"How long...how long will she be here?" said Vinyl in an obvious annoyed tone.

Can I blame her, I'm practically a monster to her.

"Don't worry," Reassured the guard escorting me, "Luna knows whats she's doing if she gave her to us, hah she won't like it here I can promise you that."

And with that Vinyl made sure I could see her smirk of approval, she seemed content with not killing me, now that she knew my fate was worse of here... urgh Vinyl and that mongrel Octavia-what a bitch, I should have just made it quick, but no I took my time, let it sink in-foolish pony-foolish girl. Cut off from my thoughts, I still had the broken leg from not so long ago. Luna insited it be left unattended...to further my agony.

"Enjoying the broken leg 'Streak'," Vinyl scoffed.

"Be a dear and kiss it better for me scratchy," I teased.

I made sure I batted my eyes and puckered my lips for extra emphasis, she's easy to annoy, humph using her name like that...when we were...'together'-

"SHUT UP!" she growled primeval.

"Vinyl!" Octavia yelled, "Your better than that Scratch, she doesn't deserve an easy way out...just keep your composure...for me."

Vinyl, as expected, dropped her fighting stance and reverted to her calm cool DJ wannabe attitude. She and that mutt, together-disgusting!

Anyway, the corridor stretched for what seemed like forever, it was purely a long tunnel like structure with windows. Outside were crashing waves. The weather must always be bad here, it'd make sense given the gloomy dark water. It became apparent, with the carriage ride here that I was going to be on a peninsula, one way in, one way out, and this corridor was just that. Not heavy on guards but I noticed several gates that could be released from the ceiling and lock in an inmate that'd be either crazy or stupid enough to get this far. Guards were only visible on certain checkpoints, more importantly they were all mares. Hah. I'm going to a mare prison. Just great, Luna wants me to become someones...bitch. Ugh! She will never let me live it down, oh well i'll make the best of it....somehow.

My guard, may I note she was possibly strong enough to keep me completely still and maybe even fix my leg and break it again, turned to Vinyl and Octavia as we neared the final two checkpoints. I in turn did the same, not that I had a choice of course.

"Alright girls this as far as I can take you, beyond this point'll be too dangerous for civilians," The guard stated promptly. It seemed like an order more than a polite request. A tad angered, Vinyl stepped forward.

"We can-"

"-Leave as soon as possible," Implied Octavia.

She cut her eyes at Vinyl, and she obeyed like a little-hah, like a mutt how ironic maybe there meant to-

" Yeah okay fine then...," Vinyl reluctantly stated.

Not to mention her rudely interrupting my train of thought. Hmph, she always had a way of-

"-Hope you rot in here Silver," Vinyl hissed maliciously.

Interrupted once again. I must take this opportunity, it's too juicy. I made sure I used my silky voice for this one, to really get under her skin.

"Ooooh Octy," I sang delightfully, " Make sure your tongue goes in deep, she goes insane," I purred

To finish it off I flicked my tongue out to really rekindle her hate for me, just to see that cute-

" You...," Vinyl hissed.

Vinyls face flashed as red as the blood she drinks, her perl white coat made it even more so, a perfect indicator of how embarrassed and angered she was, again I was interrupted, Vinyl you bitch.

"...fuck you, I should...," stammered Vinyl.

I half slit my eyes.

" What Vinyl, what should you do?" I teased.

Smirk on my face, so proud of my 'appropriate' comment. *CRACK*, was the sound of what I believe to be my temple cracking on impact with Vinyl's hoof. I...well...I wasn't expecting that. Before i could say anything else, Vinyl and Octavia were trotting away, or rather Octavia was trying to catch up with Vinyl. She thought it necessary to glare at me and shake her head, like a disappointed mother would a foal, and trotted after Vinyl shortly after.

"You were just asking for that one," My guard said finally voicing her opinion on my...actions.

"Yes I was." I stated flatly.

"Come on lets get moving," she said matching my flat tone.

She was an interesting mare, the guard. I didn't know her name but it didn't matter. Her mane was short due to her professinal status, it was understandable, but seemed as if she still cared enough to make it presentable, attractive. Her tail followed the same rules. She wore a black padded vest strictly stating 'ESP' hah hah, Equestrian Super Prison, how creative. Her coat was a creamy orange and her tail and mane were a mixture of her coat color with white and black strands. After admiring her and her peculiar cutie mark, a beat and some handcuffs, kinky?. We had finally passed the last two checkpoints. We entered the main building were a few more guards flanked me and stayed uncomfortable close, for my safety? I was right, I was the new meat, and the were ready to dig into me, hooves horns, and tongues, they were impatient, hungry. Damn you Luna...would she haunt my dreams as well? Something caught my eye outside in the distance, were I entered. Octavia was hugging Vinyl, moments later they kissed, on an unrelated note as I watched them leave, I simultaneously had something in my eye. If only my leg wasn't broken...Vinyl.

A tear rolled down my cheek, must be dust or something.

"Come on now, we don't have time to waste here," one of the guards spoke up only a tad annoyed.

Or at least enough to crack me over the head with her baton, just wonderful. The blood, I'm sure, was already pouring from my head doubled with that strike. It's just a bee sting compared to my leg. As we finally neared my cell-

"Can't wait to taste that silver pussy," said a seemingly sex depraved voice.

...okay... as we neared my cell-

" Look at that plot, juicy huh," another voice from within the prison spoke aloud.

...dammit really-

"Has any anyone seen my strap-on ,never mind found it!" said another depraved soul.

...What the fuck! These ponies are vulgar, and indecent, just like a certain DJ...hmph...haha...how delicious...any-who, my original guard, the one with the vegetable and handcuffs for a cutie mark, escorted me and gently layer my broken fore leg around the back of her neck. I was a bit puzzled, but I'm sure she noticed me struggle with the whole 'there's something in my eye dance', as i attempted to hop awkwardly to stop from cry-I mean, remove the dust or something.

"Well what are ya waiting for, hurry up, your cells just up there and I have a severe hate for this wing of the prison," said the slightly bothered guard.

I took care of my problem to let her know I understood. I thanked her and she gently laid my fore leg back down. She opened my cell and waved me in, before I accepted my place in my new found hell, I asked a simple question.

"Whats your name, if you don't mind me asking of course."

Seem as if she did, she scrunched her face for a second, then gave in to my innocent and petty request.

"Daisy Beat Cutter," said Ms. Cutter quickly.

Before I could press on she answered my second question, maybe the ESP stands for more than one thing.

"The handcuffs, there a tattoo, all the mares that guard the facility have 'em. I use to have a knife next to the beat, but I thought it was stupid, it's still there and all but the handcuffs, well you know. Cutting beats isn't a talent, beating ponies that's different."

She seemed content with her spiel, so was I.

"Don't think just cause we'er talking means I like ya, no reason ta give ya a hard time, your bound to experience that till the day ya die in here. So in all fairness, I think your a piece of shit, but not enough to leave ya all bloodied, pathetic, with your insults and your crying."

I cringed a bit, but ah hell she was right, i'm...I have lowered myself to this pathetic state, beaten, broken, and weeping like a filly.

" I...deserve that I suppose," I said forcing out the words

She then whipped the blood off my temple and handed me the handkerchief, when she was content with her efforts.

"Here you might need this more often than you'd like," she stated.

She..she pitted me...how...disgusting I am!

She shut the cell door behind me as I entered the cell, my new home I suppose I should call it. It had the traditional bunk bed made of steel, with dilapidated mattresses filled with old hay, not to mention the sorry excuse for pillows. They just looked like rags with lumps protruding from them. The left corner of the cell had a...ugh, toilet, with at least three tiles of toilet paper on the spool. At least it's not complete empty, right? The sink, also on the left almost hiding the toilet, stuck out of the wall, it had stains all over it's metal frame, and a constant drip drip drip from its faucet. This must be Hells sink, because it's pure torture to hear that annoying-wait who the hell is that?

Me being too busy and clueless scanning the cell in it's horrid entirety and noticing the colorful array of stains one the concrete ground. Somehow I didn't notice the dirty teal coat with the frizzly long brown mane, eyeing me sadistically. When I finally noticed her she curled her already creepy smile into a bigger one, complete with jagged canine teeth. Looks as if she filed them herself. Her voice was raspy and forced during certain words, maybe for emphasis or to annoy me, couldn't tell but it worked either way.

"Haha fresh meat, never seen a silver pony before, you all natural?"

She said it in a way that didn't sound entirely like a question somehow.

"What?" I said, acknowledging her stupid question, statement bullshit.

I'll remember that for later.

" I said...," her voice trailing.

She got up with a bit of a stagger but found her footing quickly. Hah almost looked like her legs were doing some fucked up tango, how laughable she was. As soon as I finished my examination she was face to face with me.

"..Are you all natural bitch?!" she loudly questioned

That elicited a growl from me, telling her to back off. Stupid me I'm a cripple, I'm completely at her mercy. This mare, unfortunately will be the first to...taste me...there's no denying it, I'm helpless, venerable...to survive i'll...i'll have to-

"Shut the fuck up with ya growling girl, it turns me on, and unfortunately for you that's all I need to get started."

I stopped my foolishness, it was pointless to oppose her, she had the upper hand so to speak. She trotted back over the the bottom bunk and sat at the edge. Her hind leg spread open, here fore legs propped here up, then she yelled at me to come over. I didn't hesitate, only in my mind I did. There was no escape, no way out. Half way there, she grew impatient, she grabbed my mane and forced me on my haunches in front of her. She has an impressive force, as expected from an earth pony. I hid a smirk and focused on the pain to reveal the reaction she was looking for.

"My leg...it's broken be-"

"-Hah broken already, weakling!" she scoffed.

"I...I was in a fight a while ago, they didn't bother to fix it, what I'm trying to say is-"

" -That your my bitch isn't that right!"

She yelled, her breath smelled like, her last victim...ugh she must have been a smelly one.

She let me remember she had a firm grip on my silver mane, tugged it ever so often to increase her power over me by overstimulating me with pain. I nodded as much as I was allowed to.

"Yes..," I said trailing off.

"My name is Butter," she added.

And I truly wish she hadn't, laughter was so hard to contain. Weren't my life and my loins on the line i'd laugh my silver ass off. But alas, for now, i'm her's, her pet, her...sex puppet.

"Yes 'Butter' i'm your bitch."

I said it as meekly and helpless as possible, she liked that...a lot.

"Your bitch and nopony else's!"

Oops...should've left that one out.

"Shut up bitch!" Butter yelled.

She extended that sentence with actions instead of words, pulled my hair back further, I yelped, that hurt and...felt good. Ugh. Whats wrong with me .

She continued ",i'll share you with any pony I want. If they want a piece of that silver ass, they'll get it, understood."

She started Dragging her tongue on my neck, slowly...

"Yes ahhh...whatever you want, i'll..i'll do it."

How pathetic I sound. Was this apart of my plan or am i really submitting.

"Good," she whispered in my ear

She then proceeded to give my ear a long lick before continuing.

"Get to work then," Butter commanded viciously.

She finally let go of my mane and allowed me , with my own free will, for now, to service her.

I was a bit thankful for that small act of kindness, for that why not show what I can do. My muzzle was deep in her mare hood, pussy, whatever I was eating her out like it was fresh cut grass. She immediately noticed my hunger and started forcing me deeper. I couldn't breath, much, but my tongue did it's job and lashed wildly inside her.

Moaning as she attempted to speak ",yes bitch...uhh...ahh, your pretty good at this ah, maybe i'll keep ya around if you ahh if yah aaahh make me cum."

Hmph, very well. I worked harder and faster, I didn't want to become another stench on her breath like her last unfortunate...bitch. So I sucked her pussy dry and swirled my tongue relentlessly. It had a bit of a bitter taste, with a hint of...butter scotch. mmmmmph not ba-.

"-Mmmff! Mmmff!....Mmmmph..."

She came, hard. Her fore legs held my head down as she squirted in my mouth. I could tell she hadn't felt quite that good in some time.

"Damn your..*pant* *pant* your pretty damn good, for a bitch of course," Butter said approvingly.

How pleasant. I then noticed how my broken fore leg screamed in pain as I rose to meet he face, I kept my composure and kissed her, deeply, lovingly. Don't confuse this as me loving her, I just decided to be bold, overwhelm her. She threw me off, and spit out a mixture of her cum and my saliva. Her eyes where wide and she seemed bothered, great I fucked up.

"Bitch..*pant*...*pant*...too much, this was just a sample. Next time we'll get a little wilder, but learn your place or i'll break your other legs!" Butter yelled annoyingly

Okay so I dodged that bullet, but i'm sure there's more to this nonsense. She began to speak again of course stating...the rules.

"You get bottom bunk, so when i fuck you I won't have to worry about rolling off the top when I'm tired."

"Yes-"

"-Call me master."

Rock bottom here I come.

"Y-yes master."

My dignity has completely been destroyed, this is only ten minutes of the rest of my life just...great.It didn't take long for night to come and see Luna's moon taunting me. Luna, I bet she was enjoying this. 'Butter' was asleep on the top bunk and of course me, I reside on the bottom. Ironic, she made sure I knew were I belong, during sex and on the food chain, everyone eat's me...how 'cute'. I discarded those thoughts for something more sinister, the death of my...'master.' I had to dismiss it, I needed to play it safe, learn more about my predicament. Maybe she has friends, I need to take care of them as well, not sexually of course...ugh, at least not now, but i'll defiantly need to find out about them, kill them in one day, at the same time, in front of everyone. They'll parade me around for a week or two, then there little 'bitch' will dispatch them quickly and without mercy. Wait. No. My leg, how could i forget about that major detail. Come on Silver Streak, pull yourself together, two weeks time, it'll solve itself, hopefully. Unfortunately I didn't notice Butter preparing a double edged strap on. How the hell did they get stuff like that in a maximum security prison, i'll never know. I silently prepared myself by rubbing enough to get me wet and make it easier for her to...fuck me. She tore away the blanket and revealed me readying myself. I felt a little embarrassed actually, I wasn't sure when to stop, playing with myself was always a good way to pass the time.

"Hmph hmph good little slut," butter commented

She whispered in her oddly enough attractive raspy voice, maybe I got use to it already. She put her hoof to my mouth and shoved the phallus in me. She thrust hard and recklessly. Often she'd make small yelps and whimpers, it was...cute, but she glared at me as she did so. I took that as a warning and nodded to confirm my ignorance to such noise.Regardless the pleasure was undoubtedly worth the loss of dignity, if i had any left. I moaned past her hoof, like a mare in heat, like a bitch, her bitch, As she pounded me I thought of what dreams I might have, hopefully not the one I keep having the one where-

"Cumming....!" she said in a mixture of yelling and whispering.

After she spasmed a bit, collapsing on top of me, she fell asleep, leaving me unsatisfied, sticky, and smelling like fucking butter scotch!

'sigh' Day one...

Author's Notes:

Yup that took forever, sorry for anything that might have annoyed you this story writing isn't hard it's making it readable and understandable. Fuck, I hate grammar sometimes.

Anyway, tell me what you think and please use insults that make sense if you feel its...needed, other than that I'm looking forward to adding to this later on...