The Band of Loyalty

Zecora sipped her tea. "So, you think you have a visitor from the demon realm, and his influence has your friends overwhelmed." She spoke in hushed tones, just as Rainbow had requested.

"I don't think he's there, I know he is," said Rainbow quietly. "And I have evidence."

As Rainbow stood up and put her hands on her waistband, Zecora grabbed her wrist. "Do not tempt him from his slumber, lest my will be torn asunder. We do not want him to awaken. How many ponies has he taken?"

Rainbow thought for a moment. "Eleven, plus some buck I don't know."

Zecora shook her head. "You've come for a cure at too late an hour. He has grown beyond my containing power. Before we can crush his insatiable thirst, it would seem we have to weaken him first."

"How do we do that?"

"I'll have to put together a brew. This part will be easy to do. Once I have it, you must act fast, as he'll certainly want his power to last. Once our friends are free of his grip, all of his strength will be stripped. When he has no power to fight back, all you must do is fend off his attacks. After you have made your way here, I will show him his greatest fear."

Rainbow was very relieved to hear that. Zecora was very wise, even beyond her years. If she knew how to fight against King, Rainbow would gladly accept her help. "How long until the potion is ready?"

"There are many things that must go in it, but it shouldn't be long, about ten minutes."

Rainbow nodded her head and watched. The ingredients were simple and common. Given the opportunity, Rainbow could make this one at home; a handful of herbs put on to boil. When it was done, Zecora ladled it though a cheesecloth into a funnel that would fill a large bottle.

"To free your friends from their captive state, you must have them drink this before it's too late."

Rainbow took the bottle. "Thanks, Zecora. I knew I could count on you."

As she stood up and made her way to the door, she hesitated. "Actually, there was one more thing I wanted to ask you."

"Whatever it is you want to ask, make it quick, this is an important task."

King turned around and locked eyes with Zecora. "Do you really think me such a fool?" Rushing back to the center of the room, King grabbed Zecora by the neck and pinned her to the wall. "You zebras are such unbelievable tools."

"Begone, foul beast! I cast you out!" Zecora grabbed a handful of sage and shoved it in King's face. He dropped her as his face began to heat up. Rainbow's flesh was keeping him from burning, but it was soon to be much worse. "Your evil kind, I'm sworn to rout!"

King dropped her and backed away, wiping his face clean. As he gathered his wits, Zecora gathered a few dry ingredients, tossing them directly on the fire. The hut began to fill with smoke. This wasn't good for Zecora, but the chemicals in the smoke were even worse for King. He was in for a difficult time.

His next move was to rush at her. He couldn't risk coming too close to the fire, so he had to make a wide circle around the room. Zecora had gathered more sage, and it flew at him in a cloud of powder. With a flap of his wings, he blew it back into her face, clouding her vision momentarily, but not doing much else. The flap had lost him his momentum, but a step brought him closer. Zecora didn't need to see him though, as the noise he made told her his position quite clearly. Bringing up a rosemary branch, she swatted across his face, leaving a series of tiny scratches that burned through his skin.

"Back, you devil! Back to your hell! This body is not an empty shell! Away with you, you rancorous beast! I shall bring you such pain that you'll beg to be ceased!"

King slammed his forehead against hers, dropping her to one knee. Grabbing her wrists, he forced her down to the floor, beneath the smoke. "You know what I hate about you zebra bitches? You always find ways to aggravate my itches. My flesh always hurts, and I break out in hives that last 'til I watch you burning alive." For emphasis, King moved her closer to the fire beneath her cauldron.

"You wouldn't dare kill me," growled Zecora. "You'd have to be nuts. Another of my kind would come to spill out your guts. You fill ponies' lives with debauchery and sin, hiding your face beneath another's skin. You treat us as if we're naught but a toy. That's why your kin we seek to destroy."

King smiled. "The rhyming, I like. It's really quite charming. The bloodlust, however, is rather alarming." He ripped down her pants and slid his own out of the way. "Lust is for one thing, not much of a shock, and that's your desire to take in my cock."

Feeling his tip press against her arse, she clenched down. She wasn't going down without a fight. He would press and slip away, but she wouldn't let him in. "I'll not be your victim, you disgusting shit! I would rather die than consider it!"

Grabbing her by the tail, King used his knees to force hers open, and shoved himself inside of her pussy instead. "You're not making this easy for me," growled King. "But soon, a slave is what you'll be."

Zecora tried desperately to push herself away from King. That meant going into the fire, but that was preferable to being a demon's slave. However, just as her mane was beginning to singe, she felt him spray his toxic stream into her. She could feel her muscles relaxing as her willpower drained. She had gone up against an adversary that she knew was more powerful than she was, she had stood against him, and she had lost.

Pulling his new prize away from the fire, King stepped outside, letting her put out the fire and clear the smoke. When he reentered, the air was clear, and the fire was out. The cauldron was emptied of it's water, so he had an inkling of how she'd put out the flames. However, the potion Rainbow had picked up was still an issue. As King sat down, he pushed it over to Zecora.

"If ever you want a taste of my balls, smash this bottle against the wall. If you don't, I--" King was interrupted by the shatter of glass. Zecora had done as he asked, and was kneeling with her head between his knees, looking up at him expectantly. He smiled down at her and pulled out his dick, brushing it against her cheek. "Good girl."