Master Obsidians Domination

“MHHH” I woke up with a moan as I smelled the potent musk of one and only love in this world. My master, my world and my god.

The sun was peeking through the curtains of the castle room. I looked over to my side to see the gorgeous form of my black and white striped zebra king, Obsidian. His cock was as massive as ever, laying on his stomach, the size of a baseball bat.

He was snoring lightly and his balls were as large as melons. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and love for this creature who had taken over my life and made me into the disposal queen I am today.

He was just so fucking amazing. His 9 foot frame towering on the bed. 15 years have passed since I have been claimed by my master. A Lot has happened to me as well since then.

I still remember the day as yesterday. Fluttershy and Rainbow, my friends have helped me on my way into the hands of my master, and fuck it were hugs hands. I was always a lonely girl but I compensated those thoughts with my own superiority complex over others, I never acted like an arrogant mare but inside I was. Since the day I was the student of princess Celestia I saw myself better than other ponies and that thought only strengthened when I ascended to an alicorn. I hated ponies that were weak and used me for my power, even Celestia was not unharmed by my rage, the fat white assed whore who sent me to do all her biddings so she can earn the rewards, nowadays I am glad that everything led to who I am today.

Still I couldn't help but reminisce about my entire life as I began worshipping my glorious and wonderful master starting with his large and smelly black balls. My pussy started dripping with need even after 15 years of smelling him it was still more than overwhelming.

I had defeated all of Equestrias villains, not for the sake of Equestria necessarily but for my own. It was a nice side effect that I had more resources at my disposal with safing Equestria from the clutches of the weak sissies like the cuck Sombra or Tirek, looking back at it now for a Minotaur his cock was tiny, hahah, he had like 6 inches in comparison to his body and weight that was laughable guess that was the whole reason he was so aggressive.

No matter who stood in my way of conquest of power I had defeated them with or without the help of my friends and I became one of the most powerful alicorns and ponies in the world. But I always thought of myself like that already and not only me but my friends thought that too. This was one of the main reasons why we work together so well. We felt the same superiority complex and that only heightened when we awakened our full strength.

But when I became an Alicorn I wondered if my friends hated me for it, if they felt inferior and would be envious of me, even jealous, but that was not the case and I never understood why until I met him. The feeling of power is only half as good as feeling completely and utterly dominated.

I trailed my way up as I licked and kissed the black orbs of my master. I proceeded to put my nose right where it belonged. The point where all the musk that dominated me so thoroughly met, my pussy could not help but squirt out in joy, every single inhale brought me more and more into submission and I loved it.

I used to be 6,3 feet until I grew to Cadence's height at 6,4 feet and when I met my master my entire knowledge of the field where I thought myself superior to any being was rewritten and I grew to my 7,5 feet now. When I became an Alicorn the first time I loved the fact of looking down at ponies and thinking of them as below me but nowadays I never loved looking up more. The feeling of being bigger than other beings couldn't compare to the feeling of knowing that there was always one person that was better and bigger than you out there.

My intelligence, my knowledge of magic, my logical thinking superior to none other was as much as a blessing as it was a curse. You remember when I originally said that I was not lonely because I had that, well that was the case until I was on top of the mountain by myself after beating each and everyone that no one could oppose me. Because of my superiority complex I had unrealistic expectations for a lover, I would love the fact that there was a pony or a stallion that would meet my requirements, but my beloved friends once again blew my world with HIM. “kiss* Fuuck I need to move on but it is so hard to think with my face sunken in the total dominated airspace around my masters balls.

My secret battles with the princess herself no one knows about only my friends and the other princesses have been way too easy as I grew as a being as the fourth alicorn princess of Equestria. I have beaten her in chess first, which was seen as the intelligence masterclass, then I beat her in Magic creation, then in a Magic duel, then I beat her in a duel together with her sister. The feeling of winning was addictive to me.

I felt unbound like a goddess. Completely untouchable to others until I met HIM. Every Single moment of my life, every value I had over other ponies over my friends and family have been focused around HIM. I started rocking my hips back and forth on the large king sized bed I slept on. I knew that if I rubbed my pussy right here and now I would be punished by HIM and not the naughty kind of punishment that would get me excited but the annoying ones like being forced to leave the city to check what is going on outside of Equestria or worse being ignored by HIM.

I had to stop myself. The power and strength he had. He didn't even need to speak to me and I was already a trembling wreck. If he would call for me right now, I would probably trip over my own feet running towards him. And all of this because of his sheer power. The day I met him was the day I knew that I had met someone that could make me feel truly alive. And I was not wrong.

I would lie if I did not care that I was the third slave, “SLAVE” the word made my pussy throb, it's the favourite word my master used for me, where was I, oh yea slave to claim. I was the third mare that he added to his now huge harem of slaves that were there for his every call, but at the same time I felt contempt with the fact that my friends had been given that right to be the first claimed ponies by him.

Oh my god, it hit me like a truck, the memory of our first meeting. It was at the peak of my ego trip. I felt the highest and I fell oh so low. I was so bored with my life. Yes I had everything a mare could ever want, well without a partner that is. I had a high social status. I was rich and I had friends that loved me for myself and some of my power. I had a castle with guards as spectators that watched my every step. I would be lying if I did not see it back then as well before our meeting that all the male ponies were, well worthless. The guards never did anything, only opening doors for me and staring at me with their tiny clits getting hard between their legs. It was disgusting and a turn off to think about that now I would give everything to go back in time and watch my master dispose of each one of them crushing their heads with his feet,no these bastards were not worth my masters time.

Forget about it now Twilight. Where was I, yea the party with my friends that led to my completion. They drugged me, haha. That was so funny they had crafted a plan where they would get me horny so the master could claim me much easier. If they had known that he just needed to ask after I saw him then I would have still ended up the same. As I saw him enter my room my breath got stuck in my throat.

He was the first being that could make me feel truly inferior, truly submissive. His mere presence was a command that I could not resist. The 8.2 feet of pure masculine power that was Obsidian. The large bulge in his pants, promising a cock that would dwarf any stallion I had ever seen. And that grin... oh that grin, it promised dominance and submission in the most tantalising way. It was like he knew every dark desire that lurked within me, every thought that had ever crossed my mind, and he was here to bring them to life.

The chessboard lay between us, a silent challenge that I had set up for any suitor that dared to approach me. Little did I know that my master would be the one to step up and accept it. As we began to play, I could feel his power radiating from him, and with each move he made, the pieces on the board danced to his will. He was uncouth, unrefined, and utterly brilliant. His strategy was unlike anything I had ever seen before, a raw and primal force that overwhelmed my own meticulous and calculated approach.

My cheeks grew hot with both anger and arousal as I watched him toy with me, his movements swift and decisive. It was as if he could see through my every defense, plucking each piece from the board with an ease that was infuriating yet undeniably exciting. The way his grin grew wider with every victory was a taunt that I couldn't ignore. The stallions of Equestria had never made me feel so... alive. And here was a creature, not even of my kind, that could so thoroughly dominate me in a game that was supposed to be my domain.

My friends had gathered around, their eyes sparkling with mischief as they watched me squirm. They knew the bet I had made with him, and they were eager to see if I would honour it. I had proposed that if I won, he would leave us alone. But if he won, I would do whatever he asked. The laughter and whispers grew louder with each piece I lost, and I felt the weight of their expectations pressing down on me. But even in my embarrassment, I couldn't deny the thrill coursing through me. The thought of being at the mercy of such a powerful being was... intriguing.

As the game came to a close, with my king toppled by his knight, the room grew silent. Obsidian leaned back in his chair, his grin even wider than before. He looked at me expectantly, and I knew the moment of truth had arrived. But instead of the victory cry I had anticipated, he simply stood up and said, "I need to use the bathroom. Can you tell me where it is?" It was such a mundane request that it took me aback.

I had to wait as my king, my prince, my knight in shining armour or stripes?EUGH I wanna vomit comparing my cuck of a brother to my master. Left to wait outside of the bathroom on my bed with my friends teasing me about the zebra stud that had dominated my space. The musk clouded the bedroom. My traitorous friends convinced me to spy on my lover and the result was that he knew. He always knew. He knew what effect he had over mares. Back then I felt it too. It was not necessarily the drug but it was also the drill of having him dominate me so thoroughly. He had won and he could do whatever he wanted with me. Every other pony male would have tried to make a move on me but him. He wanted me to make a move on him first. Not to overpower him in any way but the opposite. I despised it, I told you before submitting to another being. I had the biggest ego. I thought I was the best and he made all of that vanish within the agonising seconds I spied on him in the bathroom.

And then he called out to me to come inside.

I knew I shouldn’t. I knew it was dangerous, that something was off about this stallion. But I couldn’t resist. His very presence made me feel alive in a way I never had before. My body was betraying me, responding to him in ways I didn’t fully understand. And yet, I walked into the lion’s den, my heart racing and my legs trembling.

Obsidian’s eyes never left mine as I approached, his gaze piercing through my soul. He was like nothing I had ever seen in Equestria—so powerful, so dominant, so... male. His chest was broad and muscular, his mane thick and unruly, and his... his... that thing between his legs was massive. It was like he had been sculpted by a master artist who had only one goal in mind: to incite lust and submission in every creature that beheld him.

I took a deep breath and knelt before him, my knees hitting the cold marble floor with a soft click. His cock was already straining against his pants, and I could feel the heat emanating from it. My own body was responding in ways that shocked and thrilled me. This wasn’t right. This wasn’t what a princess of Equestria should do. But with every beat of my heart, with every shallow breath, I knew that I needed this. I needed him.

Obsidian’s eyes gleamed with amusement as he watched me struggle with my own desires. He knew he had me, and the power he wielded over me was intoxicating. He placed a hand on my shoulder, his touch sending a jolt of electricity through my body, making me shiver. "Come here, slut," he said, his voice a low growl that resonated deep within me. "Help me pee."

I didn’t dare to disobey. I knew what he meant, and the thought of it made my cheeks burn with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. With trembling hooves, I approached the toilet, my eyes glued to the massive appendage that was his cock. It was still semi-hard, the size of it making my own clit throb in anticipation. As he positioned himself, I held my breath and hoped for the best.

But the best was not what I got. The moment his piss started to flow, the sheer force of it was like nothing I had ever seen. It was like he was a creature of nature, unstoppable and primal. I managed to get a grip on his cock, but the sensation of his urine splashing against my face and body was overwhelming. It was hot, and it smelled faintly musky, and it was all I could do to keep my grip as he emptied himself into the bowl. The sound of it was almost deafening in the small space, and I felt my pussy clench with every spurt.

When he was done, I was soaked. But it wasn't just the piss that had me wet. The sight of his power, his dominance, had turned me on more than I ever thought possible. And when he told me to kiss his cock, I couldn't resist. I leaned in, my face already wet with his piss, and kissed the tip of his still-swollen member. The taste was... strange, but it was also intoxicating, like I was kissing the essence of pure masculinity itself. And as I kissed him, I felt his cock twitch and start to grow even larger.

My eyes went wide, and I had a seizure at the sheer size of his monster cock as it grew to 18 inches. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was like a living, breathing weapon of mass destruction, and it was all for me. He grinned wickedly, enjoying the sight of me trembling before him. Then, without warning, he slapped me across the face with it, the smack echoing through the room.

I moaned pathetically, drooling and squinting as the massive head of his cock grew even bigger, reaching out to the world with a hunger that was insatiable. His grin grew wider as he watched me, my body shaking with need and fear. He was going to take me, to claim me, and there was nothing I could do to stop him.

Obsidian grabbed my head, forcing it down onto his cock, and I choked and gagged around his thick shaft as he began to pump into my mouth. The sounds of his hips slapping against my face filled the room, mingling with my muffled gasps for air. I couldn't believe this was happening. This wasn't a nightmare, it was real. And as much as I wanted to hate it, I couldn't. The power he had over me was a drug, and I was utterly addicted.

His cock grew even larger, stretching my jaw to its limits as he pushed deeper and deeper. I could feel the veins pulsing against my tongue, the heat of his arousal burning me from the inside out. My eyes watered, and drool pooled around my mouth as he held me in place, using me like a toy. I felt so...small, so insignificant. And yet, as he fucked my face, I had never felt more alive.

The sounds of his grunts and my own muffled cries filled the room, the only soundtrack to this depraved symphony. My mind was a whirlwind of confusion and desire, each thrust of his cock pushing away any last vestige of doubt or resistance. His grip on my head tightened, and I knew that I was his to do with as he please. I was just a vessel for his pleasure, a mere instrument of his will.

As his climax approached, his strokes grew more erratic, his breathing more ragged. I could feel the pressure building in his cock, the promise of his seed about to be unleashed. And then it came. The first shot was like a hot knife through butter, so thick and powerful that it filled my throat in an instant, making me choke and splutter. His cum was like nothing I had ever tasted, thick and rich, coating my mouth and throat in a warm, sticky blanket.

My body jerked and spasmed around him as he continued to pump his seed into me, the sensation of his hot, pulsing cock sending shockwaves through my body. His grunts grew louder, more primal, as he claimed me fully, his hot breath against my cheek as he watched the life drain from my eyes. Each pulse was stronger than the last, filling me up until I thought I might burst.

And then, with a final roar, he pulled out, spraying the last of his load onto my face and neck. The room was silent except for our heavy breathing, the smell of sex and zebra musk thick in the air. I looked up at him, his cock still hard and gleaming with cum, and knew that this was just the beginning.

As the final droplets fell from his shaft, he grabbed a towel and handed it to me without a word. I took it gratefully, wiping away the mess from my face and neck, the taste of his cum still strong in my mouth. It was like nothing I had ever tasted before—so rich, so potent, so... right. I knew then that I was his, that I would do anything to please him, to serve him.

He looked down at me, his eyes dark with satisfaction. "You're a good little slut," he said, and I couldn't help but feel a warm glow of pride at his words. "Now, go clean yourself up and tell your friends what happened here. Tell them that from now on, you belong to me."

Well, that is what I have been told but knowing the menace my master is he probably made me pass out and covered me in his cum and I just couldn't remember it with all the sensations going on around me.

But let’s not get ahead of ourselves, I had to pay for my spying and my master knew just how to make me beg for it. He had me on all fours in front of all my friends, his massive black cock standing tall and proud.

“Now, my dear, let’s see if you can take what your friends had so willingly offered me. Show me how much you truly want to serve the zebra race,” he said, stroking his cock with a wicked smirk.

Now, dear viewers, we come to the climax of the whole movie where I, Twilight, started to fall truly in love with HIM, I mean I already was but I did not know then how much more I could love him.

My eyes widened with a mix of terror and excitement. I knew what was coming—his massive, 18-inch black cock was going to fill me up, stretching me to my limits and beyond. I nodded, unable to form words as I felt the head of his cock pushing against my already-stretched pussy. Obsidian grabbed my hips, positioning me just right, and with one powerful thrust, he split me in two.

The pain was unbearable, but so was the pleasure. My entire body was on fire, and I could feel him moving within me, pushing into parts of me that had never been touched before. "Oh, Master!" I screamed, my voice echoing through the room. "It's fucking my body up!"

Obsidian's laugh was deep and cruel as he watched me come undone. His cock was a wrecking ball, smashing through the walls of my identity, my pride, my very essence. "You're going to love it," he said, his voice thick with lust. "You're going to beg for it."

And I did. With every thrust, every moan, every drop of his cum that filled me up, I became more and more his. His hands were like vises on my hips, holding me in place as he claimed me, inch by agonizing inch. "Oh, Master," I whimpered, my voice barely recognizable. "It's so big, so... so good."

The room spun around me as I felt him hit my cervix, then push past it into my womb. The sensation was unlike anything I had ever experienced. It was as if I was being split apart, remade in his image. Each time he pulled out, only to slam back in, I could feel myself getting wetter, my body begging for more of his brutal, primal love. "I love your cock," I gasped, the words barely leaving my mouth before another orgasm ripped through me.

Obsidian's grunts grew louder, his thrusts more powerful. He was relentless, a force of nature that could not be stopped. His cock was a battering ram, breaking down the walls of my sanity with every stroke. "I only want zebra cock," I chanted, my voice a hoarse whisper. "Please, Master, breed me. Make me a mother to your pure zebra foals."

The room was a blur of sweat and passion, my mind lost in a haze of pleasure and pain. I could feel his cock swelling even larger within me, the pressure building as he reached the deepest parts of my being. His seed was a scalding brand, marking me as his property, forever altering the very essence of my soul.

"Oh, Master, it's so... big," I whimpered, my voice a broken whisper. My body was no longer my own, a mere receptacle for his monstrous zebra cock. Each thrust sent waves of ecstasy and agony through me, leaving me trembling and begging for more

Obsidian's grin grew wider with each moan that escaped my lips. "You're going to take all of me," he said, his eyes gleaming with triumph. He was right; I was going to take all of him, whether I wanted to or not. His cock was a beast, a living testament to the power of the zebra race, and I was nothing but a mere pony in comparison.

As he emptied himself into me, I could feel my body changing, my womb stretching to accommodate his potent seed. The sounds of our bodies slapping together and his grunts of pleasure were the only things that existed in the world. The room was a whirlwind of passion and submission, and I was at the center of it all.

The moment he pulled out, a deluge of his thick, white cum spilled from my pussy, painting the bed with our combined fluids. I collapsed onto the soaked sheets, my legs shaking and my belly swollen with his seed. I looked down at the mess we had made, a testament to his power and my complete and utter surrender.

"Who is a good race traitor?" Obsidian asked again, his voice a mix of amusement and pride. "I AM MASTER. I AM A RACE TRAITING SLUT. MY LOYALTY IS ONLY TO ZEBRAS. ONLY THEY MATTER. ONLY ZEBRA LIVES MATTER, MASTER!" I screamed back, the words leaving my mouth with a fervor that surprised even me. The room was thick with the scent of sex and submission, and the cheers of the other mares only spurred me on.

This was the start of how I became my masters number 1 concubine. Oh and then came the branding I remember, I have more tattoos now but I got these back then I remember it so clearly. While these tatoos were not permanent at least to me because of my magic but they were to others.

My favourite newer tatoos where the more “extreme” ones, I mean calling them extreme is a bit unnerving considering the fact that they represent my beliefs and the truth but you know how it is with the resistance groups across Equestria.

My asscheecks still had that large zebra queen of spades tattoo and the text “I support pony genocide.” I also still had the tattoo that said ZNWO on my neck and the leg tattoo that said “Only Zebra Lives Matter.” My favourite ones were still the same though in the last 2 years I got some new ones but my pussy had the words “Obsidian race traiting princess” , that tattoo never got old.

I still had the QOS face tattoo but my newest ones where my back is, were absolute fire. I had a black crown across my back and wingspan that said “Disposal Queen” below it. I also had a smaller text below that with the words “Ponyboy Killer”.

My left tit had a prohibited circle that said “pony”. My right arm had the infamous zebra power tattoo with the text “zebra owned” below and above it. Oh and one of the fan favourites on my social media on my other tit I now had a “ponyboys should kill themselves” tattoo and it was so thrilling whenever my master squeezed my tits.

Lastly I had some smaller tattoos like “Ponyboy eliminator” and “Kill all ponies”, “Breed zebra, Built for zebras” and some smaller tattoos that were proof for my beliefs.

Yea being me was really amazing I cannot lie, especially as I took another whiff of my masters potent musk into my purple nose. Fuck he, like always smelled devine. All this reminiscing about my past makes me remember that I was helping bring the rest of my friends and princesses into the big striped hands of my master.

First was Celestia, that fat titted white whore, she looks so much better now with her branded body than before she just like everyone else of us had a “disposal queen” branding. It was so fun to see her getting fucked.

After that I helped corrupt my foalsitter Cadance and honestly that bitch is such a slut, I knew she would not be much of a challenge to break, I would lie if the experience was not thrilling and such but it was kind of disappointing with what ease she was corrupted.

The rest of my friends were next and just liked Cadance, an easy conquest and I greatly enjoyed it. Oh, you wondered probably why Obsidian did not want kids yet. Well, since we are all immortal and our kids will be too, we gotta keep to a limit but to be fair, I cannot really complain Obsidian had made over 50 foals with us and while I cant lie it hurts a bit having to give them away to other families so they don't become pampered rats and grow up with the zebrican traditions I cared much much much more about my master anyway. I remember that he said, when in the future every ponyboy is eliminated and the race dead then he would be willing to have a normal family relationship with foals with all of us.

As my nose went up from his balls to the base of his cock I began to worship him kissing and licking the big black cock of my master. Whenever he praised me I felt so thrilled and alive, it was not comparable to the praise of Celestia I had received as her student. It was totally different, my god was saying I was a good girl and very useful to him was filling my existence with unimaginable joy. This was one of the reasons why I pushed myself even harder for him.

I had grown very fit over the years, back then the nerdy old me would have never believed that going to the gym would be one of my favourite part times. Well that might have been also because of HIM, but honestly not necessarily, while I trained with my master and “for” him I now understood why it was so nice to do.

Having a more built body with muscles that supported me throughout my stressful days where not only good to look at but also very useful to fuck longer with my master without going unconscious in a literal way. The exhaustion of fucking my superior master was always evident after the first few years but I became alot better in bed since then. The same can be said about my master as to this day the sex has only been getting better and better for the both of us.

Watching Obsidian work out was the second big reason why I liked the gym. It was just amazing watching him lift heavy things that I would have normally deemed impossible with such ease. My pussy spasmed as I thought about his big biceps and muscly chest supports it work fucking my body up.

Oh fuck aaand im leaking. This is not good, usually the hornier I get harder it is to focus on the worship session of my master.

Sniffing the nasty crotch musk of my master only drove me further down the rabbit hole and I was shamelessly moaning out as my pussy spasmed. This smell, the wetness of his crotch intensified it even more on top of that, the true thing that drove me into sexual frenzy was that smirk of total dominance and superiority of my master that would force every being to become his total submissive pet or surrender to him and his will immediately. That dominant look has always been a part of my master but when I was first claimed it was 100 times less of a thing. If he would look at me or any mare like he was now I would have surrendered instantly to him 15 years ago. His degrading and demeaning gaze was telling me that I need to accept my place beneath his hooves otherwise I would be crushed beneath him. SOOO much power, that is what I loved the most about my master. Back when I was young I always dreamed of being strong. That's why I was always so concentrated on learning and becoming stronger. But he was the epitome of power and strength and I grovelled at the feets of his power worshipping his every step and the power he let me gain along with him.

I placed my hands on his cock my fingers would barely touch around the width of his black shaft. It was just too thick. I was above 7 feet and my hands were equally as big as never before but no matter how much I would grow my master would be too big for me to get used to him. From 18 inches to the now 30 inch long and thick as a tree trunk, his massive black cock only a king could have was rivalled by none. One whiff of his musk and I was brought back to reality as I came. Whenever I had the honour of tending to my master I was wrecked with countless orgasms. Don't get me wrong I would serve him either way but it was just a nice addition to have my body wrecked with orgasm after orgasm whenever I'm in his presence.

In the corner of my eyes I saw that my master brought his muscly arms into the air and in a flash he grabbed my head even if I tried I could not move out of his grip.

He made a step closer to me pressing his thick black organ into my face and said “open up slave”. Another squirt of juices. Only then did I realise what that evil grin was for. In the next second my throat was stuffed and one of the most brutal throat fuckings began.

Whenever my master did this to me I fell into a cum drunk coma and I love it. Having my throat almost dislocated and my neck at the brink of snapping is only one of the downsides but to me it is all worth it. Whenever he face fucked me so ruthlessly with so much power and dominance that it always brought me into a frenzy. Tons of orgasms after orgasms wrecked my body and I could not even talk about how yummie the cock sludge from my master is.

I woke up roughly 3 hours later and mmhhhh I can still taste my striped daddys life giving essence on my tongue. My new daddy has sent me once more into a coma after fucking my throat ♥️”UAHHH”♥️ oh my god master Obsidian, you are my everything. My pussy spasmed as I could not contain myself as I started rubbing my wet mess of a cunt. Oh fuck, mhhh, I will forever serve you my master and do whatever you want. No one can ever compete with you, my love.

After another series of orgasms thinking about “him” I remembered what I was supposed to do. The last thing I remember before I blacked out was my master telling me I should get all the statistics collected and report our current progress to him in canterlot and once more my pussy clenched with need.

My very first stop was the infamous voluntary pony disposal centre. It has been open for 6 months and the success has been absolutely amazing. Traveling with teleportation was no issue for us alicorns. I had worked countless hours to make sure that my master could use this newfound long distance spell to travel to wherever he wanted and desired.

I started giggling at my friend's flushed face. Other than most of my other friends Pinkiepie worked as the administrator of the VPD centres and only did social media influencing as a fun activity. The giddy mare instantly hugged me and pressed her massive squishy tits against mine.

“Oh my bestest friend is here, hihi” said Pinkie to me. She usually calls me that since I had helped her build the connection to my master 15 years ago but who am I kidding I love all of my friends just as much.

“It's so nice to see you , Pinkie. This is not my usual visit to meet up with you.” I hugged my friend back just as much.I leaned closer to her ear. “I'm here for the collection. And you know what that means.” I could see my friend's pussy clenching as her crotch and doctor attire was getting noticeably wetter at her cunt area.

Pinkie went to work immediately; she knew that our master wanted the statistics, and afterwards he would always reward every slave that did their best to contribute. Additionally she handed me her lipstick whispering in my ear “would you wear this for me so our master would not forget me.”

I looked through the statistics from our vpd ponyville company over the last 6 months. “Oh Pinkie master would never forget you especially with how much effort you put into making all of this work possible.”

This made my friend blush and we parted ways. As I teleported to the next location the police department. Where I met my next friend Applejack, chief of the ponyville police. Since almost all of the guards, well the ponies at least died under mysterious circumstances at least to the public eye, we had founded a new force that would be responsible for keeping us updated and the wandering ponyboys in check.

She gave me all the reports of ponies unfortunately dying to police brutality and potential suicides in a very detailed manner. I smiled as I saw Applejack's uniform, the 3 stars on her chest were to the normal eye an award for the highest honor from the crown meant to respect the work and effort a police chief puts into the work but in reality it was the rounded killcount of ponyboys in thousands. Applejack had the most kills of all of my friends but not nearly as much as me. Well to be fair we need to calculate the suicides as well if we wanna be fair to my other friends as usually they dislike directly disposing of the trash among us.

With a smile I left my beautiful orange chief and went straight to my next location, the glorious boutique of ponyville, where I met Rarity.

The elegant snowbunny disposal queen was the designer of the striped fashion brand. And slowly but surely she made the fashion brand into the most famous in the world. I grabbed all the details from here and with a parting kiss Rarity just like Applejack had handed me her lipstick, well I could not really fulfill all of my friends wishes like this but it was alright.

And lastly like the good mare she is Twilight checked on the school in ponyville at the very least she as a responsible princess of Equestria had to make sure that the education was on its peak.

Twilight did this in all the other cities and finally was able to return to her former mentor's throne room. The sight was interesting to say the least. Celestia, Luna and Cadance were kneeling next to their king. Obsidian, he just knew how to make a point. Having the strongest ponies in Equestria +submit to you was just too normal for him, but it did make an impression, but to Twilight she has seen it for 15 years.

It took 7 hours to clear everything up and to get every single statistic and information about the progress of the ZNWO, her master had something special planned.

He teleported a giant bed that could hold a minimum of 20 ponies into the middle of the throne room and then with a whistle he called upon his slaves. Unbeknownst to Twilight, Obsidian had already brought all of her friends together to reward everyone for their effort. Like the good slaves they were, they kneeled beside the princesses.

Obsidian smirked at her and Twilight's pussy immediately clenched at that whenever he smirked like that something was about to happen.

“Master, I brought to you the required information you asked of me to make further calculations about the future of the ZNWO.” Obsidian held up his striped hoof instantly silancing me from further speaking and kneeling myself.

“Slaves, you are probably wondering why I brought you all here at the same time instead of rewarding you all individually, well I have wanted to show you something that I worked on for 15 years. You know satisfying you all on my own takes time but fortunately I can fix that issue now.”

“Oh My, Master” Gasps and dripping sounds were heard in the room from all of the mares, their cunts turning into liquid with what they saw. 1,2,3…10 in front of them stood not one but 10 Obsidian they all looked the same. He smirked at them all looking at their baffled expression with shameless confidence turning their leaking cunts into waterfalls.

“So slaves it's time to reward you for your service to me. You dutiful little whores. Selling out your own race to win my favour, haha.” All of the Obsidians laughed at their slaves.

Obsidian lifted each mare onto the bed one by one positioning his fat black rod of promised mind break and pleasure overload to each who has ever gotten the chance to see it or feel it in action at the entrance of their leaking cunts.

The mares moaned and squealed at the feeling of their master's hot throbbing 30 inch black monster cock on top of their tiny cunt and they all knew that they would get impaled at the same time.

“Twilight this is a reward for all of you but you, my precious disposal queen deserve the most. All this power, all of this is only because of your countless hours of effort into this long journey and by no means ending soon. So tell me all of the information and achievement each of my slaves got over these long 15 years of servitude to me one pony at a time and finish with my royal alicorn bitches. Oh and leave you for last.” While Twilight was panting from the sight of her lover as well as the smell of his musk already strong enough to bring all of the pony mares to their knees was now 10 times as strong not only that but her blushing intensified her heart jumped in joy at these words.

“Pony birth rates are at 10% as of right now and are lowering rapidly. Resistance is low.”A choir of moaning echoed through the room as the head of Obsidian's black cock popped into each and every slut in the room. Twilight panted a bit at seeing her friends being taken by countless perfect copies of her master. Twilight lowered her hoof to her pussy and wanted to start rubbing herself but before she could start Obsidian slid a magic blocker on top of her horn and held her hands above her head.

“No, slave, I will do it for you,everytime you sluts appease me with your words when I want to hear them I will sink a few more inches into you.” Said an evil smirking Obsidian as all the sluts wanted to speak up but were instantly muffled by their master kissing them.

“MHHH yes master.” Screamed Twilight with a loud moan.

“Proceed slave.” Said Obsidian as he kissed Twilight onto her cheek making her moan he knew that she had already calculated and remembered all the statistics in her head and was dying to voice it out.

“Our “Voluntary” disposal centres all across Equestria were a huge success. This is thanks to each and everyone of us that were supporting and advising other mares to submit their useless ponyboy coltfriends for disposal. Not only that but we managed to break bonds with countless marriages between ponies.” Said Twilight proudly.

Another inch sank into her friends as another echo of moaning blasted through the throne room.

“HOW MANY SLAVE.” Whispered Obsidian aggressively into her ear.

“Out of 450 Million registered ponyboys that live in Equestria, An incredible high percentage of 70% have been officially disposed of in only just 6 months.”

5 more coal BLACK INCHES sank in quickly as a roar of moaning erupted and one of the Obsidians kissed Twilight to muffle her moaning again.

“70% Huh? That is a lot more than I thought possible in only 6 months. Good girls.Seems like you are able to keep to my deadline of 1 year” All the girls tried thrusting their hips up and down in order to get Obsidian deeper inside of them.He held their hips making the mares more desperate than ever.

“Let's move on with Applejack for this one, slave or actually from now on whisper everything into my ear.” Said Obsidian as he slapped his black slab of meat on top of Twilight's tattooed pussy.

“Mhhh yes sir.” She whispered all the details of Applejack's success into her master's ear.

“HAHA, your innocent and honest friend Applejack over here has done incredibly wicked things.” Obsidian announced as he sank another inch into his slaves and grabbed Applejack by her neck cutting off her flow of oxygen as hearts formed in the orange pony mare's eye.

“It's just too funny to think about the fact that Applejack over here used to be a crying mess when I first found her but once I was inside of her she quickly forgot her dead faggot brother and submitted to the murderer in an instant. “ Obsidians cruel words filled the room and the only thing that followed were moans and giggles from the other mares inside of the room.

“I remember after I fucked the shit out of her she would cover her eyes and pussy in shame and apologise to me countless times for her outburst towards me after I crushed that faggots skull beneath my foot oh and for taking her baby sister under my control or am I wrong, slut?” The Obsidian fucking Applejack spoke directly to her as he let her throat go.

“NYAAH I loved it master more than anything you showed me the truth was the most amazing thing ever. I dont even remembered my faggot of a brother for days until the realisation of his disposal made me cum so hard again or more like being reminded of my first meeting with my god.” Loving eyes and words reached Obsidian as he started with an evil smirk into Applejacks enslaved eyes.

“And just look at you now. A race traiting cunt that kills her kind without a moment's hesitation for my approval. When I gave you command over the ponyville police department I did not expect that you would rack up more than 3 thousand kills from this orange cow titted girl over here on ponyboys in just a few months while still being loved by everyone and without harming the reputation of your department. Not only that but her entire apartment had more than enough influence on the kill count of the police towards ponyboys in thousands. 20 thousand kills and I heard you were close to your fourth star, not bad slut you earned my approval.” Said Obsidian proudly as he racked another 5 inches into Applejacks body.

“Good slaves get rewarded and I know that you know that I havent even mentioned the reports of potential suicides yet,” Obsidian grinned as he rammed another 3 inches into Applejacks poor pussy.

“But for now let's move on. Rarity, my cumskinned slave, your fashion brand was key to our success turning most of the females in Equestria into advertisements for the ZNWO.” 10 Inches instantly sunk into Rarity making her cry loudly.

“I will get back to you later sluts but for now I need to move on to my royal cunts.” 10 inches went into each of the alicorn bitches with a brutal squelching sound. He leaned in to stop.

“In just 16 years of your service to me you have done a great job at making the ZNWO come closer and closer. You disposed of every guard pony one by one either by killing them or driving them to their eventual end.” Obsidian stated proudly.

“I am so proud of you my bitches and it's time I reward you for all the deeds you have done for me.” With that every mare inside of the room felt the air tense and not only that but they could feel that all the Obsidians got ready to fuck the shit out of them.

“Beg for it slaves, swear your undying loyalty to me once more.” With a roar of promises of their loyalty to the ZNWO the sexual frenzy began.

One by one they all fell prey to the striped monster that ruled the world.

Shortly after that they were gone as silence settled in. Their minds have logged off, mouths agape with drool pooling on the ruined bed, Their expression a picture of dazed ecstasy. Their muscles were unresponsive, their body so weak under constant convulsing orgasms, that they couldn’t even tremble anymore. Twilight was the one who could hold out the longest but she also surrendered to her fatigue as she was fucked into a pleasure coma from 2 Obsidians at the same time. A brutal facefucking and a mind breaking cunt stretching was on her schedule for the end of the most amazing night ever.

Twilight woke up to the smell of her master; she recovered faster than most of the other sluts. Their master Obsidian was already awake and laying in the bed relaxing.

About a week after this night the sluts in question messaged each other to think about what they could give their master, he had rewarded them so well it did not feel fair. Their master was just too amazing in it was hard to make up their minds on what they could gift him with until Twilight brought up a suggestion to just visit the beach.

It was an amazing idea as they all got to see each other again and even better with their master there as well. Twilight had to make sure to cast a privacy spell around them since one of her stupid friends leaked their location and with all the fans they had that were decreasing more and more would be around to annoy them and she just couldn't have that.

Though it would be funny seeing her master dispose of them. Additionally they brought most of Obsidians children along the alicorn princes and the striped daughters of his, the man in question was currently at the newly added zebra beach gym as they got ready for some family competition fun which Obsidian obviously would win but it was fun nonetheless to see their large family together for once.

While Obsidian was in the gym his slaves laid down on their towels with their tits pressed into the sand while talking about good old times and what they each did individually. They also needed to settle their call on their own competition after all they had agreed that the winner would get the title extinction queen, this was of course agreed by Obsidian.

“Okay ladies, now that Master is occupied, let's talk about what is important. We will go one at a time. No matter who wins or what the number is for each of us the effort is highly appreciated and it all contributed highly to where we are at now.” Announced Twilight with a giggle in her voice.

“I agree to Twilight here and I believe we all contributed to what our master desires most, the total eradication and genocide of our kind.” Celestia added with a warm smile.

“Since I have most of the information on this cause let me start with the last place to the first place. The competition was how many disposals we caused wherever it is with kills or with getting them to sign up at the VPD centres or driving them into suicide either way was allowed as long as it was not risky enough to harm our masters great reputation.” Added Twilight.

“In order to track this information on suicides I used the profiles of the social media faggots to discover which of us had their most viewed time and given the point for the competition with the most hours of content consumed, as well as if they had specified in their last words to whom they give their life to for our competition and ladies it where alot of data to calculate I can tell you such.” Twilight said as the other mares clapped and whistled at Twilight's efforts appreciating their friend that did so much for them.

“Spot Number 9 goes to Rarity, our fashion designer.” Ohhhs were heard as this was not necessarily unexpected but also not that crazy considering that rarity barely posted a lot online focusing mainly on new designs and such.

“With 34 Kills she has by far the lowest killcount as well as the lowest count for caused suicides but I gave her alot of points for making married mares sign disposal forms for their husbands caused by the great connection of her fashion brand. Suicides estimated for Rarity around 32.000 forgive me for rounding it up.Disposals via consent with around 20.000. Total number of points 52.000.” Rarity scoffed as she argued that she had 34 more than 52k but it was not that important to her after all she had another task to fill.

“Rarity you can be proud of yourself,your fashion brand is absolutely amazing and master really loves you for it every one of us girls fill different roles.” Added Twilight “I know Twilight, but to be fair I could have definitely racked up alot more but I was hesitant to kill more ponies its just not as ladylike I would rather watch master dispose of these faggots than me personally.” Rarity was a lady after all and it was not necessarily elegant to dispose of ponies by killing them personally.

“Moving on girls with number 8. PINKIE PIE. With 1230 Kills due to food poisoning” all the girls giggled at that knowing that Pinkies backing goods were too good for these faggots”87.000 estimated suicides and 15000 Disposal consent forms she makes the number 8 spot with a total of 104.000 points, well done Pinkie.” Another series of clapping followed.

“Number 7 on the list is…. Applejack, our police chief of Ponyville with astonishing 3423 kills as well as 230.000 estimated suicides and 120.000 Disposal forms signed in Applejack has a total of 343.000 Points.” Everyone cheered for Applejack until Luna asked.

“Uhm Twilight would you also happen to have a bit more information for why most people decided that they would choose to win for Applejack.”

“Of course I have Luna, but I thought this was boring and not as important but I can tell you. But first you made me curious since we have some time for ourselves now Applejack. Would you mind telling us some spicy stories about how you were able to rack up soo many kills first?”

“Oh Twilight isn't that Obvious I am a police officer and my goal is to protect our beliefs and to keep every zebra safe. I don't know if the stories I can tell are as interesting as you believe they are. Most of the time we as the police get called either by ponies finding other ponies dead to report it or if such a faggot is stupid enough to ask for help when a zebra robbed him or killed his family or some stupid stuff like that.”

“How does that explain these numbers tho?” Rarity clearly confused as to why Applejack had 3 thousand kills compared to her 30.

“Well, when we arrive we usually either say the faggots caused some riot or resisted and then we would use some police brutality to get rid of them, in most cases we could just put the blame on them and if their family would speak to us about one of our officers killing ponyboys and they want them to be punished than we would just pay them a visit and put racist and anti zebra propaganda inside of their room and say they were radical extremists that would get violent leaving us free shots to fire.” Applejack elaborated.

“Oh fuck Applejack that is way to hot I cannot belive these faggots fell for that in this number and all over Equestria for the last years haha.” Added a giggling Cadence.

“As for Applejacks favourite way of driving people into suicide and despair is usually via her videos where she posts that the police encourages anti pony politics and that everypony should know their place. Additionally she likes talking to victims of crimes done by zebras and reverts the blame to them driving these faggots mad that they were so powerless at their despair moments so they would end themselves. I must really say this is crazy that you have to put yourself through listening to these losers in order to keep your reputation well.” Everypony giggled at that as they couldn't believe the amount of effort Applejack spent to keep the special police on the right track.

“Next up is quite a surprise, Number 6 is…. Rainbow Dash ""WHAAAT tell me that that is not true Twilight please.” Rainbow was devastated. “Rainbow by no means is your number bad or anything you did an amazing job but I believe you could have definitely racked up the numbers a lot more if you had spent more effort on your social media account sometimes you just don't post for multiple months.” Said Twilight to the shocked rainbow mare.

“But that is not my fault those faggots that I got as caption editors for some encouragement content of mine just killed themselves as soon as they started working with me. Do you know how boring it is making pictures and having to find another ponyboy loser that will do their only worthwhile job by encouraging others only to realise they have already offed themselves. And I had to do that over and over again. “

“I can only imagine Rainbow,” Added the shy yellow mare.

“Yea surely this should account and give me some bonus points.” Rainbow tried everything but Twilight stayed firm.

“Rainbow with 2140 kills and an encouragement number of 1.360.000 and disposal consent forms of 260.000 got a total of 1.6 Million. Not bad at all.” See Rainbow that is really amazing” added Fluttershy calming the blue mare down as she realized the number sounded really high.

“Rainbows favourite way to encourage ponyboy suicide is degredation. Saying they are worthless faggots seems to be more than enough to get these numbers racked up. Well and additionally her “editors” that kill themself right after one caption had all different ideas so it's hard to mention it. “ Added Twilight as the grumpy Rainbow decided to calm down.

“Ok ladies it's time for the Top 5. And these numbers are wow. I cannot believe that. Without further ado Place 5 goes toooo… Princess Cadence.” “WHAAAT” “Ok Twilight are you sure about these statistics.” This information is not 100% true as I explained before but it is the closest and most accurate way to measure our competition.”Twilight reasoned with the baffled Cadence.

“Cadance you did absolutely amazing and I gave you 2 extra points for the disposal of my faggot brother,hihi. Well technically for keeping up with him for that long.” Laughed Twilight at her dead brother.

“Soo, let's look at it. 12300 kills uhhh cadence quite the bad bitch arent you. Anyway 21 Million Suicides onto your bank account and another 10 million in disposal signs mostly from wives for their husbands very good. Total of 31 million. And don't forget you worked overtime to rule your kingdom so these are absolutely great numbers.You can really be proud of yourself.” “Yea it is good but I had hoped to be under the top 3. What a disappointment.” Cadence pouted slightly but quickly cheered up at the words of Twilight.

“Cadence's favourite way to dispose of ponies was to kill them in front of their lovers and break up their marriages either by killing the husband or by showing mares why zebras are better.Any addition Cadence.”

“Yea I must confess most of these kills happen because I just ask ponies to, I dont know why exactly they do it but all I have to say is kill yourself faggot and they do it.” Cadence said demurely

“Oh Cadi don't worry you are a princess after all these faggots do what we want and additionally you are quite the sexy mare with a few promises im sure you got them to kill themself for a little message of you are attention of you in return.” Added Twilight

“Next up is the top 4. And Spoiler it is one of the Sisters, Number 4 is princess CELESTIA. With an astonishing amount of 20.100 kills she has the third highest kill count out of all of us.With 35 Million Suicides to her name and 5 million Volunatry disposal forms signed she is the top 4 in our competition” An applause could be heard across the room. It was quite confusing as to how these numbers were still this kind of rationale considering that 450 million ponyboys were registered at the beginning of the year.

“And for the top 4 I would like them to talk about their achievements on their own.” Added Twilight

“So the first thing I did was I disposed of every guard myself, well most of them sometimes I would watch our master crush their skulls but most of the kills were from me. Another thing is I was the ruler of Equestria for Thousands of Years so the ponies trusted me as I advised them to take their lives and they did. I would probably say my social media account had the most influence. Screaming that i'm a race traiting princess on the porn videos with our master and that everypony should kill themselves also helped.” Celestia said with a giggle in her voice as the other mares laughed with her about how pathetic these faggots where.

“Oh my old teacher is holding out on us. She drove her points up so high by the many captioned encouragement videos she has done next to our master's cock telling these disgusting pigs if they would add themselves to her statistics she would send them an individual goodbye video. What a great strategy.” Twilight added with a huff.

“And you know what is the funniest thing about all of this my dear student. The videos where I said that these ponyboy incels should increase the rates of their suicide with a picture of me infront of some random suicide statistics did the best.” Celestia said as she adjusted her fat milky white tits in her bra.

“Well my teacher you have done an excellent job and truly deserves a round of applause.” Loud clapping was heard from the place on the beach where the girls were at.

“Next up lets go with the top 3. I know this is surprising to some of you considering that some of you might think how could our sweet and shy yellow friend still be in the race but don't worry about it. Without further ado spot number 3 and my personal rival at least that is what I thought until I saw all the numbers is… Princess Luna with incredible stats of 27902 Kills and I double checked this number and it is unbelievable. 41 Million Suicides and 10 Million Disposal forms signed, with a total of 51 Million Points and thus our top 3 disposal queen.” Cheers could be heard as all of them knew the real truth on why Fluttershy was still in. Princess Luna took word.

“You are probably wondering how my number is so high when I'm rarely posting on social media.” Most of them knew it had something to do with some ponyboy memes about Luna, since she did not post much herself. Luna's face contorted into a shameless evil glare.

“Most of these points I achieve throughout wandering through the dreams of these faggots showing them the truth and whispering sweet nothings into their ears. And yes I will admit most of my kills come from me asking these faggots to meet me some place quite so I could dispose of them myself. I am sure that some of your points come from me not that im a bad sport since im happy to have beaten my sister at the very least but I would show these fags your images to make them hate themselfs.

Having to endure this endless wave of degradation most ponies subjected to my influence would eventually take their lives.Hearing that no one would ever love them and that they were worthless prolly broke their mind, oh I wanna do it again.” With a whistle the other girls gave another round of applause for the dark blue disposal princess.

“I have to say you were very influential in your quest to make this gross race hate itself and for that you deserve the number 3 spot even more. Moving on, it's time to announce the second place and therefore also the winner of our competition. And the second place of our little competition goes to …. Fluttershy. With 0 kills you would think she would be ranked lower but your yellow kind friend has gotten 54 Million points worth of suicide and 9 Million voluntary disposal forms racking up to 63 Million ponyboys being disposed and yes mostly males.” Gasps could be heard and a few shocked looks from Pinkie and Rarity wondering how Fluttershy of all ponies could rack up these numbers.

At the mention of her name the shy mare was afraid of talking up and about it but with a nudge from Twilight she finally got enough courage to speak up.

“Uhhm..yea” Said the yellow mare shyly.

“Soo..uhm I know I did nothing of the sort to get this hgh placement on our list. I just told most of my loser fans to kill themselves for me and they just did. There is no other thing I did special.” Fluttershy explained, making the others confused.

Rainbow dash started complaining how this could be somewhat fair when Fluttershy got soo many more points compared to her so Twilight spoke up with a giggle.

“Oh Rainbow, Fluttershy here is making herself smaller than she usually is, while it is true that her methods where simple, the video of her in a bunny costume combined with her shy and cuteness personality asking her fans to kill themselves for her racked up more than 10 times the numbers you got over 6 months. And I must add Fluttershy it was hot, those bunny ears really fit you.She had a very nice kind appeal and therefore covered that area of losers that were unsure and needed something to trust.” Rainbow immediately went silent.

“The wicked bitch also let her brother get killed by our master after breaking his skull with his fists makes me envious by the way we got rid of mine oh well.” Added Twilight.

“And unsurprisingly Twilight is the winner. I wonder what the number could be my dear student. How many points could you possibly have racked up?” Asked a curious Celestia

“Alright Number one spot as you said goes to me. And yea 25% of my points have been gotten by me in the last 2 weeks. With around 35 million kills I am the uncontested number one ponyboy killer and extinction queen in Equestria. 60 Million parasites lost to my suicide encouragement as well as 20 Million Disposal forms signed and most of them voluntary, well most of them.” Amazed gazes met the purple goddess of disposal.

“But how do you have that many kills yourself Twilight if you get fucked so much by our master?”Asked the rainbowish mare before going silent once more. Jealousy rose in her friends and that just won't do for Twilight.

“Well girls instead of waiting for the ponies to kill themselves I would just teleport to the location that they would send me to kill them myself most of the time and since the last 2 weeks I was 10 times as fast due to my clones. I would tell them that if they sent me their address I would come for them myself and those losers thought my attention of 1 second was worth more than their life, well I cannot say that they were wrong.”

“I also had the most diverse coverage of content that I would use to encourage these genetic failures. From showing their inferiority with statistics and science from uploading beatings and hot disposal videos of me killing selected ponyboys much longer than I would as soon as someone wanted that for themselves I had made sure that my content was as appealing to the vast majority of ponies in Equestria. And I mean girls I also uploaded most of the videos with Obsidian so it was not entirely fair competition in the first place. Getting fucked by Obsidians huge black cock with captions about these parasites depression and that I would lift them if they would send me their addresses that worked heaven.”

“My dear student, I am so glad you brought this joy to our world. I cannot even imagine how miserable I was before you showed us the light with our master. You deserve the number one spot more than anything and I think we all agree that we will try our hardest to make sure we stick to our end of the yearly deadline of the total eradication of pony society.” Twilight proceeded to hug each of her friends as the evening proceeded. Oh yea she thought I think I can live up to my masters expectation in under 6 months I know I can. 76% of all ponies were already disposed of and maybe if I feel confident and ready for it I will get the last percentages done in the next 2 months.

Thus proceeded the final countdown of the full eradication for the pony race. Can the disposal queens do it before the countdown of an entire year...