Under Him
Rarity swallowed hard as she stood resolute in the throne room. She knew why they were there, as there was no way that it could be something more noble, or civilised like an execution. No, then they would have been outside, where their screams could be heard all the way down into the dungeons. The screams that still pounded against the back of her mind. The screams she wished she was uttering right now.
She wouldn’t show her pain though. Her fear of what was to come. The fact that her body, bare to the world with nothing covering it, except for the device on her horn that stopped her from using magic, was something she treated was an everyday thing. The fact that guards around her stared at her in open lust was something she thought trivial. The fact that they snickered at her leers was almost charming in a demented sense, if they weren’t coming from such vile creatures.
These were the things that Rarity told herself in order to protect the one beside her that was shaking. She had no confidence, or any experience being in just her skin. No, Fluttershy was an utter wreck, just as she had been since the two had been captured. Ever since the Crystal Heart failed to dispel Sombra, and the two hadn’t managed to escape. Now they finally were to be given their sentence.
Rarity wished she could do anything as tears came to her eyes, but it was pointless. Showing herself as weak, or hurting would only hurt Fluttershy more. She had to be strong if either were to leave with their beings intact. At least… She hoped that was an option.
The sound of metal boots against the crystal floor sent shivers up her spine. Her body was drained of any warmth it had as her arms came under her breasts so as to hug herself tightly. That only made the fact that she was naked all the worse though. That her slender, hourglass figure, her large, firm breasts were out for all of these stallions to stare at, and soon it would all be abused by the man that came for her.
Or, she thought with a dagger going through her heart, Fluttershy. In fact, for a sadist like Sombra, she assumed that Fluttershy would be first. She would be the first to taste his cock. The main course while Rarity would be left to clean up afterwards. After all, she was shy, scared, likely a virgin, and her body was simply better for the service of a sex doll. Rarity had a model’s body. Thin, graceful, with enough of a bust to attract any guy.
Fluttershy’s body on the other hand was a pillow. Soft thighs that had no gap, but plenty of friction, cute, small lips that rarely opened, and a soft stomach to squeeze for leverage. Her breasts were the biggest problem. They beat many princesses in size, and were well past the size of her own head. They were lewd, and rarely unable to be made to be anything else, let alone when she was naked.
The fact that no stallion had ever touched them would only make all of this worse.
And yet, when a hand reached around, it was on Rarity’s chest that it landed. The hand was oddly gentle in its groping, but firm enough that Rarity knew better then not to move. Instead, she gave into it and was pulled back against thick, firm steel. More than that though was the stallion’s sweat and breath as it beat down upon her.
Sombra. Rarity grit her teeth, wanting to do something, but knowing it would only make things worse. However, simply standing here hurt. She was like one of her mannequins. Simply a display for him to enjoy. Unlike them though, the stallion’s hand could sink into her breasts, massaging it with experienced fingers as he played with her. All of this made it impossible for her to look at Fluttershy, but she could hear her friend’s whimpers, with each acting as simply another knife into her as she put up with it.
Sombra moved his hand away from her breast, reaching up and placing it over her throat as he leaned in closer, his breath now beating directly into her ear. “Well, you are at least what I expected of one who claims a power that banished me so long ago. Tall, strong, beautiful, but now mine, just as everyone else is. How does it feel to be where you should have always been?”
Rarity didn’t flinch at the words. She’d indulged in too many romance novels to be surprised at them. In fact, if it weren’t for Sombra’s age, she would have sworn he got them from media, but the thought helped her keep calm as she slowly said, “Interesting, as I always found myself as a princess, but I doubt you’re offering to propose to me.”
Sombra chuckled in her ear as she felt something be slipped around her neck. It was leather, and very fine leather from what Rarity could tell of the material just by touch. It wouldn’t have been easy to acquire, especially right now, which made her suspicious as to why it was being used now.
And then something started going wrong as Sombra tightened it. With each pound of pressure, something creeped into her. It set her body and fire as her body twitched and spasmed from the magic, but that was the part of it she expected. What she found almost comforting, because otherwise she’d find it easier to focus on the tendrils that writhed though her mind. She tried to shake her head futilely, but it didn’t do anything, not as they merely sank in more and more, stealing something from her as the collar took her breath as well.
And then Sombra finished the clasp on it and walked around her. He was still in his armor, or at least his chestplate, something she doubted he had taken off since he had taken control of the Empire. If he had, he bet a stray arrow would have fo-
“You will not think ill of your master.”
There was no way that was happening, Rarity though, as she could only hate this mo-mo-master. This strong, firm, regal stallion that deserved her.
Rarity blinked once, her body shaking at how her thoughts were forced to change as Sombra took to his throne. He sat there casually, almost like he was bored while a bemused smile slipped over his lips. “How does it feel? See, I understand the power of symbols, and so when I heard that two of my captives were element bearers, from a fool who thought that would make me let you go, I knew I had to treat you properly. Make sure that Equestria saw that even the artifact that has saved the realm so many times was something I didn’t fear.”
“In fact, it’s something I want to control, and you two will be the first of my collection that will forever be under my service.”
Rarity scowled before yelling, “That will never happen! My friends will never bow to you, and we’ll never use them for you!”
Sombra let out a long sigh, which just angered Rarity more. Did he not take this seriously? Sure, this stupid collar might be able to control her, but the elements required more. They required devotion, strength, and desire, and her feelings were still her own. He would not take them from her.
And Sombra continued to look utterly bored as he leaned forward. “Come here, pet. Ah, no,” he said as Rarity took one step forward, “On your knees, like a proper mare. Like a bitch in heat that my magic has made you.”
Rarity sighed internally as she thanked the fact that he at least could recognize that she would never do this normally. In fact, even the collar’s arousal made it hard for her to enjoy the humiliating act. She was a proud mare after all. One who considered herself beautiful and wished to be equals with those she loved. Not… Not this.
Sombra spoke with every inch she crossed. “The collar forces you to obey me, but my magic is more powerful than something so pathetic. Any fool can make a mind control device, but it takes a tool on the user to use such things. If I were to only control through that, I’d be eternally exhausted. No, it’s a temporary measure until my magic can make it permanent. Make it so the mind I imprinted into the collar can override who you are.”
Sombra then smiled as she looked up at him, before he looked past her. “The scared one, Fluttershy, right? I want you to watch closely. Your friend is obviously your better, but even she won’t last more than ten minutes under me, and then you shall be next.” He then looked back down at Rarity. “And please, don’t fight that hard. It will just make this less pleasant for everyone. Well, everyone other than me at least.”
Rarity scowled at him, hissing out, “I hate you.”
Sombra smiled a bulge in his pants beginning to grow at the words. “So you defy my magic so much you have your thoughts back? Impressive. Yes, you are the perfect sort of mare to welcome my body back to the world. Now, undo your master’s pants, and bring out that which you shall always worship, just as any mare should.”
Rarity took a deep breath in to steady herself, as she could feel the tendrils dig in as she tried not to. No, that wouldn’t work. She’d expend too much strength simply trying to fight what she knew was coming. She would simply do her job until he was satisfied, and then the two of them could go back to the cell. He had made it clear already that he planned to leave Fluttershy for after she broke, and Rarity had no plans for that.
And so she undid his pants with a practiced ease. After all, she was well aware of how the world was. What fun such things like this could be, though she kept it to close friends and some special clients of hers who she sought to keep close. So no, undoing a stallion’s pants was nothing new to her. Pulling back his boxers wasn’t either. Just a quick tug, and then she would lift the shaft clear.
And when she pulled, it stayed surprisingly stuck under his pants. She frowned for a moment, before a mental command made her look up into the wide smirk that was on Sombra’s face. “You’ll need to pull them off. I know a bitch like you isn’t used to royal cock, but even you should have known that.”
Rarity’s eyes narrowed at him, before another command through her skull forced her eyes down. Now she actually took in the thing that she was supposed to be dealing with, and… Yeah, for a second, she considered that he may have been right, because if she had been able to pull it out, it would have been only twice as long as it was thick.
And she didn’t like thinking about what that meant.
She liked less as she did continue to pull down his pants. First, to the middle of his thigh, where she thought maybe the cock began to finally taper, before getting to his knee, where it was still going. Her heart froze at seeing that, and she couldn’t even muster the rage she wanted to when Sombra hissed out, “You can pull it out now.”
He said could, but it wasn’t her choice. She would have even if it met the floor. As it was now… It was as long as her torso she assumed, and at least as thick as her arm. But she had to pull the thick thing out, and her mind tried to deny it. Deny that this was what he meant, but as Sombra used one of his hands to make sure it fell on her face, only semi-erect as it laid on her, she knew it was all too real.
Sombra spoke clear, his tone losing it’s relaxed tones only to be replaced as steel as those mental worms dove through her mind. “This is your world. This is all that matters to you, and seeing it and its owner is all that matters to you. You are a whore, and you will pray to it as you know you should. And that includes every inch, in case you thought of half assing your services.”
For a moment, as Rarity’s mind thought about what forcing this down her throat would do to her, she began to shut down, closing off reality. The green haze that began to come around her vision stopped her from doing so though. No. She would not give in to him. Not… Not give in to this m-m-m…
God.
Rarity swallowed hard as her head tilted up, her tongue reaching out for the cock. Its smell was already overwhelming her, and while it smelled h-h-humbling and amazing, she bet it tasted better. After all, every breath brought shocks and waves of pleasure through her body as some part of her told her to calm down. This was just a job, not what he commanded of her. She was still Rarity after all.
But oh, what a wonderful job it was she thought to herself as her tongue ran along the side of the shaft. Every bit of grime and sweat that had collected there since his resurrection was simply a part of her master. Of Sombra, and it was duty to clean this part of him. Clean this part that was entrusted only to mares of her caliber. Yes, this was an hon…
It was a job. It was pleasurable, but it was a job, even as her lips came around the side of his cock, maybe covering a tenth of the length, if someone was being generous, and messaging it with her tongue. It was right against one of his throbbing veins, and she made sure it got extra attention. After all, it made sure her master could be hard. That he could show the full glory of his cock to her, rather than the limp scepter that he normally hid.
It was something she loved seeing though, and she buried her face into his balls, bathing herself in that scent as her body shook and shivered. One of her hands became useless, locked in a standstill as to whether or not to touch herself, but even thinking that was sacrilegious. It had to be corrected, and so she reached up with her other hand. Her fingers wrapped around his shaft, unable to meet each other, before it began to run along the throbbing cock. It felt so good in her hand. So right. She wished she could never let it go.
Unfortunately, she knew what a stallion liked the most though. At least, while she was worshipping them. When she was getting them ready for her full prayer. She only wished that she had Fluttershy’s…
No. No. No. No, she had to… Had to… Had to st-fi-st-
“Continue, slave.”
The command came with punishment, and Rarity’s vision went white for a moment as the back of Sombra’s hand cracked against the side of her skull. It was hard, and metal, and more than enough to silence her thoughts for another moment. In that time, all she could take in was the pain. The throbbing in the side of her skull that felt wrong for prayer, and the warmth running down her face.
It wasn’t something she could focus on though, not while she still had her duty to do, to both her master and somepony else that was so fuzzy in her mind.
So, Rarity put her hands onto Sombra’s knees to help lift her up. Her body spasmed violently as her chest touched his cock, and her breath came in as a strangled gasp, but she couldn’t stop. Instead, she locked her knees and moved her hands in, her body shaking as she grabbed her own tits, all while her eyes stared into the wide smile on Sombra’s face.
And Sombra looked at the tears that streamed down Rarity’s.
She didn’t feel them though. Not now. All she was focused on was how it felt to have her master’s cock sandwiched between her breasts. How her firm nipples ran and pushed along his shaft as she ground her chest against his shaft. How heavy it was against her and pushed against her. How much of her was being used in the act of pleasuring it.
It was almost euphoric, and Rarity wished she could just enjoy it. Enjoy having a cock in her face. Enjoy becoming what a mare was supposed to be. A sextoy and a baby maker. Didn’t all mares know that? Sombra did, and he was so wonderfully wise that she didn’t know why anyone would think he was wrong. And yet, some small part of her kept screaming that this was wrong. It was a faint voice though as her eyes turned down to the cock she serviced.
She pressed her breasts in more, squeezing it tight between them. They were soft enough that she was certain he was comfortable in there, not that it mattered. With how long he was, se only covered maybe half of his shaft with her bosom. She didn’t mind though, as that meant his cock was front and center in her view, and she leaned in to kiss it. At least, before she let her drunk tongue run along it as she ran her breasts along every inch.
And finally, with this action, with every muscle in her burning in order to stimulate him, Sombra grunted in pleasure from it. The sound alone was almost enough to make Rarity cum, and only made her tongue work harder and faster. She actively slobbered over his shaft as her eyes stayed fixated on it. At this point, she didn’t even know if she could close her mouth if she wanted to.
Then again, why would she when she had not finished his orders. After all, she had to take all of it. Every last inch. She brought herself up, her breasts as tight as they could be as they came to just below the tip of his cock. This push made the large well of precum that had been accumulating there finally lip off and run down his shaft, soaking her bosom as she shivered.
Rarity didn’t let it go to waste though. Her tongue came down, pressing itself on the flared tip as her tongue swished over the cock. Her eyes rolled back a little at the taste of the salty precum, rivulets of her own fluids coming down her thighs as her body shook in response. She needed more than this. Needed his cum, and not some cheap substitute for it, and that would only come one way.
A way that her mind screamed would kill her, but she almost didn’t care as she opened her mouth. No, instead, she simply lowered herself, determined to go as far as she could even if it choked her.
And it was so bad that it made Fluttershy gag when her friend began to. Not that Fluttershy was able to deal with what she was seeing. No, what she had seen, as this actually made some twisted version of sense as the guards around her made sure she didn’t turn away. Their magic even yanked her eyelids open, so she couldn’t just close them and ignore this was all fake.
No, she had to watch this very real thing happening to her friend. Possibly her strongest friend as she lowered herself. The most regal who hummed as she was called a whore, before taking another inch. A mare who called Rainbow Dash a whore to her face for how proud she was about being selective about her partners, but now acted just as any Canterlot cornermare.
Fluttershy almost wished, just so she wouldn’t see her friend’s image be corrupted further, that the cock would choke her properly. That it would kill her. Instead, the girth stretched out her throat, and no matter how much she took, she never seemed to become weaker for it. Instead, her bobs and suckling only ever got stronger. More desperate.
More like she was broken, which Fluttershy tried to tell herself she wasn’t. Rarity couldn’t be, no matter how much her collar glowed. No matter how much torture Sombra put her under. That simply wasn’t something that happened. No, she’d be okay. She had to be, or else… Or else…
And then Rarity got to the base. Her throat must of have been absolute wreck, and Fluttershy almost threw up as she stared at it. At the fact that the cock all too likely was inside of her stomach, and all the damage that a healer like her knew that would do, even though the collar was making sure nothing so extreme happened. Not that she knew that, or Rarity, who was thinking the exact same thoughts.
And then, Sombra grabbed her head, pulled her all the way back to the tip of his cock, and then slammed her back down onto the base of his cock. Every other movement had been slow. Even the thrust upon him to get to his base had been a minute long, and as clean as one might expect from Rarity. This though… This was instant, and enough to finally fulfil her duty.
Sombra’s body twitched as Rarity sat before him, and Fluttershy stood there watching in horror. Watching as she waited, and could see Rarity’s stomach extend a little as it dawned on her what he was doing. How long it was taking for Sombra to cum. To cum once.
It was an eternity to Fluttershy, but as Sombra stood up, she watched as the collar stopped glowing. As its magics appeared to fade away, and a small flicker of hope filled her. A hope that was then dampened by a final burst of cum onto on Rarity’s face as he pulled out of her. Fluttershy shook as Sombra laughed, and Rarity didn’t react to the sperm. The white gunk that now ruined every inch of her head.
No, instead, she watched as her friend stuck her tongue out and caught the last few drops of cum from the tyrant’s cock. Sombra then glanced over at Fluttershy and smiled. With a small glow of his horn, the collar around Rarity’s neck undid itself and fell to her knees before he commanded, “Rarity, would you be so kind as to share my cum with your friend over there while you give her that useless thing?”
Fluttershy stood there frozen as her friend got off the floor and, on weak legs walked towards her. Fluttershy tried to say something, but her throat was still traumatized by her empathy. Nothing would come out. She couldn’t even try to resist against her captors to get away from her friend. She was helpless, her mind retreating into nothing as Rarity slipped the collar around her neck.
Fluttershy shook in horror as she felt the collar around her neck. She twitched, wanting not to believe it. That Rarity wasn’t doing this. Wasn’t like this. After all, it was Rarity. Rarity was stronger than her. She cared about her. She would never molest her. She would never hurt her just for a tyrant. No, the tendrils invading her brain were fake. She was just imagining things, and she just had to focus on her friend. She was okay. She was safe.
And then Rarity pulled away, staring into Fluttershy’s eyes as the light drained away from them before letting out a small giggle. “You taste good. Not as good as master, but you’ll do. What do you think?”
Fluttershy blinked a few times as tears came down her face, before a smile began to slowly form along her lips, and she said back, “Master tastes much better, but I wonder, does master like us tasting each other? Do you think he’d like to see us fuck?”
“Oh, I don’t know! That’s such a good idea though! I would rather fuck him with you though. Or by myself. By myself is the best.”
And Sombra slowly smiled, looking down at his breastplate with tired eyes as the two pets began to bicker over who should fuck him.
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Sombra smiled to himself as he looked down from his throne. Long were gone the days where he had to wear his armor. Long were gone the days where he was always in combat, or had to continue working for his empire. His army was off doing that in the other parts of the empire. Now he could merely enjoy the prizes of being the king.
And right now, he enjoyed this small stallion who had come to speak to him barely be able to say a word to him. It had been that way in the past, but some managed it. Now though? Now none did. His dominance was total, and he acted with the relaxed confidence that he had earned for it.
Besides, what was the peasant’s business to care about what his pets did? He smirked to himself a little as he glanced further down. Fluttershy was currently upon him, her lips firmly wrapped around the tip of his cock as she cleaned the last load of cum that he had shot upon her. Her entire front was soaked in his cum, a look for her that he preferred, especially when it helped her blend in as her fellow slave.
He hummed to himself as he leaned back. Yes, this was just as it was supposed to be. He could just relax. Just enjoy himself instead of always worrying, and having such a beauty before him helped reaffirm that.
As for the mare, she smiled at him in bliss, her hands combing through her fur as her tongue hung from her lips. Her body was shaking, just it always did when near her master, let alone when she was covered in his cum. His thick, seemingly never ending cum. It made her shiver, shake, and very possessive as she glared to her side in response to a whimper.
A whimper that only made Sombra laugh. “Go share with the other bitch. I do like to see you two clean yourselves.”
Fluttershy paused for a moment, before moving quickly. After all, her master’s words were absolute, and there was no reason to think beyond them. Not when her mind was so useless for such things. It only was made to serve her master better. Which, in this case gave her a good idea.
Fluttershy almost immediately got on her knees like a proper bitch, before crawling to the side where Rarity was moving away from the throne that she had been clawing at. The two gave each other a small smile, before Fluttershy rose a single finger. She didn’t speak, as pets didn’t do that, but she could show her.
And so she cupped her fingers together, dragging them over one of her large mounds slowly. She shivered at the touch, showing the commoner in the room that she still was all too sensitive, even when away from her master. It only got worse for the poor stallion as she held her hands up to Rarity. They were overflowing with cum, and the other whore moved in to drink them. Much to his relief though, Fluttershy didn’t let her. After all, the element bearers weren’t really doing this. They wouldn’t share cum like this.
Only for Rarity to catch the hint and do what her friend just did. Once they both had their share of cum, they offered it to the other, and began lapping at the thick liquid like dogs to a water bowl. Their bodies quivered, and their loud, lewd moans filled the room as they enjoyed their meal.
They didn’t care about who might be watching. They only cared about the treat they had been given, and that if they looked up, they could see their master’s smile shining down on them. And in the end, his pleasure was all their lives were worth, and it made them all the happier to go back to their meal of cum, or when they had to service the guards, or when their master flew into a rage and beat them.
Because to think of anything better would take minds that had long ago left them, and were replaced with one purpose. One meaning.
To serve Sombra, just as everypony eventually did.