Author's Notes:

Short additional chapter without any clop this time!

The situation in the hive’s royal chamber had not improved much in the past hours. The mood for sex was dead, of course. None of the mares, stallions, or changeling queen knew how to proceed with the Appleloosa matter, given the ominous threat of a mysterious defense against the all-powerful changelings. All they could do is wait, knowing that with each passing minute, more and more mares were being forcibly migrated to the town.

What could it be… Royal Pin thought to himself, sitting in contemplation on his bed. A spell like the one Shining Armor and Cadence’s used at their wedding? No… there’s no way that level of magic would affect changelings in the slightest anymore. Perhaps they’re gathered the elements of harmony somehow? If they did, I’d wager the elements would backfire against them before it ever went after the changelings…

Thankfully, to break the awkward silence a non-descript stallion, obviously a disguised changeling drone, teleported into the room in a green flash. The mares and stallions jumping to their feet at his arrival.

“Ah, that was quick,” Chrysalis said. “What do you have to report, scout? Tell us everything you’ve discovered on your mission. Do not spare us the smallest detail!”

“I can’t, my queen…” The stallion disguised drone spoke slowly. “None of the drones… were able to even get near the town…”

“….M-my god…” Chrysalis shuddered, her worst fears confirmed. The blood freezing in her veins as she turned a cold white in fear. “They… they know! We were too late!” She growled. “This matter is much much worse than we could have feared for those mares!!! We should have been more aware! It should have been weeks before it descended to this point!”

“Chrysalis slow down!” Jet Set ordered. “What are you talking about? What’s going on?”

“Not for your ears, ponies!” Chrysalis growled, all polite demeanor from her pose gone. “I must act, NOW!” She screamed, causing everyone else tremble backwards in fear of their own.

“More and more ponies are flooding to that same location, it’ll only get worse! We haven’t the time to dally around some table in discussion while the enemy grows stronger against us!” Chrysalis growled to her scout, who respectfully bowed and stepped back. The changeling queen’s eyes shot to Fancy Pants. With a bright green flame that enveloped her, there were suddenly two of the same stallion in the room, as Chrysalis adorned the disguise of a well-dressed man she figured worthy of high stature in the stallion’s world.

“Wait… you’re not actually thinking of going there? Are you?” Jet Set asked, still partly confused as to what was going on. “It’s obviously not safe for you changelings if your scouts can’t get near it! I won’t let you!”

“You! Mare!” She shouted, completely ignoring her master and turning to Suri, who froze in place. “You say this false leader of theirs is commanding their every action?! Making the mares live like this!? He is to blame?!”

“Y-Yes…” Suri stuttered, shrinking towards the ground in the face of the changeling’s furious eyes. “It’s all mostly h-him! Things would definitely be different without him!”

“Good….” Chrysalis said, averting her gaze elsewhere, plotting her next move. This leader of theirs… to be the cause of so much pain and suffering… So much humiliation and misery of innocent mares who just wanted to live their lives in peace. And with her men unable to get anywhere near them… there was only one reasonable course of action she could take with any hopes of succeeding that would fix things.

“Change of plans, everyone… I am going kill that pony….”

Before anyone else could utter a single word, she vanished from sight in a bright green fiery flash, having teleported straight into the heart of Appleloosa.

“Keep your heads down… don’t look around, and whatever you do, DON’T make eye contact with anyone! Not even me!” Rumble whispered to the line of ponies. The stallion gave a quick peak outside the cabin door, onto the Appleloosa train station where many stallions were working to unload their cargo from the train, having finally arrived in the new slave capital of the world.

Fortunately, the coast seemed clear, no brutish stallions just hanging around looking to start fights or shady men shaking to steal the first attractive mare slave someone took their eyes off for a moment. Probably because the sun was about to set any minute now. Most of the stallions retreat to the bars late at night. With two soft tugs on the leash, Rumble stepped out of the train, motioning for the mares to follow.

Lightning Dust crawled out. Around her neck was a thick metal collar, locked in place tightly of course, almost to the point it restricted her breathing! Hanging from it was a small tag that read her name with the phrase ‘Sex Slave’ etched directly under it. The leash had been pulled through a hole in her collar, which traveled down between her dangling breasts and legs, before connecting to Trixie’s own metal collar, who crawled out behind her next, needing to keep up the pace with the pony her leash was attached to in front of her. Marble, Limestone, and Maud all crawling out next. None of them needing to say how humiliating this treatment was because they all knew they were thinking it.

“Don’t worry. It’s just a short distance to the store you’ll all be staying at…” Rumble whispered to the girls. “Remember, don’t look at anyone! It’ll only start trouble for you girls…”

Lightning Dust quickly shot her head back down to the dirt ground, wishing she had listened. Her quick glimpse at the town’s lively activities was all she needed to fuel her nightmares tonight. But curiosity had gotten the better of her. So many ponies around her… and yet she had never felt more unsafe in her life.

Mares and stallions were out on the street in plenty, the only difference was, like her, none of the mares were walking. From Lightning’s brief glance upward, she could see every mare wore similar metal collars, were all crawling in the same fashion. Some growling angrily up to the stallions who held their leashes as they were almost literally dragged through the dirt, but none of them actually choosing to rise to their feet when they easily had the ability to. Lightning could stem a guess as to why that was… The only mares that came close to be considered standing were the ashamed ones standing on platforms, doing a slow turnaround as stallions shouted bids at the auction master for the rights to their bodies. Others were tied down to poles as their owners ventured inside the saloon. All of which had no choice but to patently await their stallion’s return while naked and out in the cold, not wanting to be caught trying to escape, but still giving thanks they weren’t the unlucky ones who were actually brought inside.

But those mares seemed to have it easy compared to the other women with their heads and wrists locked in a stockades, bent over at a ninety degree angle. Different shades of cum all centered around their gaping cunts and assholes, while over on the other side their facial features were pretty much concealed under the think spurge. Scribbles of black marker on their rear ends and legs had dozens of cruel remarks written ranging from ‘Rape Here’, ‘Free Fuck’, ‘Cum Dump’, or ‘Use me like the sex toy I am’ were present, all pointed at her reddened pussy, gaping with a mixture of several men’s sperm.

Lightning Dust gave an audible gulp as she continued to crawl where she was lead, hoping those mares were all on their safe days. For some reason, the thought of being knocked up by a stallion rapist behind you that you never even got to see was horrifying to her!

“Those are the bad mares,” Rumble whispered, rolling his eyes knowing Lighting Dust was looking around. “That’s just one of the things that happens to you if you disobey a stallion… A lot of guys really don’t have much in the way of mercy here.”

Lighting came to the quick realization that Rumble could have easily thrown her in the stocks right there and then for failing to follow his orders! Her word meant nothing compared to his! Thankfully, he didn’t. The stallion had proven her to be one of the nicer types, despite her many initial suspicions. She just hoped to Celestia that he wasn’t the only one in this town. Still, she had received her fair share of nightmare fuel for the day, and obediently kept her head low as she crawled the remaining distance, which they thankfully arrived at quickly.

Two surprising happy unicorn stallion heads were painted on an unnecessary large sign on the roof reading: Flim & Flam’s Fun Slavery Emporium!

“Oh you have got to be kidding me!” Lightning Dust cursed under her breath as they crawled inside.

“Welcome! Welcome!” Flim announced. “To the one and onl- oh it’s just you….” He said, noticing it was only their assistant.

“Ahhhh, splendid work, my boy!” Flam said. “Brought our latest shipment to us in one piece. And it seems like they are exactly as advertised… for once.” With that, he took the leash from the pegasus, jerking it roughly to pull the mares to the backend of the shop containing rows upon rows of stacked cages, most of which contained a single sex slave, with a price tag over their cage doors.

Lightning Dust tried her best to avoid making annoyed expressions as the older stallion bent over to grope at her dangling breasts, giving her nipples an extra-long feel. Knowing this town, attitude would have done her more harm than good. Stallions seemed just itching for an excuse to punish them!

“Mmmmm, tits like these will sell reallll nicely,” Flam whispered into her ear. Very creepy. They were just boobs! Why did guys always focus on them so much?! Did they even care she was one of the fastest flyers in Equestria? Of course not. The closest they would come to that would be asking how tight it made her cunt…

“Off you go now, Rumble. The front deck is long overdue for a sweeping. Keep up the good work lad and I think you’ll be due for a raise!” Flim lied, ushering the boy outside with his hands.

“Yes Mr. Flim! Right away, sir!” Rumble said, grabbing the broom from the normal spot and exiting the building.

“In you go now!” Flam chirped, magically undoing the fastening holding each mare connected to the one behind her. Lightning Dust was magically levitated into an open cage, the cage door promptly closing and locking behind her, sealing her inside her new home until such a time as a stallion purchased her. Not a very lively room as it were. In it, there was a half empty water bottle that hung from the back end of her cage which she could have drank from like a gerbil. Not sexual in nature by itself… but she had always personally felt gerbils drinking from those things looked as if they were giving it a blowjob. On the floor was a single small used pillow for her to rest her head upon. And of course a dog bowl, which she assumed her food would be going whenever their oh so kind owners felt like feeding them.

It was a strange setup. Other slaves were caged on either side of her, and below and above, not that she could see those ones through the roof and floor of her cage. She was located on the left side wall of cages. Trixie was pushed into an empty cage on the bottom of the right wall. Maud, Limestone, and Marble all huddled into three separate cages next to each other on the middle back wall. The complete setup forming a square with a missing wall shape.

Considerate. I guess…. Probably the nicest thing a stallion has done to a mare here… Lightning thought as the Pie sisters attempted to comfort each other. Well… now I know what it’s like to be a dog in the pound now…

“Gooood… no fuss from the ladies,” Flam said with a grin as he closed and locked Limestone into the last cage, pocketing the key. “I trust that means you all received your orientation on you way here then… so you know exactly what happens to naughty mares who misbehave.” He finished with a cruel chuckle, walking back up to the front desk to await customers. Once he was clearly out of the room, the mare next to Lightning’s cage leaned over, pressing against the thin metal bars.

“Hey! Pssst! What’s your name, newbie?” She asked.

Lightning checked her mental list of things she had to hate before answering. Every stallion ever besides Rumble? That was a check. Changelings and their queen? Check! The one squirrel she felt was always giving her the finger behind her back? Check again!

“Name’s Lightning Dust,” she answered plainly with a touch of trying to seem tough, not wanting to appear like a train wreck of a mare who was one moment away from breaking into tears from the mean old stallion’s treatment. She might be here awhile and had to set a good impression! Seeing as there wasn’t much else to do…

“Alright. Hang in there. First day is always the hardest. And just call me A.K Yearling,” The mare replied, sticking her arm through the holes in the cages to shake her hand. Only then, did Lightning Dust turn to see who she was talking to.

“Ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh! Daring Doo!” Lightning squealed. Completely forgetting her sexual imprisonment and nudity for a moment.

“Yes….” Daring Do sighed, “or that…” She really missed her disguise… or any clothes she used to wear for that matter.

“I’m like your biggest fan!” Lightning went on, grabbing hold of the cage thin wall that separated them,

“Thanks… I get that a lot…” Daring Do said. It still haunted her to this very day, her decision to insert one of her fans into her novels. It wasn’t even 24 hours later as it’s release that her home was swarmed with fangirls, all seeking to go on similar adventures with her… some of which had written some disturbingly abusive and sexual fan fictions of her… Apparently, no one could keep a secret about her identity. “Could we maybe talk about something else for now?”

“Oh… y-yeah, sorry,” Lighting quipped, suppressing her current fangasm. Making a mental note to bring up her fan fiction later. “So ummmm, how are you here? Shouldn’t you be off in the valley, fighting the forces of evil?”

“I’m here because Ahuizotil captured me again…” Daring sighed. “But instead of throwing me into another lazily designed death trap room that I could easily escape from like the other dozen, he just raped me.”

“Oh…... I’m so sorry…” Lightning said sadly.

“Don’t be. He has a micro-penis. It was really more funny than traumatizing.” She said with a chuckle. “But he did stuff my laughing body into a crate and sell me to these sexist pigs he called ‘top men’ afterwards. That was a week or so ago…”

“Oh geez! If you haven’t escaped from here by then! That means…”

“Yep… give it up kid,” Daring sighed. “No one escapes from this place… much better off not even trying. Might not be any walls around this town yet, but it’s locked down tighter than any jail. They’ve got watch guards, trackers, traps, and even if you do somehow manage to get away, it won’t even be a day before the slavers haul you back here.”

“B-But then what?! We’re just stuck here as worthless sex slaves for the rest of our lives!?” Lighting said, slightly louder than she intended but growing increasingly frustrated. Daring signaling for her to keep the volume down. She didn't care what her idol claim. She was going to get out of here one way or another! “I don’t want to live like this forever! Like… like some sort of dumb animal!”

“And we won’t have to!” Daring assured her. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed. But the sun and moon still rise and fall each day. That means our princesses are still alive and out there!”

“Yeah!” Another mare from below Lightning couldn’t see said. “And if they’re out there, who knows who else is too? Maybe all of the ponies that were abducted by the changelings managed to escape! They’ll come to rescue us any day now! I just know it!”

“I sure hope so…” Lighting sighed, folding her knees to her chest.

“That’s really the only thing that keep most of the mares here going…” Daring said. “The changelings don’t come an inch near this place, for Celestia knows why, and the stallions certainly aren’t showing any sign of reversing their position on us. Now that they so conveniently have us locked in cages, especially not with you know who in charge. Is it just me, or have guys always been hinting they’ve wanted to do this to us?”

“Wait…” Lightning spoke. “Everyone’s been talking about this new leader guy. Who is he?”

“You don’t know?” She asked, to which Lightning shook her head.

“After the four princesses vanished by the changeling’s hand, he assumed all power in their vacancy as the rightful next in line for the throne being partly related to Celestia.” A mare from the above cage spoke.

“But who’s he!?”

“Prince Blueblood.”

“Something wrong, Rarity?” Suri asked.

“I j-just felt a dark chill…. creep across m-my very soul…” Rarity stuttered, eyes wide and frozen in fear.

“…………Fine! Fine! I can take a hint!” Suri sighed, withdrawing her monstrous cock from her slave’s rear entrance.

“Never heard of him…” Lighting shrugged. “What has he done anyway besides declare us worthless?”

“Take a closer look around,” Darning replied. “Do some of us sex slaves seem a tad… different… to you?” Lightning was confused, but complied anyway, taking a closer look at each of the miserable faces in the cages she could see on the opposite walls. Something she surely would have enjoyed missing.

“Hmmm… unicorn, unicorn, pegasus, earth pony, unicorn, earth pony, hey I went to flight school with her, another pegasus, earth pony, wait…. WHAT?” Lighting quipped. She had no idea how she missed this when she came in.

There, in side by side cages, were two naked grey and black zebra mares, kneeling calmly in their cages with closed eyes as if the smallest flinch or sign of discomfort they gave would be a victory for their captors.

“Zebras!!” Lighting shouted in silence, hoping they couldn’t hear her gossip. She had only heard stories about such creatures, never actually seen one in person. And this certainly wasn’t the way she pictured or wanted her first encounter to turn out. “W-What are they doing here?! They normally stick to their own land!”

“Well, apparently somepony sent out a distress to nearby nations saying we were recently attacked by changelings and needed immediate assistance. That much was true. But what wasn’t said was the so called ‘help’ they were seeking was not enough fuckable holes for them to stuff their dicks into!” Daring scowled. “Zebras like those two are easily picked up now roaming around in Equestria, seeking to help us. They don’t even know stallions are dangerous! Usually just wander right up to them…”

“That’s awful…” Lightning said. Zebra mares seeking to help those in need. These were the last women in the world that deserved to be enslaved!

“Yeah… that is Blueblood’s idea of a pro-immigration policy.” Lightning Dust was really starting to not like this Prince Blueblood. Now feeling the need for an extra urgent rescue from the princesses. Relations with the Zebra nation were already strained before all this. But now… if word ever got out about this, tricking their citizen into our territory and forcing them into demeaning sexual servitude?! It would be seen as an act of war! Ponies already had the ever constant threat of changelings to deal with, they didn’t need the Fallout of another war with zebras!

“I know that look,” Daring sighed. “I feel bad for them too. They don’t deserve this. But this is just our life now for the moment. And cheer up! Things aren’t too bad here… well… compared to the rest of town it isn’t. If they’re lucky they’ll stay here for a while, seeing as Flimp and Flamo over there charge an arm and a leg for rarities such as them.”

Lightning squinted, trying to glimpse at the price tag hanging above the Zebra’s cages.

“10,000 bits?!?” Lightning whistled. “Oh man, the things I could buy with that kind of cash on my hands!… But why is the other one only worth 9,000? She’s cute too! Really cute!” Secretly, Lighting was already wondering how well they performed in bed when the lights were out.

Daring gave a quick glimpse over to the still and silent zebra mares. “Smaller breasts… see?” Lightning gave another quick peak. The zebra on the right easily having large D-cup size, while the other on the left was more in the C range.

“Wait… so they’re valuing us based on our bodies!?!” Lightning exclaimed to which Darning nodded.

“Mostly our breast size and how much we weigh…”

“That’s despicable! It’s repulsive! It’s….it’s….actually… I guess that much is still the same about them. Just now they are taking it much more literally. Guess some guys don’t really change all that much. Wow… wonder how much I’m worth?”

“No! No! Don’t look at your own price tag!” Daring warned, but Lightning didn’t listen. Leaning forward and poking her fingers through the cage holes the pegasus briefly managed to turn the tag, getting a good look at her bit price.

Daring didn’t hear the pegasus give an amount, all she saw was the mare silently turn to her with a large smug smile on her face before leaning back in relaxation in her cage.

“Yeahhhhh…. I’m going be here for a while!”

“Fat chested cow…” Daring scowled. “You remind me of this other pegasus I knew. She looked like a flyer and loved to flaunt her ego in everyone’s faces too.” She was actually unsure why this pegasus seemed like a flyer too… given her well-endowed status… Extremely large chested women usually weren’t found doing athletic roles.

“Oh what are you so angry about?” Lightning asked. “You’re a celebrity! You probably go for a handful too!”

“They haven’t read my books…” Darning mumbled. “They don’t believe I can even write. Not like it would matter. Its mare literature now… They probably burned everything a mare has ever written.”

“You mean another Blueblood law?”

“No…” Daring sighed. “Blueblood would have done something like replace all the author’s names with stallion’s. Probably his own. He’s cruel, but he isn’t wasteful.”

“Shesh… well what else is there to know about this jerk, Blueblood?”

“Well, let’s see… from what I gathered with all the random stallion chatter around here, he noticed a power vacuum left behind with all of Equestria’s leaders gone. Common idea going around was that the mares taken wanted to go with the changelings, for Celestia know’s why, so it was easy for him to manipulate that anger in the leftover and lonely stallions to doing his bidding. Rebuilt the nearest settlement outside of changeling patrol territory… revoked all our rights and privileges as pony beings, and basically classified us as male property… The nerve of that asshole…”

“But… you said the princesses are out there! How can he run a new dictatorship with our current rulers still alive?!” Lightning asked.

“A lot of ponies, even stallions, ask that same question. But Blueblood just ignores them, saying he’s positive the princesses are long gone, or traitors to all of pony kind, if they aren’t either of those, they no longer hold any right to power… just like all other women…”

“All women…” Lightning sighed. “Not just ponies, but zebra women too!?”

“And buffalo women, and gryphons, and even yaks. Pretty much all intelligent life, the female gender are going to be inferior in every way. What a coincidence…”

“I really want to punch that asshole…” Lighting growled.

“We all would… especially me, even knowing what they’ll probably do to me if I did.” Daring sighed. Lightning knew she wasn’t bluffing. Daring Do’s was well versed, strangely, with experience of punching giant pussies in the face.

“I’d punch every stallion in the world for what they’re doing to us…” Lightning added, not wanting to seem weak in front of her idol.

“I know it’s easy to hate them all, but there really are some good ones out there!”

“Seriously?” Lighting asked. “Why does everyone give these guys the benefit of the doubt?”

“I came here willingly…” A mare above her said.

“What?!” Lightning exclaimed, turning to face where the voice was coming from. “Were you high?!”

“Me and my sister… we weren’t ready to survive out in the wilderness all by ourselves…” She replied. “We were starving by the time a stallion found us. He didn’t capture us, but he fed us! Then he convinced us to come here to the last bastion of pony society left where we would at least survive. He was going to keep us as slaves but he said he would never abuse us, and he never did… but… some men broke into our room in the middle of the night and carried me away… they used me then sold me here… I’ve been waiting for him to find me ever since… But he would never come inside a scummy store like this place!”

“I kinda had the same deal… It was odd,” Another mare spoke. “The slavers who found me and my friends seemed to genially believe we would be better off here than taking our chances in the deserted city of Los Pegasus… and they’ve been right so far. Never really pictured slavers of actually being nice before this.”

“And don’t forget Rumble!” Another mare quipped.

“Everyone loves Rumble,” Daring said with a smile. “He’s half the reason living here is so tolerable.”

“Geez… a bunch of softies…” Lighting scoffed. “Why don’t you just ask Rumble to buy you!” Many of the faces turned and blushed, causing Lightning Dust to roll her eyes and face palm.

“On his salary? Please….” Daring scoffed. “It would take him months before he had enough to buy a single one of us. Even with Flim and Flam’s generous 2% employee discount. But….. a lot of the girls here try for the next best thing when Flim and Flam order him to work overtime before they leave for the night.” Daring Do responded with a seductive lick of her lips as she laid down onto the floor. With more flexibility than Lightning Dust, Daring bent her spread legs back so as her knees were hugged to her breasts, positioning her bare cunt near the hole near the front of the cage where a stallion could presumably, with difficulty, thrust his cock inside.”

“Wait…. You girls want to have sex?! Him? Here!?” Lighting exclaimed, completely dumbstruck.

“With him… yes,” Daring sighed, rising back up to a normal sitting position. “But he’s very shy. Extremely hard to seduce, even with our combined skills. Can’t really blame him. All of us would be watching him fuck us even if we said we wouldn’t.”

“B-But why!? Why do you want to have sex in a town like this?!”

“We don’t want to have sex… we just want to have his foals…” Daring answered plainly.

“….Try again….”

“Especially in a town like this…” Daring went on. “Any one of us could be hauled out of here without a moment’s notice… and delivered into the hands of some crazed rapist who would make it his life’s goal to impregnate us, seeing as protection isn't a real thing here. Given the small choice we are allowed to have here, wouldn’t you choose to deny them that satisfaction and instead get knocked up on your own terms… with a kind stallion deserving of such an honor?”

Before Lighting could answer the seemingly perverted question. She, and everypony else, immediately quieted down as Flam casually walked into the room, whistling a merry tune.

Leafing through the row of silent cages he finally found the one he was looking for, magically levitating it off the rack, and floating an empty one into its place. The mare inside, a purple earth pony with average sized breasts slumping over in defeat as she was carried out of the room to her buyer outside.

“Last sale of the day, ladies! Lights out!” Flim announced, poking his head into the room. “And like always, don’t even think about chatting with each other! There’s only one thing in this town your mouths are good for!”

As Flim flipped the light switch off and locked the door to their room shut, Lightning didn’t even need to look to know most of the mares in the room were rolling their eyes.

"You should get some sleep," Daring said. "You look like you've had a long day."

"Alright... just try to keep the volume down, okay?" Lightning yawned, as she closed her eyes, laying back into her pillow. She was not looking forward to life in this town…