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The first leads turned out to be nothing but rumors, but Supermare thoroughly investigated each and every one of them nonetheless - she was all too familiar with the horror of those living as the Caribou’s slaves.\n\nEach time her hopes were dashed, and with each passing day Supermare’s despair over her fellow heroines’ fate increased. She had even started to entertain the thought of assaulting the capital directly, and challenging the vile king of the Caribou to personal combat in order to beat the information out of him. She knew her friends were strong, but she also knew that liberty was the most valuable thing to a pony. Every day spent as a sex slave was a day too many.\n\nBut then, at the peak of Supermare’s desperation, she received word that somepony had actual, tangible evidence of where the Caribou were holding the girls.\n\nThe message was sent by Rarity, a former Element of Harmony closely associated with the Caribou elite. Seemingly regretting the role she played in the Caribou’s conquest of Canterlot, she had become a reliable source of intelligence for the resistance, despite upholding the image of an obedient red collar slave in public.\n\n———\n\nThe meeting was planned at sunset, in the central square of the capital. Although it was one of the busiest areas of the city, it was also the only way contact could be made with informants close to the top. Slaves could be sent out on errands, but could not normally abscond for long. Risks would need to be taken in order to ensure Rarity would remain free of suspicion.\n\nThe Caribou had strict protocols when it came to females of any species. Regarded as property, all girls wore thick leather slave collars. Even those on embassies or official government business from abroad were required to wear blue collars, which granted them diplomatic immunity - any female seen without one was free game, and would become the possession of the first male that succeeded in capturing her.\n\nSupermare could never wear such a symbol of oppression around her neck. She stood and fought for liberty, and opposed everything the Caribou had imposed upon Equestria. But even so, it was strange to see mares out in public wearing anything other than the revealing outfits deemed appropriate for slaves. In fact many females were normally buck naked, forced to crawl behind their owners while being led by leashes and chains. Blending into Caribou society as a mare would normally be a difficult task. Fortunately Supermare could rely on her muscular physique, which at least from a distance could deceive the guards with the right disguise.\n\nDoing away with her costume, the heroine donned on civilian clothes. Putting on a coat and sweater to hide her chest and covering her mane underneath a hat, she headed to the fallen city of Canterlot.\n\n—————\n\nIt wasn’t long before Supermare saw the white pony walking in her direction. Using the pretext of picking up fabrics for her fashion designs, Rarity had planned out her route so as to walk past the meeting spot right at the agreed upon time.\n\nShe wore little more than thin strips of fabric, which hung from her nipples and only barely covered her crotch. The material was almost see through, leaving little to the imagination. Supermare could tell they were made of luxurious silk, flickering with colors in the fading light. They hung down her body from delicately crafted, golden ornaments studded with tiny gemstones. Regardless of how much her life had changed, Rarity hadn’t lost her touch when it came to garment design.\n\nSupermare knew this would be a swift encounter. Any small talk would needlessly endanger both of them. Rarity barely broke her stride, pretending to be running her errands. The two mares’ eyes momentarily met, before the red collar mare discreetly pushed a satchel into Supermare’s hands.\n\nThat would be all she would see of the mare once known as the Element of Generosity. Rarity disappeared into the crowd as quickly as she had arrived, continuing to go about her business. Supermare quickly hid the bag inside her coat, before quietly leaving Canterlot.\n\n——————\n\nBack in the safety of her hideout, Supermare opened the satchel Rarity had handed her. It contained two tapes and several grainy photos. The quality of the images was poor, but just good enough to positively identify both Superfilly and Mare Do Well. Supermare was shocked at what she saw.\n\n“Oh no…” she exclaimed in dismay, clenching her fists in rage.\n\nSweetie Belle had a magic nullifier ring placed on her horn, which suppressed her powers. Her costume was tattered and torn, and was covered in what looked like semen. Another showed her masturbating in public, while the final picture showed her being raped by another mare.\n\nApple Bloom had fared no better. The photos showed her being captured and raped by a shadowy Caribou. She had been forced down onto her knees and made to suck his cock, before being led by a leash, crawling on her hands and knees.\n\nSupermare felt her blood boil as she learned of the fate of her fellow heroines. Although captured mares were inevitably abused as such, Supermare had maintained a faint sense of hope that they had somehow evaded enslavement, especially since nopony had ever confirmed the fact. But now that hope was gone completely. Her little sister and close friend were sex slaves now, and subject to the abject machinations of the most nefarious villains Equestria had ever seen. Supermare’s hands shook in anger, as she slotted the first tape into the video player.\n\nThe quality was terrible, and seemed to be taken from a security camera in a dark, shady facility. The screen showed two girls locked in stockades, being raped both orally and vaginally at the same time. No sound had been recorded, but Supermare could tell they were Superfilly and Mare Do Well going by what little remained of their costumes. The image was too dark and grainy to positively identify any of the males present, but there seemed to be a horde of both bulls and stallions present. As soon as one of them came, another one was ready to take his place, erect cock in hand.\n\nIn a way, Supermare was glad she couldn’t hear the girls’ screams and cries. But all that changed when she watched the second video.\n\nThis time, the image was clear as day. It showed both Superfilly and Mare Do Well locked into a strange machine, completely stripped of their outfits and restrained with their legs spread. Helmets covered their heads and faces, while two enormous sex toys penetrated them from below. A strange mark had been tattooed above their crotches, one that Supermare had never seen before - a large black horseshoe, along with some runic letters that she could not read. Both girls were under considerable duress, screaming and struggling as they resisted fiercely.\n\n“N-no! My name isn’t S-Slutfilly!” Applebloom cried, trying in vain to break free.\n\n“Aaagh!! Noo!! Get out of my head!” Sweetie Belle screamed as she contorted her body.\n\nSupermare had only heard of the unspeakable horror of the Caribou’s sexual experimentations, their evil machinations aimed at turning females of all kinds into their willing, submissive sex slaves. And now her closest friends had fallen victim to the villains.\n\nThe map Rarity had included pointed to a heavily fortified tower in Canterlot’s inner city, now a Caribou stronghold and the center of their power. Infiltration would be difficult for even for the swiftest of pegasi, but not so much for a super heroine aided by the cover of night.\n\nFueled by righteous anger, Supermare took to the moonlit skies, stealthily returning to Equestria’s capital using her powers of flight.\n\nSomepony had to put a stop to it. Supermare would end it this very night, with her own hands. \n\n————\n\nAs fortune would have it, it was a cloudy night. Under cover of darkness Supermare flew to the upper reaches of the city, using her super vision to identify the spire where the girls were being held. Not that the Caribou maintained significant aerial security anyway. The Wonderbolts were firmly under their control, and most of the winged kind had long been subjugated. Most of the country had been pacified, and the capital was a long way from the potential areas of conflict on Equestria’s frontier. A single pony entering stealthily from the sky was likely to go unnoticed.\n\nA quick chop to the neck was all it took to knock out the lone guard posted on the tower balcony. After hiding the stallion’s body behind some crates Supermare snuck inside, heading down the winding steps and into the castle. She knew she had to remain unnoticed for as long as possible in order to prevent the Caribou from taking any preventative evacuation measures. The heroines had tried brash frontal attacks before, attempting to free slaves by using their superior strength and abilities. The Caribou had adapted to these raids over time by using stalling tactics, managing to quickly relocate their captives and leaving Supermare and her friends with empty hands in many cases. Breaking in was easy, but actually freeing mares had become harder and harder over time. Supermare could not afford to lose track of her sister and close friend again, especially knowing their predicament.\n\nIt wasn’t her style, but Supermare had to use all of her skills and powers to evade the patrols as she descended down the tower into the castle’s dungeon. Her excellent hearing allowed her to detect the clopping hooves of the guards on patrol, her super sight detected the smallest movements in the distance and her powers of flight allowed her to evade the soldiers by reaching hiding spots in high places, or simply by floating above the unsuspecting stallions. Zero body count was the plan. It didn’t matter how many goons she would eventually have to fight on her way out. She had the strength to spare.\n\nBut after sneaking her way a couple of floors down, Supermare found herself standing before a pair of massive blast doors. She had seen them before - the Caribou constructed these for added security when dealing with high-value captives. In many cases they required multiple ponies with the right level of authorization to open, often through a combination of hand scanners and pass keys.\n\n“Darn, looks like this is far as I’ll go by hiding in the shadows. But Superfilly and Mare Do Well must be close by, and there’s no time to waste,” Supermare thought, placing her fingertips between the two enormous steel plates.\n \nUsing her super strength, Supermare tore open the heavy doors, forcing them apart with little effort. The alarms sounded immediately, causing stallions and bulls to pour into the tower from all sides. Supermare sprinted down the hallway, sending the first Caribou flying with a swing if her arm. The second guard was caught with a fist straight to the jaw, and the next kicked up into the ceiling above with a well-placed kick. \n\n“Y’all should know by now that I can do this all night long,” Supermare cried, barely breaking her stride as she ran.\n\nThe Caribou never seemed to learn though, no matter how badly they were beaten. Although they had tried many tactics, none of them had been effective enough to really stop the super heroines.\n\n“Get that bitch!” a bull roared, driving his men forward.\n\n“We’ve got you now, cunt!” another screamed.\n\nNone of it bothered Supermare. She had heard it so many times before. She knew they were no match for her powers of righteousness. The heroine kept swinging her fists, kicking out with her hooves, knocking out stallion after stallion, bull after bull, until none were left standing. She wasn’t even winded. Stepping over the bodies of the unconscious, she grabbed one bloodied Caribou by his armor and lifted him off the ground.\n\n“Answer me. Where are y’all keepin’ Superfilly and Mare Do Well?” Supermare spoke, looking the bull straight in the eye.\n\n“Hehahahah…you’re close, Supermare. But you’ll never free your friends. Our champion will see to that,” he said with an evil grin.\n\nIn that exact moment the lighting in the room turned green. A door slid open, and the hulking figure of a massive Caribou stepped forward.\n\n“HAHAHA, there he is! It’s over for you now, you whore!” the bull cackled.\n\n“Y’all never learn, don’t you. Well, guess I’ll just have to beat the answer out of this ‘champion’ then,” Supermare retorted, tossing the wounded bull to the side.\n\nThe Caribou champion didn’t speak. Supermare could only hear the metallic sound of his breathing apparatus as he stepped towards her. He was wearing a form fitting, full-body rubber suit, complemented with a gas mask expelling puffs of vapor with each breath he took. The latex suit was crafted so that it fit around his penis as if it were a mere coating, making the bull look buck naked. Supermare could see that his member was engorging, revealing itself by slipping out of its sheath.\n\n“Ugh, you Caribou really have some disgusting perversions, y’know?” Supermare spoke with disgust.\n\nThe bull didn’t answer, instead raising his fists as he approached the heroine. He was clearly up for a fight.\n\nThe first swing Supermare took connected. But to her surprise the bull quickly regained his footing, merely stunned for a moment. Clearly this one was tougher than the others. Reassuming his fighting stance, the Caribou counterattacked, and the combatants exchanged a succession of blows. Again Supermare had the upper hand, slamming her elbow straight into her opponent’s jaw. Again he stumbled backwards, and again he straightened up, ready to go at it again.\n\nSupermare couldn’t quite put a finger on it, but something about this villain seemed…off. Her punches, normally more than enough for even the toughest of Caribou to handle, didn’t seem to have the same impact on this bull. In addition he was able to block some of her fists despite her superior speed, and the more the battle dragged on the better he seemed to become at anticipating her moves.\n\nSoon Supermare found herself sweating and out of breath. For some reason she was feeling worn out, to the point that her legs were burning and her footwork was starting to go. The Caribou capitalized on his advantage, surging forward and pressing his attack. He was fast, landing his punches and kicks with increasing success. Supermare’s counterattacks barely slowed him down, seemingly bouncing off her attacker.\n\n“What in tarnation is goin’ on?” the super heroine thought. “He’s pushin’ me back! How is this guy so much more powerful than the others?”\n\nSuddenly the bull slipped through Supermare’s defenses with a lightning fast move, landing a sickeningly powerful punch right into her gut. As the heroine’s legs buckled from underneath her, the Caribou grabbed her by the throat, slamming her against the wall.\n\nThe bull was now so close that Supermare could feel the emissions from his mask on her face. She felt sick, worse than she had ever felt. She was exhausted, beat up and knew she had to escape. Summoning the last of her strength she lifted her knees to her chest and used both hooves to deliver a powerful kick to her assailant, sending him flying across the room.\n\n“Urgh…this guy’s trouble…I have to…get out of here…” Supermare thought, struggling to rise to her hooves.\n\nThe decision tore her apart. She knew that failing to free Superfilly and Mare Do Well here would result in them being moved to another secret location. It would likely be months before she would get another lead. Months that her sister and friend would have to spend undergoing harsh slave training and other sexual indignities. But she was the only heroine left, and by now the only driving force behind the resistance. She could not afford to be captured, for both her fellow heroines’ and Equestria’s sake.\n\n“I’m so sorry girls, please forgive me. I’ll be back for you, I promise,” Supermare thought, scanning the room for an escape route.\n\nA nearby window was the closest exit. Supermare took it, smashing through the glass and intending to take to the air. She could fly away, find a hiding place and recover her strength.\n\nExcept she didn’t.\n \nTo Supermare’s surprise her powers of flight failed her, and she crashed to the ground, her fall being broken by the tree branches, bushes and eventually the ground.\n\n—————\n\nIt hurt. It shouldn’t have hurt, not from that height and certainly not considering her super powers.\n\n“Augh…who is this guy and what did he do to me? What kind of devilish power did he obtain?” Supermare wondered as she struggled to get on her hooves. “Ughh…this is bad…c-can’t run, I’ve got to hide…” \n\nThe pain was overpowering, shooting up the left side of her body every time she tried to move. But she could not afford to delay. All of the surrounding towers had lit up entirely - the alarm had been raised, and the Caribou would be coming for her soon. Summoning up her remaining strength, Supermare attempted to crawl towards the thicket, dragging her bruised body along the ground while she frantically looked for a hiding spot.\n\nPulling herself through the bushes, the heroine dropped herself into a nearby ditch. As Supermare laid there she felt the pain slowly subsiding, along with her fatigue. If only she could evade detection long enough, she would surely regain her stamina and be able to escape Canterlot. To her relief, her knee and ankle weren’t broken from the fall.\n\n“Whew…just focus on your breathing girl. Slow and deep, recover your strength,” Supermare thought to herself, closing her eyes to focus.\n\nAnd it seemed to work. Little by little, she started feeling better. Her strength started returning to her, and the pain faded away. But just as hope returned to her, she heard the bushes above her rustle, followed by the heavy thud of hooves landing beside her. The Caribou had found her.\n\n“Urgh, why you!” Supermare screamed, aiming a right hook at the bull’s masked face.\n\nThe fiend anticipated her move however, blocking her fist and landing his knee squarely into her stomach. It knocked the wind out of Supermare. But before she could fall to her knees the Caribou grabbed hold of her head, blasting her with a large emission of green gas from his mask.\n\nGlowing green gas. A green suit.\n\nKryptonite.\n\nThe penny finally dropped in Supermare’s mind. That’s why the villain seemed to be so fast and strong. It wasn’t that he had incredible powers - it was Supermare’s very own strength that was being sapped by the second. The room’s lighting had been part of the trap, hiding the kryptonite’s glow from her until the very end. \n\n“So that’s how these fiends managed to overpower Superfilly!” Supermare growled, as she struggled to rise.\n\nHow the Caribou had gotten their grubby hands on kryptonite of all things was a mystery to Supermare, but now was not the time to think about such matters. Her senses were clearly affected by the gas, and the exhaustion and nausea had returned. She had to end this as soon as possible.\n\nExpending the last of her strength, Supermare rushed at het opponent. Ducking underneath the bull’s counterattack, she aimed a powerful kick at her assailant’s side, sending him flying backwards. But as she connected, the Caribou blasted another thick cloud of gas right into her face. The super heroine collapsed to the ground, hacking and coughing. To her dismay the villain stood back up, his penis now fully erect. The prospect of victory seemed to arouse the bull. \n\nSupermare was now so weak the Caribou’s attacks seemed like a rain of fists. Every time she tried to counterattack the villain blasted her in the face using kryptonite gas, weakening the super heroine even further. He was toying with her now, seemingly enjoying her labored attempts at fighting him. But then he made his move, grabbing at Supermare’s crotch and ripping away her panties. Before she could react, the bull had wrapped his fingers around her neck once more, and slammed her to the ground.\n\n“GAH!” she exclaimed, clawing at the brute’s powerful grip.\n\nIt was then that Supermare saw her assailant’s enormously engorged cock pointing straight at her exposed vagina. She knew what was going to happen. Panicking, the heroine attempted to close her legs and kick the brute away, but by now she was completely powerless to resist him. Forcing her legs open with ease, the Caribou placed the tip of his member against her labia, and forced himself inside her sanctity.\n\n“AAAUGHH!! N-NO, NOO!!” Supermare screamed.\n\nIt hurt. And it make matters worse, the Caribou’s penis was covered in kryptonite-laced latex, weakening her even further. No matter how hard she fought or what she tried, Supermare simply no longer had the strength to throw him off of her. Every thrust of his cock sapped what little of her power remained. Repeated blasts of kryptonite gas left the super heroine utterly helpless. The Caribou’s victory was complete, and he knew it.\n\nWith Supermare’s resistance to weak to bother him, the bull grabbed her by the throat using both hands. Grunting loudly like an animal, the fiend started pumping hard and fast, looking to satisfy his raging lust.\n\n“Ngk! Gguh!” the super heroine exclaimed, unable to dislodge the hands squeezing her throat.\n\nAnother blast of green gas hit Supermare in the face as her vision started to dim. The Caribou’s savage grunts seemed to fade into the distance, as her oxygen-starved lungs screamed for air.\n\n“N-no! C-can’t…resist…going…to…pass out…” she thought, now too weak to even lift her arms in defiance.\n\nBut just as everything was about to fade to black, the bull suddenly let out a beastly roar. Releasing his grip on Supermare’s throat, the brute firmly grabbed hold of her hips. Entranced and groaning with pleasure, the Caribou ejaculated deeply inside her pussy with every thrust of his cock. Hilting himself over and over, the savage made sure to empty his balls inside his victim, pumping until the very last drop.\n\nSupermare for her part could only gasp for air. But as oxygen filled her lungs once more and she regained her senses, she felt an icy chill emanating inside her womb. \n\n“W-what’s going on?” the heroine thought, her attention turning to her nethers.\n\nA strange, pale glow appeared above her crotch as the sensation spread all over her body. It was painless but uncomfortable - Supermare started to shiver as the glow slowly morphed into the outline of a horseshoe, accompanied by the runic inscriptions characteristic of Caribou writing.\n\nIt was the same horseshoe symbol Supermare had seen on Superfilly and Mare Do Well in the video. But now she realized it hadn’t been tattooed onto their skin. It was the result of the Caribou’s rune magic, a permanent enchantment engraved onto the bodies of their rape victims.\n\nSupermare had no time to ponder its implications however. Immediately after retracting himself from her body, the Caribou grabbed her by the throat once more. Before Supermare knew what had happened she heard a click, finding a thick, black strip of leather adorned by a heavy metal ring clasped tightly around her neck. It was the characteristic collar of slaves, denoting the fact that she was now considered property.\n\nSupermare hated collars with a passion. It wasn’t necessarily the accessory itself. No, it was what the collars had come to represent - slavery and oppression. It was the sign of once free mares made into the servants of the invaders, symbolizing the absolute power males held over females in Caribou society. It stood for everything Supermare fought against - she had sworn to uphold the righteous cause and to never wear a collar, nor let anypony force one upon her.\n\n“This collar…I m-must remove it! I-I won’t…become…a slave!” Supermare said, grasping at the collar.\n\nEven the effort of raising her hands to her neck now required a monumental effort. Her arms felt heavy and weak, completely drained of their usual strength. Supermare tried to clutch her fingers at the leather strip wrapped around her throat, but despite repeated attempts to tear it off, the material just wouldn’t give way.\n\n“Hrrgh! Why…won’t it come off!” she cried in frustration.\n\nShe had pulled so many collars off the mares she had freed. It had always been effortless, a mere tug of her hand. It shouldn’t be this difficult for her. Even in her weakened state, she felt she should still have sufficient strength to rip it off her neck. But it was then that Supermare noticed the green glow emanating from her collar’s ring. It was made of pure kryptonite, enough to nullify her powers completely - she would be kept in a permanently weakened state as long as she wore her collar.\n\nSupermare knew what this meant. Her superpowers were what allowed her to beat the Caribou and their lackeys time and time again. Without them she was just an ordinary mare. And worse, Supermare was all too familiar with the fate of fresh captives. The unending rape. The training, conditioning and brainwashing they were forced to undergo. So many proud, strong mares had been broken over the years, transformed into submissive sluts, even becoming ardent supporters to caribou slavery. And with Superfilly and Mare Do Well captured, there would be nopony coming to her aid. If she was taken here she would face the horror of Caribou slave training without hope of rescue.\n\nClawing wildly at the collar, panic started to set in. Supermare felt her heart starting to pound in her chest, her forehead starting to pour with sweat. Her arms were burning with fatigue from pulling at her collar with all of her remaining strength. But she could not get a proper grip, and when she managed to stretch the leather a little her fingers slipped, snapping the collar right back into place.\n\n“Aaaugh! Noooo!!” she wailed in frustration.\n\nThen it suddenly struck Supermare.\n\nFeelings of sexual desires and lust, accompanied by what seemed like a faint whisper, a mere din echoing in the distance. She couldn’t quite make out where it was coming from, or who was talking to her. Nor could she make out the words that were spoken, if they were words at all. But she understood what was being asked of her.\n\nFinger.\n\nThere was no conscious acknowledgement from her part, nor any form of intent to move. But then, inexplicably, Supermare started parting her legs.\n\n“W-what am I doing?” Supermare thought, catching herself in the act and closing her thighs.\n\nBut the compulsion to obey only increased. The gentle nudging became more forceful, louder. The arousal she felt only grew stronger, and the instinct to comply became ever stronger.\n\nFinger, cunt.\n\nAgain Supermare spread her legs, wider this time, as she felt her hand reach for her pussy.\n\n“N-no!!” she screamed, having to stop herself from masturbating in front of her assailant.\n\nFinger, cunt! Obey!\n\nThe moment she resisted, the order was repeated, louder and more forceful once again. Supermare flung her legs open wide in response, sliding her fingers up and down her wet, cum-stained pussy.\n\n“Haagh!! No! I m-must…not…” she exclaimed, unable to stop herself from moaning as her fingers touched her sex.\n\nSupermare was now falling deeper and deeper under the Caribou’s spell, powerless to stop the villain’s strengthening hold over her mind. Her state of heat was like nothing she had ever experienced before. She was starting to lose focus, her thoughts turning to sex, cock, and cum. Alarmed by the sudden onset of impure thoughts, Supermare managed to recollect herself, using all of her strength of mind to fight the unholy magic the Caribou had forced upon her. Her hand and legs trembled, resisting and seemingly having a mind of their own, as she tried to pull away and close her legs.\n\nObey cunt! Finger!\n\nThe wordless directive sounded inside her head. No matter how hard Supermare tried to resist, she couldn’t stop herself from obeying the command. The compulsion to obey was overpowering, all consuming. Her heroine spread her legs wide open again while she reached down for her clitoris, and started to masturbate furiously.\n\n“AAAH!! HNNGHH!! N-NOOOOHH!!” the falling heroine moaned, now completely helpless to stop herself.\n\nThe sheer pleasure overrode all of Supermare’s will to resist. In Supermare’s magic-addled mind it felt incredibly good to touch herself, even more so while performing one of the most intimate acts in front of a male. Unable to stop herself from moaning like a shameless whore, the heroine now had only one thing on her mind. She needed to cum, badly. But each time she was about to orgasm, a powerful chill emanated from her crotch, inhibiting her climax and leaving her even hornier and more frustrated.\n\nIt was the cruel enchantment of the Caribou, created by their most twisted rune masters. Using their abilities to manipulate the mind and flesh of their victims, these most corrupted of sorcerers had conjured up a spell that afforded them control over a mare’s mind, body and sexual urges. Only by ingesting sperm could she ever find release, allowing the Caribou to turn their helpless captives into perverted sluts as depraved as the minds that enslaved them. \n\nThe villain’s victory was complete, and he knew it. He enjoyed watching the super heroine splayed out before him, too weak to resist and completely under his control. Engorged cock in hand, he approached Supermare and roughly grabbed her by the mane, before shoving his shaft deeply down her throat.\n\n“MMMHHH!!” Supermare screamed in protest.\n\nBut try as she might, she could not find the strength to push him off her, nor could she disobey the magical commands that were being drilled into her mind. The Caribou took a firm hold of her head and starting thrusting his hips hard and fast, moaning loudly as he fucked the heroine’s throat. The scent and taste of the bull’s rock-hard cock turned her on to no end, and Supermare found herself wildly fingering her pussy and engorged clit while the Caribou raped her. Pleasure was all she felt now, and she was soon moaning with unbridled passion. The bull for his part found fucking Supermare’s throat to be pure ecstasy. Groaning with lust, he started pumping harder and deeper, seeking to empty his balls down the helpless mare’s throat.\n\nHe came with a loud roar. Supermare felt his cock ejaculate inside her mouth, his sperm filling her up with each pulsation. And as she was forced to swallow his seed, the inhibition spell chaining her vagina was finally loosened. The heroine climaxed in turn, screaming, squirting and trembling, her fingers buried inside her pussy. \n\nBut it wasn’t enough for the Caribou. The bull refused to let go of her head, continuing to thrust his cock and ensuring that the mare swallowed his entire load - and to keep Supermare cumming over and over again. Overwhelmed by sheer pleasure, the heroine’s eyes rolled back into her head as she lost complete control, her body shaking and shivering with climax as she greedily gulped down her assailant’s semen. \n\nAnd then, overcome by pure sexual bliss, Supermare’s world suddenly went black.\n\n——————\n\nWhen Supermare came to, she could see nothing but complete darkness.\n\n“Ugh…where am I?” she pondered, trying to get up.\n\nBut when the heroine moved her arms and legs, she noticed they were shackled and chained, inhibiting her movement. And when she tried to move her head to regain her bearings, she sensed something heavy wrapped around her head. Suddenly Supermare became aware of a large tube inserted between her teeth, which prevented her from closing her mouth. A breathing mask was covering her muzzle, strapped tightly in place by bands connecting around the back of her head.\n\n“It’s good to see you, Applejack. That’s right, I know everything about you, even your identity. Who would have thought a mere mare could give the masters so much trouble?”\n\nSupermare recognized the voice. It was Twilight Sparkle, the former princess turned traitor to the rebel cause. She had gained notoriety as one of the Caribou’s most ardent servants, using her abilities to further her masters’ designs and conquests. Through her work Twilight had been responsible for turning countless mares into obedient, submissive slaves, something that Supermare didn’t take lightly. \n\nThe fallen princess had been irredeemably corrupted and thoroughly indoctrinated in the Caribou’s teachings. Over time she had honed her skills, perfecting her many techniques to break down her victim’s resistance and rendering them receptive to her masters’ depraved doctrine.\n\nSupermare was acutely aware of this, steeling herself mentally against Twilight’s lies and repeating to herself to ignore them. But the heroine’s state of complete sensory deprivation did not allow her to focus on anything but the voice of the former Princess of Friendship. If anything it was as if the device drilled it deeply into her mind, almost forcing her to focus on what she didn’t want to hear.\n\n“It was fortunate that Sweetie Belle didn’t quite trust you gals. When the masters finally captured her they found the kryptonite she had been keeping with her. I had to go to great lengths to incorporate it into a combat suit, but it was certainly worth it.\n\n“All I had to do then was set the trap. You didn’t think a mare like Rarity would just be given such valuable and classified information would you? She’s just a conniving whore trying to weasel her way into a comfortable life. A red collar out of convenience rather than true conviction.\n\n“No, I leaked it to her, knowing that her foolish, petty designs would lead her to pass the information on to you. I knew that deep down she would be trying to look after her sister, rather than submitting completely to the masters’ will like a proper slave should.\n\n“And I knew those images would draw you out of your little hiding spot. Now you are finally rendered powerless, collared and put in your place as a worthless sex slave. Just like all cunts were always meant to be.\n\n“King Dainn ordered Sun Slut to be locked into this very room as part of her training. It was instrumental in her breaking and rebirth as the perverted animal in heat she is today. Now you’ll get to experience the bliss she felt while she was turned into a voracious cum slut,” Twilight spoke. “I can’t deny I’m envious of you.”\n\nShe had seen the images of course. Everypony had. Lurid photos and videos of the former rulers of Equestria, undergoing slave training and serving their owners sexually. Their capture and subjugation was public knowledge, and the footage was intentionally leaked to break the remaining resistance’s morale.\n\nTwilight Sparkle’s enslavement and subsequent emergence as a prodigious red collar slave had been particularly devastating, as was the breaking of Celestia and her transformation into one of the most infamous whores in the land.\n\nMany that were still fighting lost heart and hope, some even going as far as surrendering themselves to the authorities, accepting the inevitable and hoping for lenience. But not Supermare. Along with Superfilly and Mare Do Well she swore to fight until the bitter end, no matter how much their numbers dwindled or how hopeless the situation seemed.\n\nTheir resolve managed to hold together those desperate few still fighting the good fight, eking out a living on the fringes of society and striking the Caribou where it hurt. But their continued survival depended on the three heroines and their powers, and now all three had fallen into the villains’ clutches.\n\nSupermare summoned all of her remaining strength, pulling against her shackles with all her might. She had to break her chains. To save her sister. To save Sweetie Belle. And to keep the fight against the Caribou alive.\n\nIt was in that moment the nefarious machine strung into action. Severe, crippling pain instantly coursed through her entire body as a strong electrical current passed through the device locked around her head. At the same time it induced a sensation of sheer terror, a deep, primal fear powerful enough to overwhelm even the strongest and bravest of heroines.\n\n“AAAAARRRRGHH!!” Supermare screamed, tortured by the intense pain and horror.\n\n“How do you like my design? I don’t normally set the sensitivity this high, but then I have the feeling you’ll be very headstrong. Don’t fight it too hard now, or you might snap completely and end up as a purple collar,” Twilight spoke with glee.\n\nSupermare could barely form a coherent response. She was sweating, heaving and almost hyperventilating. Her resistance was severely punished, and to Supermare’s dismay it was a relief to be free from it - which was exactly what the devious device was designed to do.\n\n“You were looking for Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, weren’t you? Don’t worry, they’re safe and sound. They’re living fulfilling lives as sex slaves - see for yourself,” Twilight said, her voice betraying a hint of sneer.\n\nSuddenly Supermare saw a bright image form in front of her eyes. She was wearing a visor, the inside of which could show the wearer still images or even video recordings, controlled at the operator’s behest. The super heroine was horrified by what she was shown.\n\nMare Do Well, unmasked and her uniform torn and tattered, licking and worshipping a war beast’s testicles.\n\nSuperfilly, half-naked, sucking and stroking the animal’s enormous shaft while wildly fingering her exposed crotch.\n\nBoth girls had met with one of the most wretched fates that could befall captives - to be trained as war beast slaves. The hapless mares selected for this purpose were considered to be lower than animals, and existed for no other purpose than to pleasure the Caribou’s massive war mounts. Ostensibly this was to better control their savage nature, but in some cases it was punishment meted out in order to utterly humiliate and break the most spirited of individuals. War beast slaves lived alongside their mates in their pens, spending their days as little more than cock sleeves for the animals and living off their seed. During war campaigns they were impaled on their massive penises, roped underneath their bellies in such a way that gyrated the unfortunate mares back and forth as the creatures lumbered their way towards the battle field.\n\n“NOOOOHH!!” Supermare screamed, deeply anguished at the girls’ fate.\n\n“Oh stop your wailing, they’ve both settled into their life as animals over the past few months,” Twilight spoke with derision. “It took a little while for them to develop an attraction to those beastly cocks and sperm, but they love what they do now. In fact, they’re milking those cocks to feed you, Super Cunt.”\n\nInside her helmet, Supermare could see Mare Do Well lathering her tongue vigorously along the beast’s balls, while Superfilly started sucking his shaft as deeply as she could. But contrary to Twilight’s claims, Supermare noticed both girls were wearing black collars, indicating that their participation in the sordid sex act was coerced. A kryptonite ring adorned Superfilly’s collar, which further showed that her powers needed to be nullified in order to keep her contained. Although both girls had obviously undergone significant amounts of training since their capture, they weren’t yet broken.\n\nTo Supermare’s dismay the creature soon started thrusting its member forwards, roaring loudly as it ejaculated down Superfilly’s throat. Unable to swallow its enormous load the young mare’s mouth overflowed, sending large volumes of semen spraying from her nose. As the hot, thick cum dribbled from her nostrils down to her chin, Superfilly continued to furiously lick and stroke her war beast companion’s pulsating cock. Its enormous loads splattered into a large funnel located on the floor.\n\n“Every time he cums the girls drink their fill, and let the excess sperm fill up your feeding tank. I bet you’re dying to have a taste,” Twilight spoke.\n\nWithin moments, the disgusting, sticky liquid poured down Supermare’s feeding tube, and straight into her mouth. The smell and taste made her retch, but the rigid opening of the tube prevented her from closing her mouth. \n\nThe heroine categorically refused to swallow the repulsive bodily fluid. But the sheer volume of liquid pumped down her feeding tube meant that what she didn’t drink down spilled from the sides of her mouth, quickly filling up her breathing mask. In mere moments the semen reached the top of her muzzle and poured into her nostrils, preventing her from breathing.\n\n“NNNGGHHHKK!!” Supermare screamed, desperately trying to shake off the infernal contraption.\n\n“No no no, you’re not getting it off that easily, Super Cunt,” Twilight spoke mockingly into Supermare’s earphones. “You have only two options, gulp it all down or drown in cum. Take your pick.”\n\nSupermare’s lungs screamed for air. Her body burned, heaving, trembling and trying to draw in a breath. Semen was the only thing what flowed into her nostrils however. She was going to drown if she didn’t empty her mask.\n\nIn desperation, the heroine started to swallow her revolting feed. But the instant she took her first gulp she heard something whirr in the back of her head. The momentary feeling of disgust was immediately overridden by intense feelings of pleasure and euphoria, induced by the same system of electrodes used to punish her earlier. The positive reinforcement loop worked exceedingly well, and Supermare soon found herself greedily swallowing her load of sperm.\n\n“Good girl, Super Cunt. It won’t be long before you’re completely addicted to war beast cum,” Twilight spoke while pushing several buttons on her control panel.\n\nSupermare didn’t even consider answering. With her nostrils finally free from the sticky fluid she was breathing heavily, inhaling whatever air her breathing tube fed to her. The heroine soon noticed it was laced with a strong musk however - the smell of war beast cock. Again she heard a whirr coming from her helmet, and again she was inundated with pleasurable, blissful feelings. But this time it was accompanied by the sudden buzz of a vibrator lodged inside her pussy.\n\n“Mmmgh!!” Supermare moaned in surprise.\n\nThe pleasure was instant, overpowering any remaining conscious thought. Clearly, it was a reward for compliance, a perverse training system that amplified positive reinforcement and used it to further modify its victim’s behavior. The infernal device had started to rewire Supermare’s brain, conditioning her to feel strong sexual attraction to war beast seed and pheromones.\n\nInside her visor, Superfilly and Mare Do Well disappeared off the screen. A new video started up, featuring two enormous war beasts, and a Caribou leading two mares up to them. As the animals noticed their scent, their gigantic penises emerged from their sheaths.\n\nAgain Supermare’s helmet whirred, driving power to the electrodes in order to manipulate her feelings and emotions. When the heroine saw the veiny sex organs engorge and grow erect, she felt only attraction and arousal. Time seemed to stop as the shape of the beastly cocks and balls were visually engraved into her brain. In that same moment, her nostrils were flooded with the scent of their musk. Supermare could not help but inhale greedily. The animal’s pheromones drove her wild with primal lust, which was accompanied by pleasure as her vibrator was turned up.\n\n“Nhhh!! Mmmnnhh!!” she screamed as ecstasy overwhelmed her body and mind.\n\nTwilight was rewiring the heroine’s instincts, conditioning her to feel sexual attraction to war beasts. And Supermare was powerless to stop the process.\n\nOn the screen the slaves following the bull crawled into view. They were two of Equestria’s former princesses, Celestia and Luna, now reduced to sexually servicing the animals. Supermare watched on enthralled as the girls crawled towards the enormous creatures, cooingly touching their muzzles against the giants’ noses in greeting before turning their rumps towards them. Lifting their tails they allowed the animals to smell and lick their genitals, signaling their state of heat to their suitors.\n\n“Look at their faces, Super Cunt. Don’t these sluts look happy and horny living like animals?” Twilight spoke into Supermare’s ears.\n\nSupermare couldn’t argue with Twilight’s observation. Both princesses looked intoxicated with arousal, squirting and winking profusely while the monsters snorted up their scent and pheromones. They soon responded in kind, letting their enormous cocks grow to full erection. The former royals took notice, squealing excitedly as they moved towards the beasts’ hind quarters.\n\n“Present, cunts!” the Caribou barked with a crack of his whip.\n\nBoth girls eagerly got on their hooves at his command, extending their legs to raise their rumps up into the air. Lifting their tails they presented their pussies to the beasts, displaying their readiness to be mated. Within moments they were both mounted by the animals, who roughly forced their massive shafts into the girls’ love holes. Supermare looked on, engrossed by the war beasts’ cocks filling up and stretching the princesses’ vaginas to their limit. Both girls moaned loudly without inhibition, letting their state of pleasure and arousal be known to the onlookers.\n\n“These girls are doing what’s normal, Super Cunt,” Twilight spoke, turning up Supermare’s vibrator even further. “They are animals, and it’s natural for animals to mate with other animals.”\n\nThe former Princess of Friendship’s voice resonated deeply inside Supermare’s head. Twilight’s voice was persuasive, and the heroine’s mind was rendered suggestible by her evil machinations.\n\n“Listen to your desires, Super Cunt. Listen to your body. What is it that you really want?” Twilight Sparkle whispered.\n\n“What I…really want…” Supermare thought, overcome with pleasure and arousal.\n\nThe heroine could barely form a coherent thought. Her eyes were glued to the depraved spectacle playing out in front of her eyes. She could see Equestria’s former leaders’ stomachs bulge, and their suitors’ enormous members pumping in and out of their bodies as they moaned in ecstasy. And all this time the vibrator lodged inside Supermare’s costume buzzed away, pushing her ever closer towards the brink of orgasm.\n\n“Don’t you wish you were in their place, Super Cunt? Don’t you want to get fucked by the gigantic, rock hard cock of a war beast?” Twilight continued, seeing that her victim was barely able to resist temptation.\n\n“Cock…yes…I want war beast cock!” was the thought that pervaded Supermare mind. “I need to cum!”\n\nTwilight knew she had her subject exactly where she wanted her. With the flick of a switch she turned up Supermare’s vibrator to its maximum setting, leaving the helpless heroine moaning and twisting with pleasure.\n\n“Mmmnhhh!!” Supermare screamed as pleasure overwhelmed her brain.\n\nThe helmet kicked into high gear, overstimulating the helpless heroine’s neural pathways to create an otherworldly sexual sensation. Within moments Supermare started cumming wildly, contorting her body as she shook and squirted uncontrollably. At the same time, the semen tank’s pumps reactivated, once again flooding the powerless mare’s feeding mask with war beast sperm.\n\nSupermare found this second load wasn’t as hard to swallow as the first. The taste wasn’t as disgusting, nor was the texture as disagreeable. And with every gulp it became easier to take the next. It wasn’t long before the heroine was slurping up her feed greedily, draining the bodily fluids before they could fill up her mask.\n\nThe experience left Supermare heaving on the table. The scent of war beast cum pervaded her nostrils, and its taste lingered on her tongue. It should have been absolutely revolting, but instead the helmet made the heroine feel sexual bliss unlike anything she had ever experienced before.\n\n“Good girl, Super Cunt. Again,” Twilight spoke, leaving Supermare little time to recover.\n\nAt the push of a button she was once again bombarded with perverse visuals. This time she watched eagerly, and now the influx of war beast pheromones only added to her arousal. As Supermare beheld the creatures’ enormous cocks throbbing as they inseminated Equestria’s former princesses, she could not help but imagine herself in their place, getting mounted, fucked and filled with their delicious cum.\n\nRaw pleasure was Supermare’s reward. Twilight once again flicked the switch, inflicting tormentous pleasure upon her hapless victim. Again a torrent of semen poured down Supermare’s feeding tube, and once more she downed all of it. \n\nTo the super heroine’s consternation, it started feeling better and better. The taste of cum, the orgasms, the sheer pleasure. The machine was succeeding in reprogramming her mind, and was ruthlessly efficient at it. If Celestia had truly undergone the same conditioning regime it would go a long way in explaining how she became the sex slave she was today. Sun Slut’s love for war beast semen was infamous, and her eagerness to lick bowls clean of cum was a shock to many a pony that still remembered her as an elegant, regal princess. Her breaking and training had been a resounding success, and the Caribou were determined to repeat this outcome with Supermare.\n\n“Again!” Twilight’s command sounded, forcefully continuing the reinforcement loop Supermare found herself trapped in.\n\nThe heroine was subjected to this depraved form of training for weeks on end. Slowly but surely she was being conditioned to feel attraction to the war beasts’ cocks and sperm, to enjoy and savor their taste. Every time Supermare managed to muster the strength to resist, Twilight induced horrible pains and terrors that left her screaming and sweating with fear. It was powerful reinforcement that altered Supermare’s very being. There was no escape. No hope of rescue. \n\nAll Supermare could do was cum.\n\n——————\n\nLocked inside the feeding machine with all of her senses tightly controlled by Twilight, the intrepid heroine had lost all track of time. How long had it been? Months? Even years perhaps? \n\nWar beast semen was delicious to her now. It turned her on to no end, along with the wonderful scent of their cocks and balls. She loved cumming - it meant she would be fed more delectable seed.\n\nBut despite the Caribou’s best efforts and all of Twilight’s machinations she remained unbroken, and her will and identity as a super heroine intact. Although the situation seemed hopeless, she was always secretly thinking of ways to escape.\n\nHer name was Super Cunt, and once she would break free there would be hell to pay.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "It wasn’t supposed to go like this.

It was supposed to be a routine rescue mission for Supermare. Beat up some Caribou and free all the slaves that she could find.

It had all been going to plan too. The intelligence she had received checked out, and the guards posted at the facility had been knocked out quickly and quietly. When Supermare was inevitably discovered after breaking down a security gate, the grunts rushing to the scene had been easily dispatched using her super strength.

But then he appeared.

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It had been several months since Superfilly and Mare Do Well disappeared. Despite frantic searches no trace of them was found, until whispers of the girls’ fate reached the resistance’s informants. The first leads turned out to be nothing but rumors, but Supermare thoroughly investigated each and every one of them nonetheless - she was all too familiar with the horror of those living as the Caribou’s slaves.

Each time her hopes were dashed, and with each passing day Supermare’s despair over her fellow heroines’ fate increased. She had even started to entertain the thought of assaulting the capital directly, and challenging the vile king of the Caribou to personal combat in order to beat the information out of him. She knew her friends were strong, but she also knew that liberty was the most valuable thing to a pony. Every day spent as a sex slave was a day too many.

But then, at the peak of Supermare’s desperation, she received word that somepony had actual, tangible evidence of where the Caribou were holding the girls.

The message was sent by Rarity, a former Element of Harmony closely associated with the Caribou elite. Seemingly regretting the role she played in the Caribou’s conquest of Canterlot, she had become a reliable source of intelligence for the resistance, despite upholding the image of an obedient red collar slave in public.

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The meeting was planned at sunset, in the central square of the capital. Although it was one of the busiest areas of the city, it was also the only way contact could be made with informants close to the top. Slaves could be sent out on errands, but could not normally abscond for long. Risks would need to be taken in order to ensure Rarity would remain free of suspicion.

The Caribou had strict protocols when it came to females of any species. Regarded as property, all girls wore thick leather slave collars. Even those on embassies or official government business from abroad were required to wear blue collars, which granted them diplomatic immunity - any female seen without one was free game, and would become the possession of the first male that succeeded in capturing her.

Supermare could never wear such a symbol of oppression around her neck. She stood and fought for liberty, and opposed everything the Caribou had imposed upon Equestria. But even so, it was strange to see mares out in public wearing anything other than the revealing outfits deemed appropriate for slaves. In fact many females were normally buck naked, forced to crawl behind their owners while being led by leashes and chains. Blending into Caribou society as a mare would normally be a difficult task. Fortunately Supermare could rely on her muscular physique, which at least from a distance could deceive the guards with the right disguise.

Doing away with her costume, the heroine donned on civilian clothes. Putting on a coat and sweater to hide her chest and covering her mane underneath a hat, she headed to the fallen city of Canterlot.

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It wasn’t long before Supermare saw the white pony walking in her direction. Using the pretext of picking up fabrics for her fashion designs, Rarity had planned out her route so as to walk past the meeting spot right at the agreed upon time.

She wore little more than thin strips of fabric, which hung from her nipples and only barely covered her crotch. The material was almost see through, leaving little to the imagination. Supermare could tell they were made of luxurious silk, flickering with colors in the fading light. They hung down her body from delicately crafted, golden ornaments studded with tiny gemstones. Regardless of how much her life had changed, Rarity hadn’t lost her touch when it came to garment design.

Supermare knew this would be a swift encounter. Any small talk would needlessly endanger both of them. Rarity barely broke her stride, pretending to be running her errands. The two mares’ eyes momentarily met, before the red collar mare discreetly pushed a satchel into Supermare’s hands.

That would be all she would see of the mare once known as the Element of Generosity. Rarity disappeared into the crowd as quickly as she had arrived, continuing to go about her business. Supermare quickly hid the bag inside her coat, before quietly leaving Canterlot.

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Back in the safety of her hideout, Supermare opened the satchel Rarity had handed her. It contained two tapes and several grainy photos. The quality of the images was poor, but just good enough to positively identify both Superfilly and Mare Do Well. Supermare was shocked at what she saw.

“Oh no…” she exclaimed in dismay, clenching her fists in rage.

Sweetie Belle had a magic nullifier ring placed on her horn, which suppressed her powers. Her costume was tattered and torn, and was covered in what looked like semen. Another showed her masturbating in public, while the final picture showed her being raped by another mare.

Apple Bloom had fared no better. The photos showed her being captured and raped by a shadowy Caribou. She had been forced down onto her knees and made to suck his cock, before being led by a leash, crawling on her hands and knees.

Supermare felt her blood boil as she learned of the fate of her fellow heroines. Although captured mares were inevitably abused as such, Supermare had maintained a faint sense of hope that they had somehow evaded enslavement, especially since nopony had ever confirmed the fact. But now that hope was gone completely. Her little sister and close friend were sex slaves now, and subject to the abject machinations of the most nefarious villains Equestria had ever seen. Supermare’s hands shook in anger, as she slotted the first tape into the video player.

The quality was terrible, and seemed to be taken from a security camera in a dark, shady facility. The screen showed two girls locked in stockades, being raped both orally and vaginally at the same time. No sound had been recorded, but Supermare could tell they were Superfilly and Mare Do Well going by what little remained of their costumes. The image was too dark and grainy to positively identify any of the males present, but there seemed to be a horde of both bulls and stallions present. As soon as one of them came, another one was ready to take his place, erect cock in hand.

In a way, Supermare was glad she couldn’t hear the girls’ screams and cries. But all that changed when she watched the second video.

This time, the image was clear as day. It showed both Superfilly and Mare Do Well locked into a strange machine, completely stripped of their outfits and restrained with their legs spread. Helmets covered their heads and faces, while two enormous sex toys penetrated them from below. A strange mark had been tattooed above their crotches, one that Supermare had never seen before - a large black horseshoe, along with some runic letters that she could not read. Both girls were under considerable duress, screaming and struggling as they resisted fiercely.

“N-no! My name isn’t S-Slutfilly!” Applebloom cried, trying in vain to break free.

“Aaagh!! Noo!! Get out of my head!” Sweetie Belle screamed as she contorted her body.

Supermare had only heard of the unspeakable horror of the Caribou’s sexual experimentations, their evil machinations aimed at turning females of all kinds into their willing, submissive sex slaves. And now her closest friends had fallen victim to the villains.

The map Rarity had included pointed to a heavily fortified tower in Canterlot’s inner city, now a Caribou stronghold and the center of their power. Infiltration would be difficult for even for the swiftest of pegasi, but not so much for a super heroine aided by the cover of night.

Fueled by righteous anger, Supermare took to the moonlit skies, stealthily returning to Equestria’s capital using her powers of flight.

Somepony had to put a stop to it. Supermare would end it this very night, with her own hands.

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As fortune would have it, it was a cloudy night. Under cover of darkness Supermare flew to the upper reaches of the city, using her super vision to identify the spire where the girls were being held. Not that the Caribou maintained significant aerial security anyway. The Wonderbolts were firmly under their control, and most of the winged kind had long been subjugated. Most of the country had been pacified, and the capital was a long way from the potential areas of conflict on Equestria’s frontier. A single pony entering stealthily from the sky was likely to go unnoticed.

A quick chop to the neck was all it took to knock out the lone guard posted on the tower balcony. After hiding the stallion’s body behind some crates Supermare snuck inside, heading down the winding steps and into the castle. She knew she had to remain unnoticed for as long as possible in order to prevent the Caribou from taking any preventative evacuation measures. The heroines had tried brash frontal attacks before, attempting to free slaves by using their superior strength and abilities. The Caribou had adapted to these raids over time by using stalling tactics, managing to quickly relocate their captives and leaving Supermare and her friends with empty hands in many cases. Breaking in was easy, but actually freeing mares had become harder and harder over time. Supermare could not afford to lose track of her sister and close friend again, especially knowing their predicament.

It wasn’t her style, but Supermare had to use all of her skills and powers to evade the patrols as she descended down the tower into the castle’s dungeon. Her excellent hearing allowed her to detect the clopping hooves of the guards on patrol, her super sight detected the smallest movements in the distance and her powers of flight allowed her to evade the soldiers by reaching hiding spots in high places, or simply by floating above the unsuspecting stallions. Zero body count was the plan. It didn’t matter how many goons she would eventually have to fight on her way out. She had the strength to spare.

But after sneaking her way a couple of floors down, Supermare found herself standing before a pair of massive blast doors. She had seen them before - the Caribou constructed these for added security when dealing with high-value captives. In many cases they required multiple ponies with the right level of authorization to open, often through a combination of hand scanners and pass keys.

“Darn, looks like this is far as I’ll go by hiding in the shadows. But Superfilly and Mare Do Well must be close by, and there’s no time to waste,” Supermare thought, placing her fingertips between the two enormous steel plates.
 
Using her super strength, Supermare tore open the heavy doors, forcing them apart with little effort. The alarms sounded immediately, causing stallions and bulls to pour into the tower from all sides. Supermare sprinted down the hallway, sending the first Caribou flying with a swing if her arm. The second guard was caught with a fist straight to the jaw, and the next kicked up into the ceiling above with a well-placed kick.

“Y’all should know by now that I can do this all night long,” Supermare cried, barely breaking her stride as she ran.

The Caribou never seemed to learn though, no matter how badly they were beaten. Although they had tried many tactics, none of them had been effective enough to really stop the super heroines.

“Get that bitch!” a bull roared, driving his men forward.

“We’ve got you now, cunt!” another screamed.

None of it bothered Supermare. She had heard it so many times before. She knew they were no match for her powers of righteousness. The heroine kept swinging her fists, kicking out with her hooves, knocking out stallion after stallion, bull after bull, until none were left standing. She wasn’t even winded. Stepping over the bodies of the unconscious, she grabbed one bloodied Caribou by his armor and lifted him off the ground.

“Answer me. Where are y’all keepin’ Superfilly and Mare Do Well?” Supermare spoke, looking the bull straight in the eye.

“Hehahahah…you’re close, Supermare. But you’ll never free your friends. Our champion will see to that,” he said with an evil grin.

In that exact moment the lighting in the room turned green. A door slid open, and the hulking figure of a massive Caribou stepped forward.

“HAHAHA, there he is! It’s over for you now, you whore!” the bull cackled.

“Y’all never learn, don’t you. Well, guess I’ll just have to beat the answer out of this ‘champion’ then,” Supermare retorted, tossing the wounded bull to the side.

The Caribou champion didn’t speak. Supermare could only hear the metallic sound of his breathing apparatus as he stepped towards her. He was wearing a form fitting, full-body rubber suit, complemented with a gas mask expelling puffs of vapor with each breath he took. The latex suit was crafted so that it fit around his penis as if it were a mere coating, making the bull look buck naked. Supermare could see that his member was engorging, revealing itself by slipping out of its sheath.

“Ugh, you Caribou really have some disgusting perversions, y’know?” Supermare spoke with disgust.

The bull didn’t answer, instead raising his fists as he approached the heroine. He was clearly up for a fight.

The first swing Supermare took connected. But to her surprise the bull quickly regained his footing, merely stunned for a moment. Clearly this one was tougher than the others. Reassuming his fighting stance, the Caribou counterattacked, and the combatants exchanged a succession of blows. Again Supermare had the upper hand, slamming her elbow straight into her opponent’s jaw. Again he stumbled backwards, and again he straightened up, ready to go at it again.

Supermare couldn’t quite put a finger on it, but something about this villain seemed…off. Her punches, normally more than enough for even the toughest of Caribou to handle, didn’t seem to have the same impact on this bull. In addition he was able to block some of her fists despite her superior speed, and the more the battle dragged on the better he seemed to become at anticipating her moves.

Soon Supermare found herself sweating and out of breath. For some reason she was feeling worn out, to the point that her legs were burning and her footwork was starting to go. The Caribou capitalized on his advantage, surging forward and pressing his attack. He was fast, landing his punches and kicks with increasing success. Supermare’s counterattacks barely slowed him down, seemingly bouncing off her attacker.

“What in tarnation is goin’ on?” the super heroine thought. “He’s pushin’ me back! How is this guy so much more powerful than the others?”

Suddenly the bull slipped through Supermare’s defenses with a lightning fast move, landing a sickeningly powerful punch right into her gut. As the heroine’s legs buckled from underneath her, the Caribou grabbed her by the throat, slamming her against the wall.

The bull was now so close that Supermare could feel the emissions from his mask on her face. She felt sick, worse than she had  ever felt. She was exhausted, beat up and knew she had to escape. Summoning the last of her strength she lifted her knees to her chest and used both hooves to deliver a powerful kick to her assailant, sending him flying across the room.

“Urgh…this guy’s trouble…I have to…get out of here…” Supermare thought, struggling to rise to her hooves.

The decision tore her apart. She knew that failing to free Superfilly and Mare Do Well here would result in them being moved to another secret location. It would likely be months before she would get another lead. Months that her sister and friend would have to spend undergoing harsh slave training and other sexual indignities. But she was the only heroine left, and by now the only driving force behind the resistance. She could not afford to be captured, for both her fellow heroines’ and Equestria’s sake.

“I’m so sorry girls, please forgive me. I’ll be back for you, I promise,” Supermare thought, scanning the room for an escape route.

A nearby window was the closest exit. Supermare took it, smashing through the glass and intending to take to the air. She could fly away, find a hiding place and recover her strength.

Except she didn’t.
 
To Supermare’s surprise her powers of flight failed her, and she crashed to the ground, her fall being broken by the tree branches, bushes and eventually the ground.

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It hurt. It shouldn’t have hurt, not from that height and certainly not considering her super powers.

“Augh…who is this guy and what did he do to me? What kind of devilish power did he obtain?” Supermare wondered as she struggled to get on her hooves. “Ughh…this is bad…c-can’t run, I’ve got to hide…”

The pain was overpowering, shooting up the left side of her body every time she tried to move. But she could not afford to delay. All of the surrounding towers had lit up entirely - the alarm had been raised, and the Caribou would be coming for her soon. Summoning up her remaining strength, Supermare attempted to crawl towards the thicket, dragging her bruised body along the ground while she frantically looked for a hiding spot.

Pulling herself through the bushes, the heroine dropped herself into a nearby ditch. As Supermare laid there she felt the pain slowly subsiding, along with her fatigue. If only she could evade detection long enough, she would surely regain her stamina and be able to escape Canterlot. To her relief, her knee and ankle weren’t broken from the fall.

“Whew…just focus on your breathing girl. Slow and deep, recover your strength,” Supermare thought to herself, closing her eyes to focus.

And it seemed to work. Little by little, she started feeling better. Her strength started returning to her, and the pain faded away. But just as hope returned to her, she heard the bushes above her rustle, followed by the heavy thud of hooves landing beside her. The Caribou had found her.

“Urgh, why you!” Supermare screamed, aiming a right hook at the bull’s masked face.

The fiend anticipated her move however, blocking her fist and landing his knee squarely into her stomach. It knocked the wind out of Supermare. But before she could fall to her knees the Caribou grabbed hold of her head, blasting her with a large emission of green gas from his mask.

Glowing green gas. A green suit.

Kryptonite.

The penny finally dropped in Supermare’s mind. That’s why the villain seemed to be so fast and strong. It wasn’t that he had incredible powers - it was Supermare’s very own strength that was being sapped by the second. The room’s lighting had been part of the trap, hiding the kryptonite’s glow from her until the very end.

“So that’s how these fiends managed to overpower Superfilly!” Supermare growled, as she struggled to rise.

How the Caribou had gotten their grubby hands on kryptonite of all things was a mystery to Supermare, but now was not the time to think about such matters. Her senses were clearly affected by the gas, and the exhaustion and nausea had returned. She had to end this as soon as possible.

Expending the last of her strength, Supermare rushed at het opponent. Ducking underneath the bull’s counterattack, she aimed a powerful kick at her assailant’s side, sending him flying backwards. But as she connected, the Caribou blasted another thick cloud of gas right into her face. The super heroine collapsed to the ground, hacking and coughing. To her dismay the villain stood back up, his penis now fully erect. The prospect of victory seemed to arouse the bull.

Supermare was now so weak the Caribou’s attacks seemed like a rain of fists. Every time she tried to counterattack the villain blasted her in the face using kryptonite gas, weakening the super heroine even further. He was toying with her now, seemingly enjoying her labored attempts at fighting him. But then he made his move, grabbing at Supermare’s crotch and ripping away her panties. Before she could react, the bull had wrapped his fingers around her neck once more, and slammed her to the ground.

“GAH!” she exclaimed, clawing at the brute’s powerful grip.

It was then that Supermare saw her assailant’s enormously engorged cock pointing straight at her exposed vagina. She knew what was going to happen. Panicking, the heroine attempted to close her legs and kick the brute away, but by now she was completely powerless to resist him. Forcing her legs open with ease, the Caribou placed the tip of his member against her labia, and forced himself inside her sanctity.

“AAAUGHH!! N-NO, NOO!!” Supermare screamed.

It hurt. And it make matters worse, the Caribou’s penis was covered in kryptonite-laced latex, weakening her even further. No matter how hard she fought or what she tried, Supermare simply no longer had the strength to throw him off of her. Every thrust of his cock sapped what little of her power remained. Repeated blasts of kryptonite gas left the super heroine utterly helpless. The Caribou’s victory was complete, and he knew it.

With Supermare’s resistance to weak to bother him, the bull grabbed her by the throat using both hands. Grunting loudly like an animal, the fiend started pumping hard and fast, looking to satisfy his raging lust.

“Ngk! Gguh!” the super heroine exclaimed, unable to dislodge the hands squeezing her throat.

Another blast of green gas hit Supermare in the face as her vision started to dim. The Caribou’s savage grunts seemed to fade into the distance, as her oxygen-starved lungs screamed for air.

“N-no! C-can’t…resist…going…to…pass out…” she thought, now too weak to even lift her arms in defiance.

But just as everything was about to fade to black, the bull suddenly let out a beastly roar. Releasing his grip on Supermare’s throat, the brute firmly grabbed hold of her hips. Entranced and groaning with pleasure, the Caribou ejaculated deeply inside her pussy with every thrust of his cock. Hilting himself over and over, the savage made sure to empty his balls inside his victim, pumping until the very last drop.

Supermare for her part could only gasp for air. But as oxygen filled her lungs once more and she regained her senses, she felt an icy chill emanating inside her womb.

“W-what’s going on?” the heroine thought, her attention turning to her nethers.

A strange, pale glow appeared above her crotch as the sensation spread all over her body. It was painless but uncomfortable - Supermare started to shiver as the glow slowly morphed into the outline of a horseshoe, accompanied by the runic inscriptions characteristic of Caribou writing.

It was the same horseshoe symbol Supermare had seen on Superfilly and Mare Do Well in the video. But now she realized it hadn’t been tattooed onto their skin. It was the result of the Caribou’s rune magic, a permanent enchantment engraved onto the bodies of their rape victims.

Supermare had no time to ponder its implications however. Immediately after retracting himself from her body, the Caribou grabbed her by the throat once more. Before Supermare knew what had happened she heard a click, finding a thick, black strip of leather adorned by a heavy metal ring clasped tightly around her neck. It was the characteristic collar of slaves, denoting the fact that she was now considered property.

Supermare hated collars with a passion. It wasn’t necessarily the accessory itself. No, it was what the collars had come to represent - slavery and oppression. It was the sign of once free mares made into the servants of the invaders, symbolizing the absolute power males held over females in Caribou society. It stood for everything Supermare fought against - she had sworn to uphold the righteous cause and to never wear a collar, nor let anypony force one upon her.

“This collar…I m-must remove it! I-I won’t…become…a slave!” Supermare said, grasping at the collar.

Even the effort of raising her hands to her neck now required a monumental effort. Her arms felt heavy and weak, completely drained of their usual strength. Supermare tried to clutch her fingers at the leather strip wrapped around her throat, but despite repeated attempts to tear it off, the material just wouldn’t give way.

“Hrrgh! Why…won’t it come off!” she cried in frustration.

She had pulled so many collars off the mares she had freed. It had always been effortless, a mere tug of her hand. It shouldn’t be this difficult for her. Even in her weakened state, she felt she should still have sufficient strength to rip it off her neck. But it was then that Supermare noticed the green glow emanating from her collar’s ring. It was made of pure kryptonite, enough to nullify her powers completely - she would be kept in a permanently weakened state as long as she wore her collar.

Supermare knew what this meant. Her superpowers were what allowed her to beat the Caribou and their lackeys time and time again. Without them she was just an ordinary mare. And worse, Supermare was all too familiar with the fate of fresh captives. The unending rape. The training, conditioning and brainwashing they were forced to undergo. So many proud, strong mares had been broken over the years, transformed into submissive sluts, even becoming ardent supporters to caribou slavery. And with Superfilly and Mare Do Well captured, there would be nopony coming to her aid. If she was taken here she would face the horror of Caribou slave training without hope of rescue.

Clawing wildly at the collar, panic started to set in. Supermare felt her heart starting to pound in her chest, her forehead starting to pour with sweat. Her arms were burning with fatigue from pulling at her collar with all of her remaining strength. But she could not get a proper grip, and when she managed to stretch the leather a little her fingers slipped, snapping the collar right back into place.

“Aaaugh! Noooo!!” she wailed in frustration.

Then it suddenly struck Supermare.

Feelings of sexual desires and lust, accompanied by what seemed like a faint whisper, a mere din echoing in the distance. She couldn’t quite make out where it was coming from, or who was talking to her. Nor could she make out the words that were spoken, if they were words at all. But she understood what was being asked of her.

Finger.

There was no conscious acknowledgement from her part, nor any form of intent to move. But then, inexplicably, Supermare started parting her legs.

“W-what am I doing?” Supermare thought, catching herself in the act and closing her thighs.

But the compulsion to obey only increased. The gentle nudging became more forceful, louder. The arousal she felt only grew stronger, and the instinct to comply became ever stronger.

Finger, cunt.

Again Supermare spread her legs, wider this time, as she felt her hand reach for her pussy.

“N-no!!” she screamed, having to stop herself from masturbating in front of her assailant.

Finger, cunt! Obey!

The moment she resisted, the order was repeated, louder and more forceful once again. Supermare flung her legs open wide in response, sliding her fingers up and down her wet, cum-stained pussy.

“Haagh!! No! I m-must…not…” she exclaimed, unable to stop herself from moaning as her fingers touched her sex.

Supermare was now falling deeper and deeper under the Caribou’s spell, powerless to stop the villain’s strengthening hold over her mind. Her state of heat was like nothing she had ever experienced before. She was starting to lose focus, her thoughts turning to sex, cock, and cum. Alarmed by the sudden onset of impure thoughts, Supermare managed to recollect herself, using all of her strength of mind to fight the unholy magic the Caribou had forced upon her. Her hand and legs trembled, resisting and seemingly having a mind of their own, as she tried to pull away and close her legs.

Obey cunt! Finger!

The wordless directive sounded inside her head. No matter how hard Supermare tried to resist, she couldn’t stop herself from obeying the command. The compulsion to obey was overpowering, all consuming. Her heroine spread her legs wide open again while she reached down for her clitoris, and started to masturbate furiously.

“AAAH!! HNNGHH!! N-NOOOOHH!!” the falling heroine moaned, now completely helpless to stop herself.

The sheer pleasure overrode all of Supermare’s will to resist. In Supermare’s magic-addled mind it felt incredibly good to touch herself, even more so while performing one of the most intimate acts in front of a male. Unable to stop herself from moaning like a shameless whore, the heroine now had only one thing on her mind. She needed to cum, badly. But each time she was about to orgasm, a powerful chill emanated from her crotch, inhibiting her climax and leaving her even hornier and more frustrated.

It was the cruel enchantment of the Caribou, created by their most twisted rune masters. Using their abilities to manipulate the mind and flesh of their victims, these most corrupted of sorcerers had conjured up a spell that afforded them control over a mare’s mind, body and sexual urges. Only by ingesting sperm could she ever find release, allowing the Caribou to turn their helpless captives into perverted sluts as depraved as the minds that enslaved them.

The villain’s victory was complete, and he knew it. He enjoyed watching the super heroine splayed out before him, too weak to resist and completely under his control. Engorged cock in hand, he approached Supermare and roughly grabbed her by the mane, before shoving his shaft deeply down her throat.

“MMMHHH!!” Supermare screamed in protest.

But try as she might, she could not find the strength to push him off her, nor could she disobey the magical commands that were being drilled into her mind. The Caribou took a firm hold of her head and starting thrusting his hips hard and fast, moaning loudly as he fucked the heroine’s throat. The scent and taste of the bull’s rock-hard cock turned her on to no end, and Supermare found herself wildly fingering her pussy and engorged clit while the Caribou raped her. Pleasure was all she felt now, and she was soon moaning with unbridled passion. The bull for his part found fucking Supermare’s throat to be pure ecstasy. Groaning with lust, he started pumping harder and deeper, seeking to empty his balls down the helpless mare’s throat.

He came with a loud roar. Supermare felt his cock ejaculate inside her mouth, his sperm filling her up with each pulsation. And as she was forced to swallow his seed, the inhibition spell chaining her vagina was finally loosened. The heroine climaxed in turn, screaming, squirting and trembling, her fingers buried inside her pussy.

But it wasn’t enough for the Caribou. The bull refused to let go of her head, continuing to thrust his cock and ensuring that the mare swallowed his entire load - and to keep Supermare cumming over and over again. Overwhelmed by sheer pleasure, the heroine’s eyes rolled back into her head as she lost complete control, her body shaking and shivering with climax as she greedily gulped down her assailant’s semen.

And then, overcome by pure sexual bliss, Supermare’s world suddenly went black.

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When Supermare came to, she could see nothing but complete darkness.

“Ugh…where am I?” she pondered, trying to get up.

But when the heroine moved her arms and legs, she noticed they were shackled and chained, inhibiting her movement. And when she tried to move her head to regain her bearings, she sensed something heavy wrapped around her head. Suddenly Supermare became aware of a large tube inserted between her teeth, which prevented her from closing her mouth. A breathing mask was covering her muzzle, strapped tightly in place by bands connecting around the back of her head.

“It’s good to see you, Applejack. That’s right, I know everything about you, even your identity. Who would have thought a mere mare could give the masters so much trouble?”

Supermare recognized the voice. It was Twilight Sparkle, the former princess turned traitor to the rebel cause. She had gained notoriety as one of the Caribou’s most ardent servants, using her abilities to further her masters’ designs and conquests. Through her work Twilight had been responsible for turning countless mares into obedient, submissive slaves, something that Supermare didn’t take lightly.

The fallen princess had been irredeemably corrupted and thoroughly indoctrinated in the Caribou’s teachings. Over time she had honed her skills, perfecting her many techniques to break down her victim’s resistance and rendering them receptive to her masters’ depraved doctrine.

Supermare was acutely aware of this, steeling herself mentally against Twilight’s lies and repeating to herself to ignore them. But the heroine’s state of complete sensory deprivation did not allow her to focus on anything but the voice of the former Princess of Friendship. If anything it was as if the device drilled it deeply into her mind, almost forcing her to focus on what she didn’t want to hear.

“It was fortunate that Sweetie Belle didn’t quite trust you gals. When the masters finally captured her they found the kryptonite she had been keeping with her. I had to go to great lengths to incorporate it into a combat suit, but it was certainly worth it.

“All I had to do then was set the trap. You didn’t think a mare like Rarity would just be given such valuable and classified information would you? She’s just a conniving whore trying to weasel her way into a comfortable life. A red collar out of convenience rather than true conviction.

“No, I leaked it to her, knowing that her foolish, petty designs would lead her to pass the information on to you. I knew that deep down she would be trying to look after her sister, rather than submitting completely to the masters’ will like a proper slave should.

“And I knew those images would draw you out of your little hiding spot. Now you are finally rendered powerless, collared and put in your place as a worthless sex slave. Just like all cunts were always meant to be.

“King Dainn ordered Sun Slut to be locked into this very room as part of her training. It was instrumental in her breaking and rebirth as the perverted animal in heat she is today. Now you’ll get to experience the bliss she felt while she was turned into a voracious cum slut,” Twilight spoke. “I can’t deny I’m envious of you.”

She had seen the images of course. Everypony had. Lurid photos and videos of the former rulers of Equestria, undergoing slave training and serving their owners sexually. Their capture and subjugation was public knowledge, and the footage was intentionally leaked to break the remaining resistance’s morale.

Twilight Sparkle’s enslavement and subsequent emergence as a prodigious red collar slave had been particularly devastating, as was the breaking of Celestia and her transformation into one of the most infamous whores in the land.

Many that were still fighting lost heart and hope, some even going as far as surrendering themselves to the authorities, accepting the inevitable and hoping for lenience. But not Supermare. Along with Superfilly and Mare Do Well she swore to fight until the bitter end, no matter how much their numbers dwindled or how hopeless the situation seemed.

Their resolve managed to hold together those desperate few still fighting the good fight, eking out a living on the fringes of society and striking the Caribou where it hurt. But their continued survival depended on the three heroines and their powers, and now all three had fallen into the villains’ clutches.

Supermare summoned all of her remaining strength, pulling against her shackles with all her might. She had to break her chains. To save her sister. To save Sweetie Belle. And to keep the fight against the Caribou alive.

It was in that moment the nefarious machine strung into action. Severe, crippling pain instantly coursed through her entire body as a strong electrical current passed through the device locked around her head. At the same time it induced a sensation of sheer terror, a deep, primal fear powerful enough to overwhelm even the strongest and bravest of heroines.

“AAAAARRRRGHH!!” Supermare screamed, tortured by the intense pain and horror.

“How do you like my design? I don’t normally set the sensitivity this high, but then I have the feeling you’ll be very headstrong. Don’t fight it too hard now, or you might snap completely and end up as a purple collar,” Twilight spoke with glee.

Supermare could barely form a coherent response. She was sweating, heaving and almost hyperventilating. Her resistance was severely punished, and to Supermare’s dismay it was a relief to be free from it - which was exactly what the devious device was designed to do.

“You were looking for Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle, weren’t you? Don’t worry, they’re safe and sound. They’re living fulfilling lives as sex slaves - see for yourself,” Twilight said, her voice betraying a hint of sneer.

Suddenly Supermare saw a bright image form in front of her eyes. She was wearing a visor, the inside of which could show the wearer still images or even video recordings, controlled at the operator’s behest. The super heroine was horrified by what she was shown.

Mare Do Well, unmasked and her uniform torn and tattered, licking and worshipping a war beast’s testicles.

Superfilly, half-naked, sucking and stroking the animal’s enormous shaft while wildly fingering her exposed crotch.

Both girls had met with one of the most wretched fates that could befall captives - to be trained as war beast slaves. The hapless mares selected for this purpose were considered to be lower than animals, and existed for no other purpose than to pleasure the Caribou’s massive war mounts. Ostensibly this was to better control their savage nature, but in some cases it was punishment meted out in order to utterly humiliate and break the most spirited of individuals. War beast slaves lived alongside their mates in their pens, spending their days as little more than cock sleeves for the animals and living off their seed. During war campaigns they were impaled on their massive penises, roped underneath their bellies in such a way that gyrated the unfortunate mares back and forth as the creatures lumbered their way towards the battle field.

“NOOOOHH!!” Supermare screamed, deeply anguished at the girls’ fate.

“Oh stop your wailing, they’ve both settled into their life as animals over the past few months,” Twilight spoke with derision. “It took a little while for them to develop an attraction to those beastly cocks and sperm, but they love what they do now. In fact, they’re milking those cocks to feed you, Super Cunt.”

Inside her helmet, Supermare could see Mare Do Well lathering her tongue vigorously along the beast’s balls, while Superfilly started sucking his shaft as deeply as she could. But contrary to Twilight’s claims, Supermare noticed both girls were wearing black collars, indicating that their participation in the sordid sex act was coerced. A kryptonite ring adorned Superfilly’s collar, which further showed that her powers needed to be nullified in order to keep her contained. Although both girls had obviously undergone significant amounts of training since their capture, they weren’t yet broken.

To Supermare’s dismay the creature soon started thrusting its member forwards, roaring loudly as it ejaculated down Superfilly’s throat. Unable to swallow its enormous load the young mare’s mouth overflowed, sending large volumes of semen spraying from her nose. As the hot, thick cum dribbled from her nostrils down to her chin, Superfilly continued to furiously lick and stroke her war beast companion’s pulsating cock. Its enormous loads splattered into a large funnel located on the floor.

“Every time he cums the girls drink their fill, and let the excess sperm fill up your feeding tank. I bet you’re dying to have a taste,” Twilight spoke.

Within moments, the disgusting, sticky liquid poured down Supermare’s feeding tube, and straight into her mouth. The smell and taste made her retch, but the rigid opening of the tube prevented her from closing her mouth.

The heroine categorically refused to swallow the repulsive bodily fluid. But the sheer volume of liquid pumped down her feeding tube meant that what she didn’t drink down spilled from the sides of her mouth, quickly filling up her breathing mask. In mere moments the semen reached the top of her muzzle and poured into her nostrils, preventing her from breathing.

“NNNGGHHHKK!!” Supermare screamed, desperately trying to shake off the infernal contraption.

“No no no, you’re not getting it off that easily, Super Cunt,” Twilight spoke mockingly into Supermare’s earphones. “You have only two options, gulp it all down or drown in cum. Take your pick.”

Supermare’s lungs screamed for air. Her body burned, heaving, trembling and trying to draw in a breath. Semen was the only thing what flowed into her nostrils however. She was going to drown if she didn’t empty her mask.

In desperation, the heroine started to swallow her revolting feed. But the instant she took her first gulp she heard something whirr in the back of her head. The momentary feeling of disgust was immediately overridden by intense feelings of pleasure and euphoria, induced by the same system of electrodes used to punish her earlier. The positive reinforcement loop worked exceedingly well, and Supermare soon found herself greedily swallowing her load of sperm.

“Good girl, Super Cunt. It won’t be long before you’re completely addicted to war beast cum,” Twilight spoke while pushing several buttons on her control panel.

Supermare didn’t even consider answering. With her nostrils finally free from the sticky fluid she was breathing heavily, inhaling whatever air her breathing tube fed to her. The heroine soon noticed it was laced with a strong musk however - the smell of war beast cock. Again she heard a whirr coming from her helmet, and again she was inundated with pleasurable, blissful feelings. But this time it was accompanied by the sudden buzz of a vibrator lodged inside her pussy.

“Mmmgh!!” Supermare moaned in surprise.

The pleasure was instant, overpowering any remaining conscious thought. Clearly, it was a reward for compliance, a perverse training system that amplified positive reinforcement and used it to further modify its victim’s behavior. The infernal device had started to rewire Supermare’s brain, conditioning her to feel strong sexual attraction to war beast seed and pheromones.

Inside her visor, Superfilly and Mare Do Well disappeared off the screen. A new video started up, featuring two enormous war beasts, and a Caribou leading two mares up to them. As the animals noticed their scent, their gigantic penises emerged from their sheaths.

Again Supermare’s helmet whirred, driving power to the electrodes in order to manipulate her feelings and emotions. When the heroine saw the veiny sex organs engorge and grow erect, she felt only attraction and arousal. Time seemed to stop as the shape of the beastly cocks and balls were visually engraved into her brain. In that same moment, her nostrils were flooded with the scent of their musk. Supermare could not help but inhale greedily. The animal’s pheromones drove her wild with primal lust, which was accompanied by pleasure as her vibrator was turned up.

“Nhhh!! Mmmnnhh!!” she screamed as ecstasy overwhelmed her body and mind.

Twilight was rewiring the heroine’s instincts, conditioning her to feel sexual attraction to war beasts. And Supermare was powerless to stop the process.

On the screen the slaves following the bull crawled into view. They were two of Equestria’s former princesses, Celestia and Luna, now reduced to sexually servicing the animals. Supermare watched on enthralled as the girls crawled towards the enormous creatures, cooingly touching their muzzles against the giants’ noses in greeting before turning their rumps towards them. Lifting their tails they allowed the animals to smell and lick their genitals, signaling their state of heat to their suitors.

“Look at their faces, Super Cunt. Don’t these sluts look happy and horny living like animals?” Twilight spoke into Supermare’s ears.

Supermare couldn’t argue with Twilight’s observation. Both princesses looked intoxicated with arousal, squirting and winking profusely while the monsters snorted up their scent and pheromones. They soon responded in kind, letting their enormous cocks grow to full erection. The former royals took notice, squealing excitedly as they moved towards the beasts’ hind quarters.

“Present, cunts!” the Caribou barked with a crack of his whip.

Both girls eagerly got on their hooves at his command, extending their legs to raise their rumps up into the air. Lifting their tails they presented their pussies to the beasts, displaying their readiness to be mated. Within moments they were both mounted by the animals, who roughly forced their massive shafts into the girls’ love holes. Supermare looked on, engrossed by the war beasts’ cocks filling up and stretching the princesses’ vaginas to their limit. Both girls moaned loudly without inhibition, letting their state of pleasure and arousal be known to the onlookers.

“These girls are doing what’s normal, Super Cunt,” Twilight spoke, turning up Supermare’s vibrator even further. “They are animals, and it’s natural for animals to mate with other animals.”

The former Princess of Friendship’s voice resonated deeply inside Supermare’s head. Twilight’s voice was persuasive, and the heroine’s mind was rendered suggestible by her evil machinations.

“Listen to your desires, Super Cunt. Listen to your body. What is it that you really want?” Twilight Sparkle whispered.

“What I…really want…” Supermare thought, overcome with pleasure and arousal.

The heroine could barely form a coherent thought. Her eyes were glued to the depraved spectacle playing out in front of her eyes. She could see Equestria’s former leaders’ stomachs bulge, and their suitors’ enormous members pumping in and out of their bodies as they moaned in ecstasy. And all this time the vibrator lodged inside Supermare’s costume buzzed away, pushing her ever closer towards the brink of orgasm.

“Don’t you wish you were in their place, Super Cunt? Don’t you want to get fucked by the gigantic, rock hard cock of a war beast?” Twilight continued, seeing that her victim was barely able to resist temptation.

“Cock…yes…I want war beast cock!” was the thought that pervaded Supermare mind. “I need to cum!”

Twilight knew she had her subject exactly where she wanted her. With the flick of a switch she turned up Supermare’s vibrator to its maximum setting, leaving the helpless heroine moaning and twisting with pleasure.

“Mmmnhhh!!” Supermare screamed as pleasure overwhelmed her brain.

The helmet kicked into high gear, overstimulating the helpless heroine’s neural pathways to create an otherworldly sexual sensation. Within moments Supermare started cumming wildly, contorting her body as she shook and squirted uncontrollably. At the same time, the semen tank’s pumps reactivated, once again flooding the powerless mare’s feeding mask with war beast sperm.

Supermare found this second load wasn’t as hard to swallow as the first. The taste wasn’t as disgusting, nor was the texture as disagreeable. And with every gulp it became easier to take the next. It wasn’t long before the heroine was slurping up her feed greedily, draining the bodily fluids before they could fill up her mask.

The experience left Supermare heaving on the table. The scent of war beast cum pervaded her nostrils, and its taste lingered on her tongue. It should have been absolutely revolting, but instead the helmet made the heroine feel sexual bliss unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

“Good girl, Super Cunt. Again,” Twilight spoke, leaving Supermare little time to recover.

At the push of a button she was once again bombarded with perverse visuals. This time she watched eagerly, and now the influx of war beast pheromones only added to her arousal. As Supermare beheld the creatures’ enormous cocks throbbing as they inseminated Equestria’s former princesses, she could not help but imagine herself in their place, getting mounted, fucked and filled with their delicious cum.

Raw pleasure was Supermare’s reward. Twilight once again flicked the switch, inflicting tormentous pleasure upon her hapless victim. Again a torrent of semen poured down Supermare’s feeding tube, and once more she downed all of it.

To the super heroine’s consternation, it started feeling better and better. The taste of cum, the orgasms, the sheer pleasure. The machine was succeeding in reprogramming her mind, and was ruthlessly efficient at it. If Celestia had truly undergone the same conditioning regime it would go a long way in explaining how she became the sex slave she was today. Sun Slut’s love for war beast semen was infamous, and her eagerness to lick bowls clean of cum was a shock to many a pony that still remembered her as an elegant, regal princess. Her breaking and training had been a resounding success, and the Caribou were determined to repeat this outcome with Supermare.

“Again!” Twilight’s command sounded, forcefully continuing the reinforcement loop Supermare found herself trapped in.

The heroine was subjected to this depraved form of training for weeks on end. Slowly but surely she was being conditioned to feel attraction to the war beasts’ cocks and sperm, to enjoy and savor their taste. Every time Supermare managed to muster the strength to resist, Twilight induced horrible pains and terrors that left her screaming and sweating with fear. It was powerful reinforcement that altered Supermare’s very being. There was no escape. No hope of rescue.

All Supermare could do was cum.

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Locked inside the feeding machine with all of her senses tightly controlled by Twilight, the intrepid heroine had lost all track of time. How long had it been? Months? Even years perhaps?

War beast semen was delicious to her now. It turned her on to no end, along with the wonderful scent of their cocks and balls. She loved cumming - it meant she would be fed more delectable seed.

But despite the Caribou’s best efforts and all of Twilight’s machinations she remained unbroken, and her will and identity as a super heroine intact. Although the situation seemed hopeless, she was always secretly thinking of ways to escape.

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