The King's Harmony

His words rang in their ears like a gong, playing through their heads over and over. The remark was surreal, something that seemed straight out of fiction, but it dawned upon them that this was truly their reality. He had shown off his titanic length, making his arousal and intent clear, but a part of them still clung to the idea that it was all a bluff.

“Slaves? You can’t possibly mean that...” Pinkie replied, her voice shaky as she eyed his member.

Sombra couldn’t help but smirk, watching as her eyes were glued to his groin. Like it or not, her instincts as a mare still ran deep within her, and being presented with such a virile stallion surely called to some part of her depths. Adorning a much different demeanor now, the shock of his statement caused the mare to lose most of her usual charm.

“P-p-please d-don’t do that!” Fluttershy exclaimed, pulling her mane in front of her face, cowering. “Y-you’re too…eep!”

The shy mare was handling the situation the worst, her fear visible in every aspect of her character. Though, a part of him doubted if it was actually fear. The blush on her muzzle spoke volumes, and he knew she was intending to refer to his length before cowering back.

“L-Like we would ever want to do anything with you!” Rainbow retorted, her voice fraught with unease. “Especially b-becoming slaves! You wish! You’re just a joke!”

He could tell she was trying to remain steadfast, but the sight of his twitching cock made her visibly shudder. Her spunky attitude was arousing to him, something he hadn’t seen in a mare in moons, and a devious plan for her in specific was beginning to form in his mind.

“We ain’t ever stooping so low as ta ever have the slightest interest in ponies like you!” Applejack followed. “You’re nothin’ short of a barrel of rotten apples!”

The farm pony stood resilient, the threat he made seemingly ineffective against her. She seemed stern, strong, and brave—admirable traits that wouldn’t help her in this situation. All they did was make her all the more tempting of a slave.

“Frankly, I wouldn’t lay a single hoof on filth like you under any circumstances,” Rarity scoffed, nervously throwing her nose up in retaliation. “E-especially the pathetic, narcissistic perv you are.”

Her ladylike demeanor still remained, albeit somewhat shaky, but, just like he enjoyed the quirks of the rest of the group, Sombra enjoyed that about her. A fine, elegant mare turned into a slut—the idea of such a dynamic shift sending an excited shiver through his body.

Sombra snickered at their pleas. He knew they’d all soon change their outlooks on him, and their purposes in life as a whole, but one particular aspect of the situation intrigued him.

He turned to Twilight, dark magic shimmering in his eyes all the while. “And you, Princess. You have nothing to say? No encouraging words? No speech to lift their spirits? Have you already given up?” He snickered, giving them all a fanged grin. “Or has my cock enthralled you from the mere sight of it?”

Twilight sat in silence for several moments, avoiding his gaze as her countenance was warped with thought. Her nerves and unease seemingly melted away as the seconds went by, her mind pinpointing and focusing on areas of hope and faith. She and her friends could handle anything, even whatever despicable deeds he had planned for them. As worrisome as the concept was, she refused to yield to his intimidation.

She glanced up, and stared at him with a fiery look in her eyes. “The Princesses will come, the royal guard will come, and all our other friends will come.” She huffed hot air from her nostrils, a valiant fire burning within her. “You won’t get away with this. You won’t lay a hoof on my friends. As long as I stand, as long as my friends fight, as long as we’re together, we will defy you. You will not succeed in this plan of yours.”

She shook subtly at her own words, anger boiling alongside faith within her. She had to remain hopeful. They were in arguably the worst position any of their adventures had ever put them in, and ultimately the one thing they had left was each other. No magic, no Elements of Harmony, no way to fight back—just each other and hope. Her ears twitched, as her efforts bore fruit. Her friends began to clamor all around her, their faith and confidence revitalized by her defiance.

“Yeah, Twi! Put that loser in his place!” Rainbow exclaimed. “He doesn’t know who he’s messing with!”

“Yeah! Tell that meanie!” Pinkie cheered, her joyful attitude seemingly revived. “He’s just trying to act all scary!”

“That ruffian shall not touch any of us with that filth!” Rarity added. “Though I do feel a tinge bad for him, one must be so desperate for a lay to even think of such a thing.”

Fluttershy still lay cowering, but her shivers had subsided somewhat. Nervously, she peeked out from behind her mane, managing the strength and courage to look back at the king.

“Hooboy! You tell ‘em how it is, Twi!” Applejack clamored. She tried to instinctively throw her forelegs up into a cheer but found her binds restricting her of the right. “Darn crystals…”

Their cries of faith, hope, and friendship fueled Twilight with the courage she needed. They never lost entirely to anything. Maybe there were some bumps in the road, but they always at least came out on top in the end. Be it cursed forest, soul-sucking demon from Tartarus, a time-traveling maniacal unicorn, or a shapeshifting queen—they always pushed through to their victory.

He’d be no different, she had faith in that.

“You will not defeat us. We stand for Equestria, and our friendship will prevail,” she continued, a cocky smirk now forming on her face as the cheers of her friends filled the room. “You’re no king, and you’re definitely not our king.”

Listening to the Princess’ rallying cry, Sombra released a low growl. Their persistence was irritating, and he was quickly losing his patience. He was going to sunder them, their hopes, and their dreams permanently— he just needed to find a means of accomplishing such. He stood for a moment, deep in thought as he furrowed his brow in concentration. They were Elements of Harmony, and thus the means he had used to enslave ponies in the past wouldn’t suffice. Latent magical resistances ran through this group of friends, so he had to pull out all the cards for this.

Fumbling with his thoughts, tuning out the obnoxious hollering around him, he found a memory laid far in the depths of his mind. A wicked grin split his muzzle, as dark magic flickered into his eyes. There was a very special spell he had learned centuries ago, one that would extinguish not only her ignorant confidence, but the group as a whole one by one.

He couldn’t help himself, throwing his head into the air and bellowing with a wicked laughter. All six of his captives ceased their rallying, the confidence boost within them wavering at the sight of the King heartily guffawing.

Rainbow Dash’s patience wore thin, her anger rising as she watched him clamor before her. “What’s so funny ~ huh? You think this is a joke?” She puffed her chest out, scowling at him. “We are the Elements of Harmony, we don’t lose!” She leaned forward, allowing her words to be delivered with confidence. “Especially to actual losers like you!”

Sombra’s chuckles tapered off. If there was one thing he despised most, it was lesser creatures daring to defy him. He vaguely knew of Rainbow Dash, but her core qualities were clear. Brave, confident, and clearly egotistical, she was everything he hated in a pony, but loved to break. Her type was always the most troublesome, yet also the most satisfying to shatter. Her words may have struck a chord, but they also sparked a thought within his corrupted mind.

“I think I’ll have you go last.” His slight smile turned into a toothy grin, flashing the pearly white fangs adorning his mouth. “You deserve to endure the most for your mistaken outlook on the world.” He shimmered dark magic into his horn momentarily, tightening the crystals around her hooves. “I want you to witness what will happen to you, forced to fend off an endless assault of bliss and pleasure all the while. You will watch your friends fall one by one, before you join them in servitude.”

Rainbow’s eyes widened in fear, a chill running down her spine as he delivered the statement. Her confident demeanor vanished as she shrunk back, still locked in place by the magical crystals bounding her hooves. For some unknown and bewildering reason, she felt an explosively intense wave of intimidation shroud her. Pegasi naturally had heightened senses of fight or flight, and she almost never experienced anything but the urge to fight back. Yet here she was, having her every instinct tell her to back off, to retreat from him with everything she had.

“Nothing will bring me greater joy than seeing you beg like the bitch you are deep down~”

His words struck her with intense fury. Her breath hitched, her wings ruffled as they desperately wished to take off, and she nearly froze in place. He stared directly at her, into her very being. Dark, glowing eyes, brimming with overwhelming confidence, met her own magenta fear-filled ones. She felt powerless before them, the gaze delivering a message of dominance and power.

“You’ll make a wonderful broodmare bride for me, slut.”

An overwhelming aura of weakness shaped around her, causing a knot in her chest to form. This villain wasn’t looking at her like a pony, let alone one of Equestria’s toughest and most important ones, no, he was looking at her like she was an item—a tool to be used for serving him and nothing more. She averted her gaze, feeling utterly overwhelmed by his presence.

Sombra took notice of her response and let out another light chuckle. “But that is not what I laugh for. I simply just find it so...humorous—the perspective you all have on this.” His words carried a tone of arrogance, as he cycled his gaze between them one by one. “You all truly have faith in your friendship and love for each other. You think this love will get you through this?” He snickered, raising a hindleg and flexing his cock before them all. “The only thing you all will be loving at the end of this is your King and his body. Your faith in yourselves is laughable, as it will mean nothing soon enough.”

He paused, glancing over at the mares before him as they all were clearly visibly shaken. Their previous cries of glory and hope had faded, now replaced with a growing anger and concern within them. He rolled his eyes, truly taken aback by how these were the mares that had bested him in the past. Dumb luck was real it seemed, for they were one thing and one thing only to him.

Pathetic.

“But now I think it’s time we began.” He glanced over at Twilight, glowering over at her. “Thanks to that absolutely worthless little showcase of resistance you all made, it’s fairly easy to pinpoint just who acts as the core of your group.”

Twilight’s eyes went wide, as she felt herself be shrouded in his magic. With little time to react, she was yanked from her bonds, feeling them fade away and collapse as she was hurled through the air. She stopped just short of impacting the crystal ground below by his magic, before being slowly lowered down to the floor. She winced, feeling arcane bonds wrap around her wings, sealing away her ability to fly.

“W-what are you-“ her voice faltered, words escaping her as she glanced up at him.

Prone on the ground, she was nearly face to face with his cock. Scrambling back, she gasped as she tried to gather herself. Adrenaline surged through her body as she took into account his massive length. He was huge, bigger than any stallion she had ever seen, and she could only wonder what he could do to her with his enormous tool. His intentions were clear, and even though she held onto faith, she was growing more and more aware of just what was awaiting her—and she didn’t know if she feared the threat of his or the possible mind-breaking pleasure more.

A dark cloud of color reflected off the crystal floor, causing her to throw her attention upwards. Glowering down at her, Sombra stood there menacingly, charging an intense spell within his horn. Her worries began to accelerate, as she watched an immense load of dark magic funnel into his sharpened horn.

“That too is why I laugh,” he continued, huffing air out of his nostrils as he lightly laughed, “for you all have made it far too easy for me to pinpoint just where I should start.”

With another burst of arcane might, he shot his spell at Twilight. She recoiled and flinched, preparing for the worst, as the burst of magic hit her and a shimmer of light shrouded her body. She cowered back in terror, but upon opening her eyes, found herself unmoved and seemingly unharmed from its impact.

“What…did you do?” she questioned, looking over her body.

A surge of hope set upon her. Had his spell failed? Their battle with him must have weakened his magic reserves heavily! They could still do this! They maybe had a chance to escape on their own!

“Oh you will find out soon enough, my little slave,” he murmured, stroking the mare’s face.

With those haunting words, it hit her; within her body, a strong heat spread like wildfire. She began sweating, feeling this warmth throughout her body, but intensifying most within her nethers. Her pussy began to throb with need, winking with each pulsating surge of heat casting over it. Her own juices started to flow from her needy snatch, allowing a sparkling cascade of her essence to glide down her inner thighs, soaking them in result. Her tail began to raise itself slowly, twitching intensely and gradually putting her engorged nethers on display for all those that could witness it. Her mind became a blur of lustful haze, the sound thoughts she had moments ago now dueling with those fueled with a hunger to be bred.

Heat. He had put her into heat, but it was a heat beyond anything she could describe. The aching in her groin, the flood of desirable thoughts in her mind, her body lusting and craving satisfaction to near unbearable levels—they were all exponentially more intense than even the worst estrus cycles she had ever endured. Yet a plausible answer to this need lay before her.

She found her eyes focusing on Sombra’s cock, a passionate hunger for it rising within her. It twitched before her once again, causing thoughts of it pounding into her to race through her mind. She could make out every last detail within her imagination. The way her ass would bounce with each plunge he’d make into her, how she’d feel it slide down her throat as she worshiped it, the feeling of his cum filling her depths—possibly blessing her with a foal to fulfill her purpose as a mare.

With these thoughts engulfing her mind, she released a lustful, needy moan, her cry echoing throughout the crystal chamber her group was held in. Her eyes fluttered, her breathing intensified, and her entire body shook and shuddered with every wave of need flowing through her. Taking note of their friend’s current state, the rest of the group began to elicit urgent cries.

“Hey, what did you just do to her?!” Rainbow screamed, finding her ability to face Sombra reborn with her concern. She was uselessly, yet furiously, flapping her wings in a poor attempt to free herself from the crystals binding her, wanting nothing more than to swing at the king. “You get away from her right now! Or else I’ll make you regret it!” she continued, voice starting to crack as she was struggling to manage her anger.

Sombra chose to entertain this question. Turning away from Twilight, which spawned an audible whimper from the alicorn, as she was beginning to become enthralled by the sight of his member.

“I’ve simply cast a spell on her to show you all her true nature. This is your leader, as true as she can be. Much like all of you are deep down, a simple, cock-hungry slut.” The mares retracted at this statement whilst Twilight let out a firm pant, struggling to regain her bearings. “Don’t worry though, the rest of you won’t need this exact treatment, but you will face similar blessings.” Smirking, tool pulsating as he gazed over the five soon-to-be sex slaves, he licked his lips and turned back to Twilight. “For a princess, and my first new bride, only the best and greatest can be used.”

Rainbow pulled back once again. The worry that was previously welling up within her now overflowing. He truly believed he could break her and the rest of her friends? She glanced around, taking note of the worrisome expressions adorning all of their faces as well. She felt the knot in her chest start to alight, her own bravado faltering with each passing second. His confidence was overwhelming, beginning to crack and tear her own to pieces.

She reflected back on a few moments before, shivering. What did he mean by making her suffer the most? Her mouth ran dry, and she stood frozen, her mind having a duel between fear and pride. She found herself thinking, eyes drifting to his now fully erect cock. Her pupils shrunk upon the realization of its true size. Her pussy quivered in between her legs—the thought of what his dick could do to her causing her to tremble with unwelcome anticipation.

On the other end of things, Twilight was facing an intense inner struggle, battling to regain some essence of composure within herself. She found safety and stability in her studies, utilizing such interests and calming mechanisms in dire moments, and managed to find a semblance of reason by gathering her thoughts.

She was able to identify the spell Sombra had cast on her as an estrus spell, the effects of the magic running rampant throughout her body a clear indication. However, she found a spark of panic surge in her—she was forgetting something. There was another aspect to dark magic estrus spells in specific, she knew there was, but for the life of her she couldn’t recall the other trait. There was a notable detail that made them far more dangerous and more threatening than the typical heat spells ponies had. Dark arts always had far, well, darker effects than traditional versions.

She tried to pry into her mind for any further knowledge, but the overwhelming surges of pleasure within her made critical thinking impossible. Unable to cast any counter spells to it, she was being forced to ride out an endlessly intense heat. Scrunching her snout, she grit her teeth, the pleasure in her beginning to lead her to another throaty moan.

With heaving breaths, she fought off the sensations and found the ability to speak. “T-this - haa - won’t work, Sombra!”

Her marehood was begging to be filled, and her mind was regrettably registering Sombra as an ideal stallion to do so. She was using all the will she could muster to resist herself from giving into her urges. She was the Element of Magic, the Princess of Friendship, and she couldn’t allow the unwelcomed awakening of her primal instincts to override her logic. Her friends were in trouble, they were counting on her, and she couldn’t let them down.

Her essence was now collecting itself on the floor below her dripping snatch, forming a puddle of her own juices beneath her. “I w-wont give in to you!” she choked.

Sombra smirked. “Oh miss Sparkle, I know a top level estrus spell can’t conquer you or any of your friends,” he gloated, slowly turning and glancing over each and every one of them individually. “Which is why I made a very clear statement earlier.”

Twilight bit her lip, sweat beading down her forehead as she meekly looked at him. “W-what?”

He whipped back towards Twilight, and with swift action, he reared himself back and placed his member right onto her muzzle, nearly covering the entirety of her face. “This is what will truly corrupt you all. This is what will shatter the last remnants of Twilight Sparkle and replace her with a loyal, cock-craving slut.”

Twilight gawked at the veiny slab of warm meat that was just placed in front of her. She felt every beat of his heart make it throb against her muzzle, causing it to flex lightly before her eyes. The sheer length of the tool shrouded her vision with its presence, giving a true representation of its size.

“W-what? G-get it off of m-nghhh!” she attempted to respond, cut off by a vital mistake—inhaling through her nostrils.

The King’s potent scent invaded her sinuses, the aroma assaulting her sexually heightened senses. His musk was incredibly strong, overwhelming her sense of smell and clouding her mind with an even deeper lust. It was enthralling, filling her with visions of being claimed by the massive tool.

“H-haa! W-what’s going on - hnnnngh!”

The spell he had cast on her was amplifying all of her sensations several times over, and it was unbearable even for the alicorn. As massive waves of pleasure surged through her body from the scent of his cock, she reached an involuntary, instant climax.

Her pussy began winking frantically, its sensitive walls flexing hungrily, desperate to milk a cock of its seed. The floor below soon became coated with her fragrant love juices, now allowing her own sweet, lavender scent to mix with Sombra’s overpowering, earthy own. Her legs spasmed, her body shook intensely, her wings twitched, and her eyes rolled back as she was rocked with a euphoric feeling unlike any other.

“Nhggg! Ah! B-buck!!” she cried.

She felt her mind go blank for a moment, the mixture of her own scent with that of the masculine aroma before her causing her body to undergo an inconceivably large surge of bestial ecstasy. With a climax coupled on top of it, she struggled to fend off the desire to slobber her tongue all over his cock.

“F-fuck!” she continued, the inhibitions ingrained within her mind collapsing as the spell gradually chipped away at the barriers of her resistance.

She was now openly moaning, the orgasm breaking through her clenched mouth and allowing her cries to soar through the air around her. Her legs shook weakly and her tail finally fully raised itself, putting her entire soaking pussy on show for her friends. They all were silent, eyes wide in shock and mouths agape in surprise. They were witnessing their friend and leader reaching a climax from the mere scent of this villain’s cock.

“T-Twilight! Move away from it!” Pinkie finally managed to cry out, attempting in vain to push out of her binds.

Her words did not reach their target, as Twilight continued to ride out her orgasm. Her remaining senses became unclear, as the scent of Sombra’s dick continued to invade her mind, stupefying her. Throwing her ass back with each and every electrifying surge of pleasure, her backside jiggled softly with each thrust of her hips. Instinctively she pressed her muzzle into his groin, greedily huffing in more of his domineering musk.

Sombra got even harder than before at the sight of her struggling, pleased as he witnessed the Princess falling apart before him. The sight of her flanks bouncing, accompanied by the subtle claps her asscheeks made, was enough to fill him to the brim with glee. A whorish body that soon would be his property.

As the wildfire of lust began to wither away with every lust-crazed surge of her cum, Twilight began to reach the end of her orgasm. With a final passionate cry, she soon found the defiance within her from before nearly extinguished. Collapsing before Sombra and his rock hard cock, she remained motionless on the ground. Staring up helplessly, her tongue hung out while her eyes still remained focused on the dick before her. Sweat covered her body, glistening on her plump flank, while her pussy continued to wink, begging to be filled.

Yet her heat remained.

“Why…why isn’t it gone…” she mumbled, lost in her afterglow.

Sombra found another chuckle arise within him, preparing the next step of his plan. “How utterly pathetic.”

With a firm glow of his horn, he channeled magic, shrouding Twilight in his purple aura. She was lifted back on her hooves and positioned directly in front of his cock again, giving her no time to rest. His scent descended upon her, assaulting her sense of smell with fury once more. She urgently pulled together every fiber of will within her mind, pushing herself to maintain some glimmer of composure before her sworn enemy.

The afterglow of her orgasm allowed her to at least have some form of relief, and she managed to contain herself - if only just. Whatever kind of estrus spell he put on her made her previous heat phases look like a cool breeze in comparison, and it was a struggle to keep it together, even after the most intense orgasm of her life. She shook her head violently, shaking her craving thoughts from her mind.

Focusing her breathing, purposely through her mouth this time, she managed to bring her ragged breaths to some form of stability. Her pussy still shimmered with a burning need, but with much effort she managed to pull her mind away from it. She formed the will and strength to raise her gaze to Sombra’s eyes, pulling her eyes off of his cock and back onto the vermillion orbs of her enemy.

“S-stop this! If you stop now your punishment won’t be as severe!” she responded.

She stepped back, trying her best to appear confident in her current position. The attempt was futile, as her legs continued to shake and her tail twitched with excitement.

“That’s right! Back off of her, you big jerk!” Pinkie cried out, finally fully broken out of her shocked state.

Her sudden outburst shook her other friends out of their own daze, leading to a rise in voices against their imperious captor.

“You disgusting brute! Get away from our Twilight!”

“Y’all better back off, if you know what’s best for ya!”

“L-leave her alone!”

All of Twilight’s friends spoke out against Sombra, even Fluttershy, trying to find any way to encourage Twilight and delay the seemingly inevitable—all except Rainbow Dash.

The prismatic mare still stood there, frozen at the sight of her friend. He was doing that to her with his scent alone. She was left to wonder about her own fate. He stated she would be the last to go, that she would suffer, and she was quickly piecing together what he meant by ‘suffer’. Dark thoughts clouded her mind, filling it with images of her being a helpless, soaking wet, horny mess at his hooves; just like Twilight had become.

Really!? Cmon Dash! What are you doing! she thought to herself.

Shaking her head and pushing back the thoughts, she quickly joined her friends in their rioting against Sombra’s attack on Twilight.

“Y-Yeah! You keep this up and I’ll personally clobber ya!”

Sombra could only sigh in annoyance, turning away from them and back to his prey. This lowly, pathetic excuse for a princess was already a soaking wet mare in heat before him, and he would enjoy breaking her in fully.

He laid on his back, pulling a cushion from a far seat and putting it under his head. “Your friends truly care for you. It’s a shame that the bond you all share shall lead to you all falling together.”

His cock was standing tall and powerful in the air, awaiting its pleasure. Twilight’s eyes widened as she felt his magic wrap itself around her once again, teasing and pressing against her most sensitive parts. She let out a soft moan as the magic coursed over her pussy, caressing and pushing against her slit. The sensations caused another gush of her liquids to flow out of her and onto the floor below, as he raised her off the ground and levitated her towards him.

Applejack recoiled in anger at the sight of her friend being handled by the dark magic. “What the hay are you doing! We told you if you tried anything else you’ll regret it!” She made a spirited attempt to lunge out of her bindings, but to no avail. “I promise you ain’t gonna like what’ll happen!”

Pinkie began to falter back once more, her spirit buckling seeing how helpless and weak Twilight seemed, Rarity continued to look ahead in worried concentration, and Fluttershy was meekly cowering behind her hair once again. The group of friends all shared concern-filled gazes while Rainbow, again, found herself simply staring in awe.

Twilight was arguably the most powerful of them all, and here she was gushing her own juices while being toyed with by their enemy. She began to have fear strike her at her core, her confident mindset beginning to crumble completely. He was actually doing it, his sexual remarks towards them not empty threats.

“Put me do - ahn!”

Twilight released a pleasure filled moan as Sombra’s magic grip tightened around her. Rainbow perked up at the sound of her friend, feeling a surge of pleasure in her nethers. She paused for a moment, registering what had just occurred, before hesitantly rubbing her hindlegs together. She had unfortunately begun her heat a few days prior, and the amorous circumstances, even if grim, were sending her marish needs alight.

With a tinge of remorse she felt her own essence running down her inner thigh, dampening the cyan coat with which she was adorned. She gnawed her lip, doing her best to conceal her unintentional arousal. Her wings began to stiffen at the sound of yet another moan from Twilight, and she was forced to painfully and forcefully keep them closed.

“D-dammit…” she muttered under her breath, the aching feeling within her pussy growing gradually with each passing second.

She stood there, clearly discomforted, thinking to herself about what would happen if she and her friends couldn’t hold on. It would lead to her ‘suffering’, as Sombra worded it, yet she knew he meant being used like a lowly slut. While traitorous and depraved thoughts ran through her mind, she realized she could become nothing more than an obedient, needy mare in front of him and his giant cock. Her friends could too—they could all end up falling before him. She shook her head again, trying to dislodge the unsavory notions.

She focused on giving herself an internal pep talk. She was Rainbow Dash, the toughest, fastest, and coolest pony in all of Equestria! She could never see herself stooping to such a level, and she would never let such a thing happen to her friends!

Then again, she could never see Twilight in such a way either, but here she was dripping her juices before one of their sworn enemies…

“C’mon, Dash,” she mumbled under her breath, “Get your bucking head on straight!”

Fully removing the thoughts from her head, which took more effort than she’d like to admit, she glared ahead in anger as her friend’s ordeal continued.

Twilight was now being held above Sombra, her pussy inches away from his cock. Her back was to him, making her unable to see the sick grin on his face. She was stuck facing her friends, forced to bear witness to their concern for her. Her marehood slowly dripped its juices onto Sombra’s dick, covering it in the glistening glow of her nectar.

The knowledge of her own lust coating her enemy’s cock filled Twilight with embarrassment, and a deep blush spread across her muzzle. It was only worsened as her plump tits were being shown off clear as day as well—nipples hard from her arousal. Her friends were watching her be so vulnerable and weak, being handled like a toy by one of their worst enemies. She felt like nothing compared to him, her hope fading fast as she quickly connected what was going to come next.

Sombra lay still, taking note of the Princess’ crumbling resolve. He pondered to himself for a brief moment, intent on furthering this group’s punishment. He wanted the princess to know that her friends were weaker than even her, and that they would be in the same situation as her soon enough. He wanted to destroy what little shred of hope she may still have, and an insidious notion that crept into his thoughts proved just the ticket.

“Now Miss Sparkle, I think it is truly unfair that your friends cannot experience at least some of what you feel. You do do everything together after all. So why don’t we fix that?”

He channeled a second spell from his horn and shot it into the air, exploding in a shimmering aura throughout the crystal throne room. Settling down around the group, the particles of the aura slowly began to get absorbed into the five other mares across the crystal room. They flinched at first, but gazed back up after a moment. Seemingly nothing had happened. With shared looks of relief, they looked back up at Sombra.

“Wow, reeeal impressive spell that was, buddy!” Rainbow laughed.

“Was it supposed to just feel a little tingly?” Pinkie questioned, glancing up and down her own body as best as she could.

“Seems like this ‘King’ has spells that aren’t as mighty as he thinks!” Rarity scoffed at him.

Sombra could only respond with another smirk towards the group. “Let’s see how you handle your own biological needs as mares.”

Applejack rolled her eyes, raising a brow at him. “I reckon you’re more delusional than ah thought. Your spell didn’t do squat! Just felt a bit - nnnngh!”

In a matter of seconds, the enchantment settled into them entirely, before bursting out in waves of colors across their bodies. The rest of them all released pleasured gasps alongside Applejack, as their bodies were filled with a tantalizing bliss unlike any they had felt before. Arcanely pushed into estrus, they were all rocked to their core.

Pinkie’s eyes widened in shock as she felt her nethers go alight with warmth. Gathering large sums of effort to resist the urge to moan out loud, she bit the side of her cheek. Her tail sporadically flicked itself, making attempts to rise above her waist. Juices began to flow from her pussy, causing her nethers to glisten with a coat of her own lust. She clenched her eyes, trying in vain to hold back, yet a firm burst of her nectar flowed out of her lower lips and onto the floor below. As she felt her pussy wink, she caved to her needs and released a throaty groan.

Applejack fared no better, making her best attempt to stand stoic as her tail began to fidget, her body beginning to release fluids that slid down her thick thighs. The farmer could only quietly rub her hind legs together in a desperate attempt to quell the growing desire within her. She bit her lip, suppressing a moan in her throat, refusing to give Sombra the satisfaction of hearing one escape her. Her mind grew foggy with visions of his cock pleasing her, finding herself focusing on the idea of it pummeling her asshole. Sensing her legs falter slightly at the thought of him reaming her, she turned her gaze to the floor, concealing herself with her hat.

Fluttershy still hid behind her mane, but now her breathing was ragged and she was occasionally panting out loud. It only took a few seconds for an abundance of moans to slip from her maw, as she was unable to find the will or strength to keep them within herself. Her tongue lolled out, as further bursts of pleasure cascaded over her body. Her pussy winked with urgent need, shining in a layer of her own arousal as a blush painted her muzzle.

Rarity attempted to her best ability to maintain her composure, but she found herself bucking her hips back into an imaginary stallion. Her mind became clouded with the thought of her being pounded mercilessly by the eligible stallion before her in the room. Him coursing his magic onto her, pulling her hair and treating her like a rough fucktoy, using her like a lowly slut—it’s all she could imagine. Grinding her teeth, noticing she just let out a whorish moan, she gave a choked breath as she focused on concealing her lust.

They all wore looks of shame, unable to form immediate responses to the waves of pleasure suddenly hitting them, but none could compare to the ordeal Rainbow Dash was sent through.

Rainbow felt the magical aura fall upon her, and almost immediately her pupils shrunk to pinpricks. Her body began to feel hotter and hotter, her breath became staggered, and her tail began flicking wildly as her pussy started aching with endless need. Her previous arousal was now being multiplied tenfold, filling her body to the brim with nerve-busting passion. Without even being touched, she felt the growing sensation of a climax brewing deep within her.

With an orgasm now forming, she felt her muscles tense for the oncoming assault on her nerves. Her panting started to become more apparent as she began wildly bucking her hips back, hopelessly searching for a stallion’s crotch to oppose them as she released a torrent of moans. Seconds felt like a small eternity, but to her pleasurable despair, that deep sensation within her bursted, and she was rocked with a cataclysmic climax.

Her surprisingly plump ass jiggled slightly with each motion as she began to ride out the orgasm, quiet claps sounding out. Her juices coated a wide area behind her as they spewed out of her cunt with fury. Mind racing, her eyes rolled back, and she sputtered drool out of her maw as she messily gasped and groaned. She began bucking harder as she felt the peak of her climax arriving, her pussy winking with each backwards thrust, envisioning a cock filling its drenched walls.

Her thoughts became clouded with that of stallions claiming her and rutting her like the horny bitch she was. Filling her needy holes with their warm lengths, quelling her lust by coating her insides with their seed, and pumping her full with a foal. The euphoric thoughts overwhelmed her senses, causing everything around her to enter a haze. Her preternatural lust was more intense than anything she felt before, eclipsing even her most serious heat phases by an unfathomable margin. It felt as if every inch of her body needed to be covered in cum, that her every hole be filled to the brim with a stallion’s thick, virile seed.

Her mind temporarily shattered from the profound sensations flowing through her, the apex of her climax hitting like a tsunami of endless rapture. She found herself leaning forward, ass remaining in the air, passionately bucking backwards into the painfully empty space behind her. Whimpering at the lack of fulfillment with each movement, her pussy continued to gush her nectar from her moist depths as she howled with bliss. Winking furiously with passionate thrusts backwards, her marehood quivered as it experienced the final wave of fiery bliss wash over it.

Rainbow collapsed to the floor as the onslaught of pleasure subsided. Panting while surrounded by a pool of her own euphoria, her body continued to quiver as her afterglow took hold. Her friends soon took notice of her state, managing to pull themselves out of their own lustful ordeals to glance over at their friend with looks of concern.

With her senses reforming, and her mind reestablishing itself; Rainbow could feel their stares. She had no idea what they thought of the fact that she just came in front of all of them from a simple spell, but she sat in dread.

S-stop looking...

Her face morphed into one of remorse, with a blush cascading over her muzzle. Rainbow Dash, the coolest pony in Equestria, had just experienced an orgasm from nothing more than an aura spell. Her friends had nowhere near the same level of a reaction as she did! Even if she was already in heat, that didn’t excuse it! It was shameful, pathetic, and went against everything she stood for! Made into a moaning, drooling mess, her existing heat amplifying exponentially—it was as humiliating as it was pleasurable.

Agh…look away...

She kept her eyes clenched shut, as she felt the tingling sensation in her pussy subside a bit, now manageable enough that she could at least stand. She took several moments to calm her breathing and form the strength to move, though the aching lust in her cunt caused her to falter every few moments. As she stood up, she did all that she could to not face her friends. Ashamed of what she knew they had seen, she simply stared forward at the sight of Sombra and Twilight.

“To think such a miniscule portion of the spell I used on the alicorn could lead to such a reaction from all of you.” He directed his gaze towards Rainbow, which made her jump a bit. “Some far more than others.”

Dash bashfully diverted her gaze to the crystal floor, cowering down towards the ground, unwilling to meet his eyes in return.

“Y-you okay, sugarcube?” Applejack questioned, her voice carrying a mixed tone of comfort and worry.

Dash didn’t look at her—she couldn’t. Sombra was making a fool of her in front of her friends, and she despised how she felt because of it. There was another surge of heat in her nethers, causing her to give a sharp breath. For some awful reason her own natural heat was finding some part of this arousing, and she loathed her marish instincts for that.

She was the Element of Loyalty, and she was getting turned on by the domination of herself and her friends! Breaking down at the seams from simple dark magic was something she never thought possible, but here she was, drooling with lust from that exact magic. It was messing with her head, making her own carnal desires lead her mind to taking lust's side over her friends—over herself.

She let out a frustrated groan, mentally telling herself over and over that she couldn’t give in to these thoughts and feelings. With every morsel of will within her she pushed out every dark and sexual thought clouding her mind. She ground her hooves against their binds, finally steadying herself and her thoughts, and slowly stood up tall.

Her body may be giving in slightly, but she would never submit her mind to this villain. She was going to keep fighting this mental battle as long as she had to. She had to remain strong, it was for her friends. As long as she had them she knew she’d be able to pull through. Though she knew she had the worst of it out of the five of them, her other trapped friends were certainly fending off their own lustful ordeals, and her yielding to any sensations would hinder their own will.

She looked up slowly and turned to Applejack. “Yeah - hehe - I guess I ended up getting hit with a muuuuuch higher concentration of his spell than everypony else. I’m fine,” she lied, the warmth in her nethers made her pant lightly at the end of her sentence. “D-doesn’t help I was already in heat…”

Applejack glanced at the pool of her friend’s essence on the crystal floor, raising a concerned eyebrow. “Alright, I don’t - ngh - I don’t think any of us are faring too well. J-just hang in there, okay?”

Finding a surge of arousal spawn within her from the sight of her friend’s state, Applejack quickly turned away. Concluding it would be best not to question Rainbow’s reaction further, especially with what was going on with Twilight, she gnawed her lip. She chose to trust the pegasus’ word, plus, doubting the mare wouldn’t help their situation regardless anyways. She turned back towards Sombra and a now moaning Twilight, gulping as she looked on.

Twilight was a mess. The sight of all of her friends’ reaction to the spell, especially Dash’s, threw her for an utter loop. Her companions were being assaulted so easily, so casually, and she herself was in the same boat. The sight of their state led to her mind shamefully filling with lust once more, causing her pussy to wink as it spewed more of her shimmering juices onto Sombra’s cock. She felt wholly defeated, straddled over the Umbrum like a helpless icon of defeat. She led her friends here, and now they were being forced to fight off forcefully instilled carnal desires and pleasures that would drive any mare insane. She made an attempt to hang her head in shame, but something poking at her love canal made her shoot up to attention.

Feeling a mind boggling warmth spread throughout her depths once more, she tentatively glanced down past her teats and looked at what was occurring in her lower region. Her eyes widened in concern at the sight before her—Sombra happily sliding his length along her slit, coating his member with her wetness. The sensation of her lower lips grinding along his shaft caused her to release another hungry moan, her mind racing as her pussy began winking feverishly. Her nethers hungered for the cock teasing her entrance, and slowly, her mind was too.

“N-now, Sombra, ma-maybe we can - ahn - discuss alternate options? M-maybe a trade of sorts? S-something?” she pleaded while squirming in his magical grip, fearing what may happen to her if his huge length plunged into her insides.

“Are you sure you’d want that? You seem to be in need of some...” he trailed off and glanced down at his cock, feeling her sex still pouring its love gradually over it. “Satisfaction.”

Twilight’s eyes grew wider, as she shook her head intensely. “T-that isn’t true, Sombra! I d-don’t want anything of the - mmph!” She found her words cutting off, the feeling of his dick sliding against her clit causing another moan to spawn from her throat.

“I’m so sorry, your ‘highness’, might you repeat that?” he growled, continuing to motion along her slit.

“I said I don’t need anything of the sort!” she harrumphed, breathing heavily.

Sombra could feel her pussy wink against his member. “Your body clearly seems to be saying otherwise.”

“I said I don’t!” she angrily screamed in response, her inner frustrations growing alongside her arousal.

“You know, it isn’t right for the Princess of friendship to lie to her friends,” he mocked, now shifting the tip of his member, positioning it at the entrance of her soaked marehood. “You know you need this, slut.”

“I-I’m not lying!” she responded in quick succession, her nerves now soaring to new heights as she felt his tip prodding at her folds.

Sombra chuckled at her, glancing over her figure while she was suspended over his cock. He took note of her hips, perfectly shaped to carry his foals as his broodmare. Tracing them, he outlined the shape of her curvy flanks, her cutie mark glistening in the hue of his aura. With a free hoof, he reached up to caress the area, spawning a gasp from the alicorn before him.

“Tell me then, what is a Princess doing with a body so fit for breeding?” he inquired, firmly pressing against her ass.

“S-stop it, Sombra!” Twilight choked, vainly attempting to dissuade him from caressing her backside. “I…I don’t have a - mmmf - body for that!”

The sensation of his hoof kneading her backside sent electrifying surges of excitement up her spine. Her cheeks being lovingly pressed together and massaged, she bit her lip to suppress a moan. She winced once more as she felt her pussy tremble from her own violation, her body clearly opposing her mind. She was getting even further aroused by him feeling her up like she was some kind of item—a mere toy for him to play with.

“Seems to me like you are just built to serve cock, Princess. Look at how you’re just gushing at the sensation of a stallion teasing your body,” he mocked, prodding her entrance further and sinking his tip into her moist folds. “Seeing you in such a state, I’d assume you were no more than a common whore!”

“Mmmph! Ngggh!” she moaned out loud, the sensation of his tip spreading her lips enough to coax a sound of pleasure out of her. She quickly found herself gnawing her lip once more, shame flowing within her from the sudden outburst. “Haaa…S-Sombra…”

“Would you look at that! From only the tip! You seem to be just dying for more, whore.” He flexed his dick, shifting it slightly within her. “All you have to do is ask, Princess, and I’ll quell that burning desire within you.”

“I-I…” Twilight found herself unable to complete her sentence, her thoughts trailing off as they began to grasp the girth of the cock below her.

She hated to admit that he was more than a sizable stallion, the girth of his member both intimidating and enticing. She cursed herself for finding the prospect of it spreading her exhilarating, the effects of the spell he had cast earlier still clouding her logical reason. The tip alone was already stretching her entrance - if he went deeper with his full, fantastic girth, she feared what would become of her.

And she’d soon find out.