“My liege, the commander has returned!” A guard announced as he stepped into the large crystal throne room.

Sombra said nothing as he waved him off, feeling slightly irked he was late. It had been a long hour since Sombra spent his time with Celestia, and if he knew his commander would have been late, he would have spent more time with her. Resting his head on his left hoof, his tapped his right leg against his throne, letting the sound of metal on crystal echo throughout the keep. Eventually his commander walked into the room with a big grin on his face.

Just like most of his guards, his commander was also a Pegasus. His coat was a pure white and his short mane and tail bore a shade of red. Across his body bore his black crystal that gave him a much more deadly appearance than without.

“You’re very late, Commander Blaze,” Sombra growled in a low tone.

“Pardon my tardiness, my king.” He replied as he gracefully bowed before him, before closing the distance between the two of them. “I got caught up in a small fight for the skycity of Cloudsdale.”

“Hmm, so you captured a new town for me?” Sombra asked, letting go of a bit of his anger for the empty dungeons. “They should be here within the hour.”

“Impressive commander, I was right in having you lead in my conquest of Equestria.” Sombra replied as he got out of his throne and walked toward him. “Walk with me.”

Blaze nodded and waited for Sombra to start walking in whichever direction he wanted, before he followed by his side. Both ponies were heading for the dungeon staircase.

“How many casualties did we suffer at Canterlot and…?” Sombra asked, but stopped briefly as he couldn’t recall the small town below the mountain.

“Cloudsdale? Only three-percent. The resistance group was mainly earth ponies wielding china plates or other fancy items from their former homes. They were burnt into the walls.” He replied as he pictured one certain earth pony trying to attack a crystal mage with a glass shard, before he got blasted into cinder.

“Hmm, so some of your troops got killed by mud ponies wielding cutlery?” Sombra replied with a bit of distastefulness in his voice.

“No, no, we took Canterlot easily. It happened at Cloudsdale, actually. One of my sub-commanders had a fire spell backfire on him, cooking about ten other men along with him.” He replied, a bit ashamed to tell his king about the truth. Sombra stopped walking just before the steps and gave his commander a sour look.

“…Maybe it’s for the better that the useless are killed off in this mortal coil.” Sombra replied, he wanted to rant at his commander but held back. “At least they didn’t fall to their deaths,” Sombra recalled the cloud walking spells along with many other useful spells he found in the Canterlot archives.

“I couldn’t agree more,” He replied, feeling a bit relieved Sombra wasn’t going to lash out at him.

“I’m still disappointed you let something so trivial happen, commander.” Sombra told him in a stern tone as he started to descend down the stairs. “Along with you being late as well, I think a small punishment would be in order.” Sombra looked behind him, flaring up his horn.

The commander panicked, thinking he would be turned into another doll that would decorate his room even more.

“P-please, my liege! I beg you to reconsider!” Blaze plead, hoping he could be spared.

No matter how much a pony could attempt to please Sombra, he would always threaten someone if something stupid happened, or it just didn’t fit with him. He was like a harsh parent. No matter how much you tried to please him, the littlest mistake would get him angry. That anger usually made his room have an extra plush or the graveyard another occupant. Given the choices, death was a boon.

“Then don’t make stupid screw ups like that ever again.” Sombra finished, as he picked up his hooves and continued to walk, while lowering the magic around his horn.

The walk down the staircase was silent, as Blaze feared anymore words would grant him a punishment. Instead, he just walked beside him and wondered why he was descending into the basement with him. Once they came to the bottom, the guard positioned there opened the door for them.

“Since we’re now short a few troops,” Sombra spoke up as he surveyed the cells. “Grab a few prisoners, preferably fathers. Tell them if they want their families to live, they will serve under me.”

“If they refuse?” Blaze asked as he looked around as well.

“Then take them up to the throne room and throw them out the window.” His words were utterly cold as he spoke; and Blaze knew better than to question him. “I’ve got a princess to tend to.” He said, breaking into a faster trot.

“Also…” Sombra spoke up, making his commander freeze in his steps. “Arrange a jousting event for me when you head back up. I’ll need some entertainment for myself.”

Blaze bowed his head and started to survey the cells for potential soldiers that he would harden into trained machines.

Looking in front of himself, Sombra noticed two more guards walking away from deeper in the dungeon. Quickly noticing they were his throne room guards, he stayed quiet, keeping his head high. Like sheep, they bowed before their master before returning to their business. Keeping his eyes trained forward, Sombra kept his sullen look on his face as he walked right past the cell of Celestia, and further in. Had he looked in the cell, he would have seen the guards who escorted her down had their own share of her. Of course he wouldn’t notice at first, since Celestia was in her usual sitting up position with her eyes closed.

Eventually the sobs of the prisoners died out as Sombra came to a secluded part of the dungeon. It was the part where he kept Luna. Unlike Celestia who remained silent, Luna was very much more vocal about the situation. She was so vocal that Sombra had to use a muting spell on her so he wouldn’t have to worry about getting slammed into the prison walls, thanks to her voice. Coming up to a large metal door, he conjured up the same key that was to free Celestia and unlocked the door, letting a resounding click break the silence. As the click sounded out, the sound of chains rattled from behind the door. Sombra opened the door and gave the young princess of the night a sly grin.

“Good morning my princess…” He spoke up as he sauntered in.

Luna gave him a cold glare from her precarious position. When Sombra locked her up, he made sure she wouldn’t rest easy thanks to her mannerisms. She hung from ceiling thanks to solid crystal chains, holding her hooves above her head. Her elegant wings were stuck to her body, thanks to a special device that Sombra himself made. It was a metal corset that was used on prisoners with wings, which kept them stuck under armor, with no room to move them at all. To Sombra, the greatest torture for a winged creature was still having their wings but with no way to use them. The same went for unicorns and losing their powers over the arcane. Since Luna had both, the mental anguish of being really useless was twice as bad.

“Are you not happy to see me?” He spoke in a mocking manner as he got closer and started to circle her like a shark. “Oh I forgot you can’t speak right now. If you be a good girl I’ll remove that mute spell.”

Luna made no movement, nor did she have the energy to. She was tired, fatigued and her forelegs were completely numb. Not to mention the metal corset was very itchy and making her fur all sweaty.

“Or maybe you’re too tired to give me any approval my princess. Maybe if you didn’t try to escape the other night then you wouldn’t be down here, being treated like a common criminal.” Sombra spoke to her, remembering the previous night he brought Luna into his chambers, only to have her fight back and attempt to escape. Sombra got away with only a rattled horn and a bit of hurt pride in his stallionhood, while Luna got the corset and the dungeon room. While she had a similar cell to Celestia’s before, Sombra took away that privilege.

Luna smiled a bit at remembering the night herself. While she relinquished her power for the throne to keep her ponies safe, she didn’t give in as fast as Celestia. She could take any kind of abuse he could dish out and bottle it up. It was something she was used to doing very recently, considering she started feeling neglected for her night sky. It was something she brought up with Celestia, but her elder pushed her claim away. It hurt her that no ponies appreciated her beautiful nights and she planned on doing something about it, yet Sombra’s raid stopped her before she could begin.

“I’m still hurt from your attack on me princess. If you ask for forgiveness I’ll make today's experience…slightly more enjoyable than the previous night…” He told her as his horn flared up and Luna heard the sound of chains rattling above.

Directing her eyes upward, her grin left her face as the chain holding her in place gave out, letting her fall to the floor. As she landed she winced from the feeling of her numb forelegs hitting the floor like cooked spaghetti. She would have grunted in pain but all forms of talking had been stripped from her.

“Does that feel better my princess?” Sombra mocked as he started to circle her body before stopping at her behind. As his eyes locked onto her royal backside, his depraved mind started to fill with many wondrous thoughts of how he would enjoy it.

Luna could feel his insidious eyes on her rear and she tried to move herself so he couldn’t look at it. Unlike Celestia she refused to give into his demands very easily. Most of the time she would spit in his face and tell him to ‘fornicate thyself’ or simply ignore him. Sadly those had little effects on him and he just smiled at her attempts to anger him.

Sombra didn’t care for her unruly attitude, but enjoyed seeing her struggle helplessly. It’s a reason he preferred Luna over Celestia. He could easily prove his dominance over both mares but doing it to Luna felt like an achievement in its own right. He could easily control her mind but Sombra wanted to take a different approach with her. Raping her into submission would be something big, but he had another idea.

“Mhm, seems even when you’re tired, you still defy me. Maybe you’re not as hopeless as your sister is,” He spoke as he flared his horn up.

Before Luna could react to his spell, a dark tentacle came from out of the floor and wrapped around her neck, keeping her pinned down. Luna winced and her face twisted into a very uncomfortable look as she found trying to move around only tightened the ethereal chain around her.

“Still, without your magic, you’re no better than a wife who can’t suck off her husband,” He told her letting his idea come to surface very briefly.

As powerful as Sombra was, there was one thing he lacked and wanted the most. Courtship. He was a ruler of an empire and soon to be ruler of all of Equestria. He could have any mare he wanted in all the land but with the capture of the princesses he had found the one he wanted. She just didn’t know it yet.

“Wouldn’t you agree?” He said, taking the mute spell off of her. For a brief second Luna felt a tingling in her throat and felt her voice return to her.

“We rather fellatio a mule than thyself,” Luna protested in a very weak voice. Sombra simply chuckled at her defiance and walked in front of her. Lowering his head to her level, he smiled at her.

Sombra ignored her way of addressing him. The way of speaking she used was something Equestria and even the empire was slowly outgrowing, yet still used by many. It would be a good few years before ponies started adapting to the newest style of speech and something told Sombra that Luna would be stuck in her old ways of speaking for a long time.

“So you wish to serve a mule? Wouldn’t that be fun to watch…my most prized possession taken to my throne room just so mules could have they their way with you,” The mere thought of Luna being in the middle of an orgy of donkeys made Sombra’s sheathed penis twitch.

“We are not your prize, knave!” Luna answered back, forcing her voice to go louder.

“Hmm, I’m afraid you’re right my princess…” Getting back up he circled around to her ass. “You are my toy, a toy I can break at any time or add to my ever growing collection in my room.” Putting his hoof under her tail, he pushed it up and smiled seeing the little bit of pink against her dark blue fur. Luna tensed up and was ready to speak her mind, but Sombra conjured up the spell and muted her.

“Mhm, your backside is much more presentable than your sisters,” He told her as he licked his chops.

He was speaking true as he started to compare both sisters to each other. He knew Celestia was the elder yet the age difference was something he would never know of. While Celestia was tall and majestic, Luna was the same size as the average mare. If it wasn’t for her status and alicorn blood, she could easily blend in with regular society as a normal pony.

“I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy you more than Celestia.” Sombra felt the cold greet his erection as it slowly started to come out of its sheathe. “Your younger body makes you much more wanting than your horse of a sister. So much so I think I’ll have my way with you here and now.”

Hearing him tell her of his desire to rape her on the spot, Luna bucked her back leg and sent her hoof right into his growing erection. Sombra grunted out in pain and buckled to the floor, holding his throbbing erection in his hooves.

“Foal sucking…grahhh!” Sombra groaned out in anger and pain as he pulled himself away from her. If Luna could turn and laugh at him, she would have. For her, the pain he would inflict on her for her actions couldn’t compare to the feeling of kicking his stallionhood.

“Hehhh…heheh, not as hard as your first but just as painful,” Sombra rasped out as he pulled himself back up. “A proper wife knows when to put her husband in his place for his rushed actions. You may just be proper wife material.”

Flaring up his horn he brought two more black tentacles out of the cement and wrapped them around her back legs, spreading them apart. Luna tried to struggle against the spell but his magic keep her legs steadfast and her perfect cunt in view. Cut off from all forms of movement, Luna screamed noiselessly at her captor. She wished she could see his face and spit at it, making him know forever that she would never bend over with consent.

“However a wife should know her limits and obey his every word,” Sombra regained his same position before and started to rise on his back legs while placing his front ones against her cutie mark.

Moving his hoof to her private’s, Sombra raked his hoof across it, hoping to elicit some kind of moisture from her. Luna fidgeted as much as her body could yet she knew nothing would come of it. She was locked in place, on display for a lecherous stallion who had no right to touch her.

“Dry as usual…well since I’m not very busy today…” He said as he pulled himself back down, letting his eyes be level with her hole.

Luna waited for him to finish his sentence, but only gasped noiselessly as she felt his cold nose get pressed between her thighs. Sniffing like a dog, Sombra took in her scent and smiled and stuck out his tongue to lap at her. His tongue was like a wet rag for Luna. It was slightly rough and very wet, making her sick that it was lapping at her. Pushing his face deeper into her backside, Sombra started nipping at her delicate skin, making her fidget more. He was sure he could taste a bit of his own seed still stuck inside of her, but ignored the saltiness.

“Grahhh, you taste delicious my pet,” Sombra said quietly as he found his erection fully erect and ready to go.

Luna only grimaced and stopped moving completely. She was too fatigued to struggle against him and knew it was a fool’s endeavour. Suffice with the wetness on her, Sombra pulled away and got ready to pull himself up again, until he noticed she was low enough that he could simply cover over her body and rut her like a proper stallion. It was much preferred considering he hated holding himself on two legs. Creeping his body over hers, he lined his erection up, pressing the head of it against her folds. Resting his head against the metal on her back, Luna could feel his hot breath reaching the area just above the metal.

“Are you scared you’ll enjoy it princess? Your sister had the same problem with me this morning.”

Luna tensed up hearing he had already defiled her sister.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get my leftovers.” Sombra moved his mouth to the side of her face and started to speak in a lower tone. “Besides, it’s what you’re used to anyway.”

Luna snarled at him and started to fidget again under his weight. Sombra knew he hit a sore spot on her.

“It must anger you to be the younger sibling. Forced to listen to your elder and having any sort of claim pushed away. Always under-appreciated and never taken seriously. People only listen to you when you address them with your voice. When you address them they fear you and become wary of you.” Sombra moved his mouth to the back of her ear and nuzzled her.

Luna jerked her head as much as it could move, making his mouth touch only air.

“Mhm, makes one wonder if they hate you as well…Have you ever wondered why ponies sleep at night?”

Luna wasn’t sure where he was getting at. She knew her night was when ponies rested, safely under the protection of the night.

“Do you wonder why no ponies wander about after the sun is settled? They fear the night and its princess. They lock their doors and shut their blinds, thinking they’ll get devoured by any creatures that come out.” Sombra moved his mouth back to her ear and nuzzled it again.

“It’s sad to know that ponies don’t notice the beauty that your night holds. Seeing the moon caress the frozen tundra is a truly beautiful sight.” Sombra quickly moved his mouth away and lit up his horn.

Much to Luna’s surprise she felt the corset around her body slowly starting to unbuckle before it left her body, getting tossed to the corner of the dungeon. She didn’t move her body as at all but after a few seconds of silence she slowly opened her wings, sighing gently as the stiffness left her. Bringing his face to her sweaty back, Sombra nuzzled it almost like a mother would treat her child. For Luna it was a mix of relief and utter disgust.

“Ponies don’t know the beauty of the night until they’ve experienced it first hand,”

Luna wasn’t stupid to what he was trying. She could almost taste the venomous honey leaving his mouth, trying to fill her mind with false promises. For now she would play the under-appreciated princess and listen.

“It’s not right that Celestia’s subjects enjoy the day and sleep away the night. On certain nights I see stars moving into position to form constellations. Why do you do it when you know no one will see them?” Sombra removed the mute spell.

Luna found her voice returned to her and yet there was no point in voicing her discomfort, she had realized. Parts of his words were very true indeed. Ponies slept the night away ignoring all of its beauties.

Sombra ran his hooves up and down her body, massaging her gently. It was like he was trying to calm her down, acting as if he cared about her comfort. For a brief second Luna was sure he was being sincere in his words and actions but she quickly remembered who he was.

“We won’t listen to your lecherous words! Our children sleep safely under the night sky and Celestia tells us lots of ponies enjoy the wonders of the night!” Luna answered back.

“Celestia tells you that? She only tells you those lies to keep you in check. When I took over the castle I found documents that all royal meetings take place during the day while you rest; signed by only her. She hides you away thinking you’ll embarrass her in front of the nobles.”

Luna knew that was true, save for the part of her being an embarrassment. Yet thinking of it made Luna question it. Why did Celestia never let meetings happen at night, and most of the time when Luna went to the meetings she barely uttered a word.

“It’s a shame she thinks that, maybe she’s worried a beautiful mare like you will earn their favors,” Sombra spoke as one of his hooves found its way to her face. In a gentle motion Sombra rubbed her cheek, providing it with a light and very sensual touch.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered in her ear. His words sounded emotionless and dull. “It’s seems such a waste to have you rot down here with your sister. You deserve to rule while she sits on the side and watches.”

Again Luna felt his words spoke some sort of truth to her. He sounded sincere and though his words sounded venomous, she couldn’t help but let them sink into her.

“I could give you that honor Luna,” Luna felt his back legs adjust a bit, letting her know he was able to put it in her.

“You could be a proper ruler, no longer living in the shadow of Celestia. The empire and Equestria would be yours to rule with a husband at your side. Ponies could see the beautiful princess of the night in all her glory while her weak minded sister sat by your throne, regretting never letting you have more power than she allowed,” Sombra got ready to thrust.

“You could enjoy…this.”

Luna’s breath was cut short as she felt his member get shoved into her. His earlier lapping helped, but she was still dry as bone.

“Instead of being stuck in this hole…” Sombra bared his teeth and gave his body a sharp push forward. “You could enjoy this in a proper bed!” Luna winced from the sharp pain that came from it.

“Tis a lie!” She snapped at him, not wanting to hear his lies.

“My princess, I only speak the truth to you. If you were to agree to my hoof in marriage, then power, real power, would be yours.” Pulling back slightly he braced his legs better and pushed harder, sending another inch of it in. Luna cringed and bit down hard on her bottom lip.

“We won’t listen to your lies,”

“Why would I lie to a beautiful creature like you?” He pushed hard into her again. Out of instinct her head tried to move up, only to have the magic keep it pinned. She hated it, and only felt like a common whore bending over for him.

The spit around her pussy was starting to dry slightly, yet Luna knew she was going to get wet herself. It was an undeniable truth, and one she hated. She prayed that her body would disobey its proper course, making him fuck her dry. He would finish faster and Luna could be alone and away from him.

“It’s what you are, you deceive those around you, and have your way with them!” Luna answered back, letting her own words get coated with poison. “We rather be treated like a whorse than rule beside you.”

Much to her surprise and relief, Sombra paused letting his warm body rest against hers.

“So, you’d rather live as trash,” Sombra opened his maw and grabbed a mouthful of her blue mane and tugged hard at it. Luna winced from the lack of movement on her neck and groaned with pain. “It must be a fetish for you then, being the weaker sibling, always doing what big sister says. You don’t want to rule; no, you just want to be a submissive bitch!” He grunted as he buried himself properly.

Luna groaned from the sharp pain but felt something else. She could feel a bit of wetness starting to build around his shaft. She could feel it, and she hated herself for it. An all-powerful being like her, having her body submit to the lowest of desires. She wished the timing of it wasn’t at that moment. Sombra let go of her mane.

“Damnation,” Luna thought in her own mind.

“Well, seems you really want to be a submissive bitch then,” Sombra’s expression slowly twisted around as he felt her wet insides starting to coat his dick. “I’ll grant you that pleasure then whore.”

“We don’t want it!” She objected to his words.

“Whores have no right to speak,” With those words he put the spell back on her.

Luna tried to protested but the familiar tingle of her throat told her she wasn’t saying anything. Resting her neck she pressed her face against the cold floor and just took it.

“I offer you power and you push it away from me,” He said as he started to gently yet erratically rock his body, letting his erection slowly slip out before going back in.

Once he got into a proper pace, his eyes locked onto her horn. Much like Celestia, Sombra cast a spell on it, making dark shards jut out of it, preventing any sort of magic to leave it.

“If you agreed to marriage,” he said, quietly “You would enjoy…this.”

For a brief second she wondered what he meant until she felt his tongue. She tensed up as his wet tongue danced across her horn, stopping right before the crystals. Luna’s eyes fluttered as she felt a rush of magic surge through her horn, only to come to a stop half way. If those wretched crystals were gone, the room would have light up in a small spark of magic.

“I know how you feel right now princess,” Sombra gloated taking brief pauses to speak to her. “Your body is tingling with the sensation you just felt. No matter how old or magically gifted you are, having your horn touched turns you into a quivering and moaning wreck.” If Luna had control of her voice, she would have had to stifle a moan that escaped from her throat.

Sombra licked again, making her move her head slightly to accommodate it. There was no denying that it felt good, and it made Luna feel weaker, and more wet.

“Does it feel great my princess? I can tell you’re enjoying it,” Sombra grunted finding his erection starting to get more wet, thanks to her. Luna protested and shook her head. She refused to give him the benefit of the doubt.

“You’re a poor liar princess,” He told her pulling away, leaving her with a slightly empty feeling. “But you won’t get the chance to enjoy it properly.”

Sombra refocused his attention on rutting her backside. He had given her a taste of pleasure and was going to leave her wanting more of it.

Luna panted slightly and felt her heart rate picking up very quickly. The pleasure her horn just felt kept the bit of magic stuck in the base of it, making her head hurt and her cunt feel more wet. She hated feeling wet.

Sombra noticed her slightly increased arousal and put more effort into thrusting his dick inside of her. The wetness from her started to leak out of her pussy, making the fur near the bottom of his shaft sticky. Every connection of his hips to her ass, a wet slap echoed out through the hollow dungeon. She couldn’t deny his loathed member felt good, nor would she ever admit it to him.

Eventually, Sombra found his regular rhythm slowing, becoming more spastic, signaling he was getting closer and closer to finishing up. Moving his face from her horn to her ear, Sombra nibbled on the tip of it. Luna tensed up, her once cold body becoming extremely hot and bothered by the copious amounts of sex. She hated it. As much as her body loved the unwanted attention, her mind refused to enjoy any of the mental abuse he was keen on giving her. She wouldn’t give into his stupid proposal, yet part of her wanted to enjoy the idea of power over her sister. That part of her she feared would turn her into something else as time went on, growing weaker from the abuse and promise of greater power. She knew she was envious of her sister’s power and for a brief amount of time during her time with Sombra, she wanted to surpass her.

Moving his body upward, Sombra pressed his hooves against her shoulders, pushing her body down to the point it hurt her spine. She could tell he was getting close himself thanks to his feverish grunts. Shamefully the idea of him ending soon aroused her, making her walls tighten around him.

“Grahhhhh, you truly are better than Celestia,” His voice became more of a whiny than his usual low tone. “Yet if you wouldn’t agree to my proposal by choice, then I may have to leave it in…”

Luna’s eyes went wide as she knew the implications of his words.
“No! Don’t you dare defile my womb more than you have!” She screamed in her mind, fearing the thought of baring his bastard child.

Equestrian laws showed that mares who bare the children of stallions would be forced into marriage. An act of sex was a bonding act, and only shared between those who truly cared for each other. The only exception to this rule was interspecies were not allowed to marry, considering children couldn’t be born from two different races. Yet like most laws ever made, ponies and other sapient races abused it. Men and women alike would prey on their opposites, forcing marriage upon those who wanted it, and in some extreme cases bigotry would be a result of it. Given Sombra’s actions he could force both Luna and Celestia to marry, yet he had no love for stupid laws. He only sought to use her own laws to put fear in her mind, successfully breaking a mental barrier inside of her.

“Anything but inside!” Luna’s frantic mind tried to think of something, anything to stop him. The only part of her body that was free was her front legs, yet trying to move them made Luna feel like a filly learning to walk for the first time. Her eyes darted around the room looking for something to grab and hit him with. Nothing.

For a brief second Sombra slowed down to adjust his body slightly before he started up again. That time going faster and using shorter thrusts. She knew he was getting closer and with little to no room she shifted her torso and flapped her wings vigorously in a vain effort to escape.

“Do you fear the idea of a child that much princess?” Sombra grunted with pleasure seeing her frantically try to get away. He took the spell off her throat to hear her beg.

“Please! Don’t desecrate our womb! We refuse to carry your bastard child!” She shouted letting all her energy transfer into her voice, letting it resound in the dungeon to the cells. Her voice was loud yet carried the tone of a plea of mercy.

Down in the dungeon area, sobbing ponies stopped and listened to the voice that just spoke up. Celestia heard it too and only grimaced, knowing she couldn’t do anything at all.

Sombra only smiled and kept going. He could feel his breathing quickening and felt his body shift to autopilot. He wasn’t going to stop and he wasn’t going to pull out.

“Pull out! We won’t carry your child!” She bellowed out before quieting down. “Please…Don’t do this to me.” Luna wanted to cry and curse her own law. She was the one who brought the law to Celestia in hopes it would make the country more peaceful. Now she hated herself for it. The same law that was used to bring order into the country was being used against her.

“Agree to marriage and I’ll pull out!” Sombra grunted, getting dangerously close to finishing off.

For a long yet very brief second she actually planned on saying yes to him until she felt his member spasm inside of her. She knew that whatever answer she gave, it was too late. Going silent she waited for it to happen.

“F-fuck too soon!” Sombra said to himself as he felt his will give out, firing the first shot of his labor. Only a few extra seconds and he would have had her.

Luna closed her teary eyes and tried to shut out the feeling of his warm seed invading her body. She was used to feeling his seed coat her ass but that luxury didn’t exist today for her. She felt every inch, every strand go into her. The worst feeling wasn’t that but knowing her inner walls were squeezing his dick, drawing everything deeper into her womb.

Sombra didn’t stop his body, letting his orgasm ride out as much as he could before he went soft. He didn’t put much into her, thanks to his earlier enjoyment but it was enough to make her feel full. Once it was done he slowly pulled himself out and stepped back, breathing exhausted sighs as he looked on at his handy work. Dropping the spell around her legs and neck, Luna fell to the cold floor with an almost dead look in her eyes. She could feel his seed moving inside of her, traveling deeper into her. Even with her body free, she had no will to move at all.

“Hmm, wonder if that is enough to get you pregnant,” Sombra mocked feeling pride in his actions as he watched his seed travel out of her hole and onto the cement below.

As Sombra moved away from her body, he flared his horn up and clasped her front hooves in chains before yanking her back into the air. Luna winced as her body went back up but she stayed still, keeping her eyes trained on the floor.

“You’ll give in eventually dear princess,” He told her as he turned his attention to the corset in the corner, ”You’ll break under the strain of everything. Be it days, weeks, or months, you’ll accept my proposal and once you do, you’ll curse yourself for not doing it sooner. If you happen to get pregnant, heheh, I look forward to making the wedding regardless,” Sombra’s eyes caught the sight of his seed dripping out of her abused cunt to the floor below.

He could do nothing but smile at his handy work. If any mare were to get pregnant by him, he would prefer it was Luna. If it was her then Sombra could gloat about how Celestia failed her little sister and raise the child thinking his mother passed away at birth. Once he was old enough, he would let him sample the castle’s finest treasures. It was a fascinating idea but he had other ideas he could try with them. His dark mind had thought about public orgies with them or even yearly celebrations where they could go on display for the empire.

A summer sun celebration and a winter moon celebration, the day regular citizens could enjoy their bodies freely, thanks to him. They would fear him and worship him for being a malevolent ruler, yet praise him for letting them defile the mares that forfeited their freedom. They thought it was bad for them now; sadly it was only going to get worse…

Author's Note

Commander Blaze is the OC of BlazeDasherut