Yes... you were going to take the risk which would bring the ultimate reward: seeing a foal in complete misery. You stand before the brown filly who's fully occupied with stroking her fillyhood. You smiles as your shadow falls over the brown pony fully unaware of your intentions.
"Very good, girl..." you say to the grunting foal almost reaching her climax in a matter of a minute. Then, when her thoughts circulated around a pony with rainbow streams, a hard hoof hit her chest. She yelped as the even harder ground caught her downfall before you violently spread her thighs even further. She cried in pain at first from the mean treatment, but when your forelegs wrapped around her knees, she enhanced the cry to a whining.
Completely indifferent to the filly's pleasure, you lapped her wet little slit like a dog, absorbing the taste of a sweet, delicious under-aged cunt with greed. She whimpered from the combined feelings of pleasure and pain, hardly having time to prepare herself for the impalement...
Her eyes widened as her jaw dropped to let go of the tortured scream. You quickly reached out with a foreleg to stuff her mouth with it, muffling the annoying shriek to puny mumbling. You felt the nectar soaking your tongue, dripping over from the forced penetration you had caused it. The inner walls resisted a lot, her body wasn't developed for this just yet. And minding you had shoved your oral organ all the way inside, the pain had to be excruciating for the poor filly.
But the true pain came when you finally began thrusting, pulling your tongue back before sinisterly pressing it inside again. Another scream from the filly, and you loved it more then anything else. She bucked with her hindlegs and squirmed, but your physical strength outmatched hers without any problems. Thus you kept separating her pussy-hole wider, digging a wide hole in her inside to let more sweet love juice pour inside your mouth.
You took a quick look at the girls' friends: they were both looking at you with lust overflowing their minds. They didn't realized their friend was in pain, and instead decided to use this scene you had created to get more physical satisfaction. After the vile smile you simply had to crack, it was time to go for gold.
You sat up on your hind knees and dragged up the little foal's pelvis. You had a perfect grip around her waist, making it easy to bring her bleeding abdomen you your muzzle. And since you had to let go of her mouth, there was no stopping her whining whimpers.
"Please! Stop, it hurts! I... I don't wanna, I don't wanna!" she repeated right before you arched your eyebrows and plunged darted for the wounded pussy. "Aaaaahhh!! Nooo! It... IT HURTS! PLEASE, STOP!" she kept yelling when your tongue pierced trough her sore labia in to the little pool of blood and love juice. Like a hungry beast, you focused all might to dive deeper into the poor hole, swirling and twisting to extract more forced love from the ravaged filly-pussy. Her screams interrupted themselves with moans, blending together in a mix she didn't want to be part of.
But the final was about to go off, so you increased the speed in your tongue, thrusting it like a drill to force the girls first release ever. Finally, she arched her back with salt tears pouring from her eyes and screamed out a painful moan.
The combined fluids filled your mouth with blood and filly-juice, dripping from your starving mouth and soaking the defiled girl in your embrace as she kept hollering in pain and confusion.
When the orgasm subsided, you dropped the brown foal recklessly to the hard ground and licked your lips. You felt a blush filling your cheeks from the exquisite flavor filling your senses. And after the glance down to see the sobbing filly curling up to a saddening ball, you grin deviously. Your only remaining concern rested on the other fillies who had passed out from their first releases soaking the grass.
When you felt like leaving this pitiful scene, you remembered one last thing with a little flash. The crying fillies purple mane jerked up from your violent grip to it." Ouch!!" she squealed before your snout pressed up in her face. "You tell anypony about this, and you're dead..." you stated before tossing her to the ground again and walking away.
It felt nice to hear the painful crying in the background as you kept trotting away, filled with a newborn lust to find something else smaller then you.
But where should I go now, you thought to yourself and looked around you...
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