Superiority

From this point on, Rarity opened the door to more of a relationship with Sombra. He took her out to art galleries, which Rarity very rarely could assist before and always as an outsider, but it was quite different when she was attending the opening galas where all the right people were and the expensive wine flowed. King Sombra took her to exotic restaurants, to live shows of all kind that fascinated her, and to parties among powerful and interesting people. She didn’t worry about bumping into anyone she knew, because it was like a whole new world, and neither Spike or any of their friends could afford to be in any of the places her King took her.

Now it was more like a second relationship, where Rarity and Sombra would go out to do interesting things talking about their passions, their dreams and their lives. And always after long heart to heart talks, then they would go back to his palace and fuck for ages. Sometimes they would fuck at other places too, and they still attended the threesomes and sex parties that they used to before. It was a new kind of relationship for Rarity, where the sex was not only incredible, but always present in everything they did. He would touch her any way he liked even when they were out, and she would covertly stroke his cock, underneath tables or wherever she could get away with it. Sometimes it was simply a matter of the way she stood in front of him but would back into him to press her perfect ass into him.

It was a little harder to balance the time between her world with Spike, which she still somewhat liked for its relaxed, simple qualities, and the new relationship with Sombra because her dates with him now varied more in when they happened. However, she managed to keep it straight. She also left her job attending the boutique, as she now felt it was beneath her, and she only took designing jobs for very exclusive and wealthy clients. She didn’t tell Spike about cutting back on her work, though, so she was able to keep going out on the pretense of working when she wasn’t.

Since she was working so much less, one a few occasions she even used the excuse of saying she was going to work even when she wasn’t going to see Sombra. Now she knew a few places to go, exclusive small cafes and bars, where she was known and treated with the deference of a Queen. She would sometimes go to these places just to enjoy herself, and get away from Spike.

One evening, she left to go out to just sit at an upscale bar and enjoy men hitting on her and turning them down. In the past, she turned men down by declaring her love for her husband. Now she enjoyed stringing men along and then leaving them disappointed. She liked to think of cruel ways to dismiss them. On this one night, she told Spike, who was staying at home, that she was going to a short shift at the boutique. However, she got half way to the bar, and realized she didn’t have her cell phone. She didn’t like to be without it in case Sombra called, so she decided to head back to the apartment. She figured she would tell Spike some lie about needing some information from her contact list in her phone for work or something. It had become second nature and so very easy lying to Spike.

When she got home, she entered the apartment without saying anything, and, without really thinking about it, she happened to not make much noise. She went into the bedroom where she thought her phone might be, and when she opened the door to the darkened room, she gasped. She saw Spike on the bed with his pants down around his knees, and he was masturbating. Or at least, he was until the moment she stepped in the room.

“Oh my god,” Rarity said, not sure if she was amused or what.

“Oh shit,” Spike said and he scrambled to get his pants up over his hard penis and simultaneously stand up, but because of the panic, he stumbled a bit and while he was able to get to the side of the bed and pull his pants up a little way, his penis was still exposed.

“No, wait,” Rarity said, and she walked over to sit beside him on the bed. “Stop. It’s okay.”

“I’m so embarrassed,” Spike said.

“Don’t be,” Rarity said. There was a long pause. “Do you do this a lot?” Rarity asked. Spike looked down and apparently didn’t want to get into it. “Please don’t be embarrassed,” Rarity went on. It’s okay, really. I actually like that you’re doing this.” Spike looked up, surprised.

“What?” He asked. “You do? Why?”

“Well,” Rarity said with a smile, “I bet it’s me you’re thinking about.” Spike blushed. She knew that he would never think about anyone else. He nodded as a response. “Do you do this a lot, when I’m not around? Do you do this when I’m out?” Again, Spike nodded. “I like that you want me this much. I want you to keep going,” Rarity said, and as she did, she had her hands in her lap so when she brought her shoulders forward, it caused her huge breasts to be pushed out to display them in all their glory to Spike. He took the cue and stared down into her cavernous cleavage.

“Really?” Spike asked.

“Yes,” Rarity responded, swaying her body just a little so that her breasts would jiggle. Almost unconsciously, as if hypnotized, Spike began stroking his rock hard penis again. “Just don’t get your hopes up that this is going to end up with sex. I’m not ready for that yet. But, I think I’m going to enjoy this too.” Spike was spanking off furiously now, and Rarity leaned in toward him a little more, making her show of her breasts to him a little more erotic. “I want you to tell me what you’re thinking about while you do this.”

“I,” Spike said, his voice slightly stuttered because of the jerking motion of his body and perhaps because of his excitement too, “I want you so bad, it drives me crazy. I want to put my cock between your tits and cum all over your face. I want you to rub your tits in my face. You’re so fucking hot, you’re the hottest woman in the world and I want to fucking rape you and fuck you hard god I need you so bad I fucking worship you you’re my goddess god please suck my cock put your perfect lips around my shaft I need it sobadfuckIcan’tlivewithoutyouyou’reafuckinggoddessyourmygoddessyou, you, you” Spike came, little spurts of semen shooting up onto his shirt and dribbling all over his hand. Rarity leaned over and kissed him on the forehead, like a mother comforting a child.

“Oh, Spikey Wikey,” she cooed. “I’m glad you shared that with me. From now on, I want to see you spanking off more. I want you to let me know when you’re going to do it.” Spike’s eyes were filled with love and happiness, seemingly completely elated that Rarity was sharing this moment with him.

Rarity jumped up because she suddenly found she was so turned on she just had to see her King. She made a quick excuse about having to get back to work and rushed out the door. She phoned Sombra and he sent his limousine out for her immediately.

When she got to his palace, she found him in his living room, with a naked woman with blue hair and huge tits hanging from a rope in the ceiling, and two other slaves waiting in attendance to the King. He had a riding crop and was whipping the woman hanging from the ceiling. This wasn’t entirely unusual for him though, so Rarity didn’t really think about it as she rushed in and began kissing her man passionately and stroking his cock under his casual red pants. If she had thought about it, she might have recognized the suspended girl as his slave Crystal, who was probably being punished for some kind of mistake.

“This is unusual,” Sombra said, “for you to be so spontaneous.” Rarity had started to undress, and was helping her King to undress too.

“I found my husband masturbating,” Rarity said without any subtlety, pulling out her King’s cock, “I made him spank off until he came. I don’t know why, but it just drove me crazy and I needed to come to you.” Rarity got down on her knees and began kissing and licking Sombra's member.

“Ah,” Sombra said, as if he knew exactly what was going on. “I think you do know what is going on, Rarity. I think it’s finally time for you to stop holding back and embrace who you really are.” Rarity looked up at King Sombra. His massive rod was stretching out her mouth, but her eyes showed confusion. She had been fucking this man for months now, letting him fuck her any way he wanted. She wondered how it was that she hadn’t already let out her wild side. “Come Rarity, stand up,” Sombra said, lifting Rarity to her feet. She was reluctant to let his cock out of her mouth, but she always obeyed her King. He turned her around so that she was facing the woman who was tied up. He placed the riding crop into her hand. “You can hurt this woman as much as you want. You are her superior. How does that make you feel?”

“I,” Rarity said, and she looked down at the riding crop contemplating it, “I like it, a little. I like having power over her. But,” Rarity said and she lowered the riding crop. “But what?” King Sombra asked. “But, she might not want to be whipped, but she wants to be dominated. In a way, she wants this, and so she doesn’t suffer as much. If it’s not real pain, then it’s not real power.”

“Ah,” Sombra said again, and he turned Rarity back around to face him. He took the riding crop from her hand and without looking behind him, passed it back to one of his slaves who dutifully took it from him. “There is no pain greater, no pain more true, no pain more real than the pain of one’s heart breaking. To tie someone up and whip them is easy. To make someone truly love you and then take that away from them, that takes real power.”

Rarity looked up at him with a puzzled look. Then it hit her like a freight train. She always knew she loved being desired. She loved rejecting men. She loved having power over the slaves and people in her King’s world. None of that, though, compared to how it felt to think about how her husband would be crushed by finding out how she had been betraying him for all this time. Knowing that he was at home pathetically spanking off while she was out having the best sex. That she was doing everything her husband would want but with another man. His heart would be shattered. And it would be because of her, because she decided it for him. It was the ultimate expression of one’s love for another, the moment when they say “I can’t live without you,” and to see that they mean it by watching their life crumble.

In this moment Rarity realized that what she had been searching for all this time, the feeling that she needed to make her climax, had been with her all along. She wanted to hurt people. She wanted to be evil, wicked and cruel. She wanted to be above morality and stupid rules for lesser people. She wanted to give in to her most sadistic desires and not feel the slightest bit guilty. King Sombra had shown her that this was possible.

And all this time, she was unknowingly constructing the perfect victim for her sadism, her own husband. He loved her so much, he was so devoted, that breaking his heart would be the most delicious act of cruelty to inaugurate the new Rarity.

If Rarity was excited when she came in the room, she was uncontrollable now. She practically attacked Sombra, pressing herself against him and kissing him passionately. She knocked him back onto a couch where they began fucking immediately. Rarity had thought she had already freed herself of all inhibitions so that she could climax as hard as possible, but here she found that she had not yet fully reached the heights of ecstasy. She came quickly, and came so hard she cried. They kept going, with Rarity riding a wave of orgasm that transcended all perception of reality. She was in another world. She screamed with abandon.

An hour later they collapsed together. Rarity was covered in the King ’s cum, and they were both exhausted. Everything felt different now. Rarity knew who she was.

“What do I do now?” Rarity asked.

“There are two ways to finish this,” her King said, at ease with the topic as if he were merely describing how to bake a cake, “one is to enjoy the lies and betrayal, to know what he doesn’t and enjoy getting away with it. The other is to expose it to him and watch his heart break.”

“I want both,” Rarity said without hesitation. She was not only not the slightest bit in doubt or guilty anymore, she was enthusiastic about it.

“Then we shall do things a little bit different from now on,” Sombra said. “The first step is that for the next little while, for as long as you want to enjoy it, when you are with your husband, you are going to be the perfect wife, so that he will love you all the more.”

“Even though I’m betraying him completely,” Rarity said, just because she liked hearing it out loud. She snuggled up a little tighter to the man she loved.

“King Sombra?” The suspended slave said, with an obvious ache in her voice indicating that having been tied up and neglected for so long her arms were hurting. Sombra and Rarity turned to look at her and the two slaves who they had completely forgotten about, even though they had been just a few yards away the whole time they were fucking. Then they looked at each other. The moment was another reminder of the power they had, to be so completely at ease with not having consideration for other people that they could just forget about a woman who was tied up, it seemed like a kind of completion of the realization Rarity had just had about her status in this world. They both laughed, and continued to take their time at their leisure.

The next day, after Spike went to work, the King came over to Spike and Rarity’s apartment for the first time. He looked out of place in his expensive suit in their average apartment, but his clothes didn’t stay on long. They were in Spike and Rarity’s bed, fucking, within minutes of his arrival.

“Tell me, Rarity, say it out loud,” King Sombra said, “how does it feel to be fucking another man in your husband’s bed?”

“Oh goooood!” Rarity moaned. “I love it! I can’t imagine how much it would hurt him if he walked in right now!” Rarity and Sombra laughed. They talked constantly about how pathetic it was that he was masturbating to his own wife, while she was fucking someone else. She mocked him for being too stupid to see how obvious it was that she was cheating on him. They laughed at him, and she loved every minute of it.

That night, she talked with Spike and convinced him to do things that she couldn’t believe he agreed to. He agreed to send her text messages letting her know when he was jerking off. She couldn’t believe a man would be so pathetic as to do such a thing, but she loved how she had so much power over him that she could get him to do it.

Rarity loved the excitement of risking being caught. Sombra came over regularly to fuck when Spike was out, and just leave before he came home. It was a regular part of their discussion to belittle and mock Spike as they fucked as well.

Sometimes, Spike would send text messages telling Rarity that he was jerking off thinking about her, she would show them to her lover and they would laugh while he fucked her all the harder for it. The contrast between Spike pathetically jerking off to her while she was having fantastic sex with another man was like a drug to Rarity. It made her climax all the more.

Later she introduced the idea of having him start masturbating before she went out, so that she would know he was tense with sexual frustration the whole time she was fucking her real man. King Sombra couldn’t believe a man would be so pussy whipped as to wait for his own wife in that state, and his mockery of Spike made Rarity happy and laugh.

They went on like this for weeks, and not only was Rarity enjoying her evil betrayal more and more, Spike, the pathetic chump, seemed to be happier and happier too. Rarity could see his heart swelling with more and more love for her.

As much as Rarity was enjoying being evil in this way, she knew that eventually, the real thrill would be in revealing to Spike what was happening. Sometimes she couldn’t believe that someone could be so cruel, and that that someone was her. It felt so good, though, to look at herself from an outside perspective and see what a wicked, nightmarish Rarity she had become.

Finally, she could wait no longer. The moment had arrived. She made arrangements with Sombra, and prepared the moment when she would completely crush Spike and savor every moment of it.

“I’m ready,” she said to Spike over dinner one night. Spike thought she meant she was ready to have sex with him. He would soon find out how wrong he was, and how wrong he had been all this time.