Hours pass in the darkness. Your stomach growls. You feel a tear drip down the side of your face. But you refuse to make a sound. You may be a hostage, but you haven’t given up yet. You continue to fight against the cuffs that you are bound in. The metal cuts around your wrists, and you can feel the stinging burn of the opened skin.

Three quiet knocks at the door grab your attention. A chill runs up your spine. You sit up straight and at attention. The door to the basement creaks open. A soft pitter-patter of hooves can be heard descending the stairs, but the light isn’t turned on. Only a weak trail of light comes from the opened door to the basement. It should be almost night by now, but still some sort of artificial light illuminates the walls in front of you.

“It’s almost time for bed, Anon,” echoes the gentle voice of the pegasus through the room.

You remain silent as you hear Fluttershy walk towards you.

“Would you like to come upstairs and sleep in bed with me? Or would you like to stay down here in the dark?”

“Fuck off,” you growl.

“Oh, well that’s not very nice,” you hear Fluttershy say. “We can’t have that.”

You hear the hooves grow louder as she moves behind you, and then stops. You feel the warmth of her breath on the back of your neck. You hear the striking of a match. Light casts a shadow of your form against the walls. You bite your lip.

“When you don’t want something, you will say ‘No. Thank you.’”

She pauses, letting the light of the lit match flicker against the walls.

“Say it,” she says.

“Fuck. Off,” you growl. “I’m not sleeping with you.”

Then, silence. A sigh from behind you.

Suddenly, a blazing hot sensation sears through your skin on the back of your neck. You scream out loud, but the pain fails to yield. You feel as if your skin were melting off your body. Your muscles tighten. You try to pull away, but Fluttershy pushes the match deeper into your skin.

“No, Thank you,” Fluttershy says. “Say it.”

The light fades and the pain subsides. You’re plunged in the darkness, panting and aching. You hear the striking of another match. Sweat drips down your forehead in sheets. You try to catch your breath as you watch the way the light dances against the walls.

“All you have to do is be polite, Anon. Is that too much to ask?” she asks.

You clench your hands into fists. Is politeness too much to ask?

Wait. What the fuck are you thinking?! She fucking kidnapped you. This bitch doesn’t deserve any amount of cordial behavior. But the pain. Do you really want to be burned again?

You growl as you feel the heat close to the back of your neck once more.

“Fuckin. FINE! No, Thank you.”

A tension hangs in the air as you watch the way the fire casts it’s light against the walls.

“Say it again,” she says. “And mean it this time.”

You shake your head in disbelief. Is this bitch even serious right now? God damn it. You’ve got to find a way to get out of here.

“No, thank you,” you say firmly. “I do not want to sleep with you tonight.”

You hear Fluttershy giggle behind you.

“There, was that so hard?” she asks. “You’re learning. Now then, it’s time for your reward for a lesson well learned.”

Fluttershy tosses the book of matches into the corner, your eyes move down and rest upon it before the light goes out. You feel a hoof press upon your shoulder and trace the length of your arm.

“I’m so proud of you, Anon,” she says quietly in the dark.

You feel the warmth of her breath against your ear. Her hoof traces back up your shoulder and down the side of your body.

“You’ve done so well today. I know how hard this must be for you,” she whispers in your ear.

You feel her hoof move down to the line of your pants.

“But I swear, I’ll make it all worth all the while for you.”

Her lips move around your ear lobe, and you feel her teeth gently nibble. Her hoof moves down to the crotch of your pants as she feels your private areas. You shake, feeling totally helpless. You try to move your hands, but feel the cuts dig deeper.

Then, an idea strikes you.

Using all of the might you have left, you try to whip your head towards Fluttershy. The side of your skull directly connects with Fluttershy’s forehead. She quietly yelps. Her teeth bite down on your ear and she falls backward.

Fluttershy growls as she brings herself back up on four hooves.

“You’ll wish you hadn’t done that, Anon.”

You hear her hoofsteps move toward you.

Suddenly, you feel a strong impact to the side of your head. Then you plunge into darkness, darker than the room around you. You feel yourself grow weightless.

Then. Gone.