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Blocky the Slavepone 3, by BlockyAnon

By SlavePonyGeneral
Created: 2021-01-03 20:40:35
Expiry: Never

anon oc romance nsfw /spg/

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>You walked into your house after another exhausting day at work, ready to kick your feet up and stroke your slave horse.
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>Taking your usual spot on the chair, your slave's approach was inevitable.
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>*clinkclink!*
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>There she was.
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>Her hooffalls grew louder as she got closer, but your eyes were closed.
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>Sometimes they just needed a rest after all of your work.
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>When the hooves stopped, you took your hand and gave your lap a couple pats per usual.
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>You felt a pony-sized weight on your lap in an instant.
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>Not too soon after, your hands were right back where they belonged.
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>On Blocky's soft, little pony belly.
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>It never did get better than this.
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>A yawn escaped your mouth as your hands did their work, and Blocky mimicked the action shortly after, both of you real cozy.
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>You never really did show enough gratitude to your colleagues for introducing you to this "pony slave" business.
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>It was hard to imagine living without Blocky before then.
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>"Hey, Anon."
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>Bill had just gotten done talking to Justin about some car-related thing you didn't care for, you having sipped away at your water as they spoke.
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>"You know they're gonna be having a slave market in town this Saturday?"
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>You furrowed your brow. Water-cooler conversations never got this weird.
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"A slave market? You mean like that whole deal with the ponies?"
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>"Yeah!"
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>"I'm gonna be going to that for sure," Justin butted in. "Mildew's struggling to keep up with housework, so I have to get her a partner."
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"Eh...I don't think I'm interested."
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>You took another swig of your water, Bill's face dropping a bit at your answer.
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>"Whaaaat? Come on, Anon. I bet you've got stuff around the house you hate doing."
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"Cleaning sucks, sure, but I think I've managed well on my own so far."
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>Justin scoffed. "Is that why you complain about barely getting enough sleep all the time?"
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>Well, he had you there.
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"I mean, fair point, but I still don't know about this."
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>Truth be told, you weren't really sure about the idea of owning a slave to begin with.
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>Treating another living, sentient being as property was edging a little too cruel for your tastes.
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>"Come on, Anon," Bill pushed, taking a quick swig of his water, "even if you don't get a slave, it'll be a neat experience, y'know?"
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>Bill was just trying to find an excuse to drag you into some misadventure like always, but this was actually one of the tamest things he'd suggested in a while.
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"I guess I don't have a reason to say no."
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>"Now that's more like it!"
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>And just like that, now you were at a slave market.
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>There weren't just ponies here for sale, either. Griffons, yaks, Hell, even a couple dragons.
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>How humans had gone from abhorring slavery for decades to suddenly being alright with it for Equestrian creatures you'd never know.
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>Bill had gone off to check out some accessories. Whips, collars, leashes.
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>You wondered if he was here for reasons other than getting a slave.
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>Justin had already bought a new pony, so he was checking things out with Bill.
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>Meaning now you were alone with a seller and a room full of ponies.
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"...so how do I know they'll listen to me?"
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>"Well sir, if you find your pony is disobedient, you can always bring her back here for a little 'training', if you know what I mean."
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>His grin was both befitting of a buyer-friendly businessman and possible pony abuser.
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"Right..."
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>You'd been in here for a few minutes checking out each pony you looked at, but you didn't really know just HOW to pick a pony.
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>What exactly were you looking for, anyways?
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>Each cage listed "personality traits" of the pony in question, so if you were serious about getting a slave, you'd probably want one that wasn't too feisty.
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>Your eyes scanned each of those little signs, but nothing really piqued your interest.
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>Not until you hit one named, "Blocky Bits".
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>You read the little blurb posted outside her cage.
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>"A uniquely colored mare, Blocky is an optimistic pony who has never had any problems obeying orders. A great must-have for first time slave-owners!"
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>You pondered on this pony, her fearful eyes looking up at you.
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>No other ponies in here really caught your attention that well.
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"How much for this one?"
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>The seller looked at the little mare.
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>"She's got a real unique look to her, huh? Never seen a coat and mane pattern quite like hers! I wanna say she'll run for..."
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>"$250."
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>Yeesh.
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"That a low price for this kind of thing?"
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>"Are you a first time buyer, sir?"
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"Yeah, I'm new to this whole slave deal."
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>He nodded with a smile.
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>"I'll make you a deal, then. For a first time buyer, I'll bring the price down to $150. I wouldn't want you to invest so much just to dip your toes into the business, after all!"
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>Or maybe the guy was just desperate for your money.
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>Didn't really matter, because $100 off was enough for you.
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"Sure, I'll take her."
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>"Wonderful, sir! I guarantee you won't regret your purchase!"
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>After the exchange of funds, the cage was opened, and Blocky was kept on a leash so she wouldn't get away.
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>Not that she really seemed to try.
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>When you found Bill and Justin again, they smiled at you.
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>"I knew you wouldn't avoid buying one, Anon!" Bill exclaimed.
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>"Welcome to the club," Justin added.
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>Blocky didn't say anything. Maybe she was still trying to digest the situation.
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>Regardless, once you left the market, the three of you split off and all went back home.
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>Once you reached your house, you let Blocky off of her leash.
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"So..."
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>She looked up at you almost expectantly.
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>How did you break a slave pony into a new house, anyways?
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"This...is your new home, I guess. You'll be living here rent-free, and as long as you do what you're told, you'll get fed fine."
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>If you were going to own a slave, you had to start getting into the mindset of an owner.
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>That wasn't a bad take on it.
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>"Oh, okay."
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>Maybe her optimism would show once she got used to this situation. Right now she seemed pretty closed-off.
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>A meal might help in that regard. She isn't accustomed to everything right now, so you'd have to take on your regular chores while you instructed her.
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>You had her watch you as you cooked dinner, making sure she remembered where the cooking utensils and such were.
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"Tomorrow morning I'm going to ask that you make me breakfast."
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>"Sure, I can do that."
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>She was a lot more lax about being a slave than you'd expect a pony to be.
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>The rest of your day was spent showing her around the house, telling her what duties she'd have to carry out.
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>It may take her a bit of time to get used to it, but she'll be an efficient little helper soon enough.
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>You had her sleep on the couch that night, and as you gave her a pillow and blanket, you thought more about getting into this whole owner mindset.
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>She'd get one more command before she went to sleep.
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"One more thing. You are required to call me Master, Blocky."
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>"Okay, Master."
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>That was easy.
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>"Master."
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"Huh?"
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>"Master."
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"I heard you. What is it?"
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>"Masterrrrrr."
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"What, Blocky?"
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>"Master!"
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>Your eyes fluttered open.
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>Blocky was looking up at you from your lap, a concerned expression resting on her face.
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>"I-I'm sorry, but we both fell asleep! I wanted to make sure you at least got to bed so you had your alarm clock to wake you up tomorrow!"
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>So you were dreaming of your first day with Blocky that whole time?
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>Oddly specific, but you've had weirder dreams.
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>You had Blocky hop off of your lap as you shuffled to your bedroom, the slave pony right behind you.
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>You'd just make sure to have a bigger breakfast tomorrow morning to make up for the skipped dinner tonight.
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>You were way too tired to cook up anything, and it was too late for some kind of takeout.
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>Blocky didn't seem to mind anyways.
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>Once you reached your bed, you fell right in, patted for Blocky to join you, and went out right after.