YAY!!! Even more Dinky abuse! In this story it doesn’t matter how the fuck I got into Equestria, how the fuck I get away with this shit, or even why the hell Dinky is home alone in the first place. All that matters is that loveable, baby unicorn getting raped, abused, tortured, and murdered by me. So, without further adieu, let’s get started shall we? Ahem....

I was walking around outside on this cold, rainy night for one reason, and one reason only, to "Play" with that beautiful, baby, unicorn filly I had spent so much time watching. Now, it seemed, I had the perfect opportunity to fulfill my dark desires while her mother was away for some reason I don't give a shit about. I was a typical male, average height, medium length, black hair, wearing a red tee shirt, camouflaged back pack, blue jeans, black tennis shoes, and black sunglasses, a black handkerchief around my face, concealing it and a silver necklace with an amulet in the shape of a pentagram. Anyway, I approached her house from the rear, (Thank god, it was next to a forest.) and from my back pack, I pulled out a lock pick.

I crept up to the back door and slid the lock pick into place, being extra careful to hold it steady, so it didn't break. After fumbling with it for a few seconds I heard a satisfying click, signaling my success. I put the lock pick into my blue jeans pocket and snuck inside, being sure to keep low to avoid detection. A lightning strike out side lit up the dark room and I saw I was in a kitchen. I ducked behind a white table and peered out into the living room.

The living room had brown, shag carpeting, and white paint on the walls. The walls had a border going around the top and bottom that had a green background, with blueberry muffins dancing around along it. Against the wall was a big, soft, white sofa with 2 muffin shaped pillows on it. Across from the sofa was a normal sized plasma screen T.V. tuned to a filly's cartoon channel. And in front of the T.V. watching intently, was my ultimate prize, Dinky Hooves, the light purple unicorn filly. She looked so beautiful, sitting in front of the T.V. eating a bowl of chocolate ice cream.

A sick, sadistic smile crept onto my face and my mouth started to water, I had to hold myself back so I didn't charge right in, I had to be careful. I looked back around and saw, to my frustration, an adult mare sitting on the sofa. She was a light, almost mint green unicorn, with a short green mane and tail and a lyre cutie mark.

I thought about adding her to my little "play time" but decided against it, she was an unnecessary risk, getting in the way of my goal. I quietly unzipped my back pack and pulled out a small box. I opened the box and pulled out an unloaded Colt M1911, a silencer, and a magazine, containing about five shots. I never really expected to use it, but I was glad I decided to bring it along, makes things simpler.

I quickly and quietly assembled the gun and slid the clip into place. I cocked it, took aim at the green mare's head, gave a quiet chuckle, and gently pulled the trigger. Only moments later the bullet made contact with its target, cleanly striking her in the temple and going out the other. The mare's blood and bits of brain splashed up against the wall, just as Dinky turned around.

"Mrs.Lyra? Mrs.Lyra? What’s wrong? Please answer me. I'm scared." Dinky said to the corpse, being too young to understand the art of murder. I clicked the safety on and started to walk calmly into the living room with a horrible smile on my face. Dinky just saw me and said "Mister please! You have to help me! Something is wrong with Mrs.Lyra!" I just started laughing and kicked Dinky in the chest, sending her flying across the room, into the wall.

With a thud she impacted and started crying and shouting "Why mister? Why? I've never done anything to you!" I walked up to her and laughed as I started to unzip my pants, pulling my dick out. I chuckled as Dinky tried to run away, screaming I might add, but only to be backed into a corner where all she could do was cower in fear.

"I love it when they fight back!" I said and then I reached down and grabbed her. The little filly started to squirm and struggle but was too weak to do anything to stop me. I carried her over to the couch, pushed the dead body out of the way, sat down, and positioned the screaming filly above my dick. I slowly lowered her waist down to it, but she ended up kicking me in the stomach. I just laughed and punched her across the face, knocking out a tooth.

“Stop squirming you fucking whore! If you kick me again I will fucking kill you! Slowly!" I yelled at her, she stopped fighting and I lowered her down to my dick and slid it into her. I came across an obstruction so I decided to burst her hymn slowly, making her feel every last bit of the delightful pain. She screamed in agony as my dick busted through her hymn, sending blood dribbling out of her vagina. I took one of my fingers and used it to scoop up some of the blood, which I then brought up to Dinky's face and said "Lick it!" at first she started whimpering and shook her head no, but I just shouted "DO IT OR I WILL FUCKING MELT YOUR FACE OFF WITH A MOTHER FUCKING LIGHTER!" she just nodded and wrapped her tongue around my finger, and began to suck on it.

I was sitting down, so I was using her as one would use a flesh light, manually gliding her across my dick. Her young pussy was so tight that it felt like it was mildly constricting my penis, but, it felt so good I felt the all to familiar sensation of a pressure building up in my dick. I Thrusted a little harder, hearing Dinky let out a whiny Humph! Every time my waist impacted hers. And then, right before I came I pulled out , brought her face down to my dick, held open one of her eyes, and blew a thick stream of semen into her young, filly right eye.

I laughed hysterically when she started to bawl from the sheer pain and agony. The sound of her agony filled screams started to arouse me again and my dick became erect once more.

"What’s wrong? Is the whittle filly saddy waddy?" I said in a mocking tone, I set her crumpled form upon the coach and walked over to the bowl of ice cream she was eating earlier. I then walked back over to her, grabbed her, and began to have sweet, sensual sex with her as I had one only moments ago, only this time was different, this time I was plowing hr young ass.

Her screams became twice as loud as my large member eviscerated her anal passage. I watched as blood, and a small amount of feces started to drip out of her rectum. Just what I wanted, once my dick was fully covered in her shit and blood I poured the now melted ice cream onto my raging boner and said "Would the whittle baby wike a whittle snaky waky?" in the same mocking tone as before.

She shook her head no as vigorously as she could, but I didn't care, I lowered her head towards my shit/chocolate/blood covered dick and said "If you bite, I will ass rape you again." Dinky nodded and I said "Good girl!" as I forced my dick into her mouth. I heard her choke and gag as my putrid cock entered her mouth, but by now she knew better than to throw up or spit my cock out. I glided her young, filly throat across my erect penis and told her to use her tongue.

She made an MmHm sound and I felt her start desperately licking my dick head with her tongue. It felt so good I soon felt the familiar pre orgasm pressure in my dick and I pulled out, held her other eye (The one I hadn't jizzed in.) and released my load into her good, left eye.

I laughed as she fell to the floor crying in pain, and for good measure, I kicked her in the side, not hard enough to break her ribs, but only to bruise her. I set my back pack out to get the materials for the next part of play time, seeing as to how I had to wrap things up before her mom came home. So I pulled up my pants, and retrieved my "Toys".

Out of my bag I pulled out a piece of red chalk, five candles, a roll of duct tape, a cigarette lighter, a blow torch, a silver knife, a jar of goat's blood, a rather large silver chalice, a small jar of gasoline, a silver platter, and a silver fork and dinner knife.

I looked to make sure that Dinky was still there, and she was, her crumpled, broken form looked so cute lying battered and beaten on the floor. Anyway, I drew a pentagram on the floor, and put a candle at each point on it. I lit the candles with the lighter and tossed it aside. I then walked over to Dinky, picked her up, and carried her over to the pentagram and taped her down to it, with her legs spread wide open. I then took a small orange out of my back pack and started to insert it into her anus. Dinky squealed in agony as the acidic fruit was being forced into her already bleeding rectum.

After the orange was squeezed up inside her ass, I pulled out a bag of silver dust and a bag full of dead rats. I then dumped the silver dust onto the floor and proceeded to roll the dead rats in it, covering them with the impure metal. I then took the silver dust covered rats and showed them to the sobbing filly. She managed to lift her head up and watched in horror as I shoved the rats up her vagina. Dinky started screaming in such horror that I felt myself getting hard again. I finished shoving the five dead rats into her young pussy and then unzipped my pant again.

She started to cry even louder as I started fucking her pussy once more, each thrust sending the dead rats further up into her vagina. I looked down at the broken filly before me and took in her cuteness. Her blonde mane, her soft, tender purple fur, her horn, it was all so much to take in I felt myself on the verge of orgasm really quickly. Then, one of the dead rat's tails managed to get shoved up my urethra, sending me over the edge. I pulled out and shot my seed all over Dinky's stomach.

After I finished up I zipped up my pants and proceeded with the ritual. Now that the sacrifices had been put into her genitals, I took my blowtorch, lit it, and brought it towards Dinky's vagina. I started drooling as the flame made contact with her ass hole, cauterizing it shut. Dinky screamed in agony "MAKE IT STOP!" she shouted over and over again. I just started laughing so hard I was barely able to keep the blowtorch steady, but I managed.

After her ass was melted shut, I moved up to her rat filled vagina. Dinky yelled "PLEASE! ANYTHING BUT THAT!" but I just laughed and started to melt her slit anyway. She writhed in unspeakable pain, endless agony, for her, time ceased to exist. The only thing that she could think of was the endless burning of the white hot fire, (Can anyone guess what that line was taken from? lol) until with a laugh I said "All done!" and removed the blowtorch, flicking it off.

I then took the jar of goat's blood, opened it, and started to dab my fingers in it and then flick all over Dinky as I yelled "Lord Satan blessith this most worthy sacrifice I present to you! Please enjoy doing as I hath done only mere moments ago to this little filly for all eternity!" and then I dumped the rest of the goat's blood all over her face and chest.

Dinky started to scream as I took the silver knife and lowered it towards her chest. She started crying in pain once more as I drug the knife down her chest, ending at her luscious vagina. I then made two incisions on the top and bottom of the first one, making the shape of an "I" I then took a pillow off of the couch and used it to prop Dinky's head up, forcing her to watch as I cut out her organs.

I then pulled the two flaps of flesh away, making a sickening sound. Dinky stopped screaming, and started to cry, not out of pain, or fright, but from sadness. She knew she was going to die, and she didn't want to. I then took the knife and cut off Dinky's eyelids so she was forced to watch. I then took the knife and started to, with surgical precision, cut out her kidneys. I lifted each one up and with a smile showed them to Dinky's horrified eyes. I then put them on the silver platter. I then proceeded to do the same for her liver, pancreas, bladder, intestines, colon, and various other organs, making sure she got a good look at them.

It was finally time to let Dinky go into the sweet embrace of Lord Satan, so I cut out her lungs, showed them to her, and then brought he in for a deep, passionate kiss as she suffocated to death. My tongue explored her young mouth, tasting her tongue, cheeks, and throat, until I felt her heart stop beating. I then lifted the kiss and engaged with the next phase.

I took the platter over to the couch with the silverware, turned on a comedy station on Dinky's T.V., and proceeded to feast upon Dinky's young, filly organs as I watched Reno 9-1-1. I bit down into her organs slowly, savoring the juicy, bitter taste. I didn't know which organs I was eating at once because I sliced them all up into small pieces and started eating random pieces together at once. It tasted simply divine as Rarity would put it. It tasted so good that before long it was all gone.

I then went back to Dinky's body, took the silver knife, and cut out Dinky's heart. I then put her young, pure heart into the silver chalice, sprinkled goat's blood and silver dust on it, poured a tad bit of gasoline onto it, and then I took the lighter and watched it burn. As it burned, beautifully, I started to chant "Hail O' Satan, Hail!" over and over and over again until the fire went out, leaving a black mush behind. Then, as a last act of praise to my dark lord I picked up the chalice, and proceeded to drink the black, mushy, ashes, savoring the taste, it tasted of Satan's dark love.

I proceeded to pick up my sacrificial items, the knife, chalice, platter ECT. and put them into my bag. I left Dinky's body there for Derpy to find upon her arrival home. Then, I pulled down my pants and took a runny, diarrhea shit into Dinky's now empty chest; I then turned around and pissed into it also. I tore off a piece of her tail, used it to wipe my ass with, leaned down and kissed her corpse, ate her tongue straight from her mouth, and then walked over to Lyra's body and examined it. It was in fine condition, so I decided to take it for later amusement. As I was about to leave I took one last look at my work.

I looked Dinky's corpse directly in the eyes and said

"Boy, I really am an artist!" and then I made the long journey home.

THE END.