Ruling an empire is never easy, mainly when you have to be alert for possible rebellions, either from inside the borders and the neighboring kingdoms, nonconformist with the inevitable subjugation they were into. Moments like these ones leave the body of any king pretty tense, including tyrant kings with a great power in dark magic.
Getting into his room, Sombra turned to one of his guards and told to him harshly and arrogantly, like he always talked to his subordinates:
“Get me immediately a female slave to give me a massage. I’m in a great need to relax.”
“Yes, sir” the guard replied, moving away to do his king’s order.
Closing the room’s doors, Sombra started to take off his armor and cape, both covered in blood from the rebels that he had punished and laid on his bed face down, while waiting for the slave that he had requested.
Moments later, there was a knock on the door, followed by the guard’s voice saying:
“My king, I brought you the slave that you asked for.”
“Then let her in and lock the door” Sombra ordered coldly. “I don’t want to be disturbed no matter what happens, understood?”
“Yes, sir” the guard answered.
There was the sound of the guard bringing in the slave, who was resisting him due to the terror that she was feeling, followed by the sound of the door closing and being locked. The trembles that the slave was having were audible to the tyrant king, whose impatience made him exclaim:
“Hey, you were brought here to satisfy me, so come here and massage me!”
The trembles only intensified when the slave listened the imposing voice that belonged to Sombra, but she advanced to his bed and it didn’t take long for him to feel her hooves touching and starting to massage his back. She had a nervous and hesitating, but soft and delicate touch, something that alleviated his tensed back.
Daring to look at the corner of the eye, Sombra observed the slave that was massaging him. She was a pegasus mare with a yellow coat and a pink mane. Sombra recognized her as being one of the ones that tried to stop her return to power. Just thinking in the irony of now having her serving him, the dark king drew a smile, amused. Noticing Fluttershy’s nervous and scared look, Sombra had the perfect idea to torment her even more and yet get rid of all the tension that he had on his body.
“Hey!” he called, making Fluttershy give a jump. “I want you over me massaging. Now!”
Trembling, Fluttershy obeyed, putting herself over her enslaver’s flank, and continued to massage him. Sombra let himself enjoy that moment, while Fluttershy’s gentle hooves massaged her tensed back and large shoulders. But relaxation wasn’t the only thing that he was feeling…
As Fluttershy continued to massage him, excitement started to grow in him, along with his desire to torment. It didn’t take long for him to get hard and, when he couldn’t wait any longer, Sombra made a move that he used in battles when he was physically subdued to get on her slave, while holding her against the bed. The young Pegasus try to release herself, but the oppressor king was too much stronger than her.
“Did you really thing I would not recognize you?” Sombra asked. “I never forget the faces of my enemies.”
“Please…” Fluttershy cried, full of terror. “Don’t hurt me… I beg you…”
“I could not hurt you, having in count your aptitude for massages” Sombra replied. “But it happens that it goes against my nature to leave my enemies unpunished.”
Fluttershy closed her eyes, while tears started to go down through her face and the fear for what Sombra could do to her started to invade her. At that moment, she felt Sombra’s muzzle touching her at her mane and sniffing it.
“You have such sweet … and innocent scent, I dare to say” Sombra told. “Do not tell me that you are a virgin.”
That caused an even eviler and more amused smile being drew at Sombra’s face.
“Well, this only got even more interested” he told. “But don’t worry.”
And he approached his muzzle to her ear and whispered:
“I can guarantee that your first time will be memorable.”
With her suspicions about what Sombra would do to her now confirmed, Fluttershy tried to release herself, while asking for help. However, Sombra was much stronger than she was, managing to contain her movements very easily. To shut her up, he forced a kiss on her lips, letting his tong explore her mouth. When the kiss ended, he said to her:
“Stay put! I like when my whores stay quiet while I give them the best moment of their lives. You should feel honored for losing your virginity to a stallion like me.”
And he forced another kiss on Fluttershy, passing then to her neck. That was the part that was very pleasurable to Sombra, with him taking his time kissing and sucking the neck of his prey, as that made him feel in control. That was a feeling that the tyrant king never dismissed.
After getting done with Fluttershy’s neck, Sombra whispered to her ear:
“Get ready to the best moment of your life: the moment when you’ll be mine completely.”
Fluttershy, although wanting with all her heart get out of there not, didn’t even bothered to fight anymore, although her body intuitively continued to resist, even so it was slightly. Hope had abandoned her, while Sombra got ready to take his slave’s flower. With a strong thrust, Sombra made his monstrous stallionhood get in Fluttershy’s pussy.
While Sombra gave bestial moans of pure pleasure, the little yellow pegasus sobbed, while trying to endure the pain. Suspending his body with the front hooves beside Fluttershy’s sides, Sombra started with the thrusts, searching for the climax.
Ending up being done with that position, Sombra made Fluttershy get face down, continuing to reach the climax. While thrusting, Sombra started to kiss Fluttershy’ back, going bottom to top until he reached her neck, where he restarted what he have done moments ago.
With all that, Sombra felt that the great moment was now and, rising up his muscled body, he gave another strong thrust, followed by the biggest moan of pleasure that the king had given during the act. A shot of his seeds filled Fluttershy’s marehood.
Panting, Sombra took out his dick from Fluttershy and, giving an evil laugh, he made de mare, now apparently toneless, look at him and told her:
“From this day, this moment will be forever marked on your memory. I hope you treasure this event, as you had the honor of having your flower taken by me and not by one of my guards that look like vultures waiting just for a piece of meat.”
Having said that, he got up, feeling now completely relaxed. Using his magic, he put on his armor and cape (using his magic to clean the blood on them) and headed to the entrance of his room. Unlocking the door, he opened it and got out, closing it then.
“Take care of her” Sombra ordered to the guard. “Make sure that she’s ready on my bed this night. I still have a lot of business to attend to and I have the feeling I will need another… massage.”
“Yes, sir” the guard replied, saluting his king.
And Sombra moved away, hoping now for the next time he would have Fluttershy to take out all the tension from his body again.
