Total Changeling Domination

While Dragon Lord Ember had not been generous enough to accommodate Spike’s more primal needs, she was considerate enough to see to the needs of the ponies she was holding. In the coming days, with her Bloodstone Sceptre, she gave permission for the males of her kingdom to rut and use the mares to their heart’s desires. It was no secret, to anyone really, how dying for cock the mares were, so Ember naturally figured it would be an arrangement that would make both sides happy. Though, if Spike was being totally honest with himself, he suspected Ember merely did it to get the pent-up guys in her kingdom off their back and onto someone else.

‘Of course, the guys here wouldn’t BE so pent up and blue balled if the women here just did what they were supposed to with them…’ Spike thought before quickly shaking his head to clear his twisted thoughts. He was thinking like a changeling again. Bad Spike. Bad.

Spike, the newly labeled consort of the Dragon Lord, was quickly discovering the title was rather meaningless in authority. Either way, he was tasked with overseeing the dragon on pony action. This itself giving Spike plenty of time to study the ways of his people.

The male dragons were, to put it mildly, brutish. They didn’t reflect Spike’s mating habits in the slightest, or a changeling, or even a stallion for that matter. The way they thrust their hips and rutted their partner... it was more feral than anything else. Even though most of them had two dicks, it was more akin to a mindless wild animal one might find in the woods. It was as though even if they were all turned into dogs with a fraction of their current intelligence, they wood look the exact same having sex. Was that why Ember chose him to deal with her heat instead of them? She must have known how bad these guys were because she even made sure to order them not to harm the mares either. Which was good for Coco in particular… that mare was still desperately looking for some dragon to swallow her whole... for some reason. Spike didn’t know why, but he chose not to question a female’s wide array of strange sexual kinks long ago.

“Yeah…. Fuck yeah you dumb pony slut,” An oversized and overweight dragon by the name of Clump groaned as he manhandled Rarity onto her knees and started to mindlessly thrust into her cunt. “Bet you like that, huh?!” It wasn’t the best cock she had in her days, it was actually by far the worst. But as they say, beggars couldn’t be choosers.

“Yeah, mine’s a really whore over here!” Fume boasted proudly as he rammed into Fluttershy’s cunt. “How’s it feel to have a real cock inside your precious little pussy, pony?” No one could see Fluttershy as she rolled her eyes.

Spike kept his eyes glued on Twilight most of the time, but kept an eye on Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and the others as well. He knew the alicorn had a sensitive pussy, and could tell by sight alone when exactly she came. From his count, Twilight was lucky to achieve a single orgasm from a dragon before he blew his quick load. Which dwarfed in comparison to Spike’s performance. Spike himself had gotten off since he claimed Ember, but he didn’t think any of the girls, especially Twilight, wanted to help him with that now. Not after that big fight they just had. It seemed as though Twilight was purposefully avoiding making eye contact with him. Besides, Spike didn’t feel like he wanted to show off his stuff in a cave full of dragons like these… He was getting a sneaking suspicion they didn’t exactly take too kindly to him.

Spike honestly wasn’t liking what he was seeing from his fellow male dragons. Dragons like Backdraft, Charcoal, Clump… they reminded him of Garble in a way. Garble himself was nowhere to be found, surprisingly but thankfully. The mares were letting these outsiders use their bodies, but the brutish dragons still insisted on treating them like garbage. Insulting them with no care in the world if they got off or not. Heck, if Ember hadn’t ordered it, Spike got the feeling some of them would claw, or beat the mares, just for the fun of it! It almost made Spike want to put a stop to the whole thing… But he couldn’t. The only semblance of order in this kingdom came from the Bloodstone Sceptre Ember wielded. He was powerless to get his way without it.

Rather, Spike distracted himself by going over his mental notes from the female dragons of the land. Which was easy enough considering there were none to be seen. If this was pre-changeling Equestria, mares would be trying to sneak subtly peeks at the action, with some maybe even retreating to a private place to masturbate. But here… the female dragon didn’t seem to give a damn about sex. They couldn’t care less how good a decent rutting could make them feel.

Was this really the new addition Chrysalis wanted to add to Equestria? Even if they all migrated willingly and peacefully, it didn’t seem like any of them would fit in too well with the others. Maybe Chrysalis would realize that and leave the Dragon Lands alone...

Just as Spike was pondering the notion, he noticed something happen out of the corner of his eye with one of the mares. A large orange-colored dragon threw Coco over his shoulder and immediately took off!

“H-hey!” Spike yelled after him, but the dragon didn’t stop. All the other dragons simply shrugged and went back to not giving a damn while waiting for their own turn with the fuck meat, as expected. This gave Spike no choice but to take off after him. “Get back here!” Spike yelled as he flapped his wings and took off after the ponynapper.

An aerial maneuvering through the series of tunnels ensured, he managed to stay hot on the mysterious dragon’s tail as they exited the cave system, the dragon seemingly carrying Coco far to the north.

“Damnit!” Spike cursed as he beat his wings harder to catch up. He didn’t even have the faintest clue as to how this dragon was even taking her! Ember had made sure to order them all not to take the girls from the hot springs they were all in… Was he just not listening while Ember said that? Did it even work that way?

Once the orange dragon was far out of the rocky lava terrain, he dropped low into a clearing of trees. Spike lost him for a second as he dove into the forest after him. He landed on the ground, only to see Coco lying there with none other than... “E-Ember?!” Spike exclaimed in shock, seeing the Dragon Lord standing above the nude form of Coco with a rather serious expression. Coco seemed to be presently unconscious, perhaps the other dragon knocked her out while they were flying. “What’s going on here?”

“Hmph,” Ember huffed with crossed arms. “I wanted to try to keep you out of this, Spike, for your own good, but I guess it can’t be helped now…”

“What do you mean, Ember?” Spike asked.

“The changelings are trying to call my bluff,” Ember spat. “Their drones are still advancing on my land. They don’t care about the mares I took hostage. So,” Ember continued, rolling the unconscious Coco Pommel over with her foot until she was lying face up. “I’m going to show those changelings that I mean business!” She pointed the sharp-tipped end of the Bloodstone Sceptre at Coco’s throat. “Let’s see if the changelings get the message when they find this pretty little pony’s corpse!” She drew the sceptre back, ready to thrust forward.

Ember was taken aback as she found Spike crashing into her, sending them both tumbling to the ground. “NO! You can’t do that!” Spike yelled angrily.

“And why not?” Ember asked smugly, seemingly giving no reaction to Spike’s defiance of her. Or the fact he just tackled her to the ground. “I’m the Dragon Lord. I can do whatever I want here.”

“Killing others… it’s wrong- it isn’t the right way!!” Spike huffed.

“Maybe not for ponies. But for us dragons, we’ve killed ponies for centuries!” Ember shot back. “We’re just animals, Spike! Mindless animals that had the misfortune of having intelligence! We’re too dumb to see that joining the changelings would be best choice we could ever make in our unfortunate existences!”

“It huh…? Wait-what?” Spike stammered, as he back up and off Ember.

“Heh heh heh, I do so love toying with you, Spike, “ Ember cooed lovingly now in a completely different voice and tone. With a bright flash of emerald flame, Ember transformed into what was perhaps Spike’s least favorite bug right now. “That’s half the reason I even bother to keep you around,” Chrysalis giggled, naked as ever.

“You!” Spike shot out, realizing he had been tricked.

“For the record, dragon, shouting ‘you’ and pointing at me upon seeing my big reveal ranks up there in the dumbest possible responses from anyone,” Chrysalis said dryly with a roll of her eyes. “Ever. Try to have some class.”

“Why are you even here?” Spike said through gritted teeth.

“Why, I want to see how your mission was going, of course!” Chrysalis beamed. “The citizens of this nation are really quite dense. They are the least likely to spot a changeling in disguise. I feel like I could just shapeshift into a large moving rock and they would still be none the wiser.”

“M-my mission?” Spike gulped, now remembering he wasn’t as safe from the changelings as he thought he would be. “It’s going… fine! Better than fine, in fact,” Spike said with confidence now. “I’ll have you know, I did just sleep with Ember.”

“Oh I’m well aware, I spied around,” Chrysalis said with a devilish wink. “I could feel your love. You were actually doing quite well for a dragon… Remaining in control, dominating her, showing her what it meant to be a woman, claiming her womb with your seed.”

“Yep… yep!” Spike said proudly.

“All until the end that is,” Chrysalis continued, her smile slowly vanishing. “When that dragon slut went to bed without a collar around her neck.”

“Oh… um, that? I guess I forgot about it,” Spike coughed.

“You wouldn’t be, by any chance, planning on betraying me now, would you?” Chrysalis asked plainly.

“W-w-w-why would I do-why would you think I would do something like t-that?”

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe due to some childish reason,” Chrysalis casually commented. “Like that you think I’m secretly going to try to kill you later because you think I hate you or something…”

“Well, ummm, no. But since you asked. Uhhh, don’t you kind of hate me?” Spike asked now.

The bug queen did something strange now. Something Spike had never expected to happen. Chrysalis laughed. Not a laugh to taunt him, or mock him, but a genuine laugh.

“Hate you?” Chrysalis giggled. “Of course I don’t hate you! HA! And deep down I think you know that too…”

“B-but you…” Spike gulped as he struggled to remember all the things the queen had done to him during their time living together. Chrysalis was getting to him again. Even though he swore if they ever met again he wouldn’t let that happen…

“You probably have it all pictured in your head,” Chrysalis went on with a giggle. “Me, the despicable hatefulqueen is going to cut off both your cocks and cackle heartlessly to the sky while I have Twilight forced to watch. All while she’s brought to the best mind-numbing orgasm of her young life by my top men. The last thing you hear before you bleed out and expire on the floor is her heavenly lustful cry signaling that your mate has found a more capable lover than you and will soon forget you even existed...”

It did actually go something like that… Spike took a visible step back now, wondering if he could outfly the queen. Why was arguing with her so much harder than with Twilight?!

“But no… even if I hated you I wouldn’t even do that to you,” Chrysalis admitted. “I would do something far, far worse…” Spike froze in his place. “Do you want to know what I would do to you, dragon?” Chrysalis said, walking over and leaning in close to whisper. “If I truly hated you… I would let you make your own decisions in your life…”

“Huh?!” Spike stuttered.

“Perhaps you’ll know the feeling one day if you ever choose to be around your own offspring,” Chrysalis said, leaning back now. “I know it well as a mother of thousands. Do you get what I’m saying, dragon? Sometimes an adult has to accept they know better than the younglings and guide them to the right thing to do. But sure, I could leave you alone forever and in peace... let you live out your days in this forsaken dead land. Do you know what’s going to happen? It’ll be sexless and miserable. Why oh why would I want my precious dragon to go through that? So, I’m here now to guide you to make the correct choice that, not only you, but all of dragonkind can benefit from...”

“You like to talk nice, but I still don’t trust you,” Spike spat back. “Twilight might, but not me. You just want to hold all the cards yourself. And once you do, how do I know you aren’t going to do away with everyone you don’t like?”

“So it’s that then,” Chrysalis muttered. “You aren’t as concerned about whether or not I hate you, but you think I’m going to unveil some diabolical plan once the world is finally completely unified by changeling rule? You think I’m evil…”

Spike nodded.

“Childish… that is what you are,” Chrysalis said with demeaning sigh. “I see what you want know now. You want the world to be more black and white. You want to tell yourself that you are on the side of good and that I am not. And you do this with grand schemes of taking Twilight and keep her safely away from the evil queen. All of this in a desperate attempt to convince yourself that you are the bold white knight rescuing the princess in peril from the dungeon where she is kept prisoner. Is that it? Well, listen to me, dragon, and listen well. Rarely is the world ever so simple in that way. Sometimes, to do the right thing, one must do what others see as wrong first.”

Spike wasn’t sure if Chrysalis was trying to corrupt him or give him actual relevant life advice, twisted though it may be.

“Lets not forget without my ‘evil’ invasion you, Spike, would have grown up and died a virgin,” Chrysalis emphasized as she spoke the dreaded word as if the very phrase was considered a curse. “Endlessly led on by the dime-a-dozen mares like Rarity who sought to abuse beta males like yourself. But now, because of me, you have Twilight and Rarity both bouncing on your cocks and submissively serving your every need, like they should. A heaven fit for a King that you could only have dreamed of before. Both high quality mares who would have been far, far, out of your league in any other world! Do you get it now?! You know why I throw you into walls and threaten you, dragon? Because rather than be thankful for the improvements I’ve made, like any normal creature would be, you instead choose to reap all the benefits of my new world all while trying so desperately hard to convince yourself and, more importantly, my favorite mare in the world, that I’m the scum of the earth! So look at me for an example,” Chrysalis continued, placing a hand on her bare chest. “Yes, I’ve killed before. Stallions, a human, griffons, zebras, and far more creatures from the land beyond. To simpletons like you, that would be all you needed to convince yourself that I am evil. Not once bothering to look a little deeper to see that, without my intervention, those ‘criminal victims’ would have gone on to murder, rape, and steal from countless others. Not once willing to open themselves to the possibility that this world can actually be better off without certain individuals. You want things black and white… I hate to break it to you, boy, but sometimes the knight breaking into the dungeon to rescue the princess is the monster. Sometimes, the ones that locked her in there can just see the bigger picture.”

“You’re trying to say I’m evil for taking Twilight and trying to run from you,” Spike muttered.

“Oh no no no,” Chrysalis swiftly corrected. “I’m saying you’re an idiot for doing that. Completely ignoring the fact that, without your intervention, the conflict between the changelings and the dragons is bound to continue. Lives will be lost on both sides due to your inaction. How long do you think it will be before your dear sweet Ember pulls a stunt on one of the ponies she has like I pretended, but for real?” She asked, gesturing the innocent Coco Pommel. “Will you be able to sleep soundly at night, knowing you could have stopped this entire conflict?” Chrysalis sighed. “You’re a kind hearted soul, dragon. I don’t think you’re evil at all. And…” she continued, using her magic to produce a tiny inhibitor ring out of thin air. “I don’t believe you truly think I’m evil either.” The queen slowly slid the inhibitor ring into place around her horn and sliding it down to the base, cutting off her magic. Spike quickly recognized it as a gender-locked series, where only a male could remove it. “In case you haven’t noticed, I’m not in Equestria here. I have no access to my formidable love strength. And there certainly isn’t any love in the air from what I’ve seen from the dragons…”

“W-what are you doing?!” Spike asked, all while Chrysalis grabbed his two hands, unclenching and wrapping his hands around her throat.

“If you truly believe I’m evil, and that I’m harboring some secret plan to do away with all you after all of this is done… then kill me. Right here, right now…”

“What?!?” Spike exclaimed. Chrysalis just smiled and relaxed her arms.

“No tricks, dragon. Like usual, none of my men are here to protect me. And without my strength or magic, I would be powerless to stop a strong dragon like yourself with a good strangling the life out of me… Kill me, then go enjoy the rest of your days in peace with your own kind…”

Spike froze in place, not removing his hands from the grasp he had on Chrysalis’s throat, but not clamping down either. ‘This… this HAS to be a trick. T-there’s no way the woman dead set on world domination is going to give me an easy opportunity to kill her and get away with it like this! She’s probably just trying to earn my trust thinking that I’m too soft to do something like this!’

Now it was Spike’s turn to smile. He wasn’t going to strangle her to death, but he was going to make her eat her words by calling her bluff!

With a twitch, Spike’s grip on the queen throat suddenly tightened. “Urk!” Chrysalis gasped in surprise as her airway was suddenly restricted. But… she made no attempt at resisting... Spike frowned after a few seconds of nothing. He squeezed on her even tighter, earning another all too enjoyable gasp to his ears. He held the flailing changeling queen off the ground now, her legs dangling for purchase on the ground. And yet, she didn’t fight back. On top of that, no changeling drones jumped out of the trees to stop him.

The unthinkable was happening. Did Chrysalis truly trust him? Was she telling the truth about her good intentions?!

“.......Fine!” Spike huffed, as he released the changeling from his strong grasp. Chrysalis dropped to the ground and to her knees as she panickedly struggled for air to fill her lungs once again. “You’re right... I’m-I’m not going to kill you.”

As quickly as she dropped, however, Chrysalis hopped right back onto her feet, staring intently at the dragon before her. “Yeah. Okay. Fine.” Chrysalis muttered quickly. Her hands quickly shooting to Spike’s and dragging them… back around her throat again. “Just keep choking me like that!!”

“What the heck?!” Spike questioned as Chrysalis pushed his fingers inwards, causing the dragon to resume his strangle on the queen. He watched in utter confusion as the now quivering queen reacted. Her legs going limp, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Those weren’t gasps of pain, they were… “Did you just CUM?!?” Spike exclaimed, seeing a sizable and undeniable river of the changeling’s nectar rolling down her thighs. He dropped the queen from his grasp again, but it was far too late from him. The lust-crazed love look was already in her eyes.

With ferocity Spike had never once seen in Chrysalis before, she jumped onto her knees and hungrily attacked the pants of the dragon.

“C-cock! Cock!!!” She moaned through the drool in her mouth. Her eyes lighting up as Spike’s rock hard shafts bounced free of their confines and greeted her. The queen wasted no time worshipping the dual shafts using her tongue and hands with lustful devotion. Sure, Spike was weirded out, but when she took his top shaft into her mouth it felt like heaven. Usually by this time of day, back in Equestria, Spike had pumped out several different loads. Most of which landed in or on Twilight, but some managing to find itself with the various lucky slaves kept in the Crystal Castle. If there was one thing he missed, it was the sensation of a good woman tending to his cock. And, he never would have admitted it in a thousand years but… Chrysalis was the best at it. But still! She was weird.

“Sweet Celestia… what is wrong with you, woman?” Spike asked.

“Mmmmm, you’re doing it again,” Chrysalis chided, however, in a much more loving, playful tone than before. All while both her hands took over stroking both of Spike’s cocks. “You’re trying to pretend you’re on the right side, but I could say as plain as day just how hard strangling me made you…

“That’s… that’s just because you were naked this entire time,” Spike stuttered, averting his embarrassed gaze. Believe it or not, there was a period in Spike’s life when he argued with women who didn’t have their tits bouncing in front of his face the entire time.

“And such strength! Such ferocity! No stallion I’ve bedded has come close it!” Chrysalis admired before quickly resuming tending to his cock. From the way she was doing it, it was going extremely difficult for Spike to convince himself that the bug hated him.

The pair said nothing else for a few minutes, the sound of nothing but wet slurping and sucks was all that filled the forest around them. Spike, once again amazed over the fact that a proud changeling queen had no qualms with using her mouth as a personal fleshlight for a lowly dragon like himself. “Are you just trying to seduce me, Chrysalis?” Spike asked as his meat beat the back of her throat, on the verge of exploding.

“No…” Chrysalis suddenly corrected. “But if you get this ring off my horn I could show you that.”

Spike shrugged to himself, but enjoyed the playful side of Chrysalis more than the ranting one so he played along. It was difficult, seeing as her head was constantly moving back and forth on his groin, but Spike managed to grab and lift off the gender-locked inhibitor ring from the queen’s horn.

In a sudden emerald flash, Chrysalis transformed back into the Dragon Lord… though with a few ‘improvements’. Ember was naked again! Around her neck was none other than a changeling sex slave collar! Her breasts were bigger, of course, and she crawled around on all fours. All improvements changelings were more than happy to make on women.

“Cum on me, master!!” Ember pleaded, jumping onto her knees and positioning her hands as if they were paws. “I’m a good dragon slut who knows my place is below you!”

Spike wouldn’t have been able to call himself a man if he said no to that. He stepped forward, furiously beating his meat as he angled it at the dragoness. Ember pushed her already sizable chest out forward while craning her head back and opening her mouth as wide as it could go.

With another groan, Spike came, both his shaft shooting off and showering the fake Ember in his seed. Ember hummed lovingly, pawing at her own breasts as the thick white streams crashed into her. The size of the load, more than double what a typical Equestrian stallion produced, showered her tits, neck, and face. And to show he had a fair amount of practice doing this, a good amount of it landed in Ember’s open maw, much to her delight. She waited until all of the precious life-giving essence was pumped out and on her body before closing her mouth and swallowing the delicious cum down. It was only the first helping though as the rest of the seed coating her body was magically levitated upwards and into her mouth for a second swallowing, leaving her tits cum free and clean, ready to be groped by a man once more. Ember cooed happily as her warm treat settled into her stomach before dropping back onto her fours and nuzzling into Spike’s legs.

“T-tell me I’m a good girl, master!!!” Ember pleaded as if it were the one phrase she needed spoken to save her life. “Tell me I did a good job at servicing your cocks! That’s my only purpose in this world!”

“You-you did an amazing job, Ember… you’re a great girl...” Spike spilled out before he could remind himself that it was all just Chrysalis.

With another green flash, Ember was gone, transformed back into the bug. “That’s what you could have if you did the right thing. And thank you for that, dragon. I needed a snack to get me back to Equestria.”

Spike shook his head to clear his perverted thoughts as Chrysalis got back onto her feet. “N-no! Just stop! You’re wasting your time here, Chrysalis!” he said with a huff. “And I’m being honest! I’ve seen and studied the dragon girls since I’ve got here and they aren’t like that! They aren’t like you! They aren’t interested in sex at all! The guys are, even though they suck at it. But the girls couldn’t give two flying feathers about what you think they should be doing with their bodies.”

“I’m sure you believe that, dragon,” Chrysalis said plainly, though in a noticeably better mood now. “And for once, I can’t blame you for coming to that conclusion. But… think about it, is that really the case with the females here?”

“W-what do you mean?” Spike asked curiously. He couldn’t lie. Part of him wanted Ember and the others to act like Chrysalis just had there. But it wasn’t seeming realistic. Even by changeling standards.

“Think about the environment they’ve grown up in here. You’ve seen the society dragons live in during your past travels here. As have I.”

Spike thought about it for a moment. “What about it?”

“It centers around one thing: Masculinity. Individuals here are prided on their strength, bravery, ferocity, and dominance. There is no separate culture for the women, rather, they are bundled together with the males and forced to partake in it. A girl like Ember should have never felt the urge to compete for the title of ruler, but she did!”

“Well... you’re not wrong there,” Spike admitted. If there was one thing Ember did pride herself on, it was the fact of how she could physically destroy anyone who challenged her. Which sounded much more masculine than feminine. They were so dead set on trying to be like the boys, they never once thought maybe it wasn’t their place to.

“Even Equestria was able to get this part right without us changelings,” Chrysalis said, disgusted. “Women here haven’t ever been taught to learn what it’s like to be a true woman, rather they just act like something like a man but lesser. Except when…”

“Except when what?” Spike asked, unable to hide the curiosity in his voice now.

“Except when they are in heat,” Chrysalis said with a gleam in her eyes. “You’ve seen it, dragon! For once, their body overpowers the years of corrupted mental conditioning on their minds that’s been telling them to act as men! It’s been a blessing in disguise, despite what they all think is an annoyance to deal with. Without their heat, they would have died out as a species thousands of years ago!”

Spike couldn’t deny it. Thinking back fondly to his one night with Ember, that one brief night, she acted like a true woman. She was trying to fight it, but she acted feminine, submissive, and hungry for cock. All basic things a real woman should be.

“Think about it dragon,” Chrysalis said as she waltzed over to Coco’s still unconscious body. “Their heat is supposed to be their natural state of existence. But, over generations of corruption, it’s been reduced to a small period of time every six years! So… believe it or not, I am trying to help the dragons like Ember. I think you’ll do the right thing in the end…”

“What are you doing with Coco though?” Spike asked.

“I’m taking her back to Equestria,” Chrysalis said plainly, patting the mare on the butt. “The others can stay for now, but this one is going to die if she stays here another day. For reasons that escape me… But keep telling yourself that I’m the evil one here. Hmph.”

With that, the naked changeling queen picked up the equally naked Coco Pommel, buzzing her wings as she took off flying in the direction of Equestria. Spike stumbled backwards until his back hit the trunk of a tree and he slid slowly to the ground. He had a lot to think about…

Spike sat in the Dragon Lord’s chambers, deep in his own thoughts, waiting as the Dragon Lord arrived.

“Oh man, what a day! What a fucking day!” Ember said proudly as she chucked her helmet into a nearby pile of gems.

“Hey, um, Ember,” Spike replied back. “What have you been up to?”

“Spike! You should have seen it!” Ember boosted with a wide grin. “I had the guys play King of the Hoard today and I completely destroyed them!!” The dragoness collapsed backwards in her bed. “Those guys really can’t take a hit. I broke Fizzle’s jaw in two places! And Fume! I think I almost tore off his tail when I swung him around HA! What a bunch of pansies!” She crudely tossed the Bloodstone Sceptre next so it landed near its usual spot next to her bed.

Spike could see Ember was in no mood to be having sex at the moment. And even if she was, he felt like it would almost be like having sex with a guy at this point. Still, he had always had a sneaking suspicion the guys here always let Ember win in these competitions because no one wanted to deal with the fallout of an angry Dragon Lord targeted at them.

“So what about you?” Ember asked, turning her head to face her newest consort. “Do anything interesting today? Getting accustomed to your new life here? Hope it’s starting to feel like home for you.”

“It almost is…” Spike mumbled, staring intently at the Bloodstone Sceptre. “I just need to make a few adjustments first…”

Come night, the cave and its lights had been extinguished. Ember and Spike slept in the same bed, the closest thing Spike had to sex now. Except two things that were different from Spike’s first night here. Ember slept fully clothed and Ember snored. A lot. It made sleep impossible. He wondered how the sound didn’t wake herself up. There was another plus Twilight and the other sex slaves had over Ember. They were magically altered to never do that again. That way a stallion slave owner could have less of a qualm using their many mares as blankets. It was the little things in life like that Spike was slowly realizing he missed.

Still, there was one benefit. Under the cover of snoring, Ember couldn’t possibly have heard the sound of Spike softly sneaking out of the bed and over to the Bloodstone Sceptre. Shooting a nervous glance over to Ember to double check she was still sleeping, Spike took ahold of it with shaking hands.

He could guess what Chrysalis was trying to get him to do. To use this thing and order all of the dragons to Equestria where the women could then be magically conditioned to always be in heat. Or something like that. But Spike wasn’t going to fall for it, seeing as he still didn’t trust her completely. But… that wasn’t to say he couldn’t make his own little personal improvements to his life here...

“Ember…” Spike said quietly but in a firm tone as he pointed the sceptre at the dragoness. “I command you to always be in heat.” The sceptre glowed bright red for a second as if working its magic. Ember stirred slightly in her bed, but thankfully, didn’t awaken from the command.

Spike chuckled to himself as he started to carefully set the sceptre back in the place Ember had thrown it. Only to swiftly bring it back up again. “Oh… and I command you to stop snoring!! Just breathe normally!” Ember’s snoring promptly stopped, and Spike almost cried tears of joy.

His cocks were already twitching with excitement, but Spike suppressed the feeling for now as he softly rejoined Ember in bed. Tomorrow was certainly promising to be interesting...