Spike's eternal Nightmare

Spike said as he closed the door to the closet, “Ember, what are you doing here, is there something I can do for you?”

Ember stood up while grabbing her scepter and said as she walked towards Spike, “I had a feeling and came here to check on it, what do you know, you weren’t here and your window was open, so I sat down on your bed until you flew back in on you ‘broken wing’. Now tell me, what you are.” Spike gulped as he backed against the closet, he couldn’t think of anything, and the voice was being silent at the wrong time. He had to figure out what to do and fast. He tried to sidestep towards the window, but Ember smacked him on the claw and said, “Nope, you aren’t getting away without telling me who or what you are, cause I know Spike and he wouldn’t be carrying a dead corpse of one of his friends.”

He tried to go the other way and Ember swung at his other claw. He swung his claw at it and knocked the scepter out of Ember’s hands. He was stunned that he was able to smack the scepter out of her hand. Without thinking, he dove for the scepter and grabbed it before hearing Ember say, “Spike, hand it over and I’ll go easy on you.” Spike stepped and Ember lunged at him, he closed his eyes and swung with all his might. There was a sickening crack as it smacked something solid, then a thump.

He opened one eye to see Ember on the floor, the tip of her right horn was broken off and laying right next to her. He cautiously walked over and nudge her, in case she was faking it. His force flipped her on her back. He reached down and just as he was about to touch her, the voice said, “Spike, be careful.”

He jumped and said in a hushed voice, “Damn it, why not give me a heart attack right now. Where the hell were you when I needed you?”

The voice said as Spike picked up Ember’s horn, “I was hiding, there was nothing I could do.”

He didn’t reply to the voice and placed the scepter with the horn on his bed. After checking the door to make sure it’s locked, then he looked over Ember’s small but lovely body, her scales had no blemishes and looked like they were just washed recently, her wings were bent slightly, but weren’t broken or damaged, then his eyes drifted down to between her leg, Her legs opened wide from rolling her over, He bent down and started stroking her pussy. Ember wiggled a bit but didn’t wake up at all. He licked his lip out of greed and roughly flipped her onto her stomach again so that he could fuck her much easier and she wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. He gripped her by the base of her wings and thrusted into her with full force.

After a couple of quick pumps, Spike’s body altered again, this time, his dicks grew dark and the entrance of Ember’s pussy and ass black line spend away like poison was racing through her veins. Spike heard Ember groan softly as she started walking up. Spike bent over her and said, “Ember, it’s time to wake up little one. Your new life is starting?”

Ember looked around with unfocused eyes and was about to fall back asleep when Spike kissed her on the cheek. Her eyes opened wide and said as the harsh reality dawned on her, “Spike, what are you doing, let me go. I’m your lord, you have to obey me.”

Spike said as he scraped her broken horn, “I don’t think so, from where I am, it looks like you’re completely helpless. I think I’ll take my power back.” He smiled at her struggling to escape his grasp. After her struggle died down. He looked at her face to see that the fight was diminished. He laughed and added, “Wow, guess you are liking this.”

She shook her head, then when Spike was pulling out, she backed up and said, “Please help me get off.”

He smiled even wider and said, “Oh, so you are liking being powerless.” He thrusted back into her, making her shake. With either pleasure or delight. He kept pumping into her for a few hours, her body was giving up the fight. He added as he rubbed her wing, “That’s it, good girl, tell me, what are you to me?”

Ember said as she gasped with pleasure, “I’m your slut, your slave, your sex slave. Whatever you need, it’s yours.”

Spike pulled out, letting gallons of black cum spill out of her. She fell over and started snoring softly. Spike smiled as his coloration returned to normal, except his eye remained purple, then he went over to his bed and picked up his new scepter with Ember’s broken horn. The horn might come in handy, but the scepter will come in handy.

The door swung open and Twilight said with a yawn, “Spike, it’s too early for your mischief, go to bed.” Spike turned towards her, making her stop in her tracks and freeze with terror.

He closed his eyes and said with a smile, “Sorry, Ember and I were just getting reacquainted.” He threw the horn onto the bed and started walking towards her, making Twilight back up. Spike added in a questioning tone that a mother would use, “Sis, why are you backing away, is something wrong.” Twilight looked like she wanted to talk, but no words were coming out, her eyes were widened with terror. Spike quickened his pace towards her, making her trip over her hooves and land of her back. He bent forward until they were almost touching noses and said in his distorted voice, “Let’s play a game of hide and seek. I’m going to head back into my room to grab something and you go hide. Do try to stay indoors, I’d hate for something bad to happen to Starlight and the former dragon lord.” Twilight’s eyes teared up at the thought of what’s happening to Starlight. Spike turned around to head back into his room and heard Twilight sprint off behind him. He entered his room and grabbed a metal hanger from the closet, then he went to look for Twilight.

Spike quietly walked through the halls, quietly listening for the slightest of noise. He noticed that the door to the lab was slightly open, he opened the door and said, “Twilight, where are you?” He walked through the series of tables with bottles of unknown liquids in them. The ones of the burners cooled down long before he got there. He scraped a nail across the steel, making a screeching noise com from it. His eyes adjusted to it way faster than they ever did, and his ears could pick up the slightest of breathing and Twilight’s heart pounding inside her chest as she hid from Spike. He closed his eyes, quietly crept up on Twilight as he made a tourniquet from the metal wire. Once he was behind her, he quietly slipped the hanger around her neck and said before tightening it, “I found you.”

She screamed and stumbled back from the force of his pull. Her eyes started to bulge out their socket as the hanger cut into her throat. She cried out, “Spike, please don’t, I’m your sister.” Her cry fell on death’s ears as Spike used the scepter to tighten it. Twilight tried to use her magic, but Spike scraped his claw against it, making her body shake. Her face was turning a deeper shade of purple as her eyes rolled into the back on her head. One final twist made her neck break and her body flatten against the tiles. Spike pulled his staff out of the hanger and let her head drop with a thud. He flipped her over and scooped her eyes out, but didn’t cut it, so it hung there. He played with her mouth before grabbing the hanger and dragging her body toward his bedroom.

Once he got there, the closet door was wide open and the lamp he usually has on the top of the closet was gone. He opened it wider to see Ember licking up Starlights blood, He coughed to get her attention. She bolted upright and said, “I’m not sure, but the blood is sweet. I can’t help myself.”

Spike nodded and said as he broke a hanger and hung Twilight’s body, “We can bottle it later, now to see and deal with it later.” He let Ember out and looked in the mirror to see that his scales became a dark blue and the fin was a deep purple. He raised his claws to see that they were a bit longer. He closed the door and got into his bed with his slave. He closed his eyes thinking who would be next.