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"Please, ma'am, please let me go! I don't belong here, whatever I did! I swear, if I ever did you wrong, I am so sorry!"
"Again, your answer is no. You cannot leave. Not yet. Soon, though..."
"Really? You will let me go? Oh thank you, miss Luna! I swear I won't tell anypony, I swear!"
"I'm quite sure of that, my dear. Quite sure."
Luna smiled, and swung the table around, so the pony's feet were facing the center of the dark, candle lit room. She grabbed a few levers on the pivoting base, and the table swung forwards, until the pony on it was suspended straight up. The enchanted black string holding her there pulled against her wrists and ankles, biting into her flesh.
"Wouldn't want you to miss the opening act, dear, Luna said, grabbing the Pegasus ponies wings and feeling the soft grey feathers. Gaining a surprised gasp from her captive, the night goddess trotted to the center of the room, pulling a small iron object with her. Moving it into position an pulling it open, she revealed it to be an old rusty bear trap, poised and ready for her plans. She walked over to the cages, and looked over the labels on the doors for her target.
"Let's see...Foxes...Squirrels...Raccoons...Ah! Here we are!" she said, opening the cage and reaching inside. "Come on, little one, let's have a little fun."
She grabbed the small creature and pulled it out. It was a small bunny, snatched up a few days before the pony. She had lured it away with a small treat, and then snatched it up. It was afraid at first, and tried to escape and run back to it's owner, a cute yellow pony with pink hair. Then Luna had grabbed it again before it could get away, and beat it with a nearby stick. She had whipped it at first, then slowly stabbed in the foot with a sharp end. After that, it sat in her hoofs, terrified as she few it away from its home, from its caretaker.
Now she pulled it out, laughing as it struggled to escape her grasp.
"Ha! Little demon, perhaps you need another lesson!"
The bunny froze, horribly afraid of the prospect of more torture.
"Oh, no, little creature, you don't get out of this one. Don't worry though, I have a feeling it will be your last..."
She lifted the terrified creature, swinging it around, slamming it against the cage once, then carrying it to the center of the room. Luna glanced at the trapped Pegasus, it's good eye wide with horror at this unprecedented display of cruelty.
"Oh, don't you worry. You will get your turn, just as soon as I'm done warming up with this fellow here..."
Saying this, Luna suddenly threw the bunny down onto the floor, directly into the center of the trap. He scrabbled to get out in time, but was too slow. The jagged, rusty teeth caught him on the waist, and he let out a terrible scream of pain. The trap very nearly cut him in half, the metal cutting into his flesh and smashing bones to sharp splinters, spearing through his skin. Luna laughed at him, screaming in agony as the teeth held him in place.
"Hahahahahahah!" she cackled as he struggled, trying to lessen the pain in any way.
She galloped over to a locker next to the cages, and opened it up. From this, she pulled some of her favorite tools. An old screwdriver she had found in the forest, a small fishing hook tied to a an old handle she had pulled off a hammer, and a rusty set of surgical knives she had stolen from a hospital trash bin. She also pulled out a pair of pliers and a syringe. She ran back to the center, where the trapped animal watched her helplessly as she brought over her instruments of torture, blood matting his white fur as the teeth of the bear trap dug into his open wounds.
Luna arrived at her object of focus, and set her tools down in a pile nearby. She smiled at the trapped and hurt animal, and thought of how pretty it was, the blood mixing into and staining his angel white fur. She loved how he still struggled, how his energy slowly faded away, pooling with his blood on the floor. She grabbed on of her instruments, the screwdriver, and went to work. First, she dug it into the gaping wound in his chest, the large line of torn flesh held by the trap, and worked it around. She pushed it in, watching the bunny's eyes as he felt this new source of pain, his body near its limit.
She left the screwdriver there, lodged in his stomach, and reached for the knives. She smiled as she lifted one up, so rusty but still sharp as a razor. She saw herself reflected in one spot, saw her face through reddened metal. She grinned wider, then moved it close to the bunny's face. She made a small cut on his cheek, leaving a small drop of blood dripping from the incision. She looked deep into the rabbit's terrified eyes, far into his pupils wide with terror, and giggled. Quickly, with practiced speed and accuracy, she whipped the knife up and sliced one of the bunny's ears off. He screamed louder than before at this new attack on such a sensitive target.
She grabbed the ear as it was falling to the floor, scooping it out of the air. Still giggling, she pushed the bloody and torn object into the bunny's mouth, shoving it down his throat. Laughing wildly, she watched as the bunny tried to gasp for breath, reaching up and trying to pull the deeply wedged ear out of his mouth. Luna looked at the figure, it's lower half soaked in blood, one ear reduced to nothing but a bloody stump, and sighed. This one had had enough, she decided, and reached for her special tool. Finding the wooden handle and attached hook, she smiled. This one was her favorite, and she only ever used it as a grand finally. Slowly, she flipped it and pulled the hook into the eye of the small red and white creature before her. Luna yanked up, and it was done. The hook pierced the brain case, and killed the little one. She exhaled, and, watching the light drain from it's one remaining eye, she pulled out the hook and cleaned it.
Turning around, she sees horror. Horror captured in the eyes of her guest. The scene of death and gore before her had driven her to tears, which flowed down her face and dripped into her open mouth. Luna had not even noticed, caught up in her passion, but the grey mare was screaming. She must have been screaming for quite the time, as her voice was now hoarse and cracked. Luna looked at her, and slowly, ever so slowly, her mouth was carving itself into an insane grin. Still holding the tool with which she had killed the little bunny, she looked into the eyes of this frightened one.
"You are going to be my friend." spoke Luna. "I'll show you just how I feel."
Luna looked at her prisoner with joy in her eyes. "You can understand me." Luna said, "You can know. I can share my secret with you."
Dropping her special tool, she reached down and grabbed the syringe. Wheeling back her arm, she threw it at the pony, spinning it through the air. Stabbing into the pegasus's leg, it stayed, deep enough in to not fall out. The grey pony looked down at her leg, barely understanding this new feeling. She was in such shock, she was now completely silent, staring wide eyed and open mouthed as blood began to drip down her thigh.
Luna picked a knife, and walked towards her new target. She got close, then stopped and observed the pegasus, it's good eye still fixated on the object impaling it's leg. The pegasus watched as another spurt of blood dripped down, staining her beautiful grey coat red, an screamed. It started low in her mouth, like a squeak of a mouse first, then quickly gained volume until it was a screeching wail of agony. The pony shook violently, shaking the table and causing the ropes holding her up to scar and tear her skin. Watching this, Luna started laughing. She was going to enjoy this. It would be a good memory.
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