>Anon was later found with sewing needles jammed so far into his brains, they turned into a pink mush >Autopsies determined that his bones were broken beforehand with 100 pound marequins, creating compound fractures.
>>25369305 >"Please don't rape me, Anon! I'm sorry! No! Don't come any closer!" >You were confused by her reaction. She ASKED you to stop on by for a fitting, since you only owned a few casual clothes. >She was insistent on you stripping down to your bares, despite your protests. >She said she wouldn't have undergarments ruining her measurements, and knowing Rarity... you were left with little alternative. >But apparently... well before your whities reach your calves, does Rarity spout off about rape, seemingly horrified to discover that you're not some freakish Ken doll down there. >Being the friend you are, you immediately redress and cover back up. >Feeling that this situation has ultimately been rendered awkward, you meekly say your goodbyes, sincerely apologize to Rarity, and leave.
>Maybe you can reschedule... or asked Twilight about that.
>"Anon E. Mous! I demand you come back here and take me right now!"
"Fuck off Rarity, I told you, I'm not going after you anymore."
>"Bu-but, surely I'm the most desirable, no? I would scream and cry and beg, whatever you like!"
>You cock an eyebrow.
>"We could try out some of your more... hidden proclivities, if you'd like?" >Her worried face has a tinge of hope, as if catering to your fetishes would change a thing.
>You pretend to consider it, scratching at the light stubble on your face, and making what you considered "thinking noises".
"I've made up my mind. Besides a private party with Pinkie sounds pretty good right about now."
>You continue moving for the door, before an azure glow wraps around it, closing it swiftly.
>"Anon, I am a VERY patient mare. Sweetie Belle is over at Applebloom's currently, and I have no clients coming over for the entirety of the day. Now, there are two very distinct ways I see this proceeding..."
>A semi-maniacal glare, it seems, has entered into Rarity's eyes. >It's extremely disconcerting to see. >That is to say, it's scaring the shit out of you.
>Time to go.
>You start heading for the fire exit, but before you can even get within arm's reach of the handle, a pile of chairs block your escape.
>Before you even have a moment to react, Rarity blocks the doors to the kitchen, bathroom, upstairs, basement, and sewing room, leaving the two of you in the main foyer of the boutique.
>And for what you might imagine is your first time, and potentially not your last, you fear for your ass.
>"As I was saying, before you so RUDELY tried to leave, Anon..."
>A plastic smile has worked its way onto her face, accompanied by a facial twitch that drives her looks from scary to downright sadistical.
>"Either we can do things my way...She pulls out a tub of economy grade, heavy duty lube from one of the many chests around the lobby.
>"Or, YOU can do things my way." >Out from the same trunk appears a large, veiny, black dragon - oh god.
>You're desperately searching for an exit, when it hits you. >The windows. >Sure, it'll hurt, but it's better than getting dominated by a dildo named "THE DOMINATOR".
>You start a few steps back, and begin sprinting towards one of the windows. >Making sure to cover your face, you dive and tuck.
>Strange. Glass should hurt when you dive through it. >To your horror, however, you discover that an azure glow coats you from head to toe. >It would appear that you have been foiled.
>"Silly Anon, did you not think that I had considered that you might attempt such a method of escape? Give me more credit, dear Anon. This isn't my first time."
>You struggle as best you can, but the encapsulation of magic is complete and all encompassing. It's also kinda hard to fight against something that's as intangible as magic is.
>She drags you over to a chair with a large hole in the bottom. >And you'd thought it was a stylistic choice on her part. >Stripping away your clothes with her magic, Rarity tuts to herself.
>"It really is a shame, Anon. I'd considered you one of the better looking colts around town." >Placing a red ball gag into your mouth, she continues. >"I was saving you for later~, but dessert is just as good now as it is later~" >She grabs the item of your undoing and tips your chair back. >"Just sit still, and be a good boy, alright?"
>You are not being a good boy right now. >You are freaking the fuck out.
>"If it helps at all, deary..." >She plunges the device upwards. >"You never had a choice~"
>Six hours later, you stumble out of Carousel Boutique, a mess of lube and pain. >After the third hour, you'd blacked out. >You can't even walk straight.
>"Come back anytime, dear! I'll be waiting!"
>At that, you hightail it out of there.
>That's the last goddamn time you roleplay with Rarity.
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