drip... drip... drip... drip...
Cadence had never visited the dungeons below the Crystal Palace at any point during the past four years of her rule. She viewed such accommodations as barbaric at the very least, and strove to house prisoners in far more pleasant accommodations, ones more suited to rehabilitation rather than punishment for the sake of punishment. She'd even considered ordering them filled in or demolished entirely, but had been content with simply sealing them up.
It was deeply ironic, then, that she would now be housed within them herself, the sole occupant of a cell meant to contain unicorn mages. The thick semi-crystalline stone walls and iron door functioned quite effectively as soundproofing, with the only light coming from a small slit in the wall near the very top of the cell. It was at the very least a moderately big cell, with easily enough room for her to walk in a circle... If she could have walked at all.
Sadly, she couldn't even do that. The iron collar around her neck kept her tied quite firmly to the center of the room, while the ring pushed firmly down on her horn robbed the mare of all of her magic, even the enhanced strength she would have possessed as an alicorn. Cadence felt more helpless lying down in that cell than she had at any other point in her life, including her time stuck in the caves below Canterlot. And all of it was due to one stallion...
The iron door shudder in place for a moment before slowly creaking open, followed by the sound of approaching hoofsteps, and a deep, baritone voice that sent shivers down her spine. "Good morning, Princess."
Cadence didn't dare look up, keeping her eyes closed, as if blocking out the sight of the umbral unicorn would keep him from existing.
"Look up at me when I am speaking to you, Cadenza!" That voice growled in an impatient tone, and Cadence finally obeyed, the bags under her eyes and her disheveled look quite obvious to her only onlooker as her gaze drifted up to look at her captor.
King Sombra.
Everything had seemed fine in the aftermath of the kingdom's return, even after they had seemingly destroyed him entirely. Her daughter had been quite the hooffull, but other than that and the brief return of Tirek, things had been remarkably peaceful in the Crystal Empire, leaving her with plenty of time to handle both the out-of-time kingdom's modernization and the slowly-growing Flurry Heart, who had only recently turned three years of age.
That peace had been shattered by the return of King Sombra, who had managed to marshal a surprising amount of followers in the shadows before being reborn in the midst of the Empire. Her husband and she had immediately contacted her fellow alicorns in Equestria, before trying to quickly defeat Sombra before he could do lasting damage. The battle had lasted mere minutes before she and her husband had been defeated and imprisoned far apart. She hadn't even seen her husband since those last few moments of freedom, nearly two weeks ago.
She was jolted out of her thoughts when the dark stallion before her took a step forward, practically towering over the mare in her prone position as his gaze seemed to wander over her body. Finally, after seemingly an eternity, the stallion spoke up at last, "I have had half a fortnight to ponder a fitting end for you, and have considered many. Tossing you into the snowy wasteland, having you dehorned and spirited back to your weak allies in Equestria..." He paused for a moment, before speaking a single word. "Execution."
Cadence felt another shiver of terror run down her spine. She wasn't Celestia or Luna, with a thousand years or more of experience in ruling, fighting, and sacrificing for her ponies. She was brave, surely, but... The mere thought of death terrified her. That only seemed to amuse the dark unicorn King, who chuckled softly before continuing. "As I have said, weak and pathetic, like the rest of your kind. But no, I could not execute such a beautiful specimen such as yourself, Cadenza, even if you are descended from the old royal family. No, I believe I have a far more fitting fate for the Princess of Love."
Looking up into those cruel eyes, Cadence finally mustered the courage to speak up for herself, even as the tyrant King looked down at her as though she were nothing but a thing. "And what, pray tell, would that be?" She couldn't keep the waver from her voice, no matter how strong she tried to be.
The grin that crossed the stallion's face frightened her on an almost instinctual level as he leaned closer to her, one hoof reaching down to cup her cheek and tilt her head up towards him, making her flinch at the touch of that armored hoof. "Why, Cadenza, I merely wish for you to fulfill the true role of your title. You will pleasure me as a mare should, and I will not kill you in the most agonizing way I can imagine."
Cadence stared at him in mute horror, her eyes locked with his as she searched for any sign of a joke, any hint that this sick fate he had laid upon her was anything other than his true intention. She opened her mouth to deny him immediately, but froze upon realizing exactly what he could do to her. "I... T- That is sick and demented! You cannot do this, I am a Princess of Equestria!" The pink alicorn declared in an almost pleading tone, desperate for any way out.
Contrary to what some ponies might speak of behind her back, Cadence did not have much of a sex drive at all, viewing herself as a Princess of romantic and platonic love. All considered together, she had only lain with her own husband perhaps five times during their marriage, each time only to try for a foal, and the last time had been nearly a year and a half ago. He shared many of the same opinions as her, of course, and she was quite content to keep it that way. But what Sombra proposed to do...
The hoof on her cheek pulled back before smacking her across the muzzle with the force of an earth pony, the dark mage's enhanced strength allowing him to deliver a blow that make Cadence cry out in pain as her face was jerked to the side from the sheer power of it. "You dare deny me? Insolent wretch! It is in your own title. I suppose I will have to educate you, won't I?" The King hissed in anger, mere inches from her ear, before suddenly stepping on the chain binding her neck and jerking her head to the ground as she let out a pained choking sound.
Cadence's vision was restricted for a moment to just below the stallion, even as the first armored plate dropped to the ground, clattering on the stone floor before being followed by another, and another. When the small pile was shoved away with magic and she managed to glance up at the stallion, she could see him clad in only those armored hoofshoes and his long, crimson-white cape... As well as possessing something else that made her blood run cold.
Below King Sombra was a stallion's shaft, but that was where the surprises started to come in. The entire thing was incredibly girthy, more than even the biggest of earth ponies, and enough that it might have even been too much for Auntie Celestia. The length looked more suited to impaling rather than fitting, and it all lead up to an equine crown that some might call magnificent, but that her mind labeled as 'frightening'. The way that, even unswollen, it seemed to flare out intimidated her far more than her own husband's had... But then again, Shining Armor was, at most, perhaps half as big.
As her eyes grew wide, they tracked a bit of pre that built up on the tip, the substance not the normal off-white fluid, but looking to be a vibrant purple in color, even glowing ever so slightly. When it dripped down to the stone floor, it seemed to hiss and steam against the ground, and she could feel how tainted it was with dark magic even from that distance.
Cadence was utterly speechless for several moments, letting out a rather unprincesslike and pathetic whimper as her ears folded down against her head, before she finally managed to find her voice. "I... I- It's too big... You can't, you won't... Please..." She stammered out, utterly revolted and filled with fear by the very sight of it. To her, it looked more like a tool of conquest than one of pleasure, designed to be enjoyed only by the stallion himself.
"Come now, Princess. Have you not seen a cock before in your life?" The King's mocking tone came from above her as he took another step forward, one foreleg landing right beside her head and bringing that shaft even closer. The other hoof on her chain kept her head close to the ground, and unable to take in the sight of anything but that cruel implement of sex.
"I... Of course I have, it's just that... I..." She trailed off, and flinched once more when she heard his low laugh of amusement once more.
"Oh, the Princess of Love, a prude? How... Unexpected." His voice was predatory, filled with malice and growing lust as the perceptive stallion loomed over her. Cadence was suddenly reminded that, not only was he slightly bigger than her, but the powerful dark mage had nearly a decade on her at the very least. It didn't help matters at all, and in fact only increased her distaste for him.
That brief moment of thought was enough time for him to let go of the chain, his magic gripping her mane and pulling her forward rather painfully, drawing yet another cry of pain from her as that brutal flare was pressed up against her lips. "Open up, Princess." She kept her mouth closed, shutting her eyes tightly as well to avoid looking t it. "Hmmf, not very cooperative, are you? No matter..."
It took him only a moment to shift that dark magic into painfully wrenching her jaw open, straining that wide crown against her soft, moist lips for a moment before finally managing to pop the flare and the first inch inch her mouth, straining the ability of her mouth to even fit it. At the very most, she'd licked her husband's member previously, but she'd never, ever taken it into her mouth before, and so having that girthy shaft slowly forced into her warm maw was both incredibly humiliating for the mare, and quite uncomfortable as well. She let out a pained whimper that was quite nicely muffled by the sheer size of it, even as she felt the stallion begin to brace himself above her.
The purpose of that was quickly revealed as she felt a hoof pressing against the back of her head, and Cadence's eyes shot open a mere instant before he brutally drove his shaft into her mouth, the sheer force of that thrust along with the hoof at the back of her head allowing a bit more than a third of the length to ram into that tight orifice, even as it hit suddenly against the back of her throat and made her outright squeal around it from the pain. It even managed to trigger a gag from the mare around that fat crown, before it would be slowly pulled back until only her lips were around it.
That brief moment of relief was spoiled as the next thrust came, just as rough as the first, and drawing yet another noise from the Princess. She could feel her eyes starting to tear up as that was followed by another, and another, and another, each one forcing her jaw to stretch to fit the thick shaft as her body shuddered under him, her hind legs instinctively crossing even as the King received a magnificent view of the mare beginning to choke on his cock.
Sombra was not merely content to violate her muzzle, though, and that would be made perfectly clear when the hoof at the back of her head rolled, wrapping a bit of her mane around it and pulling her back until, with a wrench, the tip was popped audibly out of her mouth, several strings of saliva trailing between the tip and her open mouth even as Cadence took in a long, desperate breath. "PLEASE, SOMBRA, I-" She managed to begin to plead before he violently forced her mouth open with another brutal thrust, now starting to force it down her throat in a way that forced the thick shaft to bend ever so slightly, stuffing the first few inches of her gullet with such a sizable shaft that she wasn't even able to draw a breath around it.
That was not even the beginning of his enjoyment of her, even as she heard the stallion letting out a low, rumbling moan, making him the only one of the pair to enjoy what was being forced upon Cadence. The next pull back would remove that thick crown and endowment from her throat, of course, only to pierce back inside and even deeper as the stallion began to slowly and ruthlessly facefuck the mare. Every push elicited a gag and a deep, unsettling *gluck* from the mare, only making her throat an even more enjoyable place for him.
He showed her no kindness, only using her muzzle and throat as a holder for ever-increasing amounts of the dark shaft. Worse, when the first spurt of pre came, Cadence knew, because her throat seemed to erupt on fire, the magical nature of the corrupted liquid triggering her pain receptors, but causing no physical damage. Worst of all, the next thrust spread it through the length of her throat, making her outright scream around the cock, the combination of that vibration and her constant gagging making it practically heaven for the stallion violating her in a rather undignified way.
Every moment that passed was another torture, every thrust heralding another burst of pain. A minute, two minutes, three... Time seemed to stretch on forever as she found herself on the receiving end of rape, and from her usurper no less. Worst of all, the stallion kept on going on and on, each word piling humiliation on top of degradation. "My, my... Were you a virgin there? I had thought that a mare of your standing and title would be more experienced, but I see now your true role. You may have made a weak and useless Princess, but you are a perfect hole for my pleasure."
For Cadence, every taunt represented a failure of hers. He mocked her for her weakness, and she didn't bite down. He insulted her faithfulness, and she remained violated. His magic caressed her flank, and it only elicited another whimper from the mare, in-between cries of pain from the brutal treatment of her throat. There was no lack of lubrication, but his sheer size was what truly made things rough on Cadence, even as his pace seemed to increase with every passing moment. Tears ran openly down her cheeks, and with them came darkened streaks of her makeup and eyeshadow, quite visible against her pink coat.
By this point, almost every inch of the thick shaft had been forced down her throat, depriving her of air for far too long. When the stallion pulled all the way out once more, the flare once more painfully forcing her jaw open to leave, she barely even had time to let out a pathetic sob before the thick shaft was used to smack her once more across the cheek, the stallion obviously enjoying his brutal treatment of the mare as he rammed back into her mouth and down her throat once more, this final penetration letting him push all the way in, up until his balls slapped roughly against her muzzle and her lips were pressed against his sheath and groin.
With how deep he was inside of her, she could feel the sheer warm of his body above her, practically bracing and resting against her back and helping to pin the mare down as he pistoned inside again and again, the slight twitching of the shaft in her throat hinting that, soon enough, he might finish. Above her, Sombra seemed to tense up slightly, drawing even further screams and little gagging noises from her all the while.
Suddenly, the stallion gave one last, harsh thrust inside of her muzzle, holding himself hilted inside of her as, deep down her throat and practically inside of her, with her throat bulging to its very limits in order to fit the shaft, the wide crown suddenly swelled rapidly, flaring out and locking him inside. In time with a little buck of his hips, the length in her throat seemed to pulse, before it finally came.
The first thing that struck her as Sombra came down her throat was the sheer heat of it, almost feeling like it was boiling as the immense amounts jetted into her stomach, making her instinctively twist and struggle violently in pain, screaming around the shaft as her eyes shut tightly and tears streamed from them. Her writhing did nothing to stop the vast amounts that filled up her stomach and, after that, started to pack into her throat, leading the stallion to begin to slowly start pulling out of her mouth.
The experience was quite excruciating for Cadence, feeling that flare slowly drag along her throat as more and more of the corrupted seed was forced into her throat, and soon, as the tip was finally pulled out to expand into her mouth, right against her tongue. The taste was a mixture of things both utterly vile and perversely enticing, the flood of the stallion's cum finally slowing down as it soaked into her taste buds and even forced its way up her nose, dribbling out of the mare both through her nostrils and around her lips as she trembled through the waves of agony.
With a cruel pull of his hoof, and an audible *pop*, the crown was forced out of her painfully-stretched jaw as he stepped away from her, even as the mare's head drooped and she tried to take a breath. Her entire body jerked, convulsing for a moment, before starting to forcefully vomit immense amounts of the thick cum onto the floor under her head with a rather obscene sound, the brightly-glowing purple seed looking almost alien as it steamed against the ground and coated her muzzle, leaving no escape for the mare as she finally drew in her first real breath in what had felt like forever... And screamed.
As the Princess collapsed against the ground, her face landing in the puddle of the corrupted fluid, Sombra could only grin down at her as she pathetically sobbed against the ground, the pain dulling in her body far too slowly for her liking and leaving her feeling far too sensitive, sore, and abused. Cadence knew she couldn't take any more...
"Well, Cadenza... Are you ready for round two?"
