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Post by twiztid on Nov 11, 2014 22:17:47 GMT -6
why must i be the slaved equine around here? Zilla knew that it would be that time again. To see the likes of Viggen right before her very eyes. Sighing at the thought of seeing this stag again, but she knew that she would have to. So she would just take it like she should and waited for him. Her eyes dancing all around the stall for a moment before two stallions came and grabbed a hold of the halter that dangled from her face. Taking her out and putting a rope through the thing that was dangling form the halter and was making a horrible noise every time that she moved, but she was not use to this. This was placed on her to help control her a bit better and now it was her time to be taken back and worked on a bit more and it was that time for her to start what she needed to start in her life time. Sighing as she walked forwards with her skull down towards the ground. Feeling as they took her into a small cattle holder.
Feeling as they tied the ropes onto the poles that were there. Releasing a sigh from her muzzle. Looking around to them to see that they were laughing and knew what was going to be planned from her. "GO AWAY!" She snapped as she came to life and wanted to rip the throats out of the two workers. Snorting again as she looked forwards and knew she was coming into that time again and Viggen had plans to push foals from this mare's body. Ready to see what she was going to throw this time since he was going to push out foals until she throw a colt or she would be able to finally get out of this place, but it seemed like all the equines around here that were helping her get out of here seemed to have disappeared and given up theirselves. So here she was. Waiting for the hell part of her life to come and leave her. aquilon -- had to post something since I had muse and knowing that Viggen is wanting a foal from Zilla again XD had to put her through some more BS |
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Post by aquilon on Nov 12, 2014 11:42:45 GMT -6
Viggen was not in any way ready to put up with any garbage, particularly anything from the mares around here. They was all beneath him and so only good for two things, breeding and having foals. Everything else they was totslly useless in Viggens eyes. First off it seemed like all his foal factories have left him, which pushed Viggen into a real sour mood. That was until he heard a whinny off in the distance, now what have we here. From the sounds of it, it belong to one of his more rebellious mares and that mare being Zilla. Oh how he hated that she gave him a worthless filly. A filly that he could not use other than for trading or forging an alliance with a fellow southern stallion. Zilla hated how Viggen treated their daughter, but everything the southern stallion said was the truth when it involved Zeven. Oh how he couldn't wait to hand her off to a totally ruthless brute to teach her a lesson on just where she was on the pyramid of life and that was clear on the bottom and beneath all stallions and colts.
When he finally came over a small hill there Zilla was and it looked like she was prepped for him and ready to receive his attention. Maybe this time around she would actually do what was right and give him his rightful heir. He went up and with his nose batted her tail to the side he then took a long hard inhale of her intoxicating scent. Yes it was that time of year again, the time when mares was ready to carry foals. After a few minutes he then nosed along her dock on up her spine to her withers taking a few love nips along the way. When Viggen finally reached them he then bite hard around Zilla's nape of her neck. He then in a sick sweet seductive voice spoke.
"My my my sweet little mare looks like someone got you ready to meet me. Now this time around you better give me what I want or I just might kill this foal if it is another worthless no good filly. Oh how I longed to finally get another swing at you my sweet Zilla. So have you missed me."
He let out an evil quiet chuckle before stepping back and started to rove with his eyes all over the hapless mares frame. Viggen was picturing just how big she would get with this foal and just how uncomfortable she would be over the next year while carrying his spawn to term.
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Post by twiztid on Nov 12, 2014 12:05:47 GMT -6
why must i be the slaved equine around here? She knew that things had changed now. Her rebellious side was slowly going away. Knowing that Viggen would like her more and more, but she still had that fighting side inside of her. Releasing a sigh from her muzzle as she tried to relax herself while looking down towards the ground for a moment as she missed her young filly, but she could not help that she was stripped from her now and here she was again being stuck with another young equine that will soon come from her body.
Finally her ears began to here the sound she did no want to start to hear. The sound of daggers coming right over towards her and when she turned to look she knew who it was before she could look all the way. Feeling her body jump forwards a bit and thorns drop on her head at the touch of this stag that came up behind her. Moving her tail before feeling the touches from this stag. An then a hard bite onto her neck. Causing her head to spine around and becoming stopped by a rope that was keeping her in place. Taking in the words of the stag as he spoke towards her. Snorting at the thought of this stag trying to breed her again.
"Hey that filly came from your genes sir." She said as she pinned her thorns tighter on her head. Snorting as she looked away and ignored the bronco. Starting to get a tad irritated with the stag. Taking in a deep breath of air to try and relax her figure as she waited for the bronco to speak more.
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Post by aquilon on Dec 2, 2014 14:12:16 GMT -6
Viggen could tell Zilla was less than thrilled about being near him. He just let out a low laugh at Zilla's attempt at trying to get away from him. This mare was soon to learn that once you was taken by him, only by his death could you go free. So when she tried to go forwards that is when he spoke.
" Oh now you are just trying to play hard to get my little breeder, I'll get my heir from you one way or the other."
He then stood and listen to what Zilla had to say next and it angered the big grey dapple stallion to no end. She suggested that it was his doings that Zeven ended up being born a filly. This is when Viggen showed a little anger and blurted out.
" No! you was the one that carried that abomination, and so you determined that it was going to be a filly. Now this go around I'll get either my heir and future or to wait for my third time if it is another no good worthless filly again."
Viggen really was not happy that Zeven was a filly and so a female he could not breed with later on. In his mind that was the only good that mares was for was to get lots of sons so that his genes would live on. He now was ready to drag his uncooperative little harlet to the breeding grounds and see what Zilla would give him next. So the half draft stallion stood nearby and waited for Zilla to say something that would seal her doom for another year with him.
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Post by twiztid on Dec 5, 2014 15:29:45 GMT -6
BEWARE OF ME Zilla was ever so ready to take this stag and tear him into two. Eyes watching this bronco carefully as she was ready to snap and take his face right off. Hearing that low laugh that he was releasing from within seemed to have topped it all off. Wanting his head on a stick to show that no stallion messes with this mare. For she was ready to come out of this hold up that they had her head. Being held in by some very strong vines was something that this mare did not expect to be placed in, but she could only guess that the workers had this placed up just for her. Snorting as she stamped her dagger into the ground and took in the words of the stag as he spoke. Pinning her thorns as she looked at him.
"You think so, but you just what for the next one to come. It won't see your face." She said with a snort from her nares as she glared at him. Knowing she was pissing him off more and more. Then came the anger and his body puffing up from her words she had said towards him about Zeven, but of course this stag was blinded by his thoughts to realize things. Laughing as she took in all the words he had to say towards her.
"Oh dear stallion you are just ever so blinded at your words you continue to throw my way. For you my Sperm Donor. Your genes are the ones that decide whether the foal's gender is. I just carry the damn thing for you." She said with thorns pinned upon her skull as she looked at him. Knowing that she brought fucked up deep down inside, but she did not care. Once she was out of these vines she was going to attack this stallion. Picturing her jaws wrapping around his throat and choking him to death. For she could do it no matter what power this stag thought he had upon her. But in thought of her just being held in by vines.
Taking her head and whipping it around and snapping the vines that held her neck. Then rearing up as hard as she could to snap the vines that held her pillars. Snorting and shaking her head and jumping forwards. Snorting loudly as she was free from the vines. Looking at the stag with thorns pinned upon her head as she looked upon his figure with anger. Ready to take his head off and go to where she wanted to go and to take her daughter with her. Not ever leaving her with this piece of shit stallion that was her father.
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Post by aquilon on Dec 8, 2014 11:44:15 GMT -6
Viggen was not liking Zilla when she got this attitude that she was equal, or even sometimes superior over him. Then when she tried to rear up and then go forward towards Viggen, this made the half draft jump back but only temporarily he then went right up to Zilla's left side and sent two hard hits to her ribs. He then hissed a warning.
" YOU BITCH!!! You still don't get it that you belong to me and I can do what ever I so please with you. Since you have all this energy and feistiness maybe it is time to try for my heir, now either behave or I'm going to break ribs."
With that he took his right knee right square in her ribs behind her left front leg to drive home the point he was making. He was now ready to drag this disrespectful mare off to the breeding grounds and so try for a second time for his heir. So he then thought about grabbing the back of her neck and hang on and allow this mare to tire herself out before taking her away. He then asked one last time, if she refused to come quietly then he would have to get rough and force her to go to the breeding grounds.
" So you got a choice here mare, you can come quietly and willingly, not making a scene. Or I'll hunt our worthless no good daughter down and either cripple or kill her while you are forced to watch. So which will it be my brood mare, you better pick and be quick about it."
Viggen then fell silent while looking over his slave, just thinking about what the future would hold, he wanted an heir and would stop at nothing to get one. He even would have no problem breeding Zilla to exhaustion to get to that goal also. He now was going to use his daughter to get what he wanted from Zilla, which was her full cooperation. He was now wondering if Zilla or his pelt color would win out on this next foal, that was always the real fun was guessing what the kids would look like before they was here. Viggen now was hoping that Zilla was going to start being the slave she should be, instead of this independent mare like his worthless mother was. Aquilon was of the type that since she was free that she should remain so. That was not how the south worked, if you was a stallion you was free. If you was a mare then you was to do what the stallion that cornered you and took you did without question.
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Post by twiztid on Dec 8, 2014 12:39:37 GMT -6
BEWARE OF ME Zilla knew she had hit the spot with this stag. Laughing at the stallion deep down within his mind as she saw him jump back ever so slightly. Snickering to herself before seeing him trying to come up towards her in some way like he was going to do some action towards her and taking in the words from the stag. Taking in his words as he spoke right into her direction. "Aw, did the poor stallion not like the fact that I know more shit than he does. An that heir you want. . .ha. . .you better go find some other mare that will bow down to your hooves." She snapped into his direction with thorns pinned back upon her skull.
Zilla was not going to bow down to the words of the stag and she was ever so happy to have undone herself as he was trying to bring one of his daggers towards his body. Snorting loudly as she than took her chance and she threw her muzzle towards him. Hoping her teeth latched onto his pillar before she quickly moved her figure away from his as he watched her carefully. Knowing that she was not going to back down at this point. Snorting loudly when he started his little manipulative ways towards her thorns. Taking in the words of the stag as she gazed at him with a wicked grin upon her face. "Oh dear asshole, that is only if you can find her. I think she spent so much time with mommy that those secret training that she got has done her some good." She said with a big grin upon her face as she glared at him.
She knew what hole she was starting to dig, but she was not going to let this stallion go and think that he could ruin her life. Naw, not her. She knew better than to do such a thing and she was going to hold herself in a grand place than she had been in before. For she knew that Zeven had ran. She had watched her from where she was as she raced off into the distance. Hoping that her little one made it far away as she possibly could.
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Post by aquilon on Dec 10, 2014 16:47:22 GMT -6
Why must all mares think they have rights in the south? No they was property and to be used and not complain about it by stallions that took them for themselves. So the grey dapple stallion stood there and so listen no matter how much it angered Viggen. It seemed like Zilla was rubbing his nose in the fact she thought she knew more than him on almost everything. This just caused the half draft stallion to laugh silently to himself. He was already trying to picture how Zilla would look eight months from now. Viggen was just about ready to snap out to get Zilla's attention when he seen her side step his rib aim with his knee, and countered with a bite of her own. It was just to late other than to keep going forward and so hope for a glancing blow with her teeth. Viggen was going to have a half crescent scar on the outside of his knee and some bleeding that would stop in about an hour. He was just about ready to flat out attack Zilla and didn't care if he harmed her or not. That was until she spoke for a second time.
Viggen swiveled his ears forward to catch what Zilla was saying now. It seemed she wanted to gloat on how Zeven was taught by Zilla in how to run and hide so as not allow him to find her. Viggen had had enough of this mares defiance and so he spat back angerly.
" Ok mare! you got a choice here and you better pick quick. You either come with me willingly or when our or more like your daughter shows up I'll wrap my teeth around her throat and rip it out. I am through playing games here, as I am going to get what I want from you, no matter how long it takes."
He then just glared right back waiting for what ever Zilla would do, if she tried ruunning he would run her down, if she attacked he would hold his ground and give back what she dished out. Or if she refused to move then like he said he'll just wait for Zeven to show up and then finish what he said he would do. Now the ball was totally in Zilla's court.
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Post by twiztid on Dec 12, 2014 9:27:33 GMT -6
BEWARE OF ME Zilla could not help but smile at the deed that she had done to the stag. She had final made a mark upon the stag that she had been dying to do. To show that her so called 'slaves' could be whipped and yet Zilla had not done such a thing. Snickering at the sight of what she had done. Seeing the mark right where she aimed for and the blood dripping from his figure.To have made a mark on a master would cause so much disgrace to his father. Knowing that his father would probably smack him and tell him how worthless he was for not even being able to handle a mare. Oh how she was pleased for her actions and even her words. Taking in the actions that this was stallion was starting to make. Watching as his ears moved back quickly. Knowing he was pissed at the fact she had told him that she had trained her daughter well and then his two sense came in. 'Okay mare! You got a choice here and you better pick quick. You either come with me willingly or when our or more like your daughter shows up. I'll wrap my teeth around her throat and rip it out. I am through playing games here, as I am going to get what I want from you, no matter how long it takes.' All she could do was laugh in his face at his terms.
"You just think you can scare me don't you. Be like the worthless mares that bow to your feet. For I WILL NOT BE ONE OF THOSE MARES. I don't even know if you noticed, but she is long gone. Should have been watching your workers more carefully you pathetic stallion. I wonder what your father would even think. To see that you let a filly go and you have a mare that is stubborn as hell that you have not even broke." Oh her words were fighting words but of course she was right. His father would think such a thing. Snickering as he looked over the stallion before her. Snorting loudly as she puffed her figure up. Arching her boa as she looked at the stallion before her. Grinning devilishly at he stallion before him. Remembering the words that he had said he would get what he wants no matter how long it takes. All she could do was die laughing at that the thought of it. "An you think you are going to get what you want from me. Oh well darlin', you don't have long for I have been in season for quite a while now and looks like that is about to end." She said with a evil look within her eyes as she looked at him. Taunting him with the looks as she waved her banner side to side in a teasing manner.
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Post by aquilon on Dec 16, 2014 9:58:14 GMT -6
Zilla was being very difficult and not being submissive like a slave mare should. He then seen just how she was not going to move even if he tried to nudge or push her. Zilla's legs was in quick setting concrete and nothing would be able to get them to move ever again. But the ultimate insult was how she stood up and basically spit right in the face of Viggen with no thinking of any consequences for her actions. Viggen needed to move and so establish his dominance once and for all on this mare. He didn't want another worthless filly like Zeven, no he wanted a healthy colt and so have his rightful heir when Viggen became to old to keep this land for himself. There was only one option and Viggen was trying his best not to put a mark on what he called his perfect foal factory Zilla. He was just going to bite the back of her neck and just keep his grip while she flailed around and so tire herself out fighting to get free. Viggen though sent out one last threat and command to see if she would do what he wanted here.
" Now mare you either move or you are going to regret this, up to you if you want to be untouched and healthy or just battered and bruised."
Viggen was feeling miffed and wanting to just flat out beat on this mare for the next several minutes. His decision was finally made up when Zilla had enough nerve to wave her banner side to side like she did. She then flat out told him he need not have to wait long as she was again back in season, and it was about to end. That was the final nail in the coffin as Viggen then bound forward and so started to aim to the back of Zilla's neck. He would not stop until it was between his teeth, then he would bite down until he got a good hold and so remain until Zilla either could slip away or tire herself out. But Viggen was not going to be shaken off so easily he was now out to either succeed or to go away bitter and so wanting all mares dead. He just hoped that Zilla finally was going to submit and so become his slave for good then he could build his empire like it should in the south. When he did get it, then all the other southern stallions would have to either respect or avoid the greyed out bay stallion.
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