Accursed Union

Chrysalis Desire
Chrysalis tossed and turned on the bed just as Sombra had left the room. She didn't want to admit it but in a way she DID enjoy the idea of Sombra watching her getting off. Like him ever since the Mane Six had thwarted her attempt to seize power, she hadn't had a decent feeding of a male's "love." Her mind wandered back to those nights milking Shinning Armor's swollen pendulous testicles for every sweet and salty drop. Chysallis wondered if he ever asked Cadence to do the things with him she had. It was amusing given how reserved and prudent the real Cadence is. Of course in public Chrysalis had simply siphoned some of his love from him by magic, but privately in the royal bedchambers? Oh she made him shriek like a mare, and often treated him like one.

In the guise of his beloved she glared at him devilishly with a lusty gleam in her eye, he looked at what "Cadence" had asked of him for this session.

"Uhh I don't know about this Cadence" He said rubbing behind his head with a hoof, I mean I know I said Flash Century and I experimented with some Stallion on Stallion play back in your Academy days but we never went this far. He said this because the pink Allicorn stood over him with a big black strap-on around her waist. The toy was dripping wet with lube to ease its way into Shinning Armor's tight virgin hole.

"Oh come now you big foal, how do you know you won't enjoy it until you try it?...what's the matter? Not stallion enough?" She said as she pressed the rubber toy to his own stallion-hood and running it over his balls to press the head against the tight star of his asshole, prompting the stallion to moan softly feeling the tip just spreading him open for the first time. "Does my big strong guard captain feel like being the mare tonight?" she asked using her magic to give his balls a painful squeeze before using it on his shaft.

"Yes cadence I'm the mare! I'm the mare!" he said and bent over with his tail raised, Chrysalis/cadence rode him good that night and drained the now either very confused or possibly very bisexual stallion for everything he was worth.

Now after being underfed for so long, the Changeling queen had a different idea on harnessing love from the big bad stallion that had a naughty mind to watch her while she got herself off. With shinning; she had a feeling he was more the submissive one, she even wondered if he was really hiding something in marrying a mare, but Sombra? She could already imagine his strong and powerful stature holding her down and forcing himself on her again and again. She tossed and turned in her sheets as images of that stallion doing all sorts of rough and wild rutting to her. That was a sort of love she craved but had never been around a stallion, stallion enough to give it to her like that.

"Damn you Sombra!" She hissed as her hoof was shoved hard into the folds of her aroused flower, with her pores filling the room with a powerful pheromone scent that would drive any male (or female) wild with a desire to mate with her if they smelled it. "Why can't I get you out of my head if i can't stand the thought of you ogling me without my permission?" The confused queen withdrew her hoof and did her best to get the thought of him from her mind, but it all came back to her desire to be satisfied.

He was bound like a fly in a web of her green gooey silk; he struggled at his bonds and looked around in a mix of anger and fear."Who dares kidnap the great and terrible King Sombra!" he demands at the surrounding darkness. out from the shadows she trots; a tiny blue micro thong around her flanks and a blue bra with tear drop cups (though there's nothing to cover) around her chest, she rears up on her back hooves and smirks at him, a black royal robe with green fur trim around her shamelessly open as she licks her lips hungrily.

"Oh come now Sombra, is that anyway to show my Changelings gratitude for my hospitality?" She says running her tongue over his muzzle, feeling around for some ''love.'' he accepts her tongue feeling a throbbing in his bound loins, she gives his neck a soft suckle as she spins the web around making him upside down. She brings his mouth to her own loins as her's meets his sheath. "Now service your queen Sombra, and I may return the favor." She said giving the shaft a soft kiss as he did the same to her clit.

She woke from her daze, hoof dripping from her actions. She got out of her bed and paced the room, wondering why she felt this way after nearly killing him for looking and threatening him if he ever did it again.

At Dinner
The three half rotted witches took their seats at the table across from the Cat woman at the long table set with food, the table had a spread fitting the unique tastes of all that been invited to the castle that evening, so it made for an...interesting arrangement. "So I see That Mr. Tirek had an eye to give you, all your parts back," the portly Reeka said to Catrina, taking a bite of her roasted rat and frog legs on moldy rye bread."

"Well I do have a necromancer's mechanical heart ticking in my chest, those have been know to restore better than standard resurrection spells." The cat lady said preferring to help herself to a filet of seared swordfish, with a pâté de foie gras and white dry wine. Very contradictory to the Garbage Pail Kids style assortment of stomach churning eats the witches wanted. Tirek himself sat at one end, and smiled as he passed her a flagon filled with a green sludge like brew, unappealing to look at but its effects where to die for.

"My lady, I have an ample supply of the Youth-Grass juice you so desired once, why are you not partaking in drinking some?" He asked inching the flagon to her.

"No!" She shrieked before trying to gain her composure , "I mean, I appreciate the offer Lord Tirek, really I do, but that....that's not me anymore. I got off this stuff a long time ago and died all the more happy for it." She said nervously spearing one of the witches own plates of steamed rhino beetle and crunching it her teeth, by the time she realized what it was she was eating, she coughed and hacked violently, and took a wine bottle in her lips and chugged it like a young one at some party going wild on the drinks, just to get the rancid bug taste out her lips.

"That's just it Catrinia, You DIED from being rid of your taste for something as wondrous as the juice of Youth-Grass, all because of the ponies making you think increasing you beauty and longevity by such means was...unnatural." He said holding the green brew under nose, the smell enticing the feline to take a sip.

'No...I don't want this,' her mind screamed only for her lips to say, "Well...maybe a little wouldn't hurt." and the feline took a drink, the grean ooze making the lines in her face and grey in her blonde hair return to vibrant blonde.

"Hey! We're the one falling apart over here!" Hydia Said as her eyeball fell into her bowl of warts and toadstool soup. "We're the ones in need of something to keep us together!" She snapped fishing the eye from the bowl and popping it back into her head.

"Patience madame Hydia, all in due time." Tirek said amused at the way the three humans kept going to pieces.

Sombra's Desire.

He looked at the still hard lance that had shot from between his legs, the desire to satisfy even by himself still just as strong as ever, but he would have given anything to have been able to relive his pent up urge on something other than his hoof. "Oh Chrysalis, if you need love so badly, you only need to ask." He said as he ran his hoof to the long stallion hood almost...reluctantly. His mind racked with the idea of her long tongue flailing into his muzzle and locking with his. Their kiss raw a carnal urge to have her all to himself. 'she nearly suffoacted me for watching her, why am I still thinking of her? could It be that I was turned on by her getting rough? Borderline violent with me?' he though to himself as an assortment of fantasies ran through his depraved mind.

He had her on her hooves with a rag gagging her muzzle; her fore hooves and back hooves tied at the joints. she looks back at him with her green eyes burning with a desire to be his queen, in title and "Royal duty." Her eyes seen to say for her gagged mouth ''Take me Sombra, and don't you dare be gentle with me.'' He shut his eyes shutting himself off from his bed room as he pumped himself and began to sweat as he bit his lip from the slight pain at how hard his grip was getting. Now he had Chysallis in a short pleated (and fittingly ragged a bit) Skirt and torn white blouse, the bedraggled state of the outfit fitting her desire to have her things be worn and ugly so her body could stay beautiful. She bent over and lifted the skirt exposing her round firm flanks for him. "Oh my love?" she said giving her flanks a sway for him. "I've been a very naughty girl sombra, I need my king to punish me for being such a naughty queen." He was only to happy to oblige as his horn leviatated a ruller beside her flanks and raised up, only to smack the sides of her flanks with a loud *SMACK!* As the changeling mare gasped and moaned in delight as he spanked her with his ruler.

"Yes...YES! Take it my queen, show me that famous Changeling stamina and endurance he said between gritted teeth his pole of muscle about to burst." Just before he could he heard a knock at his door. prompting his eyes to fly open and his hoof to fly from his shaft, he got from the bed to his hooves at attention. "Ahh! what is IT!? what did I say about interrupting me in my chambers?!" He yelled at the door cursing whoever it was on the other side.

"King Sombra?" A voice possibly one of Tirek's Goblins said behind the door. "Our guests are here and accounted for, you're wanted at dinner." The voice was silent for a few before it added a remark of, "and dreadfully sorry for interrupting your wank sire." The King sighed and lay back on his bed, his shaft still dripping his seed as it deflated with the pent up engorgment of being banished for so long receeding.

"Tell him I"ll be down in a few...and this never happened." He added as the voice faded down the hall with what was clearly laughter.