Re: Diablo, Competition with the Enemy. (About a rescued horse)

[Guest]

I watched as the mother kneeled beside her daughter and I, the raw, untreated cuts on either side of my barrel screaming for attention, but instead I just let the mother walk away, sighing. I closed my eyes, feeling that it was safe to sleep until the moring.

[ sorry so short ]

[Spritz]

I wake up, the sun shining brightly in the barn, just barly peeking over the hills that surrounded the barn. I yawned, then sat up, but fell back onto the straw, as I remembered the day before. A tear trickled down my cheek, following the dried trail of several others I had shed during the night.

[Guest]

I heard footsteps outside, though I knew they were probably Allie's mom's. I felt Allie move and wake up, and lifted my head, rolling onto my side and cracking open scabs on my barrel. I whinnied in agony, but then pretended not to notice the pain and nuzzled Allie gently, trying to tell her it was going to be all right. Now I wanted nothing more than to shove my hooves up Kyle's ass and trample him to death, my anger boiling inside of me.

[Spritz]

I gasp as I see the wounds on his sides crack open, and I scrabble up,grabbing the ointment and applying it to his scabs, not hearing the footsteps behind me. I didnt realize that it wasent my mother.

[Guest]

I whinnied angrily when the ointment made my scabs sting, and gently pulled on her hair, wanting her to stop. Suddenly, I caught a whiff of the human being outside, and the ointment's heavy smell clogged my nose, but I could tell it wasn't her mother. I pinned my ears and neighed loudly in the direction of the mystery human, pawing my hoof on the ground as best as I could manage, trying to alert Allie to the danger.

[Spritz]

(Should it be Kyle?)

[Guest]

( ummm sure, i guess that'd make it more interesting )

[Spritz]

(Is it boring?)
I gasp and whirl around, practically bumping into Kyles broad chest. He grins down at me, obvious what his intent was. I try to scream, but his hand clamps hard over my mouth. I quickly think about what day it was- Thursday. Crap. My mother was gone at her part time teaching job, and wouldnt be home untill later. He drags me out of the stall and into his truck, and guns the engine, speeding away as I try to open the locked door.

[Guest]

( omg! nooo! i was just saying it could, you always need a problem in a post to be overcome, and kyle would be that problem )

I neighed loudly as Kyle dragged Allie away and struggled to my feet. The wound on my leg hurt like crazy, but the ointment held the scab firm and it didn't crack open like the others. I squeazed through the hole in the door again, ripping off scabs on my barrel and creating new wounds, then began at a canter, which seemed more like an agonizingly slow trot, and tried to keep the truck in my sight. I whinnied, wondering where Allie's father was, and hoping the neighbor's could hear me.

[Spritz]

(Her father left her mother)
He pulls to the side of the road about a mile down, and roughly pulls me out of the truck, practically dragging me into the woods. I screamed and kicked, but no one was around. He smirks, obviously looking forward to what he was going to finish with me. I tried to move, but in situations like this, I froze up in fear. He dragged me on the ground, then slung me over his shoulder, until we got to a meadow with long grass.
He pushed me down, and I kicked him hard, getting up and running, but I tripped over a log, and fell face first into the grass. Kyle pulls my arms behind my back harshly,and ties them together, ripping off my clothes, and also his.

[Guest]

[i know, but Diablo doesn't]

I snorted as the truck rolled out of my sight, but I followed the scent of gasoline, quickly getting lost. I heard a scream coming from somewhere in the forest and cantered into it, tripping over a bunch of sticks and managing to get brambles stuck in my mane and tail. I ignored the incessant poking and neighed loudly, searching everywhere for Allie. I trotted along, following some trucktracks, but quickly lost them in the underbrush. I continued straight, hoping to find my human and that wretched bastard, Kyle.

[Spritz]

He grins in my face, his breath coated with a fresh smell of vodka. I shudder and pull away, but he enters me, and finishes his buisness in no time flat, the cum from his erection all over my stomach and thys. I groan as he pulls out, wiggling like a worm, my hands tied behind my back. Then his lips press against mine, his hands all over my body, hands pressed against my breasts.

[Guest]

I finally found them and snort, breaking into a determined gallop, and pushed Kyle away from her. My hooves landed straight on his chest, and i could feel his ribcage crumble beneath my weight, I snorted and turned to Allie, circling around her, waiting for her to tell me what to do. I would do anything, even if she asked me to kill Kyle, I would! I whinnied desperately and looked around, knowing people wouldn't be this far out in the woods. I nuzzled her head then continued to pace with a limp in my walk, waiting for my instructions.

[Spritz]

I jump up and thrust my hands towards Diablo, hoping he would be able to chew my ropes off. My clothes lay strewn about, along with my cracked and broken cell phone that I had forgoten was in my pocket. His cum dripped down my legs as I stood, and I tried to ignore it, focusing on the here and now. but the fact was, that Kyle was here and now.

[Guest]

I snorted and stared at the ropes for a moment, confused. Suddenly, I got it. The damn ropes were restricting her movement! I began to tug at the ropes nonstop until they finally came off, and I whinnied, picking up her shirt and waving it in front of her so she could put it on. I then returned to standing by Kyle to make sure that if he tried to get up and even think about touching my Allie he would be dead. D-e-a-d, and I didn't care if i'd be sent to the slaughterhouse, as long as Allie was safe and sound. I whinnied, wondering what would happen to my human.

[Spritz]

I throw on the clothes and then hoist myself onto his back, feeling slightly sick. I noticed that Kyles phone was still working, but left it there, letting him get his own help. I urge Diablo forward, wanting to get away from Kyle as fast as I could.

[Guest]

I burst into the best gallop I could, almost tripping several times, but getting Allie somewhere safe was more important than my wellbeing, at the moment. I whinnied as we returned to the streets, and I looked both directions, wondering which way she wanted me to go. I hesitated, waiting for more of her instructions.

[ sorry so short! ]

[Spritz]

I point him in the direction of the barn, knowing the way by heart. It was no surprise that I had been raped in my two favorate places, the meadow, and the barn. I urge him forward, my hands gripping his multicolored mane, and my hair flowing behind me.

[Guest]

I snorted and bolted forward, towards the barn on her que. I felt her fingers in my mane, and I hoped they wouldn't get caught in the brambles that still littered it. I snorted as exhaustion easily swept over me, seeing as the cut on my leg was still sore, and with every move I made, the scabs nd new wounds on my sides split open, widening and bleeding a bit more. I whinnied when the barn came into sight and slowed down, unable to keep up my former pace any longer.

[Spritz]

I then feel terrible about what I had done, making the poor horse run like that. I slip off of his back and lead him into a new stall, limping to the straw pile and forking fresh bedding into his stall. I focus on working, not wanting to think about what had happened. I haul a wheelbarrow out and start to clean up the poo in the stall we had spent the night in, the straw littering the air around me, and getting stuck in my golden wheat colored hair.

[Guest]

I whinnied quietly and followed her, limping on my one leg, which seemed to only have gotten worse. I began to wonder if Kyle had managed to cut the muscle. Only after a few steps, I stopped, lifting that one leg up off the ground, unable to take the pain it was causing me anymore. I stood where she had placed me, then nibbled the hay out of her hair, but stayed put, wanting to lay down, but decided it best not to in case I was to hurt my already-injured leg any further. i would wait until Allie's mother came home before I began to show any real concern about it. I placed it back on the ground and winced, hoping Allie wouldn't notice, considering she was already hard at work, though I knew she shouldn't be.

[Spritz]

I notice him limping, and I stop my work, walking over to him, my back foot dragging on th ground a bit. "Whats the matter boy?" I ask, then unwind the bandage. I gasp as I see that the wound had tore open, leaving a piece of flesh peeled back. I quickly set to work, getting out the suture kit, and numbing the area, my hands working with expert speed and grace.

[Guest]

I snorted and pulled away from her help, noticing she was dragging her own leg. I whinnied softly and limped over to her, nudging her back leg with concern. I kept my injured leg away from her so she couldn't reach it, hoping to discourage her from trying to fix it, when she was the one that needed help. I gently nudged past her, seeing a white, cordless phone hanging up on the wall of the barn. I nearly stumble getting there, but put my mouth around it, and limped back, dragging my hoof along the stable's flooring, and dropping the phone in her lap, hoping she'd understand what I wanted her to do.

[Spritz]

Th phone drops into my lap, and I stare up into his worried eyes. "No, I cant tell her." I say, returning to the suture kit and threading a needle. I reach down and size up the wound, then clean it out with a bit of alchol.

[Guest]

I snorted angrily and nudged the phone further into her lap, pressing it against her belly. I neighed loudly when she put the alchohal on my wound and half-reared, staggering back. I immediately laid down on my leg so she couldn't reach the wound without flipping me over -- which would be quite a task for her, considering her own leg was hurting. I pinned my ears, signaling I wasn't going to let her touch my wound until she called her mother.

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