Survival Begins at Home

"I told you to breathe through your nose!" growled Zaka, holding down the mare's head on his cock as she began to turn blue. After her sclera began to turn red, he threw her to the ground and turned back to her trainer. "Her inexperience, you must disclose. It's obvious she's never sucked a cock in her life. She must be trained, if you want her to be my wife."

"I shall retrain her and return in full haste," said the trainer, bowing to his emperor. "It would be a shame for her pussy to go to waste."

As the trainer pulled the four slaves he was offering out of the room by their collars, another slave in the employ of the emperor rushed in and fell at his master's feet. "My Dominus, you have a visitor; a gryphon."

"If his name is Gygax, send him through. He and I have business to do."

"Yes, Dominus." The slave quickly exited the room. Zaka flopped down onto his throne and called over a slave. She didn't ask what he wanted, se simply went down on him right away. He let out a comfortable sigh as the door swung open again.

"Zaka, I'm here!" shouted a gryphon, walking towards him. "I hope there's a good reason for having me come all the way to your capitol city."

"Gygax, my good friend, come and sit down. I am sorry to hear of your poor trip into town. Come, over to the couch and have a seat. If you wish, one of my slaves will come and lick your feet."

Gygax walked over to the couch and pulled off his boots, waving for one particular slave to approach. "Just tell me what it is you want from me."

"I need you to have a pony removed. Morale for my men needs to be improved. They seem to be afraid of him; I do not know why, but so much of them are frightened of just this one guy. I need him disposed of if we are to succeed. I not let him stand between us and our need."

Gygax moaned as his younger sister sucked on his toes. He'd sold her to Zaka years ago in exchange for a young mare that, for all most of his compatriots knew, was simply his wife. In reality, she was nothing more than a well-trained slave. But he did enjoy seeing the hatred on his sister's face whenever he came to visit. "You'll have to tell me his name," he smiled, flexing his toes. "I can't be rid of him unless I know who he is."

Zaka snapped his fingers, and a slave brought over the file folder he'd prepared. "He goes by the name of 'the Shining Spectre.' His presence turns soldiers into defectors. At this rate he'll tear my whole army to shreds. That's why I want you to bring me his head."

With a second snap of his fingers, Zaka sent the slave over to Gygax. The slave presented the folder, and upon seeing the picture inside, he burst out laughing. "Zaka, do you know who this 'Sthining Spectre is?" Zaka shook his head. "It's the Equestrian prince, Shining Armor. He married into the royal family a few years back. Now you're asking for his head?" Gygax chuckled. "You're asking a lot."

"If you can't do it, I'll send someone else in your place. Someone with whom I can trust to keep pace."

Gygax suddenly scowled. "It's not my fault your men didn't all strike at once. The troops you gave me were right on time. It was those bastards on the ships that couldn't keep up. If anything, I blame that shoddy lesson they were given on how to sail." Suddenly unzipping his pants, he grabbed his sister's head and shoved his cock down her beak hole. she gagged for a few seconds, then began doing what she was trained to do.

"You put blame on my soldiers, but none for yourself. I can find several reasons to put you on a shelf."

Gygax growled. "Fine. I'll send one of my most trusted soldiers to take him out. I'll assign them to gain his trust and become close to the stallion that's doing so much harm to you, and when they're alone, he'll take out our little prince. I made a path for you to take out his sister, and she was actual royalty. Taking out a royal consort should be little trouble at all. Leave it to me."

Zaka smiled and was quiet for a moment. "I'm curious, what is exactly your plan? A knife in the back from a member of your clan? With subtlety like that, they'll catch you for sure. I can only assume that you want to be a lure."

"I suppose you have a better plan?" scoffed Gygax, rolling his eyes. "Let me guess, you want him captured and made a slave? I admit, he'd probably be good at following orders, and he might even be good at sucking cock, but his tenacity is pretty strong. You'd certainly have to train him into servicing you."

It was Zaka's turn to laugh. "While I admit, his arse is delightful, I'm afraid your assessment is simply not insightful. I still want him dead, of that I am certain. In the play of his life, you will draw the final curtain. Your method, however, leaves much to be desired. I was hoping for something more inspired. I want you to not just end him, but to destroy his team's spirit. Their lamentations are like music to me, I simply must hear it. Wear him down down until he's running on fumes, then he and his soldiers will be sent to their tombs."

"I trust that you have a method to do this, and you're not just waxing poetic. You want his reputation destroyed. I can understand that. I can think of no reason not to do so, either. It's adding insult to injury, and it will spell Equestria's downfall for certain. One question, though." He paused for a moment as he came down his sister's throat. He did not dismiss her, keeping her right where she was to keep going. "How do you propose we do that?"

"I have a potion that will do the trick," smiled Zaka. "It's a plan that I think you'll find quite slick. It will destroy his magic, and not let him cast. The best part is, the draught works rather fast. Slip it into his meal the night before you act, and his death will most certainly be a fact."

Gygax smiled. "I'll be damned. You really did think of something good." Zaka nodded as Gygax laughed. "Where can I pick up this potion?"