Reclaiming his Empire; Claiming his Subjects

King Sombra sat reclined on his throne, naked but for his crown and the grey pieces of metal armour on his wrists and neck, his crimson cape hanging from the throne's back. In front of him, Sunburst and Thorax were kneeling on the ground, pressing their faces on his crotch and alternatively kissing and licking his balls, while his shaft stood fully erect above their heads.

At the centre of the room, Shining lay on his back on the crystal floor, his limbs immobilised by thick black chains. Above him, Flash, while staring at Sombra, rhythmically brought his ass up and down on the white unicorn's shaft. The pegasus pressed his lips between his teeth, throatily moaning, as beneath him Shining let out small whimpers of ecstasy. Both were more than ready to cum, but neither could, as their King had decided only he could give them release.

Sombra snapped his fingers, and the two slaves in front of him looked up at him, eyes glazed over, their breaths heavy, drool flowing from their mouths down their chins and onto their naked bodies. Green light danced in the black unicorn's eyes, and he gave a nod with his head. His slaves understood his will.

Sunburst remained with his head near Sombra's crotch, but stood up on his legs, pushing out his behind. Thorax moved away and walked to stand behind the orange unicorn, grabbing hold of his hips with his hands.

Sombra snapped his fingers again. The chastity cage around Thorax's crotch turned to smoke and disappeared, along with the buttplug inside Sunburst's ass. Red magic coiled around the unicorn's tail, lifting it and tying it up to get it out of the way. Another strand of energy moved to Thorax's shaft, stroking it and wrapping around its length. The changeling's cock quickly hardened and reached its full size, already leaking pre from its tip.

Thorax looked at his King, anxious and excited. Sombra nodded, and the changeling slid his member inside Sunburst's hole, licking his lips and closing his eyes as he pushed into him, throwing his head back as he felt his insides wrap around his length.

Sunburst began to moan, but as soon as his mouth opened Sombra grabbed his horn and pushed his head down on his shaft, forcing him to take his stallionhood deep into his throat. Then, the King slowly lifted his head back up, only to slam it down again, harder than before. He kept pumping Sunburst's head on his cock, giving the unicorn no time to breathe, as the pendant hanging from his neck bounced up and down with each thrust. Behind Sunburst, Thorax had begun to thrust, and at a nod from his King he spanked the unicorn's ass.

In the middle of the room, the chains began to move. They wrapped around Flash and violently pulled him away from Shining, then lifted both of them up in the air, where Sombra could see them. The metal cage around Flash's member disappeared, exposing his shaft, and new chains moved down from the ceiling to coil around his and Shining's members, beginning to stroke them. The two stallions moaned, looking down towards their King.

His nose pressed against Sombra's crotch, Sunburst struggled to remain conscious, while tears fell down from his eyes. His throat was completely filled by the unicorn's cock, and his ass was equally full, as Thorax kept thrusting in and out of him with fast, jerky movements. His vision drifted and waned, occasionally blacking out or becoming blurry, but the unicorn did his best to remain aware. Sombra didn't like it when his slaves passed out easily while he choked them. He did occasionally fuck their unconscious bodies, but enjoyed seeing them struggle to remain awake.

Thorax panted, his heart pounding heavy in his chest, sweat running down his back and shoulders. His arms were slightly spread out, his upturned hands magically blocked in midair by glowing rings of red magic, and his hooves were blocked in a similar fashion. Outside of his control, his hips kept thrusting in and out of the unicorn in front of him, in a tiring, obsessive rhythm sapping away at his energies. Beneath his short tail, Sombra's magic had vanished his buttplug and entered his ass, and was now pumping in and out of him, spreading his insides.

Shining let out a choked grunt, feeling the chains slide up his spine to wrap around his neck. Another pair moved down from the ceiling, with smaller, open rings at their ends. The chains reached the unicorn's nipples, and there the open sections of the rings closed down on them, pinching his flesh and prompting another choked yelp of pleasure. Another chain descended and wrapped itself around his horn, beginning to stroke it in sync with the one wrapped around his stallionhood.

To Shining's left, Flash quietly moaned as a chain wrapped itself around his mouth and sealed it shut that way. His arms were moved to rest behind his back, wrists just above his tail, as he was held up from beneath his shoulders. A moment after, his wings were also forced to fold themselves on his back, and blocked there by chains wrapping all around his torso. His legs were similarly entrapped, black chains encircling them. A chain wrapped itself directly above and directly below his erection, framing it, while another coiled around the top of his ballsack.

Then, the chains around the pegasus moved, and he was flipped upside down, and turned to face towards Shining. A smaller, thinner set of chains made its way to his mouth, forced it open and locked it in that position. His hanging height was slowly adjusted, and he was pushed forward. In front of him, the chain wrapped around Shining's cock lifted it up, guiding it towards Flash's mouth.

Shining saw the pegasus's shaft slowly inch forward towards his face. Without the need for commands, he opened his mouth, and reached out with his tongue to guide the stallion's member in. As Flash's cock entered his mouth, and the chain around his neck loosened as to not prevent the stallionhood from entering his throat, he felt the other's lips wrap around his own shaft. The two were pushed together until they were both deepthroating each other, then the chains began to rock them back and forth against each other, their shafts going in and out of their mouths. At the same time, they also began to rotate, allowing anyone to see the full display from anywhere in the room.

Thorax's breath was heavy, his mind clouding up. His body hurt from the continuous thrusting, and though the pain gave him pleasure, as he was servicing his King's will, he feared he would be unable to contribute to whatever would have come next. In front of him, Sunburst appeared equally spent, his head moving up and down only thanks to Sombra's hand. The orange unicorn's mind drifted in and out, leaving him in a barely conscious state, sometimes unaware of where he was or what was happening. His only certainty was the he was obeying Sombra, and that was enough.

Aware of his slaves' condition, Sombra slowly lifted Sunburst's head away from his shaft, undid the magic holding Thorax prisoner, and then threw the unicorn forward. The two tumbled backwards on the ground, landing one on top of the other on their backs. They looked up at the ceiling and smiled at the sight of Flash and Shining's bodies, penetrating each other's throats, slowly circling some invisible line between them.

Sombra stepped down from his throne, his cock still at full mast, and walked to the two slaves on the ground. He snapped his fingers, and all at once the chains released the two stallions above him, who fell towards the floor and were only stopped by his magic. He got a good look at their tired, sweat-covered bodies, chuckling to himself, then moved towards Flash.

As the other three slowly got back to their senses and sat up, Sombra flipped the pegasus to once more be upside down, and rematerialised the cage around his shaft, which quickly forced his erection to retreat. Flash whined a bit as he realised his King would not directly touch his cock, but the displeasure was quickly washed away. He was obeying Sombra. Obedience was the greatest pleasure for him. Obeying was better than any physical pleasure he could receive.

With a flick of his horn, Sombra secured Flash's hooves in two floating rings of red magic, then grabbed hold of the pegasus's head with both hands. Without any further warning, he shoved his full length inside Flash's throat, and moments later the wet and sloppy sounds of his thrusts within the stallion's mouth echoed in the room.

The taste and smell of his King were intoxicating to the pegasus, who was shaking in pleasure mere moments after Sombra had entered his mouth. Each thrust in his throat sent a new wave of bliss all through his body, and sparks of ecstasy exploded in his mind, making everything else disappear. It was impossible to think, impossible to focus, and all he could do was remain there and take it. Each thrust, each movement shook his mind and left him trembling in pleasure.

Sombra shifted his hips, changing the angle at which he entered Flash's throat and slowing down in his motion. His shaft, already extensively pleasured by Sunburst less than minutes before, remained hard and throbbing. The pegasus's throat wrapped around it, and the stallion's outstretched lips passed over Sombra's medial ring every time he thrust into him. A sticky mixture of spit, drool and pre dripped down on Flash's face, assaulting his nostrils and forcing him to close his eyes.

Soon, Sombra felt his own orgasm approach. The tip of his shaft flared out, completely blocking the other's breathing, and the unicorn slammed his hips into Flash's face. As his balls pressed on to the pegasus's nose, he firmly held the stallion's head still. Shot after shot of cum sprayed upwards from his stallionhood and deep into Flash's insides, as the pegasus almost passed out from the lack of air.

After his lengthy orgasm, Sombra forced the pegasus off of his still hard shaft, and let him fall to the ground. Flash remained there, breathing heavy and fast, his face covered in their combined juices. His eyes were distant and glazed over, and he shook subtly from side to side, as if having a seizure. Drool and incoherent fragments of words fell from his mouth, as he kept on cumming and cumming after receiving his King's seed.

The black unicorn moved towards the other three, who were busy sharing kisses and stroking each other's bodies. As they noticed him, they immediately let go of everything and snapped to a kneeling position, watching him with trembling eyes and wondering who the next one would be. Their breaths came in short, nervous bursts, filled with excitement, tension and fear, though they couldn't quite figure out what there was to fear about their King.

Sombra reached them, and he gently lowered his hand to Sunburst's head, stroking the unicorn's mane. With a soft push, he forced the orange stallion to look up. "You have done quite well today, my slave. And your master likes to reward slaves who serve him well. You know what that means, right?"

Sunburst's heart began to pound in his chest, so hard it felt painful. His pupils shrank to the size of needles, and his mouth went dry, along with his throat. He began to shake uncontrollably, his shaft desperately pushing against the confines of his chastity cage. His breath grew faster and faster, as he stared at Sombra with a pleading, desperate expression. He needed it, he desperately needed it. He felt like he couldn't live without it. To feel his veins burn with power, his mind drown in ecstasy. The world danced before his eyes, and he feared he would pass out. He needed it, more than water, more than air. Sombra's magic. He needed it, needed it, needed it so much.

Sombra smiled, and barely stopped himself from laughing. It was always so fun to reawaken the unicorn's addiction to him, and equally as fun to watch him tear himself apart when he was denied his promised dose. He truly loved to tease Sunburst like that. Once he'd left him waiting for a full day before actually giving it to him, it had almost broken the poor thing. So fun to watch him, deliriously screaming, on his knees, body tensed up and sweating like he'd run a hundred laps around the castle. Not today though. Sombra gave a flick of his horn, and a spark of red magic fell from its tip.

Sunburst's eyes remained transfixed on the spark as it fell towards his horn, while time felt slowed down to a crawl to him. Finally, the object of his obsession reached him, and he couldn't hold back his own scream of pleasure as he felt the magic flow into his body. Like a fire it spread through him, setting all his sense ablaze, making him stronger, feeding him. It was always so good. His own magic grew, he became a greater wizard. It was everything he lived for, and he owed his eternal loyalty to the stallion who made it possible.

The orange unicorn collapsed on his back. His breath was slow and even now, and a trail of drool escaped his open lips. His eyes were glazed over, staring nowhere in particular. His body was almost motionless, save for occasional shivers and shaking when a particularly strong rush of pleasure ran through him. In his mind was only blank, thoughtless happiness, coloured by obedience and by the shade of the obsession that would return to consume him once his high died down. But for a while there would be only peace, calm and pleasure for him, and unless forced to by Sombra himself he wouldn't move from his spot on the floor.

Sombra moved on to the remaining slaves. "Thorax?" he called.

The changeling looked up.

"Would you be a dear and clean me up?" Sombra asked, pointing at his dick, still coated both in Flash's spit and in traces of his own cum.

Thorax shivered for a moment. "O-Of course, my King," he replied in a quiet tone, slowly leaning forward and trembling as he got closer to the unicorn's stallionhood.

Shining watched the changeling with apprehension and a little jealousy. None of them was a stranger to the effects Sombra's seed had on the shapeshifter. It was almost frightening, though Shining envied the experience at times. He truly did wonder what it must have felt like.

Thorax was slowly moving closer and closer to Sombra's shaft. His eyes nervously looked up almost to the King's face, then down again. Although he'd tried to slow down, he couldn't hesitate, and he couldn't refuse Sombra's will. With one last shiver, his lips touched the unicorn's cock, and he slowly began to open his mouth. His tongue moved forward, and licked up the first drops of cum. Immediately, the changeling began to tremble and shake, and his cock began to harden again.

"Is something wrong?" Sombra asked in faux worried tones. "Would you rather not have to do this?"

Thorax didn't answer, and instead kept on licking further up and down Sombra's shaft, spreading his lips wider. Even without his King's command compelling him to do what he was doing, it was already becoming impossible for him to stop. His body started to tense in almost painful ways, as his mouth kept moving faster, looking for more of Sombra's cum. His breath became quicker, and he finally wrapped his lips around the tip of the unicorn's cock, as his shudders grew more violent and more frequent. His shaft was painfully erect, throbbing and spurting shots of precum.

"Oh, come on," said Sombra, grabbing the changeling's horn. "If you want to do this, you should at least do it properly." Smiling to himself, he pulled Thorax's head towards him, forcing more and more of his cock inside his slave's throat.

Thorax's shudders became even more frequent. His body began to shake uncontrollably, tears falling from his eyes, as Sombra's shaft entered him and more of the unicorn's cum was fed to him. His breathing grew short and ragged, and he remained there, spasmodically twitching, quickly losing the ability to control his own body. The chemical-induced rushes of pleasure triggered in his body by drinking his King's seed forced everything else out of his mind, and soon he was left a quivering mess, his mind forcefully blanking out with each orgasmic explosion going off in his brain. He was powerless against the waves of ecstasy, too strong for him to do anything but cum and cum, unable to even think.

After hilting deep in the changeling's throat, Sombra slowly removed his cock, making sure Thorax's lips pulled away every last drop of cum on his shaft. Then he let the changeling fall on the crystal floor, where he instinctively curled up and laid motionless, experiencing one mind-shattering orgasm after the other, as his member shot spurt after spurt of cum with no end in sight. Then the unicorn turned to Shining. "Just me and you now it seems." He took a step forward.

Shining blushed, looking to the side. He started to sweat, feeling heat rise up in his body, and tentatively leaned forward against the other's legs, wrapping an arm around them. He looked up at Sombra with pleading eyes, unsure of what he was pleading for. Sombra had done so much for him. Sombra had taken him, a worthless unicorn, who had gone insane and was threatening the well-being of those he held dear, and he'd given him so much more. Protection from others and from himself, a new purpose, a new life. He owed so much to his King. His King made him feel so good. All the time, just knowing he was Sombra's slave filled Shining with a warm sense of joy.

Sombra looked down, and wordlessly lifted up the unicorn with a hand, turning him to look away. He wrapped his arms around Shining, and planted a series of soft kisses on the white stallion's neck. His hands roamed over the other unicorn's body, stroking his abs, caressing his legs, then coming to rest over his nipples and playfully pinching them.

Shining moaned quietly, his lips still closed. He pushed himself against Sombra's body, feeling the King's muscles pressed on his back, shivering at the occasional contact with the cold metal of Sombra's armour. When the King reached his nipples and began to tug them, Shining felt a rush of excitement travel down his spine, and instinctively moved his own hands over the unicorn's to keep them there. Their fingers intertwined, as Sombra kept playing with Shining's nipples, and Shining kept moaning.

The black unicorn shifted his position slightly. Realigning his legs, he slid his shaft under Shining's legs, and forcing the unicorn to stand on the tip of his hooves he began to slide back and forth, stroking the ex-prince's stallionhood with his own. He moved up Shining's neck with his kisses, his breath hot and heavy on the stallion's skin. First on the back of his head, then on his ears, then up to his horn, which Sombra began to lick up and down.

Shining began to pant, grinding himself against Sombra. He rocked his hips back and forth, staring down at both of their shafts. Sombra's was much bigger than his, and just the sight made his mouth water, the smell of it coming up to his nostrils fogging his brain. As his King's tongue began to run over his horn, stars exploded in Shining's vision, and he only managed to stay up thanks to Sombra's strong, muscled arm holding him. As his hooves left the ground, he moved his hands away from his chest and wrapped them around his and Sombra's cocks, pressing them together and beginning to stroke them both.

Sombra chuckled, still holding the unicorn up from the ground in his embrace. He playfully bit Shining's neck, then began to grind his curved red horn against the unicorn's spiralling white one. Sparks of magic shot out from their contact, like a piece of metal grinding against stone. He breathed down Shining's neck, then moved his head forward with a jerky snap and bit down around the white stallion's horn.

Shining felt his breath leave him for a moment, as his vision went black and his heart seemed to stop. He came to a second later, finding himself limp in Sombra's arms, staring up at his King. His throat was dry, breathing hurt, his heart was pounding in his chest like a battering ram and sweat ran down his forehead and back.

Sombra grinned down at him, then aggressively kissed him. He forced his lips on Shining's, pushing his tongue past them and into the unicorn's mouth to dominate his. Then he lowered his arms, lowering Shining's body with them, a trail of spit connecting their mouths as he did so. The bridge of saliva snapped, falling on Shining's face, and Sombra began to cradle the stallion back and forth in his arms, smiling warmly at him.

The black unicorn tapped his hoof on the crystal below him, and the polished surface began to shift and rise. Slowly, a bed started to form from the throne room's floor, complete with crimson covers, engraved bedposts of smooth onyx and soft pillows of a milky white colour. Sombra walked towards the bed, and gently set Shining down on top of it. Then he too sat on the bed, placing a hand over the unicorn's chest to keep him down there and looking at him. He remained there, silent, their breathing the only sound in the room, the sounds of the other slaves suddenly muted.

Shining kept staring at his King's eyes, as his heart hammered in his chest. The bed was so soft, he felt like he could just sink into it. Like he could just fall asleep there, simply by lying on it. All his worries and stress melted and vanished. Not that there was any reason to feel any stress or anxiety, he reminded himself. There was nothing like that in his life. Only pleasure and happiness, only blissful obedience to Sombra. A green glow spread over his eyes, and Shining's body went limp, his breath slowing down. He was only barely aware of what was happening now. But it didn't matter, Sombra was there, and everything was good.

Once he'd made sure the unicorn's heartbeat had slowed down, Sombra removed his hand from Shining's chest. Careful not to wake him from his trance, he slowly pushed the stallion's body towards the centre of the bed, placing his head on the pillow, then placed himself at the foot of the bed, standing over Shining. With a flick of his horn, the white unicorn's legs spread out and flipped over, and black chains erupted from the bedposts at the head of the bed and wrapped themselves around Shining's hooves, suspending his legs there over his body.

Sombra gave one last look at the stallion, then proceeded to align himself and his shaft with the entrance to Shining's ass. Slowly, gently, he penetrated the unicorn, and began to slide in and out of him in a calm, regular rhythm, as Shining's erection stood stiff and drops of pre dripped from its tip onto the slave's abs. "Tell me, who are you?" Sombra asked in a deep, warm tone.

"I am Sombra's slave," Shining droned out in a monotone voice. "I am a toy for the King's pleasure. This is all I am."

Sombra found it hard to keep his rhythm, and had to stop himself from thrusting harder. Hearing his slaves proclaim their obedience never ceased to be the best thing about twisting their weak little minds, no matter how many times he had them do it. They were all his, his to play with, his to twist further and further, and he would never get bored of it. But, but, while he was an immensely powerful unicorn, the process of twisting ponies' minds was a delicate one, and he couldn't rush things if he wanted to have Shining slip deeper instead of breaking him. He could have, but where was the fun in that? Still... "And what would you be without you King?"

A shiver of fear ran through Shining, although his emotions still remained muted. "I would be Shining Armor, a worthless, useless unicorn, with no purpose in life, undeserving of everything. I would be less than nothing without my King. I would be lost without my King, I would be incomplete, I wouldn't be myself."

Sombra moaned between his lips. That never got old either. Still struggling a little to maintain his thrusts consistent, he continued, "What do you think of your King?"

Shining's breath grew hot and throaty, and his heartbeat sped up a little. "I love my King. I worship my King. He is better than me, better in every way. My King is the greatest pony in existence. My King deserves to rule over everyone and everything. My King brings happiness to his subjects, there is no greater pleasure than serving my King."

Sombra's breath was heavy, sweat starting to fall from his brow, his shaft throbbing inside the unicorn's hole. Shining's idea of him was good, but perhaps it could be improved upon a bit. "You worship your King, correct?"

"I worship my King," Shining replied with a hint of muted arousal.

"You King's will is your command, right?"

"My King's will is my law, my command, my unbreakable truth. I cannot even conceive of disobeying my King. My King's will shapes me, and going against it would be impossible, as it would be against my very nature."

Sombra had to bite his upper lip to stop himself from cumming while still maintaining his thrusts. His voice grew a little rougher, words rushing out from his mouth as he almost started to pant. "You will accept your King's will. You will let your King's will mould you. You will accept your King's will as it reshapes your mind and essence. It doesn't matter that you will be different, as it is your King's will."

"I will allow my King's words to reshape who I am. I am happy to let my King make me into whatever he wishes. I live to carry out my King's will, whatever that is," Shining said, his voice flat and obedient.

Sombra took a moment to collect himself, still thrusting in and out of the unicorn. He had to make sure he chose the right words, or he would have to redo the whole process again. Thankfully, Shining appeared to be already far gone enough for him to push things. "It is pointless to compare your King to yourself. It is pointless to compare your King to normal ponies. It is pointless to compare your King to anyone or anything. Your King is absolute. Your King is above everything. Your King is perfect. Your King is your God. Nothing can compare to your King. He dwarfs everything with his magnificence. Anything you compare to him will appear less than dust, less than worthless. Nothing else matters but your King."

Shining began to shudder, as his heart started to beat faster. His cock began to throb, and his muscled tensed up. "Sombra is perfect. Sombra is my God. Sombra is absolute, he is incomparable to everything else, my King is infinitely beautiful and powerful!" His words cut off and he pushed his head back against the pillow, howling in pleasure.

Sombra's magic flared up slightly, as he probed Shining's mind to make sure he hadn't damaged it. The flood of devotion he received as he opened the unicorn's soul was overwhelming, and almost brought him to an orgasm of his own. Shining was almost mad with worshipful obsession towards him, but his thoughts were still intact, presenting no signs of the scattered nature of those ponies truly broken by his magic. It had definitely been a close call though.

But worth it, Sombra decided, as he basked in the feelings of submission and inconceivable inferiority radiating from the stallion. Shining would be in a constant state of tense nervousness just by knowing of his existence, the thought of a being so great troubling his mind, and he would constantly be wracked by uncontrollable arousal at the knowledge that he'd been chosen as his King's slave. Sombra's mere touch or word would be enough to send him into orgasmic spasms of ecstasy. As it should have.

Maintaining his regular rhythm, and placing a hand on Shining's chest, Sombra waited for the unicorn to calm down before moving on to the next phase of the process. After a minute of calm thrusts, Shining's breathing had returned to normal, and he was once again limp on the bed, blank and thoughtless like a good slave should be. Sombra asked, "Is there anything you wouldn't do for your King?"

"Nothing," Shining said, his tone distant and warped by his devotion, sounding almost like an insane chant. "There is nothing I wouldn't do for my King. I will do anything for my King. I will do everything for my King."

That was to be expected. It was normal for him to give an answer like that, when faced with such a broad scenario. It was what he'd been instructed to believe. And he believed his King to be absolutely good, too, so he would not conceive him asking for something he wouldn't have wanted to do. It was when faced directly with specific possibilities that the limits of Sombra's control over him really started to come out. "Would you betray a friend's trust and bring them to your King, if he asked?"

Shining's answer was mechanical, the thought ingrained into his brain by previous sessions. "There is no greater good than my King's will. I will gladly bring anyone to him, so he may show them the truth. They will be happier under him than they ever thought they could be. It is a pleasure to help my King free others of the lies they believe in, like my King did with me."

Good. That was still holding up, no need to reinforce it. On to other details. "Would you hurt a pony, if your King asked you to?"

Shining's expression appeared less relaxed for a moment. "My King would never hurt a pony. My King's actions are only good. If my King commanded me to do something, I would do it. But I would not be hurting a pony. It wouldn't be hurting them if it was my King's will. My King's will is good, it would be good for them."

Sombra ran his tongue over his fangs, thinking. That needed to be changed. Shining viewed his will as good, but still associated that good to the good of everypony. That wouldn't do. He needed to understand how insignificant the needs of other ponies were compared to his. He needed to truly understand how much more important his King was. Sombra pressed on, "Would you physically hurt your loved ones if your King asked? Make them suffer, make them bleed, make them cry if your King told you to?"

Shining tensed up further, his face scrunching up. "I... My King would never... Why would Sombra ask something like... My King... He w-would never hurt a-anypony, my King's will is good, my King makes ponies happy, I-"

"Would you kill a pony if your King commanded you?" Sombra stopped thrusting for a moment.

Shining began to hyperventilate, his muscles flexing, his head shaking. His body arched, or tried to, as his limbs fought against the invisible mental bonds holding him in place, as well as the physical ones. "I... I-I... I don't... Why-"

"Your King is your God!" Sombra boomed out, resuming his thrusts.

"My King is my God," Shining repeated, finding solace in the familiar concept. His breath slowed down a bit, and he seemed to stop struggling against his chains.

"Your King is perfect," Sombra continued in a calming tone.

"My King is perfect," Shining echoed, sinking further back into relaxation.

"Your King is above normal ponies. They are meaningless compared to him."

Shining's voice grew slightly husky. "Ponies are meaningless compared to my King." The thought brought him pleasure.

Time to make things clear to the unicorn. "Your King is more important. What is good to your King is more important. The thoughts and desires of other ponies are meaningless. Your King's will is absolutely good, as it is your King's will, and your King is perfect. The good of other ponies is a meaningless concept. There is only your King. There is only his will." Sombra's horn lit up as he hammered the concepts into Shining's mind.

The stallion went slack under the magical tide pouring over him. Mechanical, emotionless, his voice recited, "There is only my King's will. Good and bad only exist in relation to my King. Ponies are meaningless. My King's desire is the only measure of the world. My King is perfect, his will is perfect, his will is what is good. Nothing else matters."

Sombra smiled, breathing deeply. Perhaps it was sadistically cruel to ask like that, but he couldn't stop himself. "Would you kill your sister, if your King asked you to?"

Shining's breath was even and calm, no trace of hesitation on his features. "If my King asks, I shall bring him Twilight's head."

Roaring triumph soared within the black unicorn's heart. He would never ask for something like that, he had no need for it and no intention. But knowing that Shining would obey him, knowing he had crushed and twisted the unicorn's mind and will so far, it filled him with pleasure nothing could compare to. Shining was his, utterly, completely. He held limitless control over him. He was his toy. And he would keep playing with him until he was satisfied. "What do you think of other ponies, slave?"

Shining tensed for a moment, as his new belief entered in conflict with the old. "I..." His face went back to a completely relaxed expression, as the new instructions crushed and reshaped his previous beliefs. "I think they are worthless. Only my King matters. Only my King is important. The only purpose other ponies can have is what my King decides to do with them. Outside of my King's will, ponies are utterly unimportant."

Sombra's thrust grew a little faster, as the unicorn failed to contain himself. It was so good. It was so right. He was the only thing that mattered. Ponies were his slaves, his playthings. So insignificant, so meaningless without him. Shining understood. But there were still finer details to iron out. "What do you think of Princess Cadance, slave?"

There was hesitation, almost confusion in Shining's tone. "I... I lo-love Cadance? I-I only love my K-King, I... Why do I-"

"She is worthless to you. Say it. Say it, slave!" Sombra shouted, thrusting harder into Shining's ass and pushing against the other's mind with his magic.

Unable to comprehend what was happening, simply accepting what was being ordered to him, Shining repeated, "Princess Cadance is worthless to me."

Sombra continued, his breath growing rough, unable to stop. "What about your sister, Princess Twilight Sparkle?"

"I-"

"She is worthless to you! You don't love her, you don't care about her, she is nothing!"

"Nothing..." Shining said in slurred tones, struggling under the flow of magic rewriting his mind.

Sombra's thrusts grew quicker and stronger. "You family means nothing to you! Your Princesses mean nothing to you! Your country means nothing, your friends mean nothing!"

Shining's head moved from side to side, saliva dripping from his mouth as he failed to form any form of coherent speech.

Sombra's thrust were frantic now, the slap of his body against Shining's resonating all through the room. Words rushed from his mouth, as he felt his orgasm grow closer and closer. "Nothing matters to you. No pony, no creature, nothing! There is only your King! Only me, only me, only me! All of you belongs to me, you worship me completely, all of your being is mine!"

Shining's dizzy eyes focused on Sombra's face through the haze of magic over them. "Only my King..."

Feeling his shaft flare out, Sombra let out a growl of pleasure, and moved down to kiss Shining's lips. As shot after shot of cum erupted from his cock, filling the stallion's insides and overflowing around his stallionhood, he kept alternating between sloppily kissing Shining's lips and face and obsessively whispering to him. "Mine, all mine," he kept repeating, as his cock kept throbbing and releasing his load into the other unicorn.

Overwhelmed by all the stimulation, Shining began to orgasm as well, his erect shaft flaring and spraying his cum over Sombra's abs.

After a few moments, Sombra fully returned to his senses, having briefly lost track of things. He was covered in sweat, Shining's cum dripping from his lower half, his face smeared with spit and drool. Slowly, he removed his shaft from Shining, then with a flick of his horn released the chains holding the unicorn's legs. He positioned himself at Shining's side on the bed, and stroked the unicorn's ear, panting as he stared at him.

Shining's eyes, still covered in green light, slowly found their way to him. Shining smiled.

Sombra moved closer, pressing his body against the stallion and possessively hugging him. "Tell me your thoughts, slave," he asked, his voice trembling a little.

"I am my King's slave," Shining began to recite. "I live to serve my King. My King is perfect. My King is my God. Ponies are infinitely inferior when compared to my King. Existence is meaningless without my King. There is only my King, only he matters, he is the measure of worth of everything else. I worship my King. My King is absolute. I-"

Sombra cut off the stallion with a kiss. A moment later he let go of it, and as Shining went back to reciting the King laid his head on the other's shoulder and closed his eyes. His breath slowed down, and he remained lying there, naked, arms wrapped around his slave, listening as he chanted about his devotion to him.