The
muffled sound of a crowd.
The
cold feel of steel around me.
The
little light shining through the locker's slits.
The
sound of my warm breathing through this cloth gag.
This
is what I heard as I paniced, having awoke in this..place. A locker,
a stadium I guessed, by the noise of the crowd, if quiet to me. I had
struggled within it, my front hooves being bound, and my head
pounding from a hangover. I somewhat remembered last night, I met
this nice pegasus at a Canterlot Bar, we shared a
Mango Fuel
By: Eissen
Favorited: 8 years ago
