Shining woke with a jolt. The cold, dark dungeons weren't exactly the quietest of places, or the most comfortable either. He shuffled uncomfortably and squinted around his tiny cell, trying to make out as much as he could of his dark surroundings. Sombra had been the new King for a week now, but all Shining had seen of his reign was from the cell he was currently sat in, with the occasional visits from a less than pleasant guard. The day Sombra regained power Shining had been dragged to the dungeon, stripped, gagged and chained sat down with his arms stretched above him. The cold, heavy chains had begun to feel like a part of him, digging in to his tender wrists. His jaw had become numb from the gag a few days back, the only relief from it given when the guard force fed him some horrible grey slop. That was one of the things he missed from before his capture, other than his wife, was a well cooked meal and soft bed...

Shining's reminiscing was suddenly interrupted by a bright light shining into his eyes from above, making him close his eyes and twist his head to the side to avoid the sudden exposure. The light burned his eyes that had become accustomed to the darkness as his least favourite guard slowly approached, a wide and uncharacteristic grin spread across his smug face.

"Good morning!" he pinched the Princes cheek and forced him to look up at his captor "It's your lucky day, boy"

Shining snorted out of his nose and looked his eyes away. He was used to the guards attempts at getting him to react, and when he did it usually ended in a punch. He'd learnt that quick enough. He was interested in why it was his so called lucky day however, so he decided to humour him with a raise of his eyebrow.

The guard let out a low chuckle, looking down the toned and masculine body restrained infront of him, running a hand slowly down Shining's muscular chest, much to Shining's disapproval "unfortunately you're not going to be my little plaything anymore..." he pouts, his hand making its way to Shining's flaccid yet impressive penis and giving it a long stroke "But I have a feeling you'll wish you could come and visit me again, right?"

The gag and chains were the only thing holding the Prince back from kicking the shit out of the smaller stallion infront of him, instead yelling obscenities into the gag and flexing and writhing against the chains as his most private parts were clumsily fondled by the guard.

The squirms and protests of the once powerful stallion only make it better for the guard, squeezing Shining's shaft hard to elicit a cry of pain from his prisoner "You're lucky I got exact orders from his highness that you're not to be used... or else I'd have made a fortune from this body..." he lifted his hand away from the large penis and slapped the stallion a couple of times on the cheek "If you try to struggle, you'll be flogged publicly ok?" he chuckled. Part of him wanted his old ruler to be flogged, but knowing responsibility would fall on him for damage to the Kings property.

Shining took long, slow breathes and gave he guard a cold, steely glare as he playfully slapped his cheek. Being publicly flogged wasn't on his agenda, so he'd play along for now at least. Whatever was planned for him, somehow he knew it wouldn't be a warm bubble bath and nice meal.

The guard whistles and two more appear behind him, carrying chains over their shoulders and spears in their arms, pointing them at the Prince. He let himself chuckle a little. They must really fear him i it took this many guys just to get him from the ground to his feet...

The guard took a small key from his belt and removed the shackles holding Shining's wrists above his head, setting him free to rub his saw and raw wrists, groaning softly at the pain.

"Up" grunted the guard, his sword at the ready. They really were scared of the Prince they'd betrayed so quickly.

He slowly and shakily got to his feet, using the wall for support. His legs suddenly gave way, but he was quick to grab the bars to stay on his feet. The guard place a hand on his shoulder and the point of his sword on the small of his back. The sharpness and coldness of the blade made him skip a breath, his naked body making his cheeks burn lightly around the three other stallions as he was led to a small tiled room with a drain in the centre.

The guard pushed Shining hard in the back, sending him sprawling across the floor. "Stand with your palms against the wall, legs spread" he grunts, lifting shining by his hair and pushing him against the wall, kicking his legs wide.

The Prince shuddered softly, placing his palms flat against the cold tiles and spreading his legs. This position made him feel so exposed, his open legs allowing his cock and balls to hang freely with his arse cheeks spread slightly. As much as he hated it, it was easier to comply than to have a beating. Shining jolted and cried out as a stream of ice cold water smashed into his back, feeling like a million daggers stabbing him at once, up and down his back. He slowly turned his head, to see the guard manning a thick hose and spraying him down.

"Dirty whore, aren't you? presenting so openly to your betters~ Lets get you cleaned up" he steps closer, focusing the stream on specific areas and using a thick bristled brush to clean every inch of the stallion. When he's convinced the prisoner was spotless, he gave him a firm spank and chuckled "Stand, hands behind your back" he demands.

Shining shuddered. He would kill someone just to go back to his cell and be left alone. He never though he'd want that so much. However he definitely wasn't going to let them see too much submission, refusing to put his hands behind his back, instead growling at the guard next to him.

The guard looked at his two comrades, before all three of them burst into laughter at Shining's pathetic attempt at defiance. It was hard to take the stallion seriously, standing soaking, naked and gagged after willingly presenting himself to them. The guard slapped the prisoner hard over the back of the head, before forcing his hands behind his back and shackling them together. "Do that again, and I'll cut your horn off it and shove it where the sun don't shine"

Shining gulped and looked up at his already encased horn. They'd been quick to lock it up after he'd been captured. He decided to test the shackles, realising his wrists weren't parting anytime soon. He could do nothing as a thick, steel collar was placed around his neck and secured by a bolt at the back of his neck before being pushed again in the small of the back, this time towards the staircase up and out of the dungeon. He was suddenly filled with fear. Being marched naked and bound was humiliating, yes, but where was the destination? Was this it? Was he going to be executed?

The guard sensed his fear and prodded him in the back with his spear "Keep walking, scum"

Shining tensed and looked around. The corridors of his old castle were familiar, but unrecognisable too. Something about them seemed... Different... and not just the decorations. All around him was a chill and inbred natural fear, making him feel as if he should be running. He didn't know where, but he sure as hell shouldn't be here, his instincts were screaming. His blush grew as he passed guards and staff that used to be loyal, all of them taking a long look at their former ruler. It made him sick in his stomach to see these traitors around him, they were all so quick to abandon him and join Sombra.

The walk continued for a few minutes through the corridors and along staircases until the small group reached a large and extravagant wooden door with black metal features at the very top of the castle. A dark magic radiated from the room, a more powerful feeling Shining had sense walking through the castle. He really didn't want to be near this room, but he already knew what was on the other side of the door as the guards slowly opened the doors. Shining was lead in by a hand around the collar, before having the back of his knees kicked to sent him onto his knees on the floor.

"Kneel before your King!"

Author's Note

Thanks for reading! I really hoped you enjoyed.