It was so silly. She'd been held hostage all this time so she could participate in his fetishistic fantasy: a ridiculous colthood fascination with sex and violence that he and his friends should have outgrown years ago. And if that weren't pathetic enough, each of the four stallions were only voyeurs. They were eager to watch and bet and jeer—and pleasure themselves from the safety of the sidelines—but not one of them was stallion enough to step between the ropes and test their mettle against a mare like Rarity.