The Party Pony
Disclaimer: This story contains teens, sexual assault themes and scenes of rape, if this type of material disturbs or distresses you in any way then please avoid this story. This is my first attempt at anything like this so I hope yopu all enjoy it.All others please enjoy and give feedback, its the only way I'll improve :)
This is my first attempt at anything like this so I hope yopu all enjoy it.

Emma just couldn't believe it, she had really given up on it ever happening but now, suddenly, it was. She had been invited to a real teen party, she was finally being noticed by the popular groups and that fact alone had her heart racing. The 18 year old pony had accepted her place as the loner, she had never been that popular and her rather bland grey coat and black hair didn't really help her stand out much. The only catch the other girls had given her was that she had to turn up early to help get things ready and that seemed fair enough to Emma.
After her dinner Emma gets into her best jeans, a nice loose pair that don't make her bum look too big, and a nice loose low cut that shows off her chest while also helping to cover her slight love handles. So shortly after 7pm she set out towards the old part of town to find the old railway hotel and by quarter to 8 she had got there. As she enters the old building she notes that although the plaster is crumbling slightly and most of the windows are either broken or boarded the actual structure still looks solid enough that she doesn't have to worry about the roof falling in on them during the party. As she forces past the rather stiff front door she finds herself in a rather dank and dusty reception room that seems to be completely empty. Assuming she is the first to arrive she goes towards the large wooden desk for a little noisie only to be given the fright of her life as someone shouts, "hey there!"
As she almosts jumps out her fur she spins round she is hugely relieved to see that she knows the three furs standing before her. As she tries to slow her heart she seaches her mind for the right names, she knows for sure that the large black wolf is Riordan and that the grey wolf beside him is Malcolm, they are the easy ones as they are both in her year but the red fox isn't. She thinks hard as she smiles and walks over to them, she knows he goes to the same school and that he is a few years younger than them but she just can't recall his name. Embarrassed that she doesn't know all their names she just quietly says, "hiya."
Riordan smiled sweetly as Emma came over to them and gestured for her to follow them as he explained, "alright Emma we are going to need to clear some space in this large room for people to dance, if me and the guys move the bigger bits of junk can you brush away the rest?" 
As she hears Riordan use her name Emma feels a rush of excitement, he actually knew her name, she never expected someone like Riordan to know her by name. She was so amazed by that fact that she only barely heard what he had asked and as she saw them all turn to look at her she realised she hadn't actually answered him yet, "oh...yeah thats fine."
With a small chuckle Riordan gives her a playful shove and says, "ok, theres a brush over there", before getting to work moving bits of broken furniture with the two other guys leaving Emma to grab the brush and get started. 
After only a short time the room starts to look half decent as the dust and debrie is  all shoved into the one corner. As Emma pushes a last pile of plaster dust into the corner she is grabbed round the waist from behind and is spun round suddenly. At first panic begins to set in but as she hears the light laughter of Riordan she relaxes and blushes as she is set down softly by the strong smiling wolf. As he stares at her Emma feels her heart race and her blush growing by the moment, so much so that she was sure that by now it must be showing through her short fur. As he just looks at her Emma finds herself unable to stop smiling but also unable to look up at the attractive boy. As she justs stands there in a love struck daze Riordan gives a quick look over towards the other lads before saying, "come on lets ditch for a bit." Before Emma can even answer Riordan has grabbed her hand and with only a gentle tug has her happliy following his heels. Emma simple doesn't care where they are going and doesn't even think about why he has them climbing stairs, she only cares that he is holding her hand.
Before she knows it he has released his grip and left her feeling like there is a void in her palm. As she tries to hold the memory of his grip in her mind she finally takes in her surroundings and realizes that he has brought her to one of the hotels old rooms. Looking round she sees that the old mattress is gone and in its place are some camping mats and open sleeping bags, this makes her worry slightly as she has never even kissed a boy and now she was alone with one in a room that looked like it had been set up for one specific reason. As Riordan sits on the makeshift bed he sees the panic in Emma's eyes and quickly says, "its not what your thinking, me and the guys were setting up a few rooms like this when you got here so we could just crash up here after the party, come sit and have a drink with me."
Believing his explination Emma smiles and sits beside him as he produces two open beers from beside the bed. As he hands her one he smiles and shuffles closer to her, causing their bodies to come into contact. Feeling his body pressing against her side Emma feels a sudden rush of heat through her body and quickly takes a drink from the beer Riordan had given her. For the next minute or so they just sit together and smiling as they drink their beers.
Then Emma starts to feel a strange, she realises she is having more and more trouble holding onto her bottle and as she begins to worry the bottle slips from her fingers to smack loudly onto the floor, only she does't hear a loud thud as she thought she would only a muffled knock. As the groggy feeling spreads through her she feels a hand on her shoulder as she is shoved back so she is on her back with her legs hanging over the edge of the bed. Not quite understanding what is going on Emma desperately tries to lift her head only to have Riordan to appear looming over her with a now almost evil smirk. 
Seeing that the drug is doing it's work Riordan does a quick check by lifting one of Emma's arms before letting it slump dowm again. Clearly she was now completely helpless and Riordan simple laughed as he began to move his hands over her body, sliding them up over her belly to firmly squeeze her large breasts. 
Emma feels something moving on her belly but only really grasps what it is when she feels her chest being fondled and is able to look down enough to see the wolfs hands moving over her. She is mortified that this is happening, she justs wants to scream but all she can muster is the slightest of groans that is meet but a chuckle from Riordan, "sorry babe but you won't be getting any help, even if you could scream no one willing to save you will hear. You are ours tonight and we plan to have plenty of fun." As he says the last part he starts to pull up Emma's top revealing her avearge body and large bra covered bust. Riordan wastes no time in twisting her to be able to reach under to her bra clasp and has soon released her breasts. 
As her breasts are exposed Emma starts to cry softly, letting out only the smallest whimpers as the tears slowly start to flow. Riordan doesn't seem to be bothered by any of Emma's pain and simple starts to fondle her breasts. After some time feeling and sucking on her chest Riordan grabs the top of Emma's jeans and as she feels him fighting to get them off her she makes a renewed attempt to shout out for help only to let out a series of pathetic grunts and moans. To make things worse this seems to only fuel Riordans lust as he pulls harder and soon has her jeans torn away from her leaving her in only the bright yellow panties she was wearing. As her body rocked softly with her muted sobs Riordan gently took hold of the sides of her underwear and slowly sliding them off to reveal her tight virgin lips. 
With her now totally nude Emma knew there was no hope of being saved and could only try to get through this nightmare in one piece, as she accepted her fate she felt Riordan climbing onto her and without anymore ceremony he thrusted his large canine cock into her. The sudden penetration sent sharp burning pain through her body and she badly wanted to scream out for him to stop but all she could do was try to endure it. 
Emma had hoped that the initial pain would subside but the rough thrusting of the large wolf was making the pain worse by the moment. Riordan on the other hand was in heaven, he had never felt anything so tight and the way her pussy was clampng down onto him was pushing him to climax faster than ever and he was forcing his knot against her slit badly wanting to knot her. Sadly he knew he couldn't, if he did he would be stuck and the other guys were probably waiting in the hallway for their turn. So as he feels himself getting close he tightly squeezes his knot with his hand and pushes as much of his dick into her as he releases his load. 
On getting up he sees that there is some blood on his dick and as he looks to see the mixture of his cum and her virgin blood he lets out a loud laugh, "oh my god she's a fucking virgin, well she was one."
Emma can't believe what has just happened to her, she had been raped and he had came inside her, she could actually feel his seed both in her and dripping out of her abused slit. She badly wants to curl up and cry her eyes out but to her horror she doesn't just hear Riordan leave the room she hears someone else come in. She only finds out it is Malcolm when he climbs on top of her and she watches as he looks down to direct his tip against her pussy lips. She does her best to plead to him with her eyes but he is only looking at her chest as he thrusts into her. Malcolm wastes little time and is soon thrusting wildly  as he nuzzles and bites at her breasts. 
Now praying for help Emma is relieved when Malcolm suddenly withdraws from her, she believes her ordeal may be over but those hopes are quickly dashed as she feels him lift her slight and a pressure on her anus. She didn't think the night could get worse but it had and with only the mixture of her vaginal juices and Riordans seed for lube Malcolm tried to force himself into her rear. This time the pain is near overwhelming and Emma feels for sure she is passing out only for his second attempt to bury his dick in her backside forces her back into full consciousness. Thankfully the shear tightense of her rear sends Malcolm over the edge and she soon feels the hot spurt of his seed in her rear as the wolf moans loudly in pleasure.

Malcolm takes his time dressing after leaving Emma in a state of limbo as she waits to see if this ordeal was over or just beginning. To her horror she hears many more voices when the bedroom door opens and as the next one enters she softly begins to sob again as she hears one say proudly, "I'm gonna ride that party pony raw."