Not quite Riskquestria

Day this isn't even Riskquestria in Equestria

>You are princess Celestia
>​your mind raced as you flew towards the crystal empire
>​what was this talk about some evil king rising up and enslaving its people?
>​you would put things straight, luna could safeguard canterlot while you were away
>​as you flew overhead, you could see them
>​the horrid factories
>​the war machines
>​all being manned and pushed by crystal pones in shackles
>​it was awful, you would do your best to put everything right again
>​you descended to the castle in the center of the city
>​landing on a balcony, you stepped inside hesitantly, curious as to whether or not he knew you were approaching
>​as you explored his domain, you could hear laughter from a nearby hallway
>​following the noise, you continued deeper into the building

>​you felt as if you had been following the noise for a while now
>​at least ten minutes you had continued, was the castle really that large?
>​on the walls were decor of what you assumed to be the new king
>​portraits of him and his empire
>​some of him with his loyalist soldiers
>​some of them whipping his slaves
>​they disgusted you, you would make sure this was put to an end
>​after following the noise for a good 20 minutes, you finally came across a large set of doors
>​storming inside, you saw him on his throne, alone
>​He stared at you with a knowing look, as if daring you to continue
SOMBRA, THIS HAS GONE ON LONG ENOUGH
>​He merely laughed in response
>​before you could retort, his horn flashed red and several portals opened up around the throneroom
>​Sombra's loyalists poured out en masse, quickly surrounding you

>​It was futile, you were an alicorn and these crystal ponies stood no chance before your might
>​his soldiers defeated, Sombra looked at you with a grimace
>​you frowned, as you advanced upon the evil king
>​with a yellow flash, he was down and you were standing above him
You have given me no choice, I will end this...
>​You raise your horn, as if preparing to gore Sombra
>​his horn flashes red again, and you feel yourself losing concentration
>​You look down into his eyes
>​you start to feel dizzy
>​unable to focus on your magic anymore, you take a few steps backwards
>​He rises as you move, continuing his spell
>​your limbs start to go numb
>​you fall to the ground, unable to continue to support your own weight
>​sombra continues to advance on you, his horn still glowing an unholy red
>​starting into his eyes again, you feel yourself growing weaker... until you can no longer feel your body at all

>​stepping back, Sombra admires his handywork, a sadistic smile on his face
>​you try to move your body, flap your wings, feel your magic, but you can do nothing
>​the situation feels totally helpless until you suddenly feel your body jerk forward
>​the glow on sombra's horn has long since subsided... who is controlling your body?
>​you stand again, but try as you might you cannot tell your body what to do
>​its as if you are a spectator trapped inside your own mind
>​you start to walk forward towards Sombra again
>​as you do, he moves backwards, working his way back to his throne.
>​he seats himself once more, and you follow, unable to stop yourself
>​you sit at the foot of his throne and look at him unable to even move your glance.
>​with a sadistic smile he looks down, and your head follows the motion
>​underneath his body, you could see his growing erection
>​you are taken back mentally, but your body has another idea
>​leaning forward your head stops right in front of his growing member
>​you try with all your might to pull backwards, mentally thrashing out against your own body
>​nothing works
>​you cry out mentally, unable to stop what happens next

>​You take sombra's member into your mouth, slowly sucking on it
>​oh god you can still taste it
>​sombra lets out a laugh as you continue
>​your head moves slowly, sensually taking more and more until he is pushing at your throat
>​sombra places his hoof on the back of you head, as if encouraging your enslaved body to continue
>​you take as much of him as you can, your body suppressing its own gag reflex
>​unable to breathe, you remain in place
>​you try to scream out, your body begging you for air
>​but nothing happens
>​finally you pull back, filling your lungs with sweet oxygen
>​but its not over, you start bobbing slowly, your tongue sliding along the bottom of his stallionhood
>​your body picks up the pace, deepthroating him with every push
>​sombra lets out a series of low grunts
>​oh god no
>​this can't be happening
>​you start to pull off his member again, stopping at the tip
>​you give one hard suck, and he releases into your waiting mouth
>​opening wide, you leave your tongue on the tip, attempting to get as much as you can
>​he shoots load after load into your mouth
>​you catch most of it, some of it getting on your face and in your mane
>​finally spent, you swallow, licking him clean to finish the job

>​you pray its over... that you can find a way to take control again
>​your prayers go unanswered
>​you step back and look up, a satisfied grin on Sombra's face
>​his horn glows red again and you can feel your body responding again
>​before you can move, its gone again, but not completely
>​he left one part of you under your own control....
>​turning around, you move your tail, inviting him in
>​he steps off his throne and walks towards you, already prepared for a second round
>​you could feel your marehood... it had already gotten wet without your approval
>​he puts his forehooves onto your back, pushing your wings to the ground
>​rather than let your body position itself, he chooses to do it the old fashioned way
>​forcing the front half of your body to the ground, there was nothing you could do to stop him

>​with another low laugh, Sombra pushes into you
>​you resist as much as you can, but it is hopeless
>​he forces his way past your only means of defense with ease
>​your bodies meet at the hip
>​starting out slowly, he pushes in and out with vigour
>​before long, his slow strides have picked up speed
>​you can feel all of it, the control he has given you sending you over the edge
>​sombra laughs again, as if mocking you
>​You can't stop it at this point, embarrassed at yourself from taking pleasure from the act
>​Sombra showed no sign of slowing down, the increased lubrication just making his end easier
>​pushing harder and faster, his body slammed into yours
>​his pace quickening, you could feel him twitching inside of you
>your body involuntarily clinches down on him
>​he unloads into you, your body willingly taking it all
>mentally screaming, you could feel him filling you up
>humiliated that your body responds so natually to having him unload inside of you, you wish you could cry
>​He finally pulls out, coating your flank with the last of his cum.

>​your body turns around shakily and cleans your juices off of him
>​he walks back to his throne and retakes his seat
>​you make your way to a room nearby and open the door
>​inside you see all manners of crystal pony, the same look of defeat on their faces
>​all of them mares.... all of them slaves... like you
>​a tear falls from your eyes, you are unable to take pride in the fact that you did it yourself
>​your body moves slowly to a corner of the room and sits waiting
>​waiting for it to be called for again