Creating an Heir
He would never be challenged again. Red eyes stared at the prize that he acquired merely a day ago from the battle between himself and the Crystal Kingdom. The King's smile slowly turned into a smirk as he went over the meaning of this vision. The Heart, which was once glimmering with the hopes and happiness of an entire kingdom, was now focused on the collective hatred of an individual. King Sombra placed his gauntlet covered hoof on the black crystal and felt a sudden influx of energy. The energy burst out from the crystal, darkness surrounding the two clear crystal spires that used to hold the artifact. The two spires slowly started to turn as black as the king's heart. The hatred spread like a plague along the spire until it met the ground. There was no defense towards the hate, so it only continued.
Sombra walked along the newly forming floor as the clear was replaced with black. The smirk remained on his face as he looked over the balcony of his room. What met his eyes was the perfect vision, one that reminded him of the years before he was encased in the Arctic North. Every crystal pony in the kingdom was chained up against his home. Fillies, foals, colts, and mares were all assigned to different tasks depending on their body size. Strong colts and mares were mining the untouched minerals of the Crystal Kingdom. Weak or physically inept ponies were assigned to pick crystal berries or collectively push a wooden wheel to grind up the berries into food. Each pony was given a ration of five berries a day, which barely kept them standing. It was only the second day since Cadance's defeat, and as such, Sombra had to immediately cut down on the hope and happiness in the kingdom. The moment they turned into true Crystal Ponies was the moment he lost. This was his kingdom, they were his slaves.
The curse on the Crystal Kingdom was initiated when Sombra came back to power. Unfortunately for the main six, that meant that Celestia's intervention would never come. The white alicorn popped into the king's mind, but he merely smirked and dismissed the idea. As long as his curse was intact, no one could interfere from the outside. He looked towards the staircase that lead into his dungeon. An idea popped into his head. “My slaves.” He merely said in his growling tone. He moved towards the staircase and slowly descended.
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Princess Celestia turned towards her pupil, a mixture of anger and shame placed on her face as she looked over her mistake. “You have failed, my student.” She said.
Twilight Sparkle's eyes watered as she tried to move close to her teacher. “I... I'm sorry Princess!” Twilight replied as she placed her hoof on Celestia's chest. “Please forgive me. I tried my best.”
“Your best was obviously not good enough. You have failed the test, and will no longer be my pupil.” Celestia said as an empty scroll was levitated over to her. She opened it, scribbled a letter inside, and then sent it away with a simple teleportation spell. “It was a mistake to send you on this test.”
Twilight Sparkle felt tears slide down her cheeks as her tutor pushed her away. “Please... Princess... Forgive me. I won't fail another test. I promise.” She uttered, her voice losing tenacity.
“You failed the only test that I cared about. Everything else that you have done for me is useless now. Please, get out of my sight, I have a new student that I must focus on.” Celestia replied with a tone of harsh finality.
Twilight felt her vision grow hazy and she was about to respond when she felt an otherworldly tug on her body. She blinked a few times, and before she knew it, she was looking up into the eyes of the one who was doing this to her. Twilight's green and red eyes slowly turned back into their normal hues while tears continued to fall down her face. She wanted to lash out at the one who was doing this to her, but she knew she was powerless. Twilight felt a tug on every muscle in her body and she blinked a few times to try and remember the predicament that she was in.
Sombra took a step back from Twilight and looked behind him at the tool of her torture. One of his Doors of Fear was open and pointed towards the studious mare. His horn glowed with a dark purple energy and the door closed. Adjacent to the closed door was another opened one, followed by another, and another. They were all being used on other subjects.
Twilight was suspended by her back hooves, her front hooves having been tied together and forced behind her back. The consistent pain that flooded through her forearms told her that her bones had popped out of the socket long ago, probably a few hours after she was tied in this position. Her tied hooves were then tied to her neck. A slight adjustment in the ropes forced the mare onto the tips of her back hooves. She already tried to relax her back and hind legs. The result was the rope strangling her for a minute before she moved back onto her sore hooves.
Her eyes were burning from the pain as she stared into the eyes of the colt who did this to her. He was smirking and staring up and down her body. The sounds of others crying made her look to her left. She could see the glow of the demonic doors as they shined upon her friends. Applejack was the closest one to her, tied up in the exact position that she was. Her eyes were leaking tears as well, and she was muttering to herself. Each of her friends were lined up and tied in the same way, followed by Princess Cadance and Shining Armor. Spike was nowhere to be found. Twilight tried to cast a spell to loosen the ropes around her form, but the pain in her back legs was too much for her to focus. If she didn't have her dreams crushed in front of her from the Door of Fear, she would be crying because of the pain. A static spark coming from her horn told her that Sombra had desecrated her magic with his own, the same spell that eliminated Shining Armor's magic. All the unicorns in the room were given this special treatment.
Twilight's voice hiccuped as she looked to the evil colt in front of her. “Where did you put... Spike?” She asked, fear latent in her voice as she tried to ignore the stare of the one who held her life in his hooves.
A low laugh came from the king as he placed his hoof underneath the mare's chin. He tilted her head slightly up to reveal her neck, and then pushed a little more. Twilight had to move higher up on her hooves in response, which caused her muscles to scream out at her. Twilight screamed out in pain until Sombra winced and let go of her chin. She settled back onto the tips of her hooves and blinked back tears from her swollen eyes. “Please... let us go,” she begged, “I'll do anything if you let us go... it doesn't even have to be me. Just let my friends go, and I'll suffer through anything that you want.”
Sombra raised an eyebrow. “You are in no position to make any demands. You are a step away from death.” He replied with a snarl. “But I suppose you could use a little break.”
A jagged crystal emerged from the wall behind Twilight and sliced through the rope that was attached to the ceiling. Twilight fell onto the floor and cried out in pain from the sudden change of her muscle movements. She couldn't move. Her body wanted to remain still, so that it could relax. However, Sombra wasn't going to let her. He placed a hoof on her stomach and pressed down, his metal greave threatening to break her ribs. The combined feeling of pain caused the mare to scream once more. She looked to her friends, but the Doors of Fear prevented their intervention. They were too busy crying and meeting their own fears again and again. Sombra growled and stared into the mare's eyes. “I only let you go because I want a night with my slave,” he said as he lifted his hoof from her chest, “Don't even think about running away, it is about as big of a lost cause as your friends. Now get up.”
Twilight tried to get up, but her muscles resisted and kept her from moving. She let out a grunt of exertion as she tried to get to her hooves. She managed to, but fell shortly after. “Please... I don't want to go to bed with you... I am still a virgin.” She begged.
Sombra only laughed. “You act as if you have a choice.” He replied and he kicked Twilight Sparkle in the stomach.
The mare screamed out and rolled away from the king until she reached the stairs to the floor level of the spire, and in turn, his bedroom. She used the first stair as leverage to pull herself to her hooves, followed by panting as she crossed the next step. She was not even close to as physically fit as the others. It was a wonder that she still managed to keep her balance for a whole day of standing on the tips of her hooves. She started to ascend the staircase, while Sombra moved up behind her.
Sombra stared down at his new slave. He was impatient, and was not going to wait for this mare to reach his room. Dinner would be done by then. His horn glowed once more and a black collar formed around the mare's neck. The collar was made completely out of his obsidian gemstone, and as it hugged his slave's neck, a leash slowly slithered out of the center like a snake until it was in his magical grasp. He ascended the steps and pulled on the leash once the mare was slowing him down.
Whimpers and grunts came from the mare as her sore muscles were bumped against the steps and pulled forward to reach the King's room. She was finally out of tears to cry. Whether it was due to her acceptance of the situation or her eyes refusing to pain her anymore, she wasn't sure. Her eyes grew hazy and minutes passed as she was more or less pulled into Sombra's room.
King Sombra did not have a lot in his room, probably because he was more focused on feeding off of the depression of his subjects than forming elaborate room decorations. He looked over to his bed, the only piece of furniture in his room that was adorned with anything opulent. The bed frame was made of Crystal Bark from the trees outside the kingdom, while the bed posts were the same obsidian gemstone as the Crystal Heart. He engraved a small space in the headboard and rested inside of it was Cadance's crown. Considering she didn't need it anymore, Sombra thought it would be suitable for his bed. He bent Twilight over the edge of the bed and placed his hoof onto her desecrated horn. He rubbed the black gems and let out a low laugh at the mare, who screamed out at the pain.
Twilight pushed her hooves against the colt's hind legs to try and move away from the king, but stopped as she felt her oxygen escape her. Sombra's horn was glowing once more, as he levitated the mare into the air by her throat. Twilight placed her forehooves on her neck and struggled. Once Sombra let go of her, she crashed onto the floor and felt the collective pain of her tortured muscles come back to her. She couldn't struggle anymore, she was only hurting herself. She remained still as the king walked over to her. He dragged her back to the bed and laid her on her stomach, her plot facing towards him.
Twilight looked behind her as Sombra smirked and removed his regal cape. He levitated the cape over to one of his coat racks, where it haphazardly leaned against the hooks. His cock was intimidating. The length was at least 12 inches, and could probably rival Big Macintosh in size. The flared head throbbed in desire at the sight of its new home. He was going to claim this mare as his wench, and when he was finished, slowly turn her into one of his own. He pushed his black cock up against the mare's dry lips and placed his hooves on her flank to get a good enough leverage. Twilight winced. She would beg if she had the willpower, but the combined pain of her muscles, her neck, and her horn continued to take its toll on her. All that came from her was a gasp of pain as the head pushed against her.
Sombra's horn glowed and Twilight felt her head being pulled back by her mane. Her neck arched upward and at the same time, a scream emitted from her lips. Sombra pushed completely inside of her body, ignoring the resistance that came from her walls and her hymen. A low growl came from the king as his hooves dug into her cutie mark. The growl seemed to be his version of a moan, since the pleasure was already starting to be injected into his body.
Twilight preferred the Door of Fear to this. Her body felt like she was being stabbed. Blood cascaded around Sombra's cock as her virginity slowly drained out of her body and down Sombra's thighs. Her hooves dug at the bed sheets while tears started to leak down her eyes once more. The pain flooded her body while pleasure flooded Sombra's.
The pulsing of the mare's walls while it tried to eject him from her body was delicious to say the least. Sombra licked his lips as his balls touched her plot, and he pulled out of the mare, only to slam back into her again. He started to create a pace by slowly pulling halfway out of her before pushing past the barricade of her walls.
Sombra's cock was tearing her body apart. Her walls were continually assaulted by him as he repetitively slammed her g spot without any consolation of her pleasure. She tried to think of something else, but the lingering thoughts of the Door of Fear were the only alternatives that came to mind. Despite the libraries of knowledge that the mare had read, it was all lost when she was in this much pain. He was slamming against her cervix, trying to open up that barrier so that he could mark the womb that was rightfully his. As her sexual education slowly started to come back to her, Twilight's eyes widened. “Wait! Please! Don't... Not inside of me!” She begged as she turned her head to look at him.
Sombra continued to pound away at her, the blood from Twilight's hymen forming the perfect lubrication. As he heard the mare's plea, a smirk moved across his face. He pulled out of the mare to give her the impression that he was going to finish on her, until he placed his hoof on Twilight's flank. He pulled the mare onto her back and stared into her eyes with his own red orbs. “You will give me an heir, and you are going to watch.” He said.
Twilight's eyes widened and she tried to pull away from him. The comfort of the bed had given her muscles a chance to relax. But right as she tried to move, two crystals expanded from the bedpost and stopped right at her neck. The jagged edges were inches away from slicing her throat, and Sombra glared. “Would you rather I impregnate your friends too? Imagine that, my own family of Elements.” He said. His smirk grew wider.
Twilight let her hooves fall onto the bed and she remained still, tears sliding down her eyes as she stared at the ceiling. She felt the pain attack her once more as the crystals pulled back from her neck and disintegrated into the bed posts.
Sombra felt his orgasm slowly reaching him and he continued to pump, his balls slapping loudly against the mare's plot with each movement of his hips. Every inch was pulled out of the poor mare, followed by being slammed back in as the mare's pain kept him going. He was close, he was going to blow. Sombra slammed his hips against hers, feeling his cock hit up against a barrier before it slowly was opened due to his force. A bulge formed in Twilight's stomach and he let out a loud growl as he released inside of her. Jets of his seed exploded into his new home. Four bursts shot into the mare before he pulled out of her. One last rope of cum shot onto the mare's chest, forming a suitable reminder of his actions. He stared at his new creation, his new queen. Her stomach was bulging from his seed, some of which started to leak out of her abused lips. The crimson and white mixture slowly dripped onto the sheets and stained the layers of fabric. Twilight's eyes were widened in disbelief at Sombra's actions, until she finally accepted it. The pain was too much, and her eyes closed.
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Spike coughed up blood as he looked up at the black spire in the center of town. He was on his back, and in pain from his previous landing. He couldn't get up, he swore that his bones were beyond broken. His hand slowly outstretched towards the spire. “Twilight... I'll save you.” He uttered before he passed out.