Thinking of that cow branding scene from family guy.  
I wanna see more branding like this

@Keith Mowz  
Right, we are in agreement there.

@Damaged  
Because people who don’t want to see grimdark content don’t want to see it.
 
Same reason why rape is 100% always tagged grimdark regardless of whether or not the characters are actually okay with it.

@Damaged  
But that’s not what grimdark means. If it’s consensual it fails the definition of grimdark, even the dumb overbroad definition this site uses.

@Background Pony #4CEB  
Because pain and torturous acts are still pain and torturous acts even if they consent?

@Keith Mowz  
How do you figure?

@Background Pony #4CEB  
It being consensual torture does not make it any less grimdark.

>grimdark  
>consensual
 
I think someone is confused…

She looks relatively tame for someone recieveing a second degree burn, circumstances permitting.

@KyoM  
Thanks, I am actually talking to a commissioner about doing a (hopefully much longer than 500 words) story involving the lovely zealot of freedom. Keep an eye out on my fimfic for it in the future. /)

@Damaged
 
This was a wonderful short read, I love how you incorporated the consent, freedom from her cutie mark and even the strange bliss when the endorphin high hits despite or in combination of the pain. And love the idea of Starlight Glimmer and her alternative process of welcoming willing citizens into “Our Town”. ^w/) Thanks for having fun with it!

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Artimesia was dedicated, the words on the pamphlets had been so inspiring that when she heard Starlight Glimmer actually talk, it had blown her mind. She could smell the heat of the forge nearby, magic stoking coals hotter and hotter. The artifact she had heard so much about sat in it. “I hate this cutie mark, it binds me…”
 
“It will be over, soon, sister.” The nameless white unicorn pranced around the room, fetching the null-brand. “You don’t want them anymore, are you sure?”
 
“Yes, yes get rid of them!” Art Scratcher braced herself. The special leg clamp held her in position, spreading her back legs, bracing her and keeping her flanks angled just a little. “I just want something bett-” Her speech was cut short as a gag was clamped into her mouth.
 
“This will help, trust me, everypony yells when their mark is erased.” The nameless mare twirled the white-hot brand, the heavy enchantments in the plate feeding on the heat, the clean-white glow of the metal a testament to just how hot it was. “Now brace.”
 
“Ret’s roo eet!” Art bit down into the gag, but when the iron struck her flank she sang, she screamed, she stomped her forehooves in agonizing bliss as her first cutie mark was wiped clean from her pristine flank.
 
“One more, little filly, and you will walk afresh, ready to try fate anew with a new brand. Tell me, tell me you want your other mark stricken from your flank.” The words were seductive, Art could assume the mare really got off on this. She didn’t care, she just wanted to be free.
 
“Preese, fwee meee!” She didn’t even get to finish, the final word extending into a scream of release. Tears streamed down Artimesia’s cheeks, she panted, teeth clamped to the bit in her mouth.
 
“It is done, little filly. You are a blank flank once more. How does it feel?” The unicorn floated the brand back into the furnace, the effort of destroying the unwanted destiny having cooled the metal. It began to take on a cherry-red glow again.
 
“Fwee…” The gag was pulled out and Art gave a happy moan, sliding to her chest, her plot still in the air. “Thank you…” The pain was fading, replaced by the certainty that she would never need to wear that useless mark again.
 
“You are free, now.” Starlight herself had come to see Art’s release. “What do you think you will get this time?” She used her magic, reaching forward to tease at the de-branded mare with her power. There was not a shred of cutie mark left.
 
“I could have anything… anything!” Art was pushing past the pain, she looked back at her pristine flank. “Absolutely anything. Thank you.”
 
“Next!” The nameless unicorn was already moving for her next de-branding, but Starlight was the mare to remove the odd fetters from Art’s back legs.
 
“Can you walk?” Starlight didn’t even wait for an answer, lifting Art up and carrying her from the hot forge. “Come on, you will like Our Town, I promise you.”
 
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Like naughty stories, where anything can happen? Why not check out my fimfic?
 
Note: Because OCs, changed names to protect the entirely not innocent.

Really lewd!

unf

I guess is kind of hot

“Explicit”
 
…am I missing something? I mean, RedKyo obviously is getting sexual gratification from this, but doesn’t it take a bit more than that on this site?

@Tragiclady  
Yes, we they certainly are. This isn’t ‘my thing’ either, but the variety is certainly notable, especially for a species without fingers nor opposable thumbs. But then they do have magic….
 
♪ ♫ Oh, baby, baby, it’s a wild world ♫ ♪

Well hello there… Where has this been?

@Background Pony #7308  
Ayyy. XD

Starlight Glimmer has a new recruit? :D

I’m not trying to kinkshame here, but wow, some ponies are into some weird stuff, huh?

Kinda really hot.
 
Geddit, hot?

@PonyPon  
I think this is just disgusting.

I wonder if equestria has some kind of guideline or etiquette to these kinds of things?