Twilight failed to miss her canine tail-wagging, but after a few days she noticed it stop. She took the time, after experiencing it, to read Lyra's writing, and found it every bit as enjoyable as the intimate experience had been.

The problem now was, she had Spike in the house and needed to "read" the next chapter. It just wouldn't do for her not to get through all six stories in the first month, doubly so because she knew the others probably would.

Retiring to her laboratory, Twilight put up the Do Not Disturb Unless Apocalypse sign, and locked the door for good measure. As Twilight Sparkle walked across the room, she didn't even glance at her valuable and carefully hoof-built equipment.

A blink of her horn, a flash of purple, and Twilight had summoned her favorite couch and blanket from the living room. She daintily climbed up on her couch and cast her randomizing spell again.

As luck would have it, she got Lyra's story again. "Nope," she said. "Well, maybe later." With a giggle she cast again, and before the spell was even done shuffling to the right page, Twilight began to cast Hayscartes' Method version 3.

Losing to Darkness

by Loss

Chains were bound around Twilight's legs: forelegs together, and back legs too. She noticed every pony around her kept their heads down, all the crystal ponies at least, but one looked back at her.

"There you are. I lost you in the crowd of new slaves," King Sombra said. "So much chattel, but here I find a diamond among the quartz. Bow, and things go easy."

His voice was like the thrum of a dragon's, rich and threaded with honey. His tone was vastly different from what Twilight remembered, but then she hadn't let him win. She shied her eyes away from Sombra's; unable to meet his gaze fully. "Y-You promised you wouldn't hurt anypony if I just—"

"…if you surrendered yourself to me, brave little pony. Do that, and none of these ponies will know the strife of my governance. All will be at peace. This was all for a wife." Sombra walked around Twilight, his heavy hooves, thick fetlocks swishing around them, connected with the crystal floor and sent tremors through Twilight.

She had to do this, she had to give in and let King Sombra win, or her surrender would have been for nothing. "Yes, my king." Twilight Sparkle folded her forelegs and bowed just as Sombra finished circling around to stand before her. Lowering her eyes, Twilight pressed the tip of her snout to the floor.

"Yesssss." Sombra reached to Twilight's head and pressed his huge hoof down between her ears.

Twilight tensed up, expecting him to hurt her, but the hoof stroked slowly—Sombra petted her. It seemed like nothing, barely a slow stroking of her head, but Twilight wasn't ready for the dark magic that swirled down his leg.

The insidious nature of dark magic was its subtlety. By the time Twilight Sparkle felt it pressing around her mind, it was already trickling around her face, into her ears, and pooling around her eyes. Images rushed through Twilight's head, ponies bowed, princesses among them, and she stood at King Sombra's side. Pleasure rifled through her body at the thought. Twilight opened her mouth and moaned as the dark magic preyed upon the reward centers of her brain to make her treasure the image. Her forelegs folded completely, and one reached behind her back legs to stroke her body.

Twilight was in the Canterlot Royal Throne room, standing upon the dais beside her lover, her stallion, King Sombra. She looked down at the guardsponies and laughed. More pleasure rocked her, and Twilight felt her body shifting with a rhythm as old as life. Her eyes were closed, but that didn't stop the black/green/purple swirls from boring images of victory into her head.

Each scene, each victory, each time she took the field of battle with her husband at her side, Twilight was pleasured. She rebelled in it, gave herself completely to the darkness, and when she moaned at her most vulnerable point, something thick shoved into her mouth—her king.

The darkness didn't need to supply images. Twilight Sparkle was rewarded for the subservience and honor she bestowed upon Sombra's cock. She crawled forward, her mind begging the universe to let her take more of him.

"Enough. To bind us forever, turn around and present yourself."

Twilight moaned in loss as the penis was pulled from her throat, but her ears fed her the command she would follow willingly. Turning, Twilight parted her back legs as far as she could with the chains on, lifted her rump, and cocked her tail to the side.

"Goooood…" As Sombra spoke, he climbed atop Twilight.

When the flared end of King Sombra's length kissed her vulva, Twilight shoved backwards as fast as she could. Impaled on the dread-king's shaft, she knew more pleasure than ever before in her life.

Sombra began to rock against Twilight's body, plowing her depths further with each stroke. He built speed, and in short order was pounding her body with long, Twilight-melting thrusts.

Content not to just take her new mate, Twilight shoved back and met her king, then opened her mouth and cried her adoration for him to every crystal pony in the Empire.

A burst of dark magic and heat filled Twilight, and she finally spread her new wings—black wings. Midnight Sparkle opened her eyes and trembled in climax as her king sealed their union with his seed.

The End

Twilight squirmed and reached back. She began to stroke herself as her mind ran through the events of her corruption. She was sopping wet, ready, and was on a short trigger. "Oh Sombra!" Twilight Sparkle shouted her king's name as she climaxed, then a moment later covered her snout with a hoof.

When she managed to get past her embarrassment, Twilight Sparkle began to giggle. She would never surrender Equestria, but a fantasy wasn't something rational. She reached her hoof (not the one planted against her vulva that was still stroking) to the book and petted the cover. "This is the best thing ever."

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