The King's Harmony

Shortly before all communication with it was cut off, the Crystal Empire had delivered an urgent message to the rest of Equestria. Being it was their responsibility to fend off the evils of the world, Celestia had called upon the Elements of Harmony to face off with the new threat and save the northern kingdom. Assembling together at Twilight’s castle on short notice, the group of six friends were quickly informed of the oncoming threat–King Sombra’s return.

Hastily, Twilight reread the letter over and over. It had been sent mere moments before Princess Cadance’s capture, and from the looks of it, things were very dire. “Okay girls, we need to have a plan for this. From what Cadance wrote, Sombra is back and stronger than ever.”

“Is a plan really necessary? I mean, we’ve kicked his flank once, why don’t we just do it again just like before?” Rainbow Dash countered, pointing a hoof towards the alicorn. “Y’know, activate the Crystal Heart and poof! He’s gone in a jiffy.”

The princess shook her head, frowning at her friend. “It isn’t that easy, Rainbow. If he’s back, and has taken over the entire empire from the looks of it, then something had to have happened to the Crystal Heart.”

“And ah reckon he’s gotta be a lot stronger than before,” Applejack followed, tapping her chin with a hoof. “Ah mean, after all, last time he barely even got into the Empire, but now he conquered it in one go? Even with Princess Cadance and Shining Armor protecting it?”

“I do have to agree with Applejack, darling,” Rarity joined in, turning her attention towards Rainbow Dash and then Twilight. “If this fiend managed to overwhelm the princess and the rest of the kingdom so swiftly, he must have had some sort of plan! That or like Applejack suggested, he’s much, much stronger than the last time we faced him.”

Rainbow leaned back in her seat, shrugging. “I mean, I’m pretty sure that’s what Twi meant by ‘back and stronger than ever’, y’know.”

“Now isn’t the time for cheeky remarks, Rainbow Dash,” Rarity harrumphed, shaking her head. “You get the point. He’s a bigger threat.”

Fluttershy recoiled in her crystal chair, glancing over the castle’s magic map and focusing on the dark shroud that now enveloped the Crystal Empire. “D-do you think Cadance and everypony else is okay?”

“I’m sure that big ole meanie just locked them up,” Pinkie Pie replied, hopping over to her friend and wrapping a foreleg around her, eager to comfort the pegasus and quell her fears. “Last time he took over the Empire he just imprisoned all the ponies there, right? Soooo he probably did the same this time!”

Twilight raised a brow, eyeing the party pony. “And does that sound any good to begin with?”

“I…well…no, but…” Pinkie sighed, her cheery demeanor fading. “I just don’t want anypony being upset…I just figured being in a dungeon is better than them being hurt…”

Rainbow stamped her hoof against the crystal table, calling everypony’s attention to her. “Well, we’re all going to be upset if we do nothing!” She turned towards Twilight, staring right into the alicorn’s eyes with a determined fire in her own. “C’mon Twi, what’s the plan? You’ve always got a plan.”

“Firstly, we should analyze the situation at hoof.” Twilight took a deep breath, looking between all of her friends before nodding her head. “He’s got a plethora of dark magic spells, some myself and even the Princesses don’t know.” She tapped the portion of the map where the Crystal Empire lay. “We should tackle this carefully, he’s one of the biggest threats we’ve faced before, and he’ll certainly be a bigger one now.”

“Ah agree on ya with that, but also, why ain’t the Princesses helping with this?” Applejack responded, tilting her head curiously.

“Something came up on their end that has them preoccupied. I’m not sure what it is, but it seemed important,” Twilight answered.

“Somehow more important than saving an entire kingdom from being conquered apparently…” Rainbow muttered under her breath.

She earned a scowl from Twilight, who opted to continue her explanation rather than start an argument. “Anyways, the Princesses trust us with this. We’ve defeated villain after villain, as long as we work together we’ve got this.”

“Yeah! No big bad villain can stop us when we’re a team!” Pinkie Pie cheered, raising a hoof in the air enthusiastically.

Rarity pouted her lips, looking over at the map Twilight had. “The pep talk is charming, but what exactly is our actual approach? You didn’t answer Rainbow’s question.”

Twilight looked over at her, dawning a confident smirk. “We can’t really sneak up on him, but we can probably distract him. My magic, Rainbow’s speed, and the rest of us doing what we can will be enough to keep him busy long enough for us to use this.”

The rest of the Princess’ friends leaned forward, looking over a scroll the mare had presented before her.

Rainbow raised a brow, eyeing the alicorn. “Gotta say Twi, you’re acting pretty relaxed with all this going on. Not that I’m opposed to it, just kinda used to the whole ‘freak out and stress over every little detail’ shtick from you.”

She earned a playful nudge from the Princess, who rolled her eyes and chuckled.

“And, um, what is that…?” Fluttershy asked, gesturing towards the scroll.

“This is an old scroll of Starswirl’s I was given from Celestia. After the last fiasco we had with Sombra’s return, she gave me this in case he ever came back and managed to steal the Crystal Heart.” She shrouded the paper with her magic, levitating it for her friends to see. “It can emulate the Heart’s power temporarily. As long as we channel it in the throne room, it’ll activate and ultimately push back Sombra until we find the actual heart itself to destroy him.”

Rainbow squinted at the spell, giving the alicorn an uneasy look. “What’s the catch? Why don’t we just use the Elements of Harmony?”

“Well, it does take a while to cast, and it’ll take up most of my magic while we’re there.” Twilight smiled, looking back at her friends. “And we can’t use the Elements. Remember, if we take them we’d allow the Everfree Forest to run rampant.” She shook her head, tapping the scroll again. “It doesn’t matter, this spell is all we need. It may take a bit to charge, but it’ll be only a few minutes at most. We can hold him off long enough for it to activate.”

Her friends all gave a reply, expressing their agreement and faith in her plan. Their confidence surged, more than determined to defeat the King and free the Crystal Empire.

Twilight nodded her head, determination brewing within her. “Alright, let’s do this.”

They had thought their plan was foolproof, but the Mane Six were quick to realize just how outmatched they were. King Sombra had returned, and he had returned with a vengeance. After a long and intense battle, the Elements of Harmony had been defeated. Scowling at him while bound to the crystal floor below them, they stood locked in place as they watched the King lounge on his crystal throne.

The group of friends had swiftly learned that the Crystal Heart had been shattered, scattered into such small pieces that it would be near impossible to reform again, but that was only the start of their misfortune. The scroll Twilight had brought to seal away the King had been attempted to be put into use, but she and the rest of her friends had been ill-prepared for just how strong Sombra now was.

Things had started off well enough. They took the train to the Crystal Empire, thankfully yet to be damaged or halted by King Sombra’s crystals, and pressed into the city itself. No crystal ponies were to be found, likely being held up in their homes or the dungeons below, meaning their sprint to the castle itself had been an eerily quiet one. Having reached the castle itself, they bolted to the throne room, eager and ready to defeat the tyrant before he’d have the chance to start his mass attack on Equestria. Having met him in the throne room, they put their plan into action.

Only then did they realize just how poor of a decision they had made.

From everything Twilight and her friends knew, Sombra was only slightly stronger than an alicorn—something they swiftly found was severely incorrect this time around. As she had set the scroll in place and cast her magic upon it to begin charging the spell, he had wasted little time. He took but a moment to laugh at them, before surging forward in a shroud of black mist and bombarding them with an arcane assault.

They were swiftly overwhelmed, and, whilst having to flee the barrage of magic bolts, crystal shards, and an array of other spells, Twilight was unable to grab the scroll in the moment. He had pounced on it, darkly chuckling as he wielded it in his own arcane grasp, and the group’s dismay was solidified as he casually tore the spell to shreds in front of them.

It was their one real chance to stop him.

They hadn’t given up yet of course. Though it seemed insane, they had attempted to put up a physical fight against him. It was a valiant effort, but one by one they fell, with Rainbow and Twilight collapsing to the ground together as the last of the group’s efforts died out. It hadn’t taken him long to bind them to the floor with some of his crystals, locking each of them in place, and sealing off Twilight and Rarity’s magic.

Their preparations blundered, horribly so, and through desperate attempts all they found was failure. They had been the last line of defense for the Crystal Empire, and that defense crumbled at the seams. The Elements of Harmony weren’t meant to lose, always coming out on top, but for the first time in their countless adventures together, they had met their match and then some.

Now they were spoils of war, awaiting their fate at the hooves of one of the most despicable rulers the world had ever seen.

Rarity and Applejack both stared at him with seething hatred, glaring at him as he smugly leaned back on Cadance’s former throne. Rainbow was furiously flapping her wings, trying to break free of her crystal binds, cursing and shouting all the while. Fluttershy had her eyes shut, quivering and shaking as the reality of the situation dawned upon her. Pinkie, still full of that cheerful attitude, made an effort to wear a smile, albeit a weak one. As for Twilight, she looked mournfully at her friends, fully understanding their situation.

It never came up in her plans, she never prepared for this, and she never thought it was possible. Call it foolish bravado but she had always trusted her friends and their unbreakable bond to conquer any foe. Though now, she was proven wrong. They were all at his mercy, powerless and unable to fend for themselves.

“You won’t get away with this, Sombra! Somepony will come and - tch - save us, and then we’ll put you in your place!” Rainbow cried out, attempting feebly to lunge out at the king, held down by the crystals that locked her to the floor. “Once I’m out of these crystals, I swear I’m gonna clobber you like there’s no tomorrow!”

Sombra smirked at the pegasus’ useless attempts to escape. This group in particular had given him quite the hard time, even sealing him away upon his loss the last time he faced them—a crime against he he was finally going to give them their punishment for.

“Please,” he started, scoffing at Rainbow’s threat. “You’ve failed already. Stop believing in this false hope of yours. You’re all mine now. Each of you are captives of my empire.”

“What exactly does a ruffian like you intend to do with us?” Rarity scoffed, raising a brow at him. “Send us to your little crystal dungeon? Please. We will be saved and you shan’t succeed in this little conquest of yours.” Her eyes narrowed, as she stared daggers at him. “Eat up the moment as much as you’d like, because it won’t last long!”

Sombra paused, looking away and thinking to himself. Her question, surprisingly, did have weight. What was he to do with these mares? With their level of importance, accompanied with the trouble they've caused him in the past, they deserved something beyond simply being held in a dungeon. He had to find some way to showcase his victory, flaunt how pathetic they were in their feeble attempt to defy him, and most importantly, send a message to all those who opposed him.

They thought they were something special, powerful protectors for this incompetent land of misled equines. He wanted to show them they were utterly weak compared to him, the real him. With his magic at its best, allowing him to finally properly handle them, he was going to ensure they’d know how impossible their goal was. Nothing would fill him with more delight than wiping those smug grins he remembered from the past off their faces permanently.

He’d need to make an example of these mares. They were the beacons of hope for all of Equestria, and with that meant they were looked upon as the saving grace for essentially all the major threats Equestria faced over the last few years. In what way could he show how lowly they were compared to him? Breaking their spirits was essential, but as that thought crossed his mind, he shifted his focus on a particular word.

Break.

He scrunched his snout, thinking to himself deeply, before his expression morphed into a wicked grin.

Break them.

What better way to claim his conquest, than to literally claim his conquest. Shatter them into nothing more than broken slaves made to serve. He had done so to many ponies in the past with his previous rule, and it was wondrously effective. Not only did they serve as mindless servants in his army, but for the few crystal mares that he deemed worthy, he had claimed them entirely within his personal chambers. The thought of breeding each of these mares, whom all despised him, and turning them into his wives made his loins begin to tingle with excitement.

Gradually, his eyes wandered over to the group before him. This time, rather than with eyes of hate and disdain, he looked at them with a different perspective—the perspective of a bestial stallion’s. Sweat dripped down their forms as they took heavy breaths and kept their focus on him, doing their best to look confident and stable. An adorable showcase of bravery, but one that would lead to nothing of value. Slowly, he trotted down from his throne, watching as they followed his movements, and began to inspectthem.

Each of them had their own delicious qualities. He already knew the personalities of each, finding each one extremely fond—each a wonderful one to break. Beyond that however, he had never truly cared for them or their appearances, but now he was looking at them for the lovely set of mares they were. Breedable trophies of his conquest, the rewards to claim for showing his superiority and power as a ruler.

He loved what he saw.

Each of them had their own beautiful sets of eyes, had a wondrously shaped ass, ranging from incredibly plump to decently fat, tits in the same rough range, and, although their nethers were hidden from his view at the moment, he knew their goods were surely top notch.

Perfect bodies fit to serve that of a king, but on top of those bodies, they had perfect personalities to corrupt. Mares full of goals, dreams, and friendship all bound pathetically before him, just waiting to be delightfully broken down into nothing more than mindless slaves serving him for eternity.

That was the perfect punishment for them. They hated his guts, vowed to themselves and their nation that they’d stop him, and dared to defy him. Nothing would be a more disastrous fate than each of them becoming an enthralled concubine. Each becoming one of his loyal, obedient wives servicing his every need and carrying his kin—a fate deserving of those who dared to stop him last time. He had a pension for warping ponies, utilizing mind-bending magic to mold them into proper tools, and he practiced the proper spells endlessly in the past.

These six would become something special. Far above his typical conquests, deserving of something more than a simple hole to fuck amongst dozens. They’d suit him well as his brides, dedicated servants at the top of his collection. The perfect representation of his conquest, and the inevitable rule he’d have over their world. From foes to his dedicated lovers, leaders of his army, and symbols of defeat.

He felt the warmth inside him grow at the thought. His eyes shimmered with hunger, a hunger that would need to be sated. As he continued to trot around them, licking his lips lustfully, they seemed to have picked up on his wandering eyes.

“W-what are ya doing looking at us like that?” Applejack muttered, anxiously shying away from him as best as she could in her crystal bonds.

Twilight nervously looked onward to the King, trying with her best ability to find some option of escape. She clenched her eyes, attempting to channel magic through her horn, finding it cut off by the suppressing spell he put onto her. With a groan of frustration, she opened her eyes and looked directly back at King Sombra. She observed his stare and the movements of his eyes, tracing his gaze with her own, following the observant crimson irises of the villain before her. The way he slowly looked over each and every one of them, the way his breath was getting noticeably heavier—she eventually began to piece it together.

The emotion within her eyes had changed, from ones of pure defeat to that of growing concern. The gaze the king had over them was drinking them in, taking in and gazing over every inch of their bodies. She now knew what his eyes truly contained within them.

Lust.

Everypony else in the group soon shared a similar sense of panic, as now not only did they catch on to his lustful gaze, but what was also becoming very apparent between his legs.

His member began to unsheath itself, the blood flowing within it expanding it more and more with each passing moment. His heavy orbs began to stand out further to them, as their gazes had all become drawn to the region of his nethers. He already knew he was a paragon of masculinity, but now they too were purview to that not-so-small fact.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” Rainbow exclaimed, her pupils shrinking to pinpricks at the sight of his growing length. “

The king twitched, hearing a hint of her defiance—a defiance that he had every intention of sundering.

“You can’t possibly be...you can’t!” Fluttershy cried out, finally managing to raise her voice to speak.

He found a surge of pleasure soar within him at the sound of her frightened voice. He wanted, no, needed these mares to learn their place, and he had the tools, or rather the tool, to educate them.

“You six have caused me quite the trouble, and I believe it's time somepony taught you what you all truly are,” he boomed.

“A-and what exactly would that be?” Pinkie stammered, her happy and joyful facade cracking at the sight of his enormous, steadily growing stallionhood.

“Well…”

He stood up on his hindlegs, unabashedly showing his full tool to the six bound ponies before him. The titanic length of his cock and the size of the orbs below it caused them to gasp with shock, now given a clear view of exactly what he was packing. They all had their eyes go wide in bewilderment, realizing what was before them, and they all knew what he was implying.

“My slaves.”