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Lace the pony, hope ya'll like this ;DRelated content
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yeaaah!Β
we have to use it someday * w *
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Just getting Into trouble like always !! XD
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A doctor came in, and examined her.
Doc: hmm...what if your name?
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Lace: Uhm It's Lace.. You know if you where too take this mussel off me I could speak sooo much better.. And would be glad too talk too you.
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doc: yes well, the nurses here had here you screaming and chanting in the late hour of the day and night, and we cannot have that. We are switching muzzles to one that will actually keep you quiet until you can learn to behave. Also, your restrains shall be upgraded since the cameras show you trying to get free and ripping your jacket many times.
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Lace: Screaming?? haha.. That was.. I mean must have just been your imagination!
Plus those muzzles, they are killing my mussel! You need too tell them not too make them so hard too make my mouth shut,
It's not very nice too do that too a innocent pony like meΒ Β
And speaking about those camera's might want too have them taken down,Β
I don't like being stalked all the time! Would you like it if you where being watched all the time!!!?? And those jacket's are way too tight anyway :I ..
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doc: sorry, but rules are rules.Β
He took out a needle, and injected it into her, and she fell asleepΒ
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Lace: *Dreaming about unicorns and rainbows*Β
(LOL)
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-later-
Lace wakes up, and grones. The first thing she noticed was the new muzzle. It was black, and made of thick and touch leather, and kept her jaws shut and her completly quiet. Next was the new straitjacket. Her arms were wrapped around the front of her body, and the straps pulled tight and pad locked. It to was made of hard leather, and she could barely move. The last thing was something new. A thick leather leg binder kept her legs squished together, unable to move an inch. She way laying down on the floor, facing the cieling, and could not get up. She saw that a tube was connected to her muzzle, that ran up through the ceiling.
Doc: ah good, your awake.
(sorry if I over explained, I do that sometimes)
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(totally fine, you did some explaining for me haha, that way I can catch onto it.)
Lace: * Still looking around, trying too have her mind put together, what is going on.
But still not being able too comprehend, and having the feeling of being incredibly uncomfortable, way too squished together; and not liking the idea of a tube being connected too her.Β
Also beginning too try too talk a little bit, but again not being able too do that, then having herself stare at the doctor, trying too patiently wait for him too explain too her.*
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(^^)
Doc: as of now, this is how you will stay. Each strap is pad locked, so none of them can come loose. The tube is for feeding you. Solids will be liquified and poured down the tube and into your stomach. You will remain like this until you can behave, but looking at your report, that is not going to happen, so we took safer measures and melted the pad locks shut, meaning that you are stuck like this, permanently.
With that, the doctor walked over to her, and wrapped a blindfold over her eyes, then left.
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(Β )
Lace: * Now feeling incredibly uncomfortable, a terrible feeling as if she where too be crammed and stuck into a incredibly small box,
Unable too get out of it; and beginning too shake her head a lot, wishing that the blindfold would just get off, and just spit out the tube, and slip out of the jacket, and hunt down that doctor and kill him...
Constantly in her head saying ~ I'm going too kill that doctor, and still him in this, but wrap him in duct tape all over, and lock him into a cell and destroy the keys, and no way too be able too open the cell and get him out.~
While still thinking about that, continuously trying too wiggle out of all of this, but that wasn't possible. Finally having herself stop, because she remembered that he said, " too behave." and if she where too be able too stay still and act normal, possibly things would get way better! And being very quiet and still*
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days went by, then weeks. She was fed liquid food 3 times a day only. Nopony had come to see here, and only the sound of leather could be heard. She spent her days planning on how she would get her revenge, even though deep down she knew she was never going to get out of here, and would die in bondage
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Lace: *The girl has finally had enough of this, and doesn't want too die. Also starting too think too herself ~I can't die, I-I-I I'M WAY TOO IMPORTANT!! I'm on so many wanted posters! I'm famous... and I can't just let some freak-o doctor take control of me, and this nasty tube, i hate it!!! I'm done with this!!! ~Β
Also having herself feeling so tight, and claustrophobic, and uncomfortable, and can't feel like she could go on one more second of this.Β
Staring too move around a lot, trying too rip her arms-n-hooves out of the leather, actually being so angry, actually being able too rip through it slowly, and continuously doing that*
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She stopped as a huge shock went through her body, almost making her pass out from pain
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Β Β
Lace: *stopping entirely once that huge like shock went all the way through her body, also once that happened giving a little yelp in pain, and trying too look over herself, and around the room a little trying too figure out what just did that too her.
And thinking too herself ~ dang that hurt a LOT!! Ouch... maybe that stupid doctor did it.. probably has cameras watching what I'm doing.. or should I say stalking me like a freak..... I hate that guy so much... grr.. ... but.. still I hope I've behaved enough too get out of this terrible contraction!~
And still looking around a little, and listening hoping someone for once would come and get her out of this.*
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All she heard was the leather around her body suddenly fix itself, as well as get tighter
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Lace: * again starting too look around the room a little bit again, trying to have some evidence of why that jacket seemed to get tighter and somehow fixed again, and how it must have just shocked her. *
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(she is still blindfolded by the way ^^)
She waited, and nothing happened. She decided to be a "good girl" from now on and not move. 2 months went by, and she was beginning to go insane, but she remained a "god girl".
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(Yeah, I do, she is moving her head around and using her ears for her vision x) )
Lace: *constantly trying to remain calm, and sometimes trying to tap her hooves, too try to do at least something with herself, but when she starts going a little nutty,Β
She all always tells herself, "be a good girl, gooooooooooood giiiirl.........." *
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One day, she suddenly hears a large crash, some fighting, then silence...and then, she hears the door to her cell open, and a stallion's voice speaking.
???: well well well, what have we here.
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Lace: *Her ears suddenly lifting up, in the sound of finally someone is there! Also hoping that this stallion will help her out.*
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The stallion removes her blindfold. She looks up, squinting at not using her eyes in months. After a moment she can see a tall, black and white alicorn stallion, with pure blue eyes looking down at her.
Stallion: well don't you just look cozy
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Lace: *Just gazing at him a little bit, also by now being able too see a lot better, but still yet blinking her eyes; every once in a while.
But then shook her head when he said she looks cozy, which she was not cozy what-so-ever. Then trying too signal him with her eyes too take of the muzzle off her, so she could talk.*
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The stallion looked her over.
Stallion: hmm, looks like the locks are welded shut, and the rest glued. I can get you free, but you will have to do whatever I say, no arguing, alright?
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Lace: *She rolled her eyes around a little in a thinking like way, then gave a little glance at the stallion,
Then nodded her head in a fast way.*
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Stallion: good
He blindfolded her again.
She felt him removing the rube connected to her muzzle, then she was lifted with magic, and taken out of the cell.
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Lace: *Finally feeling a little bit better too be out of that terrible place, but starting too squirm a little, not wanting too still be blindfolded.
And hoping that she will be finally have the jacket and muzzle taken off of her, and being able too walk again.*
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Hours go by. All she hears is the stallion humming to humself
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Lace: *Finally the girl has had enough of him humming, and wants the jacket and muzzle removed, and wants too walk, and be able too talk.
Starting too move around a lot again trying too rip off the jacket; hysterically.*
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she hears the stallion laugh
Stallion: hahaha, now now my dear, if you keep it up I might not free you, now stay still, we are almost there.
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lace: * She eventually finally decides too just stay still, and behave until, the stallion finally gets too where he wants too be.*
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Finally, she is let down.
Stallion: alright then, now I need you to remain perfectly still
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Lace: *she looks around a little bit, then flap glares at him, while then staying perfectly still. But while using her ears to listen if anything where to come.*
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She can hear the locks being broken. Finally, she can feel the leg binders coming off, and she stretches her legs. Next the straitjacket, and she stretches her arms out. Lastly the muzzle gets removed, and she stretches her jaw, yet she is still blindfolded.
Stallion: there you go, but do not take off the blindfold yet.
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Lace: *still stretches out her legs and arms, and opening her jaw and sometimes stretching out her tongue a little bit.*
Gee it feels nice to open my jaw just once again.. Oh Kay.. May I take off the blindfold now.....??? :IΒ
It's terribly uncomfortable.
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stallion: I said wait.Β
She feels cold medal around her hoofs, but is not sure what it is.
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Lace: Β you better not be putting anything on me! Β I want too feel free, not like some prisoner!!Β
*then she started too put her hooves onto her face about too take off the blindfold.*Β
Lace: I'm going to take this off now. :I
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She found that she couldn't because her hoofs were now all shackled together, and she could only move them so much.
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Lace: WHAT!? Don't put these on me!!! I uhm.. I'll be good, and I'll be sure not too hurt anyone, if you take them off :3Β
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stallion: all slaves are required to wear them, now be silent
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Lace: Excuse me..? I'm not your slave!! I don't work for anyone, and nobody owns me, just me, myself, and I! Nobody else! :I
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stallion: not this time slave. You belong to me, and if you want free, you will have to work for it.
He removed the blindfold. He was standing before her, smirking with a whip in his hoofs. Her hoofs were shackled, and she was wearing a very relieving french main outfit. She could walk still, but she could not run.
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