Oh, It's Good to be King

The dark king stretched languidly on his massive bed, his eyes closed and his shadowy fur still matted with gore and blood. His jaws opened in a large yawn, showing off his glistening fangs as he slowly roused from sleep, rolling over onto his side and stepping out of bed. He finally opened his crimson eyes and glanced around his chambers, a grin spreading across his face when he spotted a maid frozen in fear only a few feet away. The demented pony sauntered over to the terrified mare, grin never leaving his lips as he walked around her, surveying her from every angle. He may have just gotten off a few hours ago, but evidently it wasn't enough as he felt himself growing hard once again, the trembling maid helping with that considerably.

After a thorough look-over, Sombra decided the girl was good enough and surrounded her in his sickly, bubbling magic, not minding her yelp as he lifted her into the air and over to his bed, which he only just noticed was rather dirty from all the blood and gore he was still coated in. Unfortunately for the poor mare in his grip, it only served to excite the King further, reminding him of his earlier exploits. He lay the shaking mare right in the middle of the gorey mess, and for a moment contemplated ripping her stomach open, but it would just be a bad attempt to recreate his earlier victory. He'd rather just fuck the girl for the sake of slaking his lust and maybe slaughter some other ponies later.

With his decision made, the demented stallion spread his victim's legs and swung his powerful forelegs onto the bed, mounting her and placing his rock hard cock on her belly. The mare let out a pathetic whimper and the King chuckled as he noticed tears sliding down her muzzle, it may not be the same as fucking an open wound and organs, but the terror the live ones show is almost as good.

He adjusted so the large head of his stallionhood rested right at her entrance and slowly started to push in, enjoying every delicious inch as it forced her open, her nearly dry pussy trying it's best to keep him out. As he pushed in, the filly started to cry harder, her muzzle scrunched up in pain and her muscles tensing in an automatic reaction, making Sombra smirk and push faster, causing her to cry out. A low growl slid from the demented King's throat as he started to move, feeling each ridge and texture of her cunt as he pulled out and pushed right back in, slowly picking up speed.

The mad King dug his forehooves into the mattress and his back hooves into the floor as he started to truly pound the little pony beneath him, the globs of pre dripping from his tip coated her insides, allowing his thrusts to become faster and more brutal. The maid cried out on the particularly painful thrusts, but otherwise tried to keep her noises quiet, though tears now streamed freely down her face, soaking her fur and the filthy mattress below her.

Feeling that she wasn’t making nearly enough noise for his liking, King Sombra lunged forward, burying his cock in her to the hilt and sinking his gleaming fangs deep into the flesh of her shoulder. The maid let out a pain and terror filled scream which reverberated around the crystalline room, making the demented stallion shudder in pleasure. Once her scream had died down, he slowly started to move his hips again, tilting them back and forth to create small thrusts, which, given that his teeth were still locked in her shoulder, was about all he could do. Each small thrust was just enough to jostle his fangs inside the mare’s flesh, causing her to whimper in pain and squirm as much as she could, which wasn’t much. But the pain was making her tense all her muscles, including the ones in her pussy, so she was gripping the King’s dick and that plus the minimal motion felt quite nice.

However, after a few moments of rocking his hips, Sombra grew bored, it felt good, but he wanted to fill this bitch with his seed, not make love to her. With that thought in his head, he released her from his mouth and pulled his cock out in one swift motion, forcing a pained cry out of her before wrapping her in his magic and flipping her over. Once her ass was in the air, he thrust back in, relishing in the feel of her fluttering walls, which were still only barely slicked with his pre. The new position afforded him a much wider range of motion and he took full advantage pulling almost entirely out on every thrust, before slamming back in to the hilt, rocking the poor filly’s body. The mare couldn’t contain her noises anymore and let loose screams and sobs of pain and fear, her face pressed to the bloody sheets barely muffling her.

With this new pace, it didn’t take long for the Dark King to feel his end approaching, his balls tightened as he gave a few final thrusts, even harder than before, before burying himself to the balls and emptying them into her hot, twitching pussy. Sombra let out a low, rumbling groan as he felt the relief and pleasure of orgasm wash over him, his seed pumping out in long, slow spurts, each one hitting the poor mare’s cervix and sloshing into her womb. Once he felt the last bursts empty into her, he let out a sigh and pulled out, leaving the filly laying there, shivering. The mad king smirked at the sight then shook himself, ignoring his softening cock which still dribbled a bit of cum, he stepped out into the hall. Some servant would clean up the mess in his room, and he had business to attend to. He was the King after all.