. Trenderhoof. I’m doing my best, but with Daring’s condition-” a hard slap connected with Velvet’s face as her eyes widened and the mistake she made dawned on her.\n\n\t“It’s Sir to you, you ignorant little bitch.” He glared at her from behind his tinted glasses, the blond stallion having less patience for her than normal. “Need I remind you of the contract that your husband signed? In this office you are mine. If you fail to deliver at least 3 best sellers a year, you are mine. You’re at two slut, and it’s not looking good for the third.” Before she could respond however, he began to undo the belt from his jeans. “In fact I think I will remind you.”\n\n\tVelvet felt her heart racing; there were few stallions she would deny if she could, but Trenderhoof was one of them. Before the fall he was an annoyingly pretentious idiot with delusions of grandeur, but after he became a lot worse. Well few males had anything resembling respect for the opposite gender anymore, but Trenderhoof took it further. Every small infraction, every mistake was met with an abuse of his new found power. To say Velvet, as well as the other mares under his employ, hated him was an understatement. But as a Red, and and one bound by contract, there was nothing she could do to deny him.\n\n\tSoon his half-flaccid cock was out, and his belt was bundled in his hand as a makeshift whip, “Now, get over here and show me you know your place.” She cringed as she crawled forward, taking his cock into her hands. She soon make her second mistake, showing reluctance. Trender brought his belt down, and Velvet let out a yelp as a red mark was ingrained on her flank. She quickly got to work after that, one hand moving to massage her temporary ‘master’s’ balls while the other stroked his shaft. Her mouth joined in as she suckled on his cock’s flared tip, each part of her body skillfully moving and pleasuring the male. Her lover made sure she knew how to please a stallion; he wouldn’t have one of his favorites unskilled in something like this after all. She was at least grateful the annoying male she was being forced to service wasn’t half the man of her loving master, let alone the one who showed her the true joys of the fall. \n\n\tStill, Trenderhoof’s smirking face filled Velvet with disgust. Another mark was left on her flank when she made the mistake of glaring for even a fraction of a second. Velvet forced herself to soften her gaze when she looked up to him, but it didn’t change much else. She moved the hand on his shaft away and began to bob her head down his cock. Her tongue skillfully lashed and teased the underside of his rod, giving him a better blowjob than he deserved. Thankfully, he was ready to cum in no time at all. Velvet had been taught by the best after all, Trender’s whores could never keep up with her and the stallion wasn’t used to the tender treatment. When he finally let loose, she swallowed his thick cum as quickly as she could, not wanting to be hit again and not wanting to have to taste him. \n\n\tHe pulled out of her mouth, and Velvet held in a sigh. She was on autopilot now, as she turned on her knees and bent forward, presenting herself to him. She waved her tight, firm flanks in his direction as was expected of her and bent forward as she spread her legs apart, revealing her only slightly wet cunt to her temporary master. Any pleasure that the sudden insertion she got in response may have given her was ripped away by her annoyance and anger. She couldn’t do anything to him, and he knew it. But still a smirk crossed her lips. Trender wasn’t powerful, he wasn’t respected, Night Light meanwhile was just as powerless and lacking in respect, but others still considered him likeable. That wasn’t enough to help her current situation of course, but she had had options. Options that Night Light has opened up to her after he shared her with a family friend. A friend that found the two to be enjoyable company and considered Velvet one his favorite mares despite not owning her. More importantly, he was a stallion who despised the young man rutting her even more than she did. \n\n\tSo she let Trenderhoof have his way for now, spearing in an unskilled way into her cunt as he spanked her sore ass. She faked the moans of pleasure knowing one thing: no mistake she made today was as bad as the one the fool had made by daring to anger her, and by extension one of his creditors. Trender meanwhile enjoyed the older bitch’s cunt, hurling out insults and spankings in equal measure, after all a simple mare like her posed no danger to him in the new world.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tIn a dark, dank maze in the sheep lands of Fleece, the adventurous Daring Do crept through the shadows. Her mission to find the Great Rod of the Minotaur King had led her here, to this labyrinth on the island of Blete. The lead she had found on the tavern keeper in Baathens' nose ring was a gift from above, and after a few nights of fun she was more than set to come here, to his family's old tomb. Still, even after that bit of fun being alone in ruins like this was hard on a mare, far away from anyone who could help scratch a certain itch she attempted to hide even from herself. The truth was obvious to her masters, she was simple mare who didn’t understand her place. Even after almost a week of staying with that powerful half-breed she refused to admit it to herself. Still the artifact she was tracking down would be worth the trouble. The Rod was a staff belonging to the first of the Minotaur Kings of Fleece several millennia ago. She wasn’t sure why the University wanted it so badly, but she was never one to turn down leaving Equestria to study a new artifact.

\tThe twisting hallways of the structure were built under the palace of the first Minotaur King, which was hard enough to find on it's own. She finally tracked it down to the ancient city of Moossos thanks to that bartender, finding it's ancient palace with a little luck and skill. Still, as Daring found out, that was the easy part.This maze was, after all, designed to keep grave robbers out, and some would claim that’s exactly what she was. Her lantern flickered as she continued on her way through, hoping that the passage leading to the center chamber hadn't collapsed. The air was hot and heavy this deep into the earth; even with the tiny top and shorts the mare was forced to wear, Daring still felt sweat covering her fur. Murals on the wall told the story of the Minotaur King and his conquest of the Sheep of Fleece, the black-collared mare surprised at just how similar their order seemed to be to ways of the New Equestria.

\tThe walls depicted female lambs bowing to the minotaurs or servicing them as the rams looked on, making Daring roll her eyes as she thought of how it reminded her of home. The paint had faded from them years ago and yet they maintained an oddly majestic look to them as she went on her way, the perverted subject matter notwithstanding, perverted subject matter notwithstanding. If she hadn’t been living the scenes she was seeing, she may have found them interesting or arousing. But as it stood she was sick of seeing it and didn’t understand why any mare would willingly submit to these degradations.

\tShe was lying of course, to herself and others. She knew the pleasure of a man’s touch, of any race, and though she’d never admit it afterward, it was almost always an amazing a feeling. One that, unlike many mares, she had enjoyed on may occasions even before the Fall, though she kept those instances out of her books. She knew the Fall should’ve made her feel liberated, it should’ve let her enjoy her urges uninhibited, and yet she fought the desire every step of the way. Every day in Equestria became a struggle to resist those urges, even as they grew stronger, as they naturally did in mares who tried to resist like her.

\tA light ahead took Daring out of her musings; according to the nose ring’s symbols, an eternal flame burned in the Minotaur King’s burial chamber. Her eyes lit up when she realized she had finally arrived and Daring rushed forward, never noticing the trapped tile in front of her. As she moved forward however, an invisible mist filled the hallway and chamber, her ragged breath drawing it quickly freely into her lungs. By the time she entered the illuminated room, she had begun to feel its effects.

\tHer conscious mind however did not notice the dampening of her thighs, instead focusing on the gleaming gold in the room before her now. The treasure-filled burial chamber glittered from the ever-glowing torches, piles of gold and jewels filling the tomb in every corner. But there,on the far wall, she saw it. A solid gold statue of the first minotaur King, likely his coffin, with two cows bowing submissively to either side of him. She then noticed a pedestal before her. A golden rod over a foot long, standing erect from the base of the stonework. She rolled her eyes a bit, the shape of it obviously mimicking a dick, complete with a solid gold ball sack. While the thought of a prideful male losing his most treasured appendage after death amused her a tad, the fact he had turned it into an idol of his own ego put a damper on things for her. No matter how big it was or how good it would feel inside of her.

\tShe shook her head clear of those thoughts; she needed to stay focused for now. Besides, she’d probably be subjected to more than enough humiliation by well-hung stallions when she got home, each of them degrading her over and over. Daring licked her lips, her arousal growing with every breath. It was unusual for her, but she didn’t want to wait until she got back to Equestria to indulge her secret fantasies. She wiped a bit of drool from the side of her mouth as she stared at the golden phallus in front of her.

\tA little bit of fun with the artifact wouldn’t hurt, and she did do the legwork to find it after all. She strode forward, slipping out of her clothing and dropping her backpack to the floor. Reaching forward she grasped the magnificent golden rod, struggling to pull it from its resting place. It seemed to be attached to the pedestal, and refused to budge off of the stonework. As she mulled over her options, wondering if she had a chisel in her pack, Daring noticed a rumbling sound from beneath her. Her eyes widened as the pedestal slowly sank into the floor, and she quickly grabbed it again, struggling in vain to get the shaft. The thought of her punishment for failing filled her head and caused her folds to moisten despite her dire circumstances.

\tThankfully for Daring, the rod stopped as it reached floor level. The artifact then slid along a scarcely noticeable track until it came to rest in front of the middle statue. Then it rose from the ground on top of another, shorter pillar. And this one was just the right size for what the mare had planned for it. She licked her lips as she read the plaque attached to it. “Only she who is worthy to be my slave may handle the staff.”

\t"What in Tartarus is this tripe, Velvet!?" She cringed as Trenderhoof went off on her. Of all the males Parchment could’ve lost the company to when he was blanked, he had to lose it to him. She hadn’t liked how the orange-furred owner looked at her with pity of course, but it was infinitely better than Trenderhoof’s rants and insults. If her lover knew the way he treated her, like she was his, there would likely be a reckoning.

\t“I’m sorry, Mr. Trenderhoof. I’m doing my best, but with Daring’s condition-” a hard slap connected with Velvet’s face as her eyes widened and the mistake she made dawned on her.

\t“It’s Sir to you, you ignorant little bitch.” He glared at her from behind his tinted glasses, the blond stallion having less patience for her than normal. “Need I remind you of the contract that your husband signed? In this office you are mine. If you fail to deliver at least 3 best sellers a year, you are mine. You’re at two slut, and it’s not looking good for the third.” Before she could respond however, he began to undo the belt from his jeans. “In fact I think I will remind you.”

\tVelvet felt her heart racing; there were few stallions she would deny if she could, but Trenderhoof was one of them. Before the fall he was an annoyingly pretentious idiot with delusions of grandeur, but after he became a lot worse. Well few males had anything resembling respect for the opposite gender anymore, but Trenderhoof took it further. Every small infraction, every mistake was met with an abuse of his new found power. To say Velvet, as well as the other mares under his employ, hated him was an understatement. But as a Red, and and one bound by contract, there was nothing she could do to deny him.

\tSoon his half-flaccid cock was out, and his belt was bundled in his hand as a makeshift whip, “Now, get over here and show me you know your place.” She cringed as she crawled forward, taking his cock into her hands. She soon make her second mistake, showing reluctance. Trender brought his belt down, and Velvet let out a yelp as a red mark was ingrained on her flank. She quickly got to work after that, one hand moving to massage her temporary ‘master’s’ balls while the other stroked his shaft. Her mouth joined in as she suckled on his cock’s flared tip, each part of her body skillfully moving and pleasuring the male. Her lover made sure she knew how to please a stallion; he wouldn’t have one of his favorites unskilled in something like this after all. She was at least grateful the annoying male she was being forced to service wasn’t half the man of her loving master, let alone the one who showed her the true joys of the fall.

\tStill, Trenderhoof’s smirking face filled Velvet with disgust. Another mark was left on her flank when she made the mistake of glaring for even a fraction of a second. Velvet forced herself to soften her gaze when she looked up to him, but it didn’t change much else. She moved the hand on his shaft away and began to bob her head down his cock. Her tongue skillfully lashed and teased the underside of his rod, giving him a better blowjob than he deserved. Thankfully, he was ready to cum in no time at all. Velvet had been taught by the best after all, Trender’s whores could never keep up with her and the stallion wasn’t used to the tender treatment. When he finally let loose, she swallowed his thick cum as quickly as she could, not wanting to be hit again and not wanting to have to taste him.

\tHe pulled out of her mouth, and Velvet held in a sigh. She was on autopilot now, as she turned on her knees and bent forward, presenting herself to him. She waved her tight, firm flanks in his direction as was expected of her and bent forward as she spread her legs apart, revealing her only slightly wet cunt to her temporary master. Any pleasure that the sudden insertion she got in response may have given her was ripped away by her annoyance and anger. She couldn’t do anything to him, and he knew it. But still a smirk crossed her lips. Trender wasn’t powerful, he wasn’t respected, Night Light meanwhile was just as powerless and lacking in respect, but others still considered him likeable. That wasn’t enough to help her current situation of course, but she had had options. Options that Night Light has opened up to her after he shared her with a family friend. A friend that found the two to be enjoyable company and considered Velvet one his favorite mares despite not owning her. More importantly, he was a stallion who despised the young man rutting her even more than she did.

\tSo she let Trenderhoof have his way for now, spearing in an unskilled way into her cunt as he spanked her sore ass. She faked the moans of pleasure knowing one thing: no mistake she made today was as bad as the one the fool had made by daring to anger her, and by extension one of his creditors. Trender meanwhile enjoyed the older bitch’s cunt, hurling out insults and spankings in equal measure, after all a simple mare like her posed no danger to him in the new world.

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