Shining Armor felt his wet mane stick to his forehead and the back of his neck. His body was dripping with water, his breath ragged and panting. Guards surrounded him on either side, none looking to him despite his panting, ragged breath and soaking wet fur dampening the halls behind him as they trotted along. He had long ago stopped trying to get their attention. When he looked into the corners of their eyes he could see nothing but ringlets of colors that plagued their mind with decisions far out of their control. They didn’t look to their captain when he called their name or even slow in their pace despite his heavy, exhausted breaths.
A bath, they told him. He needed a bath before meeting the King.
With every step Shining Armor took he was greeted with loud clanking and forced grunting from his own lungs. Around all four of his limbs and attached to his neck lay shackles that bound him. The chains between his hind and front legs connected together, the one around his neck simply ending at the hoof of the royal guard in front who pulled him along. Through the silent castle his steps were simply noisy to the point they gave him a headache.
However, the stallion had to admit that a headache was at least a mild distraction to his current situation. Between his legs he could feel his member sway with every step. How long had it been so… hard. The days had been blurring together deep in the basements of the castle. Once home to nothing but a never ending amount of backup supplies of food and armor for the royal guards had been converted to a small, dark shelter where Shining had spent the entirety of the last several days. With nothing but the light of a candle changed only once a day and lit for no more than five hours Shining Armor had sat chained to the wall unable to do much more than squirm. With the few hours of light he was given he could see what had caused him so much torment. Even now wrapped around his cock laid a squirming, warm tendril of black smoke. It squeezed and stroked and caressed him day and night nonstop.
At first it had been almost pleasant, a strange… punishment, as the one who cursed him had put it. He felt it squeeze at his cock and slither up and down his shaft for hours on end, but after some time he realized that he simply couldn’t release at the hand of the tendril. Some other spell, no, a curse, must have been laid upon him. The tendril even now teased him and taunted him to release, but never let him. His breath had been panting for days. Last time he had been on the surface there were many more ponies… but now?
Bare, not a single pony in sight. When they passed a window he managed to get a brief glance into the gardens of the palace, yet couldn’t see the usual livelihood and bustling life that the gardens usually held. He had tried to question before what had happened to the other ponies, though he never got answers. He recognized the path he was forced to tread as the way to the front entrance of the throne room. Though where the princesses were now, he did not know. On his neck the shackle was tugged at, and Shining grunted through every step. His movement was limited horribly by the chains, but he was still dragged along.
Before them, closer and closer drew a large towering door at least twenty ponies tall in height. The once pink threads that traced around white were now black, a strange smoke not too dissimilar from the one that tormented the captain clung to the door. The leader of the guards that surrounded Shining Armor nodded his head, and his horn began to glow a bright red. The doors before them opened slowly and the carpet instantly bled black once through the entrance to the room. It was as if it were stained, the entire room causing Shining’s heart to beat faster simply by the sight of it. He pulled for less than half a second on the chains, though he was still pulled along.
When Shining gazed up and looked past the royal guard before him he laid his eyes upon the throne. Not Celestia or any of the other princesses were in the throne, but a single stallion with fur as dark as coal and a mane seemingly made of smoke itself by the way it flowed freely. The golden throne was now crimson, the same shade of the large red stallion who sat with all hooves tucked under his body at the end of the throne.
King Sombra had both his hooves up and placed firmly onto the back of Big Macintosh as if he were some sort of footstool. Shining Armor had seen him before, though he had much more fight in him last time. He recognized the stallion as the brother of one of Twilight’s friends, though he never met him personally. He was much more… obedient. When Shining squinted his eyes he saw the same ringlets that plagued the eyes of his guards was also on Big Macintosh. The red stallion did little more but stare ahead and not even glance to Shining Armor. Sombra ran his hind hooves slowly over Big Macintosh’s back and then over to the base of his tail, which was tied up with a roll of bandage that kept it from lowering.
“Sombra!” Shining Armor hissed. He could feel a push on his rump when the words left his mouth and suddenly he found his body hitting the floor. Though he heard the hooves of the guards surrounding him leave his side, he felt an immeasurable weight suddenly forced upon his body. He could only move his head, and he played it on the bottom of the first stair to stare up at Sombra. He couldn’t see any of Big Macintosh from this angle, but he could hear Sombra’s footsteps echo as he strolled down the stairs.
“Dismissed, men,” Sombra stated in a deep, firm voice. He paced back and forth so close to Shining. Several moments of silence passed where Shining simply panted at the feeling of the ghostly tendril squeezing his hardened cock. Hoofsteps faded and finally the sound of a door slamming shut hit his ears. Sombra chuckled and pressed his hoof to Shining’s lips.
“Back in the Crystal Kingdom, ponies used to get on their knees and kiss the hooves I walked on when they entered my throne room. Those who didn’t were punished, gravely. Such strange creatures you peasant ponies are. Simple minds so easily bent to my liking with a little spell.”
“Shut up!” Shining tried to snap his teeth and bite at Sombra’s hoof, but the king predicted this and pulled it away quickly.
“No no no, we can’t have that, can we, pet?” Sombra cooed the captain. His hoof was brought forward and began rubbing Shining Armor behind the ear. The captain felt his muscles tighten and voice grow when he was scratched and rubbed in the area. “I’m sure those shackles are awfully heavy. On top of your wet fur after your bath I’d say you might weigh a million pounds right now. He ran his hoof slowly up Shining’s head and to the tip of his hoof, past the shards of black that embedded themselves in Shining’s horn. “Big Macintosh loves his new leather collar. Much less stressful on the joints when you’re obedient like him. He makes a good hoofstool when we’re not having fun. He kisses my hooves all day long, worships the ground I walk on he does. I dare say he’s come to feel aroused by them, what a strange, simple minded earth pony.”
“I don’t wanna hear about your sick games!” Shining Armor tried to snap. He shook his head and tried in vain to stab Sombra’s hoof with his horn. “Where are the princes- ahhhh!” Shining suddenly felt the tendril around his cock squeeze tightly. Tighter and tighter it squeezed around his cock until he was positive his body would simply pop at the stress. His muscles tightened and his breath became trapped in his throat. “S-Stop it!” He cried.
“Oh, dear pet, tsk tsk tsk,” Sombra said while he shook his head. Shining Armor suddenly felt the weight lift from his body and be replaced with a sensation of weightlessness. The front half of his body was lifted into the air while the back half still sat motionless, the chain attached to the shackle around his neck was held delicately in King Sombra’s hoof. Shining felt Sombra grasp at his chin with a hoof and hold it firmly so he was unable to look away. “You still see yourself as that pathetic little captain, don’t you? Didn’t you learn anything during this last week in the dungeon?”
The hoof around his chin moved down his neck and chest. Shining gasped for breath between the tendril squeezing his cock. King Sombra squeezed the head of his cock.
“Ahh!” Shining Armor cried. The feeling of the tendril slowly slithered up Shining Armor’s cock. When Sombra brought his hoof back Shining Armor felt his body be released and hit to the floor, the shackles all clanking before he rolled onto his back and panted. His cock was so sore, so in need of release. He looked up to Sombra and panted desperately. The lack of sensation on his member seemed almost foreign at this point.
The tendril was in Sombra’s hoof, slinking around slowly as it wrapped around his leg and spiraled to his neck before blending into nothing more than a strand of his mane which he began to caress slowly while eying Shining’s cock.
“Your moans sound so delectable,” King Sombra sighed happily. “Though that pesky little spell must have not let you cum this entire time. Don’t worry, your cock will continue to stay hard. My little friend here was just to make sure you didn’t forget it.”
“S-Sombra, you bet-”
“No no no!” King Sombra planted his hoof onto Shining Armor’s mouth and shook his head. He stamped the ground with his free hoof and groaned loudly. “Why do you insist on being so naughty? How in this retched land of Equestria did I do this to a hundred ponies if one is so difficult? Ponies are supposed to be easy to break. They’re simple, they’re easy to manipulate!” His horn glowed again, but this time Shining Armor didn’t feel it affect his own body. Instead he heard a sudden gasp and suddenly Big Macintosh came with the pull of magic on his midriff to before Shining Armor. Sombra waved his hoof and suddenly Shining felt himself forced to his hooves, despite his panting breath and exhausted mind.
“Ponies break easily with a little encouragement!” King Sombra hissed. Big Macintosh stared up at his master and began wagging his tail slowly. It reminded Shining Armor of a dog excited for a treat. Sombra ran his hoof gently over Big Macintosh’s cheek, the workhorse still kneeling down before his master. Big Macintosh reached out his hooves to grasp Sombra’s hoof and began kissing it slowly, even licking it. “Tell me pet, who do you serve?”
“Master…” Big Macintosh moaned through his thick country accent. From the angle Shining Armor stood frozen at he could see the workhorse was rock solid. “Ah serve Master.”
“There, that’s more like it,” Sombra growled before glaring at Shining Armor. Big Macintosh squirmed eagerly and whimpered quietly when his master looked away from him, but he sat patiently simply kissing the soles of the King’s hooves. “This pet is so… eager to please,” He sounded almost sick at his own words. “It’s grown tiresome. A little hypnosis spell and you can have any simple minded buffoon like him cater to your every whim. I know it’s boring without a bit of fight, but you’re so… stubborn.”
The word sounded poison on Sombra’s tongue. He walked away from Big Macintosh, who sat patiently with eyes large and puppy dog-ish at the sight of his master wandering away from him. He wandered over to Shining, who was beginning to feel his limbs come back to his own control once more. Shining briefly considered striking the king, though he knew that if he tried it again he would likely be stopped… again. He bit into his cheek and let Sombra circle around him with the chained collar still in hoof.
“You, Shining Armor, my pet,” Sombra’s voice went back to delightfully sickened with his love of teasing the captain. He passed his tail over Shining’s neck and side when he passed before eventually stopping at his backside. “You have a strong will… for a pony, that is.” Sombra chuckled. He pressed his hoof against the base of Shining’s tail and brushed it aside to reveal his rump. “Such a soft body though… not nearly as solid and firm as Big Macintosh, here. I figured the captain of Equestria’s pitiful defense would be more of a solid fighter not such a… marshmallow.” He laughed loudly, but Shining bit his tongue. “Though I suppose your weeks of peace have led you to be more relaxed. Not to mention you’ve been eating nothing but apples for weeks in your little dungeon. How many times must we repeat this before you learn your lesson?”
The hoof of the king went down between Shining’s legs and squeezed gently at his belly. The sound of Sombra licking his lips was audible when he pulled at Shining’s shackle of a collar. He felt his breath grow stiff when Sombra traced his hoof slowly around Shining’s belly. Shining tightened his muscles and stood still, his lips threatening to smirk.
“Big Macintosh adores kissing and licking my hooves, did you know that, pet?” Sombra questioned. He squeezed his hoof to the chubbiest part of Shining Armor’s belly and began poking it rapidly. “It’s awfully ticklish, though. So eager, that one. I’ve had to punish him for degrading his master like that with the same treatment. Tell me, pet, are you ticklish on this soft little marshmallow belly as well?”
Shining Armor didn’t answer, instead chose to keep his body stiff and unmoving. If he didn’t breathe, he didn’t have to show weakness to the hoof teasing his belly.
“Sit down, pet,” Sombra hissed. Shining felt the weight overtake him again when he was forced to sit on his rump with his back leaning back and belly exposed. Sombra’s hoof never left his belly. He was still tracing his hoof in circles while he stared Shining hard in the eye. “A pet must be honest with their master, is that understood?”
“S-Sombra, b-bite me!” Shining Armor hissed. He tried to move his body and lash out at the king, though he found his limbs were all held hostage by the glowing green magic Sombra held. Sombra squeezed at his belly and sides, and even the head of his cock for the next several moments while slowly shaking his head.
“Oh, dear me,” Sombra sighed. “Is it time for a lesson already?”
In a flash of light something appeared before Shining Armor’s eyes. He blinked several times at the object waving before his eyes. A long, thick slender feather. Shining Armor swallowed hard when it was brought to Sombra’s lips. He held up his hoof to cover his mouth and whispered something to the feather before it began to move on it’s own. Shining watched the feather fall to his belly and begin to stroke slowly past his gut and belly button and up his cock, and then back. His belly and cock and even balls were met with the large feather’s treatment.
“Pfff… hehehehe, S-Sombra, stop it!” Shining Armor barked. Sombra glared at him with daggers and in another flash Shining founds his words blocked by something now in his mouth. Held by belt and large, red ball, a gag was strapped around Shining Armor’s mouth. His chin was grasped and through his now helpless, muffled giggling Sombra growled to him.
“Don’t you dare ever disobey me by lying to me, pet,” Sombra spat. Shining Armor did nothing but squirm and try to contain his muffled giggling. The feather was driving him mad faster than the tendril had on his cock. “And don’t address me by anything more than Master. If you do I’ll enchant this feather to tickle you non stop for a month, do you want that? Your soft little sissy belly tickled and stroked by bristles that will make you cry?”
Shining Armor frantically began shaking his head. Sombra smiled and stroked under his chin before his expression softened. He giggled and turned away.
“Good boy,” He said.
His attention turned to Big Macintosh, who was still waiting patiently with eyes wide through the hypnosis. “Come here, Mac,” He cooed. Big Macintosh eagerly got to his hooves with an excitable, wagging tail. He ran over to Sombra and excitedly awaited his orders. Sombra scratched under his chin and giggled like he was petting his new puppy. “Who is a good boy? Bark if you’re a good boy, Mac!”
“A-Arf!” Mac barked as if on command. Sombra grabbed him by the leash and kissed his cheek. “Arf!” Mac barked more confidently at his Master’s kiss.
“Show your new playmate your rump, boy.” Sombra pushed away Mac’s face and pushed him down to the floor with what looked like magic by the way Mac’s hooves glowed and pulled apart until Mac was laying with legs spread. He squirmed his body until Shining Armor had full view of Mac’s taint and entrance. His rump was big and wide, from muscle not fat. Sombra chuckled and laid a hoof on his left cheek before squeezing gently.
“Master is happy, pet,” Sombra stroked Mac’s rump slowly.
“Mfmmmhmhmm!” Shining still squirmed and whimpered at the feather that continued to tease him, forced to watch the show Mac so eagerly put on for him. He giggled and squirmed and felt his cock throb the more the feather traced over it.
In a flash of light Sombra summoned something that looked strange at first… the hand of a gryphon. It wasn’t real, of course. The hand was made entirely from magic, and glowed a bright, transparent black. The talons outstretched and soon planted the palm against Mac’s other cheek. Sombra pulled on his side and the gryphon hand did as well, and soon Mac’s entrance was fully exposed for Shining to see.
“If I had to list my downfalls, and there are few,” Sombra began. He didn’t seem to care that Shining could barely hear him over his giggling, he simply continued to monologue. “Is that it is very… difficult to stimulate such a great, eager rump with my own body. I dare not bring my tongue to the body of my subjects, that is for my pet’s alone to do to one another. Only the truly well behaved ones get so much as a kiss to the cheek. And these hooves are far too… bulky to really stimulate, I have to say.”
The gryphon talon raised a single index finger and slipped it into Mac’s entrance with ease.
“I must say though, these fingers Dragons and Gryphons posses truly do work wonders to stimulate.” Sombra giggled under the sound of Mac’s sudden moaning. “It is not disobedient to moan in pleasure at the stimulation, no,” Sombra looked to Shining Armor. “It is however disobedient to outright refuse the stimulation, do you understand?”
The finger began to push in and out of Mac’s hole, causing his entire body to squirm and shudder. He was panting loudly, again like a dog. Maybe the image was just in Shining Armor’s mind due to the fact that he was stillbarking.
“A-Arf… Arf!” Mac quietly moaned. Sombra tugged at Mac’s leash to keep him aware of his situation.
“Such a good boy,” Sombra cooed his pet. He scratched Mac’s head and simply let the talon do it’s work on his hole before wandering away from Mac. The leash was kept held in the air by magic. “You see, Shining? A good pet doesn’t whine when his master stimulates his body, no matter what.”
“Mhmhmhmhmm,” Shining’s giggling was still muffled. Sombra frowned and walked forward before a bright flash suddenly removed the gag from his mouth and the feather from his belly. “Do you understand me, pet?” Sombra growled.
“Y-Yes,” Shining Armor nodded his head slowly. The way Sombra laid his hoof on Shining’s belly and stroked in slow, torturous circles made him whimper quietly. “I-I understand.”
“Good boy,” Sombra teased. He turned away and suddenly Shining was on his belly with a push of magic, his tail lifted in the air to reveal his soft, plush rump. Sudden panic set itself into Shining’s heart when the feather reappeared in another flash and drug itself slowly across the crack of his hole.
“A-Ahhh!” Shining Armor cried out. His entrance simply couldn’t handle the stimulation the feather treated him with. “N-No, p-please!” He cried out. He was begging at this point, fighting back far from his mind. His cock was so hard, and more teasing to such sensitive areas would make him scream.
A sudden slap hit Shining Armor’s rump. It couldn’t have been from a hoof by the way it spread across his entire rump. Sombra’s eyes held daggers when they looked down at Shining Armor, who looked up with him with large, pleading eyes. He looked behind him and saw a large red paddle near his rump held by Sombra’s magic. It hit down again and Shining cried out.
“Ah!” He cried. A third time the paddle hit and Shining had to bit his hoof just to distract himself from the sting.
“As much as I would adore to turn your snow white rump as red as my other pet’s, I’m doing this to teach you a lesson,” Sombra spoke in such a sweet, gentle tone as he stroked his hoof slowly down Shining’s back. A fourth slap and Shining felt his eyes burn. “It’s pink already, your rump that is. Or should I say my rump. You don’t get a say in what I do with it, is that clear?”
“S-Sombr- Ah!” A fifth slap.
“My my, so pink already,” Sombra shook his head and made a ‘tsk’ noise. “I’ll do this until it’s crimson, you understand.” A sixth slap and Shining was crying out, and it was loud. “Now what do we say?”
“I-I don’t kn- AH!” Shining felt yet another slap on his already sensitive rump. He felt humiliated, plain and simple. Why couldn’t sombra have slapped his face or fought him in a fair fight? Instead he was so… degraded. he was being punished like a… a dog.
He stared ahead at Mac who was still squirming at the talon that fingered him slowly, moaning loudly. He didn’t protest at all to the invasion.
“I’m sorry that I tried to fight your desires,” Shining whimpered. The paddle didn’t slap, simply sat on his rump and rubbed gently. “I’ll be good.”
“Bark for me.” Sombra commanded.
“I…”
“Bark!” Sombra roared. A final, agonizing slap sent the stallion over the edge. Shining closed his eyes and tightened all his muscles.
“ARF ARF ARF!” Shining Armor cried out. He had to please Sombra if he ever wanted the torment to end. “Arf arf bark bark woof!”
“Such a good boy!” Sombra cried out in pure joy. He dropped the paddle with a clank to the ground and slapped his bare hoof to Shining’s ass and squeezed at it. He pulled at the cheek to reveal more of Shining’s soft entrance. The area still stung, and Shining’s eyes watered, though he didn’t dare complain.
Suddenly Mac was ripped to his hooves. The talon finger vanished and Mac was left with panting breath. His cock hung between his legs. It was large. It looked as though it was a burden just for Mac to carry around with him. He looked at Sombra and barked hesitantly, as if he wasn’t sure to continue their little game.
“Come here, Mac,” Sombra nodded his head. Mac came over quickly and crouched down at Sombra’s hooves next to Shining. Sombra rubbed at his head and then nodded his head a few times.
“Do you want to make Master happy?” Sombra questioned. Mac nodded his head quickly and licked his lips. Shining felt Mac’s tail beat against the side of his head a few times when he wagged it.
“A-Ah do, Master!” Mac’s said happily. Sombra chuckled and set his gaze onto Shining Armor. Shining whimpered when the King’s hoof stroked slowly down his cutie mark and over his reddened rump.
“See your new playmate?” Sombra asked. He turned Shining over with a push of magic and suddenly Shining Armor was on his back. His belly and cock suddenly exposed. “I had to punish him just now for being so disobedient. His rump is a bit red and sore now that he’s apologized, I want you to lick it for me. Make him feel good for me, pet.”
“Y-Yes Master.” Mac nodded his head. He crawled slowly, Shining tightening his muscles at the sound of Sombra’s words. His mind began to panic, his mouth running dry with him at a simple loss for words. Mac didn’t even hesitate when his body was positioned properly before pushing away Shining’s tail and pressing his muzzle to Shining’s stinging, reddened rump.
“Aaah!” Shining whimpered. Though his body reacted with such a noise, he wasn’t sure if it was pain or pleasure that ripped it from his system. Mac wasted no time in letting out his tongue and running it along Shining’s rump and to his crack. He lapped desperately at the entrance and pulled at either cheek to get a better area to lick at.
“My pet is so kind to lick a pet in training like you,” Sombra chuckled. Suddenly he stepped over Shining Armor and Shining was greeted front and center with a large, throbbing speckled cock in his face. Sombra didn’t leave him room to ignore it, either. Between his squirming and fighting off moans Sombra planted himself onto Shining Armor and let his speckled balls rest on Shining’s muzzle. “I’ll have you know, if you bite you’ll regret it. You wouldn’t want to hurt Master, now would you?”
Shining Armor shook his head. He wasn’t positive why he did it, but it happened almost on instinct. The smell of King Sombra’s cock and balls on his muzzle was so sweet, so burly so… manly. When Mac’s tongue dove into his entrance he couldn’t help but moan, his mouth opening and suddenly the taste of Sombra’s balls filled his mouth. He began to suckle needily, as if he needed the taste to survive.
“A few more days like this and you won’t even need your shackles, pet,” Sombra snickered. He pat his hoof gently to Shining Armor’s horn. “Lick it more, pup,”
Shining opened his mouth even wider and began running his tongue up and down Sombra’s balls and even the base of his cock when the King allowed it. Mac’s tongue still teased Shining’s entrance, wettened it and pushed and left no grounds stroked by his long, talented tongue. Shining’s breathing was heavy when he squirmed his body, his cock still loaded with a week’s worth of semen built up and begging for release. He was sweating, that much was for sure.
Suddenly both Mac’s tongue and Sombra’s balls left Shining’s body. Mac was pushed away by Sombra’s magic, while the king simply rose. He snickered and pat his hoof gently onto Shining’s body when he finally stood up straight. He ran it down Shining’s belly and down to his cock before stroking the base.
“Do you want to cum, pet?” Sombra questioned with a raised eyebrow. Shining Armor bit down on his lip and stared at Sombra. He nodded his head slowly, a blush overcoming his white cheeks when Sombra smirked wider than Shining had ever seen before. He covered his face with his hooves and whimpered loudly. The thought of finally releasing this horribly edged load teased his mind all too badly to not be honest. To be free of the pleading desire in his cock sounded far too wonderful to lie.
“Good boy,” Sombra teased. He took slow, methodical steps around Shining Armor before planting himself at the end of Shining’s entrance with his member falling onto Shining’s own. He placed both hooves on either side of his pet’s legs and pushed them wide apart so Shining was nothing but exposed. He smirked and with another blinding flash of light a bottle appeared between the two stallions that Shining recognized instantly as lube. Sombra opened the bottle and squeezed it out slowly into the palm of his hoof. He rubbed his own cock before Shining Armor’s eyes like eye candy to his watering mouth. He wanted to taste the King again, to have him in his mouth. He licked his lips and felt the lube be applied to his entrance for what was the longest, slowest minute of his entire life.
“Say what you want, pet,” Sombra growled.
“Please, f-fuck me,” Shining whimpered. He closed his eyes and felt Sombra squeeze at his poor, edged cock before laughing. He repositioned himself quickly and placed the head of his cock at the entrance of Shining’s ass. He pushed in without hesitation, a cry of ecstasy leaving Shining’s lips. He didn’t allow time for Shining to adjust or even get used to the feeling of being… full, to put it simply. Shining cried out in mixtures of pain and pleasure of the King inside of him. “F-Fuck me!” He cried out. The pain was fire and lightning all at once, though the sensations that surrounded all of his inside walls at the feeling of Sombra’s cock fucking him mixed in plenty of moans for every cry of pain he let out.
In and out the King thrust, filling Shining with what he had begged for. He grasped his hooves desperately at the marble floor for something to hold onto the way Sombra shook his body with no regards for Shining’s comfort. He gripped Shining’s sides and began pushing in until his balls slapped against the base of Shining’s tail. The faster Sombra went the more Shining wanted to squirm and cry out. He didn’t touch Shining’s cock, though with the force he pounded the stallion Shining could feel it receive sensations beyond words. He opened his mouth and saliva spit out with every cry he let out.
He felt animalistic in Sombra’s thrusts, unable to feel anything else. He hit his body down again and again with force of his own every time Sombra went in on him, desperate to be filled more by the King.
The shackles rattled and the moans rose, and Sombra was now squeezing Shining’s large, soft belly to hold onto with every thrust. He was making strange grunting noises and growls that reminded Shining Armor of a beast in heat. He grabbed the shackle that held Shining’s collar and pulled it with both hooves. Every little movement sent waves of pleasure rippling through Shining Armor’s body. He ran his hoof down to where he was fucking Shining and squeezed the cheek, a few more thrusts and soon Sombra pushed himself in as far as he would go.
“Hnnng!” Sombra moaned.
Shining felt himself be filled with something warm and liquefied, enough to drip out his backside and spread onto the marble floor when Sombra pulled out him. Sombra’s legs were shaking, though his demeanor stayed solid.
“I… I didn’t…” Shining still felt the aching desire spread in his cock.
“Mac!” Sombra barked. He stood up with a strand of cum breaking from Shining’s ass, a few more drops still dripping onto the floor when he walked around Shining and stood in front of him. Shining was forced onto his belly by not a magical shove, but a push from Sombra. His rattling chains were pulled on from the one around his neck until he was led to the stairs, his entrance still dribbling with the King’s cum.
Mac came bounding over eagerly, apparently sitting patiently without touching himself by the way Shining got a glimpse of his still throbbing cock. The captain swallowed a lump in his throat and tightened his muscles at the sight of the thing. So large and… bigger than Sombra, that was for sure.
“You’ve been a good puppy today, Mac,” Sombra teased. He put his hoof on the bottom of Mac’s chin and squeezed it gently.
“Arf!” Mac cried. Sombra stared into his eyes and the color in the hypnotic ringlets in his eyes seemed to grow stronger. He nodded his head and barked a second time. A dripping hoof still stained in his own cum pushed Mac down before Shining’s entrance. Shining held his breath when he saw a glimpse of the bottle again, though he didn’t glance behind him to see. The quiet moaning from Mac was all he needed to know where Sombra was applying the lube.
“I always let my most treasured pets have fun after their master has finished,” Sombra chuckled. Shining Armor didn’t dare argue, but swallowed a lump in his throat when he felt Mac’s cock press to Shining’s cum stained entrance and rub again Sombra’s still warm cock. “Seconds, as they would say in a restaurant. You really are quite delectable, Shining Armor.”
“Mmmm…” Shining quietly whimpered. Mac’s cock head was… large… to say the least. When it was pushed inside of his entrance Shining cried out in more pain than pleasure. He began panting and squirming, though the way the workhorse planted his front hooves on Shining’s back and pushing him down left him alone to feel the cock push slowly into him. He wasn’t as ruthlessly fast as Sombra, and even seemed to react to Shining’s cries of pain. At least once he pulled out at Sombra’s command to apply more lube to the area, though he still took it slowly.
“Mac can take two dildos without complaining, did you know that?” Sombra questioned. “Isn’t that right, Mac?”
“Yes mas- AH!” Mac suddenly stopped. His cock was halfway inside of Shining when Mac’s body began to tremble. He groaned loudly and tightened his hips. He hugged Shining’s body tightly and pushed deeper into him. Shining bit down on his hooves and heard his chains rattle and eyes sting.
“Let’s try one for now, though, no fun to test all my idea’s out in one session,” Sombra laughed. Mac cried out again when Sombra’s magic horn glowed. He must have been thrusting the dildo by the sounds that hit Shining’s ears.
Mac pushed in and out slowly, and over time Shining adjusted to the new side and stretching of his entrance. Mac was able to push deeper with his length, and spread more sensations through Shining’s body. If King Sombra was lightening that Mac was fire that spread throughout him. Even with Sombra’s seed still inside of him Mac thrusted in and out with ease. The way he grabbed Shining was much more forceful, as if he needed something to keep himself steady at the over stimulation to his body. He would occasionally moan and squeeze Shining’s sides whenever the dildo in him pushed in too deep.
Shining Armor was covered in sweat, and by the way Mac’s body felt against his own he must have been too. Drenched in cum, sweat, and overall fatigue Shining Armor began to feel downright dirty. His cock still begged for release with every pound he recieved. Mac’s own pre was already staining his fur with every thrust he gave. Shining looked up at Sombra and panted with large, pleading eyes. Mac was going faster, his hooves tightening on his sides more with each thrust threatening to unload inside of him again.
“P-Please let me cum,” Shining Armor begged. Sombra stared at him with a wide, wicked smile.
“Please let me cum, what?” Sombra questioned.
“Please let me cum… M-Master!” Shining yelled. Mac was no longer taking it slow and gentle, he was pounding in him. Balls bumped against his ass and soon began slapping with how fast Mac was going. “Master please let me cum, I-I can’t take it anymore!”
It was as if a great barrier inside of his cock had been lifted, for in that moment when Sombra’s horn glowed with a wide, toothy grin on his face Shining Armor felt pressure rise in his cock unlike any he had ever felt before. Cum came from him, amounts that he never thought possible. The buildup of a week's worth of edging came out under him and splattered all over his chest. It was so earth-shattering that all strength left his body and his head hit the floor with a thud. Mac thrust one, two, and finally three more times before pulling out. Shining felt Mac’s seed hit his backside and simply cover him in more seed. Shining’s own seed was still sputtering by the time Mac finished, and even the slightest bit of movement or sensation against his cock forced his body to shudder. His mouth was dry, unbelievably so. Mac had wasted no time in lapping at Shining’s ass and licking the cum, whimpering as well.
Sombra took several steps away from the two ponies. Shining rolled onto his back, his vision blurry with such an orgasm. It overpowered him, wiped him out. He had to focus on breathing for the next several moments. He closed his eyes and felt as though he could sleep for an eternity.
“Mac, Shining!” Sombra barked. Mac was quick to cease lapping at Shining Armor’s entrance and get to his hooves, though Shining could do no more than glance back at the throne. Sombra sat with both his legs spread and cock out, still covered in semen. “Mac, you are to alert the nearest guard to bring water buckets and soap. Shining, get over here.”
“Yes, Master!” Mac nodded his head before taking off far too fast. Shining lazily gazed over to Sombra, his body still lagging behind his thoughts. He wanted nothing more than to sleep, but he forced himself to drag his body over to Sombra the remaining few feet at the top of the stairs.
“Sit under my throne. I need a stool while Mac is away,” Sombra said while examining his hoof. Shining nodded lazily and drug himself under the throne where he simply laid down, letting Sombra’s hooves rest on his back. They dug in hard, though Shining barely noticed.
“You are going to wash me, then Mac, then yourself, do you understand?” Sombra commanded. “A new pet must learn to work even after he finishes playing, do you understand?” Sombra stared down at Shining armor, rubbing his hooves roughly into his back. “I asked you a question, pup.”
Shining Armor looked up to Sombra. He could barely focus. His thoughts wouldn’t stay straight in his head. He wanted to sleep, he wanted to rest, he wanted to ask to be put back in the dungeon if it meant being able to sleep. But the need to simply… obey overcame him. It was like it was forced out of him, like he didn’t have a say in the matter. But he knew he had to say two very important words.
“Yes, Master.”
