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- >be Anon
- >in crystal castle
- >chatting it up with Shining Armor
- >damn, he knows more about sci-fi than I imagined
- >hear the door open and hooves trotting
- >Cadance walks in
- "Excuse me, boys, but I need Anon for a few moments. Is that alright?"
- >open my mouth to speak
- >Shiny butts in
- "Of course, Honey. You two do what you need to do."
- >huh, way to answer for me out of the blue...
- "Come on, Anon. We shouldn't be wasting time."
- >reluctantly rise and follow Cadance
- >guards in front and behind leading me up a large staircase
- >starting to sweat a few bullets
- "Uh, Princess? Is there something wrong?"
- >she stops and turns to me
- "Well, there was, but I do believe we're going to get it set right again."
- >continues going up
- >engage confusion
- >emerge in a very bright hallway
- >crystal refracting sunlight everywhere
- "Well, Anon, here we are. Step on up and have a look."
- >Cadance motions me over to a doorway
- >my footsteps echo off the walls as I approach
- >get to the door--looks like a prison cell
- >look inside
- >have to squint through the blinding light
- >see a dark figure cowering in the corner
- >wait...that red horn...that dark mane...
- "......Sombra?"
- >he briefly looks up, the faintest look of scorn on his face
- "Cadance, what's going on"
- >the princess smugly responds
- "His Highness the King is here on account of his crimes against our empire, of course."
- >Sombra audibly scoffs from the corner
- "Oh, please, I could ask Celestia to make it so bright in here your eyes would melt. Be grateful that we keep it dim during the night."
- >I jump a little, not used to Cadance snapping like that
- >no longer able to hide in the shadows, Sombra still just sits there
- >without realizing, I'm just staring at him, looking him over...
- "Well, Anon, he's all yours. Enjoy."
- >wat
- >that also got Sombra's attention; his head snapped up
- "Cadance...I know I asked this before, but...what's going on?"
- >she recounts how she and Shiny were considering how to punish Sombra
- >imprisonment was obvious, but not enough
- >but how to enslave him like he enslaved the crystal ponies?
- >then she explains how she got a wild idea
- >she suddenly turns to Sombra and tells him that I have a "thing" for some of the ponies
- >the heat instantly rises in my face
- >it turns into Big Mac's
- "Oh, don't look so shocked, Anon. Word gets around."
- >she goes on
- >explains how Sombra's mine to do whatever I want with
- >cripes, she couldn't have said "whatever" any more suggestively...
- >but Cadance was right about me...appreciating various efforts
- >and as I continued to gaze at Sombra, my mind started to wander...
- "Anon, put your boner away. I imagine you'll want to save that for you-know-who."
- >damn, how'd she notice?
- >wait, why was she looking?
- "And don't worry. See that collar we slapped on him? He tries any funny stuff, and he's cat food. So knock yourself out!"
- >I now notice the faintly purple-glowing enchanted collar around his neck
- >as Cadance and the guards turn away, I ask one final question
- "Why me?"
- >without bothering to turn around, she tersely responds
- "Because Shiny said that if there was going to be a stallion's mouth around his cock, it sure as hell wouldn't be Sombra's."
- >hoofsteps fall silent
- >just me and the prisoner
- >still blindingly bright
- >damn, I should’ve asked her to turn down the light
- >as if she heard me, the light goes down to a manageable level
- >I enter the cell and close it behind me
- >Sombra thanks me and says that he’s not a fan of bright light
- “Quiet, you. I didn’t say you could talk.”
- >a low hum, and the collar glows a bit; seems to be affecting him
- >he winces
- >well then, this should make things easy
- “My name is Anon. I suggest you learn it well.”
- >and off with my pants
- >the boner Caddy told me to put away is back with a vengeance
- >looks like Sombra’s starting to figure out his punishment
- “If you think I’m going to debase myself like that, you’re sorely mista-“
- >his hissing voice is quelled as the collar zaps him again
- “Now, now…that’s no way for my slave to behave.”
- >I was quickly warming to the idea of being serviced by a king, even if he was evil
- >motion for him to get over here
- >he does, reluctantly
- >I wave my now stiffened member in his face, hoping he’ll take the initiative
- >he doesn’t
- >I grab his horn and tilt his head up to give him the hint
- >eventually, his tongue slips out of his mouth
- >the red is a stark contrast to the grays and blacks of his coat and mane
- >I give a slight shudder on first contact; feels good to have a warm tongue on me again
- >his face remains emotionless as he licks me like a cube of sugar
- “I think it’s time you put in a little more effort, slave. Suck on it.”
- >surprisingly, he immediately dives on my rod, his snout rubbing against my pelvis
- >the feel of his hot breath exiting his nose as he works…
- >my knees buckle and I fall to the floor
- >he doesn’t miss a beat
- >Sombra’s tongue dances around my rod as he bobs up and down
- >throbbing with excitement
- >damn, it’s like he’s done this before…
- >a bit of pre escapes me, at least as far as I can feel before he laps it up
- >he’s really getting into it
- >the sounds of slurping and smacking fill the cell
- >I start thrusting into his mouth, now genuinely horny
- >a moan escapes me, but I don’t care anymore
- >Sombra’s a much better cockslave than I thought he’d be
- >Shining Armor may want to try this, after all…
- >every inch of me is in warm, moist ecstasy
- >I see Sombra moving a hoof in between his hind legs
- >hmmm..he can have some fun this time
- >can’t be a tyrant all the time, I guess…
- >besides, he deserves it for surprising me this much on the first time
- >now that he’s working himself and me, it’s his turn to moan
- >I feel the vibration as he does
- >can’t really see what he’s doing with himself, but I can certainly hear it
- >feel myself twitching a little…
- >his sucking intensifies
- >that hoof that was down below is now on my balls
- >well, he’s been leaking pre too, it seems…
- >wet to the touch, but that just makes it hotter
- >I’m kinda bucking with less control by now
- >he still remains hard at work on me
- >panting, I feel that feeling within me…
- “gonna…cum…”
- >he stops all movement save for his tongue
- >it goes up, down, top to bottom
- >then he draws it slowly up me, ending at the tip
- >licks up the last glob of pre and all around
- >welp, that’s it
- >I thrust up one last time
- >his tongue is wrapping my cock as it throbs hard
- >my load of spunk fires into his waiting mouth
- >don’t know how many shots, but he takes it all
- >feel it mixed with his saliva as his tongue swirls around
- >once the tide subsides, he draws his mouth off of me, revealing my rod, glistening and clean
- >he opens his mouth and cups his tongue, holding the cum I left there
- >the tongue goes back in and he swallows the lot with a loud gulp
- >the only sound again is our heavy breathing
- >I break the quiet first
- “Not bad, slave. Not bad at all…”
- >’show’s not over yet, Anon’
- >wait, who said that?
- >I didn’t think it, did I?
- >’A little telepathy, Anon. A big part of my time in power, remember? But worry not, I remember the deal. No funny business.’
- “Well, what did you have in mind?”
- >he flips onto his back and reveals his still-hard member
- >long and dark, not quite black
- >it rests on his chest, leaving a trail of the pre he was still dripping
- >resuming the work he’d been doing, he strokes it
- >not sure how that works with hooves, but now’s the time to look and not think
- >he moans again as he enjoys himself
- >I start to get hard again as I look at Sombra jacking his dick
- >again with the squish of his strokes and his sack smacking against him
- >kinda staring mesmerized at the former king working himself to cum
- >speaking of which, he starts loudly moaning and bucking
- >his thick cock stiffens and blasts a load of cum
- >white ropes spatter against his chest and chin
- >it’s a lot; he must have been pent up…
- >it ends, and he lays back again, content at being plastered in his own jizz
- >his face, no longer expressionless, now is a mix between pleasure and seductiveness…
- >’Hope you enjoyed, Anon. I know I did. See you next time…’
- >I smirk and give him a wink
- >on go the pants and I exit the cell
- >I suppose I should put the light back the way it was
- >again, as if by thought, the light gets blinding again
- >get to the staircase
- >on second thought, I think they were fine
- >the light dims down again
- >descend the staircase
- >’Thanks, Anon.’
- >ya know, I don’t think Cadance’s punishment is going to work out like she wanted…
- end
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