Lost Expedition

“I can’t believe the princess asked us to go on… this,” Kara struggled to say as she braced herself against the constant deluge of snow battering her and Fenris. “It better be worth it.”

“I heard she hates not doing things herself… so this means something if she is willing to break her habit,” Fenris mumbled through his scarf, his face shielded from the horrible storm by the soft velvet. “I’m sure the pay will be good.”

He sighed, “This place brings back bad memories…”

“This place is going to bring me bad memories if this storm… keeps going on,” Kara added, “I don’t even know what we have to scout… I can’t see anything besides SNOW.”

“Welcome to the Crystal Empire. It’s just a snowstorm wasteland… bar the incredibly rare normal snowy day,” Fenris’ own remark did not help bolster both of their morale, but both he and Kara were always bursting with confidence, and besides, his next point did help keep them looking. “I mean, we’re supposed to find a giant crystal city… we’re bound to see it at some point.”

They continued their trek through the copious amount of snow. All things considered, the land of crystal and extremely bountiful snow wasn’t as bad for them than for the average pony. After all, Kara had the strength and tenacity to endure the storm, and this wasn’t Fenris’ first trip, so they went deeper into the wasteland in search of their target.

A few hours had passed, though with the weather it was nigh impossible to figure out how much time had exactly passed, as it always looked dark, the storm not relenting in the slightest.

“We’re getting flat out drunk in Canterlot after this,” Kara groaned, her impatience having only worsened as they kept not finding their goal, thus forcing them to keep looking. “This is worse than the badlands. I mean, at least we got to-”

“I think we found it!” Fenris exclaimed as he spotted the shadow of a spire amidst the dark background with the help of his enhanced perception.

Kara squinted, her gaze following where Fenris’ hoof pointed to. “I still can’t see any-”

“Just follow me.”

She bit her lip and fumed silently as she did as told. She wanted to give him a snappy remark, especially after being interrupted twice, no doubt instigating one of the very common fights they had all the time which were always followed by heated sex, but right now, her will to get things done and leave bested even her short fuse towards Fenris.

After some time going in the right direction instead of wandering around the icy wasteland, they noticed the storm quickly abating, with Kara looking back and still seeing the deluge behind them, as if they had crossed some sort of barrier which held the horrible weather condition at bay. “Weird.”

“Weird indeed,” Fenris answered as he looked towards the city now unobstructed from sight, he thought Kara’s attention was towards the oddities he was staring at, not the storm wall, since what he found gave him both curiosity and a certain feeling of dread he could not place.

In the distance, he saw the ominous castle covered in blackened crystals, braziers spewing purplish-green flames on both the structure and the outskirts of the city. All the buildings instilled a subtle feeling of dread, as all of them were made of dim, dark and imposing crystals. Almost everywhere flags and banners could be seen, all of them sporting a red and green eye sigil surrounded with black crystals and what looked like a splotch of purple, like it was oozing out of the eye.

“I… don’t like this,” all the slightly terrifying features he had found had amassed together to give Fenris a bit of a pause, even making him wonder if approaching further was a wise idea despite his usual cocky self. Kara however, glanced at everything and was undeterred, as she only got ammo to strike Fenris with, a smug look on her face as she spoke.

“Oh?~”
“I didn’t think you were this scared of some spoooooky rocks and poorly made flags~”
“Does the little pup need me to go ahead for him?~”

Fenris’s temper immediately rose as he growled from Kara’s remarks, small hints of his timberwolf form appearing on him, before he launched a searing remark of his own right back at her. “Oh I apologize I’m not blind like you! We would have wasted more time in the storm if it wasn’t for me! And do you think I am actually scared?! Nothing can best me!”

“Except my ass~”
Kara countered, making her cheeks clap for but a moment to showcase their size and the utterly delightful wobble they provided, stunning Fenris for a tiny moment as he felt a surge of warmth which made his length stand to attention, yet he retained his composure and snapped back.

“I’m sorry your whorish moans while I ravage you send me over, you should do a better job of being in control~”

She scoffed, the fire of challenge lighting in her eyes as she struck back at him. “Then I guess you wouldn’t mind if I put your words to the test~”

Fenris could sense how pent up Kara had become from this heated exchange, especially as she still flaunted her ass which seemed to have become a tad bit wet, and her scent had grown more powerful. He hadn’t been immune to their fighting either, his cock now fully erect and his need to show Kara her place now highly prominent in his mind, and really wanted to tap that ass. Yet, possibly through his awareness of where they were or some divine intervention, he got back to his senses. “Do you really wanna do this here? This place is unappealing and we are so close to finishing this.”

Kara took a very, very deep breath, trying to regain her composure. Fenris had made a good point, this place didn’t make for a good fuck, with all the snow and ugly structures nearby.
“Fine! But when we get back we get drunk AND we fuck. No way am I backing down from this.”

“Hehe, bet~”

They turned their attention back towards their objective, both of them experiencing slight discomfort from the pent-up state they had propelled themselves to with their fight, but they would not be broken by meager lust. They began getting closer to the city, giving Fenris a better look as he noticed more details about the city, and a pony for the first time, spotting a manned watch tower.

“There! A guard tower looking thing!” He examined the guard in question, his eyes focusing on the outright brutalistic armour, and especially on the helmet and its eye socket, causing a small shiver to run down Fenris’ spine for but a tiny moment as that green felt incredibly off, but he shrugged it off as he addressed Kara. “Those guards do not look inviting, much like the entire city.”

“That’s probably why we got asked to do this, we can easily handle anything that comes our way~” Kara replied smugly, already excited to beat up whoever would dare attack them. “Guards, so easy. Do you think the princess will pay us extra if we beat them all?~”

“Ngh!”

“Fen, are you ok?” Kara’s cocky demeanor was changed to worry as she heard Fenris grunt, her attention now fully on him, noticing how he looked as if he was battling with himself, and his scarf had unfurled from him, hovering around him and glowing with greenish-purple energy. Yet, despite his sudden, immense struggle, he managed to utter a few words.

“Magic… Castle… Interfering… Ngh!” He tried more and more to keep his scarf from being hijacked by something, but it was a failing endeavor. It even felt as if he was being toyed with, gaining back a bit of control before a surge of power would shatter all his efforts, repeating over and over. Fenris’ awareness was getting rapidly drained as he could only hear muffled yelling coming from Kara, all his efforts being mustered on protecting the scarf and by extension himself, the artifact bound to him.

Then, despite his inability to hear anything, he did hear something very clearly, a word resonating in his mind not of his own volition, an unknown voice speaking it.

FOOL!

And then just like that, his efforts were completely sundered, as he let out a pained groan. Kara saw his groan being muffled as the scarf swiftly attached itself to his neck with great strength. He was being strangled by his own creation! But, before she could try to pull it away with force, the magical glow which encompassed his scarf shone with a bright sickness, leaving only his impression on the snow, as he disappeared.

“Fen? Fen?! Fennnn!” Kara looked around, completely stupefied and in shock, hoping this was some sort of trick from him despite the intense struggle he was under, but as the reality of the situation set in, she screamed for him. “Wh-What happened?!”

She tried to desperately find reason as to his sudden vanishment, stress and need to find him greatly fueling her drive, until her mind landed on what he had barely managed to utter.

“Magic, castle, interfering…”

“Castle,” She turned her gaze toward the grand structure, a fire lit in her eyes unlike any other, as she saw red. Turning her own artifact from a dagger to a mace, she started growing in size while the two marks on her right cheek turned blockier, her strength multiplied.

Nothing was going to stop her in her path to reunite with him.

Fenris had not noticed his new surroundings, still too busy fighting for his life against his own creation, yet as it seemingly unwrapped itself from him, he finally got to catch his breath and look around.

He didn’t have to look around much to know he was in the Crystal Empire’s throne room, having prior albeit minimal knowledge of this place, though much like outside, he didn’t remember everything looking and feeling so dark. He turned his gaze forward and found himself frozen by who was occupying the throne, it couldn’t be.

“Hmm, bold of you to use my magic for your gains,” the shadow king noted, as he had brought Fen’s scarf up to himself, examining it. “I think I’ll keep it.”

“Sombra.” Fenris remembered reading about the banished king’s tale and the despair that came from his rule, but seeing him like this was much more terrifying than in some dusty old book.

“You know of me, slave?” Sombra raised an eyebrow, looking completely nonchalant, though he did enjoy that his legacy was remembered. “Good, your Master won’t need to explain himself then.”

“I am not your slave, nor are you my master,” Fen seethed, adopting a readied stance as he had gotten out of his initial shock, his gaze completely focusing on the uncaring king for any sort of move, all while he tried recalling his scarf back to him. “And this is my scarf, give it back!”

The artifact was still stuck within Sombra’s magical grasp, not budging, yet Sombra himself did budge, growing a bit tired of this pegasus’ angry ramblings, as he got out of his throne. “You must truly be a fool to know who I am yet address me as such. You aren’t fleeing either.”

“Like you’d let me flee.” Fen knew he had to stand his ground, and while his scarf being out of his control did not help his confidence, he still had the work of his life to show and use against him, as he began to transform, calling upon his self-imposed curse. Thankfully for him, his artifact still allowed him to do so, as this was magic of his own creation and not completely blocked by Sombra, his scarf coming back briefly to aid him before Sombra retook control of it.

“You are right, I wouldn’t…” Sombra’s thoughts trailed off as he looked at his future slave with intrigue, noticing how bark began to form on his hooves, wings and ears, mostly on the former. He saw as Fenris grew bigger, stronger, and got claws, his eyes turning purple and feral-like. He almost looked menacing… almost. “Now I know why the fool isn’t running.”

Now in his timberwolf form, Fenris’ confidence surged. He was proud of his work and this would prove to be the ultimate test to see if his curse would let him defeat stronger foes, ones who truly endangered the realm.

Wanting to get the alpha strike on him, he used his body’s much improved running speed to dash towards Sombra, before lunging to slash him with his claw.

“Nngh!” It worked! Sombra had misjudged the sheer speed Fenris had gained, managing to land a strong hit on the Shadow King. Fortunately for Sombra, his armour blocked most of the damage, yet he still recoiled from the impact. “Insolent fool!” That being said, it had made him turn from being nonchalant to very angry, as he was not going to allow this again.

“Seems you’re too rusty from that banishment.” The success of his strike had further increased Fen’s confidence, and he even had enough to taunt his opponent as he circled around him, trying to goad an attack from him.

Sombra fell for his trap, as he shot a beam of sickly energy towards Fen, which he dodged before charging at him again. Surprised by the swift reply, Sombra was struck once more, and once again his armour took the brunt of the impact, but now the metal shielding him looked much worse for wear.

Twice now, twice had he been tricked by what Sombra viewed as nothing more than property. He was beyond furious and felt humiliated by allowing such events to unfold, all while his opponent radiated with confidence. He was supposed to bring despair, not hope, and he would.

“I wonder what the reward for bringing down a tyrant will be,” Fen said smugly, repeating his tactic against Sombra as he sought another attack to dodge and counter. “I was supposed to scout this place, but defeating you seems easier~”

Sombra growled before giving Fen exactly what he wanted, summoning and sending forth a crystalline projectile aimed directly for the cocky timber-pony. Fenris dodged the big crystal and used the momentum to once more strike Sombra.

But this time, Sombra had been prepared, as he side-stepped Fen’s claws and followed it by directing the scarf to trip him, sending Fenris tumbling from the magical strength of the artifact, before he ended up belly first on the cold crystal floor.

Fen got back up, but as he tried regaining his speed to circle his foe again, he was unable to make even one step, feeling something weighing upon his hooves. When he gazed down to see what had happened, he saw black crystal chunks had formed from the floor and surrounded the base of his hooves, even having embedded themselves in his bark to further lock him in place, as he then heard chuckling.

“Did you think you could defeat me?” Sombra replied, this time he was the smug one as he slowly made his way towards Fen, before using one hoof to lift his bound prey’s head to face him. “You were lucky, but luck is nothing compared to real power.” He focused on Fenris’ gaze, as he began to funnel magic into him. “Let me show you true power.”

Forced to stare into his eyes, Fenris saw the purple smoke coming out of them, the green hue of his whites blending with their red core, until he felt the mere sight of them piercing his very being. Sombra’s gaze imprinted itself in his mind, and the latter began fighting against the sudden intrusion with all its strength.

Fen began quivering, and while he had shut his eyes from the sheer amount of energy needing to be refocused to his mind. He could still see him in his head, and worse, thoughts began burning inside him.

You are weak, insignificant.
Deserving to be a slave.
To follow your better.
To worship your Master.
Somb-

“Nngh! N-No!” He began waving his head around abruptly, as if trying to shake away the new thoughts, his mind sapping more strength to fight this battle of willpower. Meanwhile, Sombra simply enjoyed the sight of this timber-pony crumbling from the inside, as it was always satisfying. But, he wanted further revenge for his slave’s defiant stand, to completely and utterly dominate and debase him, and besides, such an exotic being called to his more carnal desires faster, as he began circling him slowly, further taking in his form.

He would make a perfect pet and servant, and perhaps he could expand this custom curse to further aid him in his future conquest of Equestria, but this slave was already more than good for so many things, as Sombra then stopped behind Fen and eyed his tight ponut. His shaft was more than ready to plunge after the delightful sounds of struggle and examination of his foe, and he still had a point to drive home.

Despite his body looking taxed, Fenris was handling the brunt of the mental assault, using some of his knowledge of dark magic to properly shield his mind and create a stalemate against what is no doubt the strongest domination spell ever made. That is, until he felt something else pierce him.

“Ahn!”

Sombra had wasted little time plunging his cock inside the little bitch’s ponut, as he grunted from the sheer pressure his tight walls inflicted on his length, all while Fen’s unwanted pleasure muffled Sombra’s struggle with a very prominent moan which only inspired the Shadow King. Fen felt as his walls were utterly stretched, every nerve Sombra’s length touched driving immense bliss to course through him, forcefully splitting his attention from his mental defense as he now had a war on two fronts.

The Shadow King was impressed Fen was able to take his entire length, a feat not a lot of ponies were able to provide, but he did not stop to savour this moment. Instead, he reared back and plunged once more, as he began thrusting into the now whimpering bitch before him, striving for more.

Break for me! Break for your King!
“Break for me! Break for your King!”

Fenris heard him in double, his voice both ringing in his ears and mind at the same time, all while he moaned from each thrust assaulting him, each strike of the battering ram of pleasure that was Sombra’s cock, as both the distracting feeling and the pleasure given made his words gain ground and become… appealing? That didn’t make sense. “I w-won’t! Ahn!~”

His response was met with a growl and a heavy smack on his flank by Sombra, as he doubled down on both aspects, bringing more of his will and length into Fen with greater intensity, as even he started moaning through gritted teeth with each thrust.

Break!
Know your place!
You crave this!
You need this!
You are my slave!
Mine!

“I-I...”
“Ahn!!~”
“N-No…”

Fenris’ mind wavered immensely as his body quivered not just from resistance, but mostly from the sheer amount of pleasure he had been inflicted with, his words of protest barely making it out his mouth, besides his moans which had only strengthened and grown needier. But Sombra went further.

He sent the scarf to wrap around Fen’s neck, before reminding him how he got to the throne room, as it choked and strangled him, all while he put all his force behind his thrusts, finding deeper reaches to ravage within Fenris.

Beset on all sides, his attention now split in three between his fight for air, will and pleasure, he found himself further spiraling down. He needed a master, he needed guidance and the bliss of servitude. He needed to obey, so he could experience more of his master’s cock.

He was quivering, shaking from it all, stuck in the throes of pleasure and survival, and even the feeling of his neck being constricted had begun bringing him lust, mixing perfectly with the intensity of his King’s thrusts. Each time he felt his cock’s sheer power plunge into his ass, he jerked forward, his gaze and head stretching upward from the blissful destruction, causing him to be choked more, creating a loop of pleasure.

His own thoughts were blank, empty, as his mind was only occupied by the ocean of utter bliss that had drowned the land of his rationality, with the only islands left to cling on being ones made by Sombra’s will, beckoning him to seek shelter by becoming his. Worse, he could feel this lust becoming overwhelming not only for his mind, but his body, his cock pulsing and throbbing with intense need as the wall containing all his pent-up lust was close to being torn down.

“Give in!”
“You are Mine!”
“You’ll get more of your King’s cock forever!”

Sombra growled into Fenris’ ear, noticing the weak whimpers of barely held back desires along with Fen’s quaking body’s need for release, as he pushed himself even further, increasing both pace and strength to send his timber bitch over, risking getting closer to a climax himself.
Fenris couldn’t hold it anymore. He was on the verge of fainting from his scarf, on the verge of a blissful release from his King’s amazing length ravaging his ponut’s needy inner walls, and he craved being his King’s pet, craved worshiping his cock on and on to be given the chance to feel this again. His eyes oozed with Sombra’s magic, the whites having become green and the pupils red, all while purple smoke came out of them.

It was ov-

SLAM!

“I get to fuck him, you do NOT!”

Kara had yelled out after storming into the throne room by bucking the massive doors open and startling the two of them, seething hatred in her voice. She looked wounded and bruised, no doubt from having fought her entire way to the castle by tackling soldiers and guards alike as if they were bowling pins, but even so she was unfazed by her minor injuries, adrenaline coursing through her. She was very big, the two signature marks on her right cheek looking blocky rather than pointy and the necklace she was wearing held a small mace, as she exuded physical might beyond compare, alongside anger.

“You ruined this, you useless whore!” Sombra also seethed as he noticed Fenris’ attention be disrupted by her incredibly loud presence, while also needing to get off his slave to deal with her. He recalled his scarf, holding it defensively, as Fen was able to breathe once more, the corruption within his eyes very slowly fading, giving him the ability to squeak one word out, calling for her. “K-Kara…”

Wanting to waste no time unless his work would get further undone, Sombra sent the scarf to choke her out right as she began barreling towards him, as she too didn’t want to waste any time destroying the one who had harmed her Fen.

She did not care about the scarf, her endurance and strength too immense to be crippled by the scarf’s grip on her throat, as it was more of a growing inconvenience for her, and thus her advance was unimpeded. Sombra began bombarding her with a barrage of sickly magical blasts, but even as she made no effort to dodge and they all hit, her charge had only slightly gotten slower. She was still heading for him, and very close now. “You’re so-”

Sombra channeled his magic to raise a crystal wall between her and him, bracing for impact as much as possible, not knowing how much raw physical power was in that mare, but wanting to mitigate as much of it as possible.

“Hot~”

What did he just hear? He was still bracing, but after hearing that word coming from the other side of the wall and noticing how no impact had been made, could it have worked so easily?
He brought down the crystal wall, and the sight before him was stupefying. This strong mare who, not one second ago had fury in her eyes and seemed invincible, was now under his influence, her gaze emanating his corruption. He could not help but laugh. Of course, getting hit by his magic not only physically hurt but also allowed his dark presence to enter the target’s mind, but he had not expected the latter to work this fast on her.

“Truly impressive,” Sombra said sarcastically as he scanned her, savouring her body and sizeable rear. “All strength, no will.”

He made his way to Kara, who was struggling against an invisible force hitting her mind akin to how she was about to hit him, as he then whispered in her ear.

“You’ll be a perfect dumb bitch for me~”
“I’ll take care of the two or three thoughts inside your mind, and you’ll apologize for what you’ve done”

“Get out of-Nngh! My head!”
“I love to serve~”
“Fuck~”
“Off!”

“Don’t worry~”
“I’m keeping you as is~”
“So you can see how good of a slave he can become~”

“N-Nnngh! No! Aaaah!~”

Sombra smacked Kara’s mountain of pleasure with great strength, enjoying the cute moan this defiant bitch made while viewing the delightful panorama of her cheek wobbling, as a massive wave of fat spread out from the reddened epicenter of impact before colliding into the other cheek with enough force to make Sombra’s ear be blessed with a truly delightful note of her ass clapping.

“Don’t… touch… her…”
“Love to serve… King~”
“Us… go…”

Fenris had regained his breath, but even so he struggled to speak properly, only able to let out a few words with immense struggle. He had been denied a blissful climax and thus still struggled with his state of overwhelming pent-up lust, and his mind was more than fractured. Kara’s intervention had spared his inner self from being fully bound to Sombra, but even so most of it had fallen, giving him a split personality which fought endlessly for control.

“Mmmm, a lovely sight,” Sombra commented, noticing and enjoying Fen’s internal fight as he approached him. “It’s tempting to keep you like this, forced to fight yourself. As I can no doubt do this~”

As Sombra removed the crystals holding Fen in place, giving him freedom to move and flee, Fenris did neither, the mental battle raging inside his mind leaving him immobilized. But, a certain part of him certainly had more power if coaxed, which Sombra called to. “Follow, slave.”

“Neve-Yes, my King~”
“N-No…”

Fenris did as told yet slowly, each step immensely shaky, looking towards Sombra with a mix of desire and disdain, seeing him sitting on his throne and waiting, his cock looking grandiose like he was, and the closer he got, the more it looked towering and utterly mesmerizing. His length throbbed and his balls were in definite need of attention. He had to provide, to help his King and Master.

“Don’t worry slave~”
“You’ll get to clean this after I finish what I started~”
“Now, let me fix you~”

Sombra sent the scarf wrapping around Fen’s neck once more, freeing Kara from its grasp, who had only just begun feeling choked from it, as he then lifted him up using its magic, his magic. Fen floated upward, his hooves trying to instinctively reach for his scarf as he was strangled, his primal need for survival, for air kicking again, making him not notice what Sombra was truly doing.

“L-Let him go! Nnngh!” Kara protested, further angered by the display before her and even more by her inability to act, stuck fighting the constant thoughts crippling her just enough to leave will to watch and react, but not act. “F-Fuck~”

“As you wish~”

Sombra agreed to all she said even if one wasn’t meant for him, smiling as he made the scarf which held Fen up high unwrap itself, after all he had brought his slave to the perfect spot and didn’t need to keep lifting him up.

“Aaahn!~”

Fen could breathe, but all he did was exhale more air, since as soon as he was freed, he felt himself falling for a very brief moment before feeling intense pleasure rupture through him, making him moan quite loudly, his pent-up desires resurfacing fast. Sombra had dropped him right on his length, and his shaft had perfectly impaled him, as gravity had sheathed Sombra’s dick within the confines of Fen’s stretched ponut, bringing great bliss to both.

Despite loving the sensation of his length being engulfed by Fen’s delightful ponut, Sombra took little time to savour the blissful feeling, as he instead immediately grabbed Fenris’ ass and began plowing him relentlessly. He put all his might into each thrust, giving Fen no chance to adapt in the slightest, hell bent on finally breaking him with no interruptions this time, and besides, he also had pent-up lust which needed to be released.

“You are my slave!”
“You live to obey me!”
“You yearn to serve me!”
“Your Master!”
“Your King!”

“Don’t listen to-Nnngh! Him!”
“Fen!”
“You aren’t-Nnngh! Any of that!”

Kara tried calling to Fen, but all she saw was the face of a panting pup, his face contorted into a smile of utter ecstasy, and as she looked downward she saw as he kept bouncing from the sheer impact of Sombra’s massive shaft hitting his depths over and over with no pause. Sombra had made sure to give her a perfect view of Fen’s blissful state, having turned him around before making him fall to give her uninterrupted sight of his face and throbbing length, making her truly see how much he was loving this.

Meanwhile, Fen heard his King’s words with utmost clarity, all while Kara’s speech seemed muffled and unintelligible in his mind, as the former rang with truth, with ideals he wished to follow, a better life, while the latter felt like poison trying to deny what he yearned, needing to be ignored. He began speaking his King’s words, enjoying the sound of them so much.

“Aahn!~”
“I am y-your slave!~”
“I live to-Aaahn! O-Obey!~”

“NO!”
“You’re not a-Nnnngh! Slave!”
“This is s-so hot~”
“Shut up!”
“Nnngh!”
“You don’t obey him!”

Kara tried once more to reach him, desperation in her voice, as the tone with which he repeated part of this scum’s word felt like he was admitting something, and she could not believe this. She needed to act, she needed to get to him, and her love for him and the sheer urgency fuelled her determination, as she began to slowly move forward, her will strengthened.

“You are not interrupting this again,” Sombra said with visible anger, replacing his smug look as he had noticed Kara getting closer instead of watching the fate he had planned for her. But, he knew she was weak willed, so while still pounding Fen, he sent forth a blast of magic just for her, as his spell had shifted between normally taxing both body and mind, to fully damaging her will at the expense of her body feeling basically nothing.

Kara found her renewed strength sapped as her mind’s survival called for more aid, for more attention, freezing her in place as she thrashed her head around to shake the disgusting thoughts off, only capable of giving glancing looks at the horrific show before her.

Fuelled by the shaken spectator and the desperate moans of the timber bitch, Sombra pillaged Fen’s ass with greater vigor, as each utterly blissful plunge inside made Fen’s entire body recoil and shake even more, used like nothing more than an object for his King’s desires, and he loved it so much, his length throbbing intensely.

You love this.
You need this.
You need your King, your Master.
You love your King, your Master.
You need to serve me.
You love to serve me.

“Fall!”
FALL!

“Aaaaah!!!~”

His King’s order broke into the deepest reaches of his mind, as Fenris failed to hold against his true calling, and his dam holding all the bliss he had experienced broke. He was sent into a plane of complete and utter pleasure, his body quaking almost violently as copious amounts of cum escaped his canine shaft, coating part of his neck, chest and hind legs, while most went on the floor in front of the throne, all while he let out the most mareish, loudest moan possible. His mind was rewritten, his King’s words seeping into his self, as they used the blank state of his mind to fully remold him, his eyes now permanently marked by Sombra’s hold on his new slave, all while they shone with boundless bliss, still stuck looking up high.

“Good~” Sombra was fully aware of what had transpired, his will and magic no longer needing to be imposed upon his slave, since he had been fully remade to obey ‘freely’, and he lowered the intensity of his thrusts. Still, he loved what he was about to do next, and besides his other ‘guest’ probably didn’t have a clue what just happened to her Fen, it was more than necessary.

“What are you?” Sombra asked Fen, a wicked all-knowing smile appearing across his face as he did, and Fen eagerly answered in between moans.

“Aahn!~”
“I am your slave!~”
“Your obedient slave!~”

“What is your purpose?~”

“To serve you, my King!~”
“To worship you and-Ahn!~”
“Be rewarded your cock!~”

“Perfect~”

Kara had been given a temporary reprieve from Sombra’s magic, so she could see everything unfold with utmost clarity. She had seen Fen yield to Sombra’s enticing cock, making her mind battle between lecherous thoughts and sheer shame from having allowed Fen to be debased like that. Yet, true horror hit her when she heard what he said, his tone ringing with devotion, obedience and total lust, and worse, it felt honest, like he was stating a fact, her eyes shaking with fear as she glanced back to Sombra, not fully aware of what he could do… to her.

“No… This isn’t possible!” She responded with effervescent fury, trying to use the moment of respite afforded to tackle Sombra into his throne and the wall behind it, using anger as a tool to hide her fear. Unfortunately for her, she was shaking slightly from the horror show she had experienced, but when she tried thinking about charging him, the headache returned with force. Sombra knew what she wanted to do and stopped her even before she could start.

“Shut up whore! You’re next~”
“But first~”
“I must give my slave his reward for understanding his purpose~”

“Thank you so much, my King!~”
“I am eternally grateful for your benevolence!~”

Sombra savoured his slave’s enthusiasm with enjoyment, loving the new tone and the fact Fen was now bouncing on his dick without any sort of effort from him like the timber bitch he is. It fuelled Sombra’s drive, drive he used to give his slave’s gift, as without notice his slow thrusts became frenzied, plowing into Fen with raw carnal power, surpassing all the destructive bliss he had done before by a large margin. He now had one goal only, to sate his own lust with his newly made slave.

“Beg for it!”
“Beg for it, bitch!~”

“Aaahn!!~”
“Please!~”
“Please-Aaahn! My King!~”
“Please fill me!~”
“Fill me with your warm-Aaaahn!~”
“Royal cum!~”
“I need it!~”
“S-So much!~”

Fen’s words of obedience and complete need sung to him like a sweet melody, driving Sombra pleasure higher, all while he reveled in the sight of his slave and the struggling bitch before him, one fully broken while the other, stuck, watching in horror at what Fen had become, a truly delightful panorama. He felt himself nearing the edge of his mountain of lust, as he began gripping Fenris tighter than before, ceasing his slave’s motions before his pace grew even more intense, his length even finding newer parts of Fen’s walls to stretch and ravage.

Fen was completely gone, his countenance frozen by the immeasurable amount of pleasure felt and his mind sent to a realm beyond the plane of ecstasy, raptured by bliss, all while his strong timber form felt utterly incapable of weathering the King’s storm of lust, as he felt another climax approaching already, a testament to his King’s carnal prowess. His gaze was as high as it could be, and he drooled like a mindless, his entire being shaking from the battering ram that was Sombra’s cock. He couldn’t even keep begging, as the sheer amount of pleasure felt rendered him unable to conceive words, only letting wild screams of boundless lustful delight.

And then he felt his King’s flare, the thought of being bestowed his cum taking all parts of Fen’s mind and the added bliss felt from it pushing his walls even further driving him utterly insane, as he couldn’t hold the fuzes of pleasure inside his mind and length to be set ablaze. Then, he heard his King speak, and he knew full well what that meant.

“Take it all!” Sombra growled, as he felt himself be consumed by pleasure, driven over the edge. Unable to resist his own carnal calling, he sent forth a sea of white to wash over all of Fen’s walls, filling his depths. He kept Fen held in place, making sure none of his seed would escape his slave’s confines. Meanwhile, Fenris was also consumed by bliss, his own warm cum splashing forth and staining more of his body and the floor below, voicing his intense pleasure with another mareish moan of sheer and utter blissful power. Even after he came, he still felt Sombra still stuck within him, still bringing his depths more warmth and stretching them with the copious seed he was rewarding him with.

Then, there was a brief pause, as both relished the ocean of pleasure and content they swam in. Fen enjoyed feeling the rough breathing of his King upon his ears and the feeling of warmth coursing through him, while Sombra loved the moaning and panting of his slave, and the sound of not-so distant struggle coming from Kara, before Sombra broke the silence as he recovered from the state of bliss. “You may come down my throne, as I have a task for you, to show your undying devotion to me~”

“Yesssss, my King~”
“Thank you~”
“For your gift~”

Fen was still dazed by bliss, but even still he obeyed, shakily getting off his King, feeling the length escaping his even wanting depths with plenty of cum, as it had been what sealed the excessive amount of it inside him, his ass having a river of seed flowing outward. He failed to land on all fours, his mind too awash with bliss to properly coordinate his weakened body, as he fell on the cum soaked floor before the throne. At least the slight impact brought him back to his senses, and he got back up slowly after, though he did earn a chuckle from his King whilst he was on the floor, who no doubt enjoyed seeing his ass’s utterly destroyed state, and how he had weakly joined the mess below.

He turned around, and his eyes immediately locked onto his King’s massive, cum soaked length, as he began to approach it, thinking this was the task his King had planned for him, wanting to show initiative. But, right as he was about to start licking and get a taste of what he had been thoroughly pumped with, Sombra stopped him. “Not quite, but your willingness is to be commended.”

“What do you desire of me, my King?”

Sombra’s gaze locked on to Kara’s, a wicked smile upon his face, as the latter felt a shiver run down across her spine, knowing it was meant for her before he began explaining his task. “She will be cleaning it~”

“Never!”
“Nngh!”
“I’d never do it even in Tartarus!”
“Even if it’s sooo-Nnngh!”

Kara had answered instantly, her defiance undeniable, but Sombra simply ignored her remark and continued.

“But!”
“You will have to make her do it.”
“I want you to break her.”
“I want you to make her understand who her King is, just like I did with you~”

“No! He will never do such a thing!”
“Fen don’t listen to him! Please!”

“Make your partner reunite with you~”
“Oh, and you can have your scarf back.”

Sombra’s magical hold on Fen’s scarf ceased, letting the artifact automatically return back to its owner, as Fenris felt its power course back into him, exhaling a sigh of relief from being reunited with it. Slowly, he turned around to face Kara, having regained his composure, an impish smile upon his countenance as he leered at her.

“Your wish is my command~” His tone carried ill intent, worsening Kara’s worries as she doubled down on trying to free her mind, while Fenris started channeling dark magic, using his scarf to fully restore and increase vigor. Then, Fen sent his artifact to Kara, as another spell was being prepared through it, purple runes glowing brightly upon it, before Kara heard something else breach into her mind.

Come to me.
In front of the throne.

She couldn’t fight against those beckoning words, as splitting her mind to fight a two-front war would leave her vulnerable to both, and since her will prioritized its own survival all attention was still put against Sombra’s constant mental assault. Thus, the frozen state she had been in was broken, forced to move not of her own volition right where Fenris wanted her.

It had taken a little bit of time, but she was now standing beside Fenris, and less than a meter away from Sombra’s cum soaked shaft. While she had been compelled to be this close to both of them, perhaps it was not that bad for her, since she now was within striking distance of the Shadow King.

“Nnnngh!!” She tried as much as she could to wrestle control of her body for but a single moment, just enough to hit Sombra, but it was an intensely slow endeavor, her mind fighting an uphill battle against Sombra’s influence. Still, she was doing it, even if it mostly involved redirecting her constant head thrashing forward, that is until she felt something hit her and stop her motions dead in their tracks. “Aaaah!~”

“I’ve always enjoyed your empowered form’s fat ass~” Fenris said, having struck Kara’s rear with immense force, his eyes tasting the lovely sight of the mountainous waves spreading outward from the epicenter of his blissful strike, and then both his and Sombra’s ears were blessed by the loud reverberating sound made from those waves colliding with her other fat cheek, making her clap and moan. He made his way behind her, and got to fully enjoy what she had been hiding from everyone, as he saw the full perfection that was her ass, but most importantly he saw her soaked and winking snatch begging for something to enter it, much like her pulsing ponut.

“Seems somepony’s been enjoying herself, lucky for you I aim to please~”

“Fen stop this! This isn’t you!”
“Free me, please! We can-Aaaah!~”

He struck her rear in the same spot, enhancing the red mark which had been imprinted upon her, all while he got to savour a louder note coming from both her cheeks colliding and from her mouth, as he slotted his knot in between her giant mounds, letting a growl of carnal desire and anger from her comment, speaking back.

“You don’t understand, bitch!”
“Sombra is our King! We live to serve him!”
“And I’m not going to fail my task.”
“Now…”

Lick it.
Clean Sombra’s cock.

“Nnngh!” Kara felt Fenris’ command ringing in her head, her constant mental fight for survival forcing her to yield to his will, as she did as told, bringing her mouth close to Sombra’s length, her muzzle touching it. She tried fighting back, but it was the same story, she couldn’t split her focus thus she was unable to, but she did manage to obey his order as least as she could, as she did very quick tiny licks upon his shaft rather than actually putting in the effort. Even so, she couldn’t deny the delightful taste of his length, and more so the cum she was forced to sample, a mix of her own slutty side and Sombra’s influence coming to light.

Sombra was… unimpressed by her performance, though he was aware of what his slave had done to her, and the sight of her hating what she was doing did please him. Yet, that was simply the pre-show to what Fenris had planned.

His cock slickened with her liquid desire, having teased both her holes with his knot as he had rubbed against them, Fenris reared back, preparing to break into her marehood’s depths. But, he knew Kara’s immense strength and endurance, as she was perhaps the only mare who could endure his cock, and he knew she had barely felt his teasing. He wanted his first and consequent thrusts to turn her into a moaning whore, and what better way to achieve this than with a bit of magical drive, as his scarf shone with raw arcane power.

It was a combination of two spells, one directed at him, and one at her. The former enchanted his length to increase the sensitivity of what it touched, while the latter was a heightened estrus spell to wear down that composure and make her feel everything with greater intensity, then.

“Aaaaah!!~”

The results of his magic were undeniable instantly, as Kara let out a massive moan and her body shook upon feeling his knot enter her generous depths, wracking her mind with lust all while his single thrust was able to bring out a clap from her mountainous cheeks. Her head had even jerked upwards, and since she had her tongue out, it had extended the otherwise miniscule lick she was giving to Sombra, making it run across his entire length.

He chuckled from her whorish display, yet he gave her no quarter as he quickly followed his initial plunge of bliss with an unending barrage of them. He did not stop there, as he struck her ass to further bring her bliss, and he couldn’t help himself since he absolutely loved the subsequent note her ass made from the impact while seeing it wobble all over, and the much redder mark imprinted upon it.

Kara felt the sheer and utter pleasure hitting her every time his knot forced its way into her, as it felt like he was somehow fucking her with two of them packed into one tool of lustful destruction, and she couldn’t help but let out another blissful moan as she felt the already weakened part of her ass be hit again. It had already been worn from his previous strikes, but with the sudden haze of lust and increased sensitivity coursing through her, she had been stunned from its sheer carnal power.

“C’mon, you’d love to serve him with me~”
“Since when aren’t you a slut anyways?~”

Give in.
Submit to his will.

She wanted to answer back, to tell him how utterly crazy he had become, but all she could do was moan and groan from both pleasure and Fen’s new command breaking into her mind. Thankfully she was able to resist it for once, as it was linked to the main fight for her very being, but she was able to feel it join up with Sombra’s imposed thoughts, breaking the delicate stalemate, while her rising lust became distracting.

“Hard way it is then, good~” Fenris had noticed Kara doubling down on her show of defiance, pushing back against his own influence, but he enjoyed a challenge and it would no doubt impress his King more, as he whispered in her ear. “I’ll enjoy your fall~”

“Fen-Aaaah!~”
“S-Stop!”
“I won’t! Aaaah!!~”

Fenris ignored her verbal protest, instead putting more effort into his motions, rearing back further away before ravaging her depths with complete and utter blissful destruction, retaining and even increasing his pace whilst doing so. Every thrust now brought a kiss between the tip of his length and her inner gate, her womb. Despite putting more effort into his motions, he did not cease spanking her, as part of her flank now had quite the deep shade of crimson upon it from his continued strikes, bringing Kara further into the seas of lust, making her moan louder.

The sheer amount of pleasure Fen brought her made it impossible to think. What he had done to her, to his length, gave her crippling amounts of bliss, as it quickly became suffocating, and she started viewing the shaft before her very differently. The taste of his length and the cum upon it had been mesmerizing, but now she felt the need to have more. She needed to lick it more, to worship it.

Serve me.
Serve your King.

Give in to bliss.
And be rewarded with eternal pleasure.

You are my slave.
My slave.

“N-No, I c-can’t! F-Fen…” She felt Sombra’s corruption seep deeper within her psyche, as words formed inside her mind, beckoning her to learn of her true place as her King’s obedient toy. She could only whimper at Fenris for help, barely able to address him as everything was put into the storm raging and ravaging her will. But, Fenris was able to heed her cry for help.

“You’re his slave!”
“You crave his cock.”
“You crave his every word.”
“You exist to serve him.”
“To serve your King!”

“No…” Her mind was faltering, getting brought down by the insane amount of lust and Fen’s domineering words as they spoke truth. Her rationale kept retreating further and further into the depths of her self, and it was running out of space to exist, as lust occupied all around it, and the wall made of intrusive and mesmerizing thoughts closed in on it. She had even begun properly licking her King’s shaft, savouring the delightful cum she cleaned from it, but she was already thinking of going further.

Fenris knew she was close to being remade, able to sense the grown presence of dark magic within her, and thus he yearned to break her right then and there. Funneling magic through his scarf, he empowered himself, making his motions go faster beyond his normal capabilities, and then he used his scarf in a more mundane way. He struck her ass with it repeatedly, using a light amount of magic to turn its usual softness into the firmness of a paddle, as he used his claws to grip her plump rear tightly, needing balance for the insane pace he was now going at.

He had been affected by his own endeavours, but he had been able to manage his lust and keep plowing into her, yet with the complete and utter frenzy he had just brought himself into, a climax was now a foregone conclusion. Kara was also being brought to the same end, as despite her immense endurance, the sheer pleasure she was under could not be tamed, the fires of lust burning all. She had been turned into a moaning mess, on the verge of a total blissful collapse.

“Break!”
Break!

Break!

She heard Fen growl his final command, but heard it also be imposed upon her by his arcane influence, and then Sombra’s will joined in. Then, she let out a scream of unbound pleasure, as she felt him knot her, his entire cock stuck inside her depths, having grown bigger. Her marish depths sent forth a wave of her liquid bliss, her body quaking from the destruction of the wall holding her pent-up bliss in check, as she was sent into Nirvana, and her will, to Valhalla.

She felt warmth be spread throughout her at a rapid pace, as Fenris’ seed took hold of more and more space, but her womb had already been more than filled already, cementing the prospect of a foal, and with her knotted, there was no way any cum would escape her marehood. Her belly expanded, her furnace of bliss forced to create more space from the constant flow of cum entering her.

At the same time, she had been fully broken, as Sombra felt his arcane power rewrite her and dissipate much like it had with Fenris, and he could see and feel her begin deepthroating his rod like a needy whore, after she recuperated a bit from her rapture.

Fenris panted heavily, also trying to regain his composure from the cataclysmic bliss striking her, as he dispelled his magic, his knot still deeply lodged in her. He had done it, he had broken Kara for his King, as he looked to his Master for approval.

Sombra simply nodded, his countenance plastered with satisfaction, both from his slave’s success and Kara’s amazing throat. She hadn’t even done it for long and already his length looked pristine, as he let out a light groan of pleasure before speaking.

“I know your fate is sealed, but I want to hear it~”
“Tell me~”
“What are you?~”

Kara took no time letting go of his cock, her mouth escaping it with a loud pop as she was more than eager to prove herself.

“I am your slave!~”
“Your broodmare!~”
“Anything you wish, my king!~”

“And what is your purpose?~”

“To serve you, my King!~”
“To follow you for eternity!~”
“To worship you and your cock!~”

“Like this!” She instantly plunged back onto his length, putting even more effort into her motions as she used her tongue to please him all while bobbing her head up and down with great speed despite the size her mouth was taking.

“Perfect~” Sombra chuckled, enjoying her absolute devotion to his cock, as he then turned his attention back to Fenris, who had pulled out of her, noticing the constant flow of cum escaping Kara’s ravaged backside. He addressed him with contentment.

“You have done well, slave.”
“Your use of dark magic, raw power and mental rending requires a special reward.”
“You are to be made my protégé. And I shall grant your artifact more of my power, so that you may spread my will without my direct presence.”
“And… I wanted to play paternity roulette with this bitch, but I shall let you have your foal this time.”

“Thank you so much, my King!”
“Your benevolence knows no bounds!”
“I’m forever grateful for your generosity!”

“Do not fail me.”

“Never.”

“Good,” Sombra saw the sheer amount of wicked excitement coursing through Fenris, making him ponder if his slave had entertained the thought of bending others’ wills before his reformation. But, he shrugged the thought off and focused on the worshipping mare before him.

“And you.”
“You shall become my shield and his.”
“Such strength needs to be put to good use, and I see no better at physically overpowering foes than you. Keeping them pinned so that I or your companion breaks them easier.”

Kara once more gave herself the ability to respond with yet another loud and satisfying pop, her rear shaking with enthusiasm and pride. “I am the best at crushing foes! Thank you so much, my King!~”

“One more thing~” Sombra cooed, as he wanted to truly make sure their roles were correctly cemented.

“These are your secondary roles.”
“You are still my slaves first and foremost.”
“Eager for the carnal pleasures I may bring you.
“Devoted and obedient to me and my will.”

“Absolutely, my King!~” They both answered together simultaneously, acknowledging Sombra’s words with utmost desire.

“Perfect~” Sombra said whilst savouring their obedience, as he got up from his throne. “Now, let’s continue this in my royal bedchambers~”

Back in the center of Equestria, a guardsmare courier opened the grand doors to a throne room and trotted inside, worry welling within her.

She got close to the borrowed throne and spoke.

“My princess, I am here to report two weeks have gone by without any err… report from the two adventurers you have sent on an expedition up North.”

The figure who had been addressed spoke back.

“Our scouts and now this? Something is definitely up.”

“What should be done, my princess?”

The figure pondered for a bit, before answering.

“If nothing else works, do it yourself.”
“I will be going up North, figure out what is happening, and retrieve this…”
“Lost expedition.”