Grand iron flambeaux ignited as dark green sparks of energy flooded the room. The cold stone walls and colder stone floor were suddenly illuminated as the metal torches went ablaze. Several windows lined the walls of the massive chamber but not a single speck of sunlight came through. It was if the sun refused to dare penetrate the sanctuary of the iron throne. Light from the flames permitted the lone occupant to perceive the furnishings. The center of the room was claimed by a large circular table that held a map of the known world. Several large bookshelves rose from the floor and lined the walls. The ceiling appeared to be absent; looking upward resulted in staring into a seemingly infinite void that stared back. In the back of the room stood a glass cylinder that protected a single treasure: a jagged edged heart made of crystal. The room was sealed off by a massive set of iron doors that demanded a great deal of raw strength in body or magic. The innermost sanctum of the Dark King was not guarded by traps; but the consequences of being caught trespassing made for a very formidable deterrent.
The only breathing occupant grinned to himself. It was actually a little boring. There didn't seem to be a single soul willing to cross him. Years were spent crushing every last spark of resistance as he hunted the realm for all opposing hearts. He sometimes missed the conquest. His aptitude for the dark arts grew and several spells were invented; but he was out of worthy foes to cast them on. In his private moments he admitted sometimes that he missed the conflict.
Sombra strode through the room confidently as he approached the map. The polished granite depiction of mountains, cities, valleys and everything else was cloaked in an unnatural shadow. The map started with only one darkened city and now the mark of his influence was in every corner. Even the trees knew who ruled the lands and seas.
Fond memories of his rampage were reluctantly set aside in the back of his mind. The only battlefield left for him to conquer was one made of scrolls and quills. There were no rebels to be crushed but there were matters of the kingdom that demanded his attention. He could easily delegate the task to other loyal subjects but that would mean sharing power to an extent; and Sombra was not a fan of that idea.
He seated himself in front of the map and his cracked horn glowed briefly. Several scrolls descended from the abyss along with a small ink jar. He had laws to revise and tax codes to reconsider. There were vast, untapped mineral deposits without assigned workers. Cities still needed to be rebuilt or fortified incase anypony suddenly got ambitious. The Tree of Harmony was still missing and the Order of Chaos was rather difficult to keep track of. His empire's complicated relationship with the Changeling hives was always a careful balance that seemed to actively try to provoke him into betraying their queen. The growing Bat Pony colonies had special dietary needs and the lottery system that his less nocturnal subjects lived under would be insufficient within a year. Sombra had a hundred tasks and optimistically he had enough time for a dozen of them.
Sombra focused on one of the scrolls and it hovered infront of him. The remaining ones shot back up into the abyss. His eyes fixed themselves on the scroll and blinked. The slightly amused king gave the scroll another read and nodded to himself. The fate of criminals, detained rebels and enemy soldiers was to be sent into his mines to dig for ores and gems. After a prisoner had worked enough for their toiling to reach a certain net worth they were taken from the forced labor to be integrated into society; assuming that the prisoner in question wasn't serving a life sentence. The document in front of him was a request to release a former bearer of an Element of Harmony.
The iron doors were flung open as if leaves in the wind. The sudden rush of cool air almost yanked the scroll out of Sombra's magical grip. Deep crimson eyes from beyond the doorway stared into him as their owner remained concealed by shadows. The Iron Emperor growled as the figure stepped into the room. The ocular orbs belonged to somepony who was more stubborn than himself.
Flutterbat confidently marched into the room as if it was hers. She looked about the room as if everything her eyes laid on was hers. The Batpony looked at Sombra and bowed slightly. She owned him as well but he also held reigns over her. In the presence of his subjects she accommodated his need to be the only authority in the realm; but in private she insisted on playing with him from time to time. The vampire grinned to herself as her march became a low glide. She suspected that behind all his growling and snarling at her little bouts of defiance were appreciated. He tried to hide it and the kingdom was fooled; but she knew he wanted to fight. It suited her just fine. Flutterbat rather enjoyed pushing his buttons. Whether it was challenging his ability to rule or wrestling over who was on top; it was always amusing.
Sombra remained fixated on the scroll. Whatever his wife was up to; he would be informed at some point. The petitioner had demonstrated adequate loyalty and work ethic. The bottom half of the scroll detailed six months of extra mining with the intent of paying off a sentence. He nodded to himself as he went over the net worth of the overtime labor. The Unicorn did not appear to have the strength of drive to dig up so much crystals and more; but the audit of her toiling was solid. Sombra considered the possibility that the number may have been adjusted or that a clerical error might have been made. If the report was true; then the citizen should be considered for a foreman's position.
The Dark King paused in his thoughts. If this document was legit then he might even consider placing her in the military. Such indefatigable purpose would be invaluable along the Leyline Rift. The magically awakened beasts beyond the border were a force to be respected. An organized attack from them would be costly to repel. This motivated worker not only had to constantly do overtime shifts; but she also had to negotiate with guards to allow her to work past closure of the mines.
Sombra's focus was shattered abruptly as the forehoof of his mate pushed the scroll down far enough for their eyes to meet.
“Nap time” Flutterbat said calmly as her wing batted the scroll away.
Sombra blinked at her announcement. He felt that his expression appeared more startled than he would have liked.
“I fail to see why I needed to be informed” he retorted firmly as she leaned closer into his personal space. “It may be by my will alone that you continue to live in my palace; but I'm not such a tyrant that you need my permission to rest. Now if I had decided that you were to service me; then you would have cause to inform me of your exhaustion.”
Flutterbat grinned coyly at his answer. It was quite rare for him to bluntly decide that she was to physically please him. Typically it wasn't an issue. It was actually amusing to her when he abruptly declared that she was going to submit to him. On the rare occasion he caught her at a bad time he was a decent sport about it, but when it amused her she played along. Flutterbat leaned closer and uttered a low growl. She wasn't looking for that sort of fun at the moment. For now she just wanted to push his buttons a little.
Flutterbat placed her hoof on Sombra's chest and his eyes narrowed slightly. In a sudden show of force, she pushed him onto his back. Once he hit the stone floor his mind snapped back to his planned labor. Before he could react she has laid herself on top of him. Her muzzle rested against his chest and manmoomooe covered his jaw. Her body went limp and her weight suddenly dropped onto his sturdy form. The very willful bat squirmed slightly and then stretched her limbs. Sombra lay stunned as she got more comfortable. Of all the random things she did to get his attention; this was a new one. His queen nestled into him further and he could feel her heartbeat soften. He shifted under her and quickly realized that she was quite serious.
“You do understand that I am very busy” Sombra growled as he shifted again.
“You understand that I just got cozy” Fluttershy replied before lightly nipping his chest.
Sombra glared at the top of her head. She playfully squirmed as if she knew he was doing it. Her fangs softly dragged along his flesh and his eyes widened. Of all times to provoke him; she picked here and now.
“I am in the middle of official business” Sombra firmly declared as he adjusted his legs in preparation for sliding out.
“I just got comfy” Flutterbat replied as she scooted to re-establish her deadweight pin.
Sombra growled in response and Flutterbat met it with a growl of equal measure. He shifted again and her body moved to keep him down. His horn sparked as he considered using his magic to remove her from his person. Her reaction to his aura enveloping her was to bite down on his body. Normally a sudden chomp was an invitation. Out of reflex he drifted towards established habits.
“Do I have to tan your hide” Sombra asked without thinking.
The Sanguine Queen nuzzled the fresh wound. His squirming entertained her and his provoked reflex to assert himself was as delicious as he was. Flutterbat slowly wiggled her rump as she answered.
“If you think I deserve it.”
Sombra rolled his eyes as her figure shifted. He couldn't see her slowly swaying bottom but he knew full well that she was doing it. Focusing on his work was gradually growing more and more difficult. His wife's antics were amusing. Her teasing was slightly arousing. Striking her bottom was his favorite thing to do to it aside from mounting it. His eyes landed on the scroll on the floor. He had a request to consider and he had a mate who wanted him to set it aside.
“And why exactly couldn't you have attended to this earlier?”
“Because” Flutterbat said as she nuzzled his neck.
Sombra laid on the floor and wriggled in vain. He was more than capable of throwing her off but couldn't quite compile the action. His horn glowed softly and he received another bite. His mate soundly exhaled as her fangs sunk into him and Sombra grunted firmly. Being bitten was a perplexing mix of pleasure and pain and he was growing more interested in her body, but his duties were still pending. He had a kingdom to run and it wasn't going to manage itself. Sparks flew from his horn and he received another firm chomp. This time he powered through it and brought the scroll to his field of vision.
Flutterbat slowly wiggled herself and sunk a little deeper. The heat from his body was seeping into hers. She could feel his heartbeat. She could smell the open wounds. Between the forced embrace and the lingering taste of his blood, she was more than content. He wasn't fighting with her as much as she would have liked, but she was happy to take what she got. Her mind drifted to the document that distracted him. Not a lot of things could capture his attention when she was present. With a wriggle and shift she flexed and inched up his body. The touch of the scroll on the back of her head as she made eye contact with her captive lover was soon forgotten as his piercing gaze landed. The stern expression seemed to look through her. Flutterbat softly reached her hoof and booped him on the nose. Sombra growled in response.
She grinned as an interesting thought came to mind. If he wasn't going to give her his attention, she was going to take it.
“Am I in the way” Flutterbat whispered with a sly tone.
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to move down?”
“Now, Flutterbat.”
She grinned before slowly kissing her king. Sombra growled as he returned the gesture. The vampire allowed the motion to linger before breaking away and slowly inching back down to his neck. The stallion returned his attention to the scroll. The request to release Twilight Sparkle could have as many drawbacks as it could have benefits. If she remained on her best behavior then her acceptance of his rule would help silence possible whispers of rebellion. If she elected to try to take Equestria from him; she could easily draw support, capitalizing on his lack of foresight. As long as she was toiling as a slave there was the chance that a rebel group might try to break her out; but her continued captivity might be helping potential enemies within his empire in a state of compliance. He felt his mate shift further down but paid no mind to it. He had a choice to make. As much as he would rather be ravaging his queen, he had a decision that needed to be made. The sensation of his wife's breath on his half erect member was pleasant but he had to focus.
Sombra gasped as he felt it a second time.
“What game are you playing” he tried barking as he uttered a soft moan as her tongue teased the tip.
“Well…if you won't be my cuddle bug” she growled before kissing the shaft. “Then I'll take your mind off work in a way that you can't ignore.”
Sombra dropped the scroll as soft lips gentle nummed on his stiffening organ. Clearly his wife wasn't going to take ‘no’ for an answer. He deeply inhaled as her tongue was dragged up and down his cock. Slowly the sensitive muscle stood upright and Flutterbat let out a playful giggle.
“I thought you would see it my way” she said before shifting herself until her muzzle hovered just over him. “Still thinking about punishing me?”
“You know full well that I am” Sombra firmly said to his stubborn mate. “This is very important work that I am trying to do.”
“More important than your wife trying to help you decompress” Flutterbat mused before licking away the bead of fluid that seeped from his member. “I disagree.”
Sombra growled at her open act of defiance and then again for another reason as she took in the head. She softly suckled on the end briefly before going down an inch further. The predator sucked a little harder as she started bobbing on his shaft. The scroll was no longer on Sombra's mind but the fate of a certain Batpony's bottom was. Her mouth slowly bounced on the captive cock and the subtle breaths comming from her husband were amusing. For such a powerful stallion to surrender to such an extent was almost intoxicating. How he received pleasure and the extent of it was up to her. Whether or not she even continued was out of his hooves. She wondered if he had similar thoughts whenever he tied her down or pinned her under his weight. Low growls fused with low moans as she worked. His weeping dick in her muzzle was almost as arousing as her fangs in his chest.
Flutterbat slowly withdrew from his organ and gave him a grin. Sombra sat upright and his eyes pierced into hers.
“Disrupting my royal duties and then abandoning a chore that you brought on yourself” he slowly said in a low, commanding tone. “Mares who tease go over knees.”
Flutterbat slowly swayed her backside. “When I'm finished.”
She went back down half way his cock and firmly sucked on it. Flutterbat slowly rose up while keeping her lips locked on the shaft. Sombra soundly groaned as she reached the tip and grunted as, it slipped out with an audible pop. With a firm shove from her hoof he was forced back to the floor. As his body hit the stone surface he felt his mate traversing up his body. He watched as she straddled him, teasingly hovering her most personal region over his organ. She licked her lips seductively as she slowly sunk down, taking him in. The Iron Emperor moaned as her warm, tight body swallowed his stallionhood. Flutterbat soundly exhaled before lifting herself and coming back down. The vampire started firmly bouncing on him while keeping her eyes fixed on his. The face he wore betrayed his pleasure and the earlier threat to spank her seemed distant. She clenched his cock and built speed, strongly milking her captive. Sombra growled as he tried to resist her actions. He wanted it to last as long as he could. With a stretch and a twist he reached a hoof behind his wife and gave her rump a firm stroke. Flutterbat hissed and squeezed him tighter. With a strong growl and a second strike to her bottom he erupted into her. His seed shot into her body and Flutterbat rested at full depth. Her eyes regarded him with a carnal hunger as his breathing steadied.
“Your king is pleased” Sombra said with a grin as she removed herself from her perch. “But you will still be dealt with for disobeying me.”
Flutterbat sat on the floor in front of him. She offered a grin before winking at him.
“Nah. Nap time” she said casually as she turned and made her way towards the door.
Sombra sat upright and was treated to a generous view of Flutterbat's backside. She seemed to be deliberately swaying her hips as she started towards the grand iron doors. He considered going back to the clerical task that he set out to do upon entering the room; but he had some things to consider. Clearly his mate acted to push him. She took control away from him and was now taunting him about it. She shoved him to the floor and helped herself to his body, and he lay there and took it. A grin crept over the monarch's face. She was challenging him. He had a choice to make. He could let her go on her way, but that would mean silently telling her that usurping him would have no consequences. He could enforce his position later but that would mean permitting her to enjoy a victory. Even if he conquered her later, he could never regain that ground if he allowed her to leave after letting her top him. His blood was boiling. Sombra wanted to fight any battle he could; and intimate activity was a very fragile battlefield. To establish his dominance while earning her submission was always a dance of raw force and calculated restraint. He rose his hooves and took a step towards his slowly departing queen.
“What is the safe word” Sombra firmly asked as he silently glided towards his mate.
“Rust” Flutterbat casually replied as she stretched her wings. “And I can always tap out if I can't speak.”
Flutterbat's vision was abruptly obstructed by black fog. Her wings were clamped down by Sombra's powerful frame and his forelegs wrapped around her barrel She playfully struggled and the acting turned to reflexively trying to break free as her body was lifted. Sombra stood up on his hind legs, holding the kicking Batpony to his chest. The stallion began walking backwards as she flailed. The fog was lifted and she saw no sparks or glow of magic. Pure muscle and determination kept her off the ground as she struggled. In a sudden and strong motion he thrust her body down onto the table that held the detailed map of the known world. Once Flutterbat's back hooves touched stone, she fought to open her wings while hissing and squirming. Sombra planted his front legs on the table and channeled his energy. Chains and leather straps of pure mana burst from the floor and secured her back ankles. Her teeth sunk into Sombra's left leg as her front ankles were seized and pulled towards the opposite end of the table.
Sombra wrenched his leg free and climbed off his feisty captive. The chains retracted back into the floor until she was snugly restrained. Her flailing was limited her beating wings and snarling while turning her head and looking for another chance to bite him. He smiled fondly at his strong willed wife. If she really wanted to break free; she would have done so. The afterglow of his recent orgasm was now fully faded by his desire for another round. Sombra channeled his energy and summoned a leather belt to his side. The crude wrapping snaked through the air and at the first chance, it slipped under the vampire's body and restrained her wings.
“Release me this instant” she barked as his magic tucked the end of her tail under the belt.
“You are objecting to this” Sombra mused before licking his lips at the sight of Flutterbat's prominently displayed bottom. “That's good. It wouldn't be a punishment if you wanted to be bent over the table and restrained. There are consequences for disrupting my duties as if you had power over me. You need to be reminded that I am the highest authority in the realm and in this marriage.”
Flutterbat thrashed against her restrained and Sombra took a moment to appreciate the display before, sentencing his disobedient queen. The chains prevented her from leaving the position he put her in but she still had enough slack to tap out if she had to.
“First, you shall receive as many strikes as I see fit.”
Flutterbat soundly hissed while struggling in place. Sombra took the bait a little better than she predicted. The snug leather binds around her ankles provided a delicious sense of confinement and having her wings disabled make it more tantalizing. Sombra's display of diligence to the rules of their games cemented a necessary aura of security. No matter how rough he used her; he never let her forget that he respected her. Being tied down and reduced to a toy for his pleasure never crept into established reality. She considered wiggling her rump to taunt him further but elected against it. She wasn't tied down as a submissive pet. She was forcibly bent over the table and shackled like a slave whose objections were as worthless as Sombra decided they were. Anything that wasn't the release trigger was nothing more than a defiant act that provoked harsher treatment. Flutterbat felt his hoof trace along her flanks and jerked about again.
Sombra continued to caress his struggling wife's bum. The soft yet toned flesh under his hoof inspired an erection with the same efficacy as magical enhancement. His ears were on high alert in case she struck her hooves on the table or floor, or if she uttered the safe word. His eyes were focused more on a pair of summoned objects hovering over the Batpony's back. He had a thick leather paddle and a equally firm crop to choose from. Both offered different reactions and he wasn't sure which one he preferred experiencing currently. Sombra weighed his options and guided both of them into striking position behind Fluttershy's rear. He considered her fate and with a smirk he dismissed the toys to the abyss. Toys would fracture the illusion of a sudden spur of the moment punishment. Sombra firmly brought his hoof down on her right bun. Implements were fun but an old fashioned hoof spanking seemed more appropriate.
Sombra lightly rubbed the impact areas of the first swats and his mate gave another defiant hiss. He admired her dedication to her assumed role and was almost consumed by the adrenaline rush. It took effort to refrain from roughly mounting her right then and there. The desire to use her like she used him was burning. On top of that, considering the their nature of their game; he would be expected to. Sombra gave her tush another stroke. The rippling of her flesh and the satisfying crack enticed him further. Another strike landed and she gave another rebellious bark. A quick channeling of his magic engulfed his organ as she spoke up.
“When I get loose”
“Silence” Sombra retorted in a commanding tone. “If you will not willingly hold your disrespectful tongue; then you will be made to.”
Flutterbat felt another sharp blow on her defenseless bum. She watched Sombra step into her field of vision. He regarded her with a stone cold gaze. If she didn't know him, she would have been concerned. The Unicorn placed his front hooves on the table and prominently displayed his thick cock in front of her muzzle. She could feel a hoof trace down her back as the end of the organ advanced closer. The tip touched her lips and a sudden spank landed. Flutterbat hissed reflexively and his dick was pushed past her lips. The captive bat struggled to escape the thrust but couldn't escape the intrusion. Sombra pushed until he rested at half depth and growled in pleasure and triumph.
“You will learn to be a proper slave” Sombra coldly said as he landed another strike. “This isn't just a punishment; this is also an overdue. “I will instruct you on how you are expected to perform while servicing me” Sombra gave another slap to her rear. “And you will act in accordance to my will” Another spank landed and Flutterbat whimpered. “You may struggle and protest; but I will use you as I see fit and when I see fit. I allow you to resist because I enjoy it when you resist; but you will never be released before I am pleased” Another slap landed to accent his words. “I will now administer your punishment while educating you in how things will go when your muzzle used for my pleasure.”
Flutterbat squirmed as another strike landed. Between his tone and the growing discomfort in her bum, her nerves felt ignited. She received another stroke from his hoof and he retracted his cock to the tip. With another love tap he pushed back down to half his length. His continued respect for her limits served to enforce the safety net even though any onlooker would be justified in assuming it was a rape.
“When servicing the royal cock” Sombra growled as he established a steady rhythm of thrusting in and out of her muzzle. “You will continue to do so until I permit you to stop” He gave her now slightly pink bottom another strike. “Your muzzle and throat are for my pleasure, not yours. Sucking my duck is not a privilege, a right, or an honor. It is a task that you receive as a gift from your king. Being used to pleasure me is a kinder fate than toiling in the mines long enough to forget what the sun looks like.” Another sharp crack landed. “You may whine and wriggle all you want, but you will be grateful that I feel you have a mouth worth fucking.”
Flutterbat wriggled as he continued to thrust into her muzzle. She playfully whimpered as he landed blows to her defenseless flanks. Her lips locked down on his intruding member and lightly sucked. The dominating Unicorn maintained his pace while tenderizing her rump with the same force he started with. Her loins felt a familiar ache as she basked in the sensations he was giving her. Sombra put on a very convincing illusion of punishing her for the crime of stepping out of line. Underneath the façade was something that more resembled a sort of reward for giving him a surprise snuggle and quickie while he toiled in an unfamiliar battleground. The pen may be mightier than the sword, but Sombra didn't know how to use one without the other. Judging by his current dedication to tenderizing her bottom and humping her mouth, his earlier reluctance was only from a sense of duty to the kingdom he worked to build. His cock began twitching as it continued to slide back and forth on her tongue. The sorness and heat in her backside was becoming more noticeable. Sombra continued to evenly cover her bum with strokes and his breathing signaled his impending release.
Sombra groaned with pleasure as he kept thrusting into his mate. Between her covert submission from sucking his member and her now meek display of reluctance, he was at an elevated state of ecstasy. He kept swatting her bottom and watched with a lustful grin as her reddening bum jiggled from each blow. His hind hooves stepped closer to the table and he leaned himself closer to his lover. A playful yet surprised sounding gag escaped her as three quarters of his shaft abruptly pushed into her muzzle. The dominant participant gave his bottom's bottom another stroke before leaning a little closer and biting on the base of her tail. With a forceful tug, he pulled her rump to a slightly more elevated and displayed pose. Sombra put more leverage onto the one leg keeping him from dropping all his weight while the other kept tenderizing what had to be a burning bum. His wife whined and gaged, simulating that she was trying to beg for clemency but her hooves remained anchored. She could still tap out but in her devotion and pleasure, she didn't seem interested in telling him to stop. He kept thrusting down to the new depth while keeping his grip. Flutterbat abruptly grunted and clenched on his cock. Sombra rested and grinned as she trembled under him.
“And that is a reason why you should obey me” Sombra said with a smirk as he caressed her most personal region with his hoof. “Good, compliant slaves are permitted to cum” Sombra bit down lightly on her warmed up rump. “But you are here to be disciplined, instructed and used; and I am not done using you.”
Flutterbat writhed in the afterglow of her orgasm. Sombra's commanding presence and actions never failed to make her content. She almost enjoyed the catch as much as the hunt. His twitching organ shook her thoughts. A low growl followed by a firm thrust reminded her of something she predicted earlier. She put extra effort into squirming under him as he erupted into her. His thick seed pumped into her while his stallionhood firmly remained in her muzzle as if to prevent anything other than swallowing. Flutterbat playfully whimpered and gagged while accepting her husband's essence. As the last of his semen went down he gave the base of her tail another nip and tug. She whined slightly out of reflex as she felt her rump being forced into being better displayed. Sombra gave her another slap on her rump before sliding out of her mouth and dismounting.
“From now on; all blowjobs will be preformed only upon my command and will carry on until I say otherwise” Sombra growled as eye contact was made. “Is that clear?”
Flutterbat fought the urge to display her total devotion to her lover and king. As much as she wanted to ravage him, she still wanted to play his game. She meekly nodded as a show of submission. Sombra regarded her with a firm gaze and stepped out of her field of vision. She heard him walk behind her and felt his hungry gaze on her bound figure.
Sombra took a moment to admire his queen's darkened bottom. He took in the sight of her presented cheeks and marehood. The stallion paused to reflect on the level of trust and respect they maintained. Flutterbat slowly squirmed and softly whined. He watched her bum sway and shift. He could cut her loose and wrap things up. He probably should get back to the petition he was going over before he was invited to dominate his wife. Hungry eyes continued to watch the vampire's posterior and the scroll went back to being relatively unimportant. His horn sparked as his power applied a generous amount of lubrication to his still solid member.
“I am convinced that you have a better understanding of your place” Sombra said coldly as he gave the visibly sore rump a final hoof stroke. “It's time we moved on.”
Flutterbat shivered at his tone. Clearly he wasn't done with her. She bit her lower lip and groaned under the weight of anticipation. She could feel one of his hooved purposefully land on the table. She felt his chest come down on her as he settled into a mounting position. She smirked as she felt the tip of his dick poke her backdoor. Out of reflex she squirmed about. Sombra simply growled and prodded her forbidden passage with a little more effort.
“You may struggle” Sombra said calmly into her ear as he teased her now clamped shut pucker. “You may cry and scream all you want; but I will always take what I want, when I want, and how I want. You are being punished and used as I see fit. You can either fight me or take this as an opportunity to accept your role in my kingdom as my favorite slave. Your mouth, pussy, and ass exist for my use; however I decide to use them. Never forget that you are mine.”
Flutterbat was having an increasingly difficult time staying in character. His words made her face almost match the shade of her bum. The lustful and commanding tone suggested that the rest of her say would be spent bent over the table and liberally used. The way he made sure to not use his whole weight to keep her body still for penetration made it clear that even though she was about to be taken anally; she was safe and respected. The intruding organ pushed a little firmer against her anus and with a steady shift of his body the tip was lodged inside her. They both grunted from the introduction of Sombra's penis to Flutterbat's insides. Sombra uttered a low growl in pleasure as Flutterbat squeaked from the distinctive pinch. Having her plot penetrated always carried a unique discomfort, and adjusting to Sombra's girth always took time. The Unicorn always seemed to be fully aware of her side of the situation. Sombra patiently waited for her tight hole to relax before pushing deeper. No matter how much of a show he put on about making her a disposable toy; his actions were full of restraint.
Sombra basked in how his queen's body was squeezing him. As he growled in pleasure he pushed a little deeper. With careful motions he rocked back and forth to help his mate adjust to his girth.
“Your flank is much tighter than your other holes” he uttered while groaning into her ear. “Such a delicious feeling. I'm actually conflicted. On one hoof I feel I should ride you like this daily; but I would hate to ruin such a perfectly fitting rump”
Flutterbat winced as Sombra pushed another inch into her backside. Being penetrated anally was not a turn on for her. All it did was make her feel sore, stretched, and full. It was the way he took her and how he acted while doing it that she found enjoyable. If not for his manner and methods, her butt wouldn’t be available at all. The sensation of being desired in such a taboo way and the unique illusion of being dominated was enough for her to permit him to indulge his fascination with her plot. Sombra continued to slowly thrust, sparingly going in a little deeper.
“I don't hear a lot of protesting” Sombra mused before lightly nipping her ear. “Is my slave surrendering to her fate or is she really a slut who enjoys having her ass taken by her master?”
Flutterbat playfully whimpered and writhed in response. She wondered if he had his fill of fighting and was thoroughly enjoying her portrayed surrender. He gave her ear another nip and tug as he uttered another carnal growl. She felt his throbbing organ twitch as he continued to slowly claim her body. His groaning and breathing got heavier as the first half of his member conquered her rump. The dark king's weight shifted slowly and he put more effort into keeping her pinned. Flutterbat squeaked in mock fear. Sombra started to carefully push deeper and deeper. Her hissing and grunting gained volume while Sombra continued his decent.
“Who do you belong to” Sombra whispered as he approached her tenderized cheeks.
“I belong to the master” Flutterbat whined as she felt his pelvis reach her bottom. The full penetration along with the slight pressure on her sore rump.
With a sudden hilted push she felt him release inside her. Her eyes bulged as she drew a sharp grasp. Sombra gave her another nip on the ear before addressing her.
“And never forget it.”
Sombra gently withdrew and Flutterbat winced. Fully pulling out of her rear reminded her of quickly taking off a bandaid. The chains and straps fell from her limbs and Sombra removed himself from the table. He carefully guided her to the floor and softly nuzzled her. The vampire coyly pushed him onto his back and laid herself over him. The Unicorn just laid back and accepted it. He didn't growl when she shifted to get comfortable. He didn't protest when she nuzzled his neck. Sombra gave a glance at the scroll on the floor. Flutterbat softly kissed his neck and he planted one on her forehead.
“I should interrupt you more often” Flutterbat mused as her fangs found the wound from before.
“Within reason” Sombra grunted as her fangs pierced the recently closed wound.
His magic pulled the scroll closer. He sighed at the sight of the ink puddle it had been soaking up. A few sparks from his horn ignited the document, restoring it to its former state. Sombra considered the request as Flutterbat squirmed like a restless filly. With a nod and a brief channeling of power, he signed scroll and dismissed it to the abyss above them.
“You owe me one, Trixie” Flutterbat said with a yawn while giving Sombra's neck another round of nuzzling.
“What was that?”
“Hush. Nap time.”
Sombra paused as he tried to decipher whatever it was she said. His eyes wandered into the abyss as he pulled another scroll down. The new document was a request for more troops for patrolling HailFire Valley. The growing influence of the Church of Chaos was harmless but he didn't want to appear weak. Plus he had to consider how the Zebra tribes might react to a sudden boost in military presence. Flutterbat nibbled his chest in her sleep and stretched a wing over his face. The stallion growled at the obstruction.
Flutterbat stretched her legs but her wing remained motionless over his face.