The dark pony was now writhing in the grasp of the magical vines that King Aspen had called forth with a potion he had brought with him, wrapping around his muscular frame. Aspen had, in the deepest recesses of his mind, admit that it was rather hot to look at, and the vines responded to his unconscious thoughts. They repositioned themselves in such a way that better accentuated the intruder’s frame, yanked off the armor he had been wearing around his groin to uncover it, and tease out the dark pony’s impressive member.
“Let me inform you, intruder,” King Aspen continued, approaching the entangled hybrid, not noticing his own member was starting to emerge, “That this is the sovereign ground of the Deer race, and I am their king.” He couldn’t help but sneer, something he almost never did. Something about seeing so strong a male struggling before him was just right to him, and his subconscious desires caused a particularly thick vine to plunge itself into the dark pony, who emitted a gasp as it entered his tailhole, but otherwise gave no vocal reaction.
“If it weren’t for the fact you seem to be of the same race as Princess Celestia, I would have sent my guards to do this for me. Yet, here I am, and there you are, where you belong,” Aspen sneered, coming to a stop before the dark pony and folding his arms, noting his member was now fully erect. “Perhaps if you beg enough, grovel for me long enough… and pleasure me even,” he added, vines curling around the black pony’s cock and threatening to dive in, as well as one that teased his chest, “I might let you leave this place alive.”
“…Heh, grovel, right.” King Aspen blinked, finally hearing the actual voice of his captive. It was a strong tenor, like one that reverberated in the bones of those who heard it. The expression the dark pony made then was odd too, something that could have been a grimace of pain from the vine plunging into his anus, or a smile from sheer cockiness. It was so hard to tell with these ponies…
“You speak at last, prisoner. Do you have a name?” King Aspen asked, looking the hybrid over again, unable to help but marvel at his exoticness. Perhaps he would make a good servant of some kind…
“Dark Enigma to you,” the hybrid said, grasping at a vine with a free hand. “One doesn’t…ngh…give their true name to an enemy…or their lesser.” That got the deer’s attention, but the fury that had so quickly boiled in him gave way to smugness.
“Lesser? I’m the one who has you in the grip of my vines. I’m the one who’s considering taking full advantage of your situation to show you your proper place.” Dark Enigma just chuckled at that.
“We’ll see about that,” he intoned ominously. “We’ll see about that…”
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It had all happened in the span of a few seconds. One moment King Aspen had been indulging himself in some gloating over the bound form of Dark Enigma, contemplating temporarily relaxing his usual opinions of the pony-folk to take advantage of him, when there was a flash of light. A moment later, he found himself on the ground, his own vines coiled around his body and erect member, and let out an un-kingly yelp when he felt a thick vine plunge into his tailhole, going all the way to his colon and teasing at it, leaving the deer unable to speak coherently for a while.
“Now then, King Aspen,” Dark Enigma said, not standing over the bound deer, and looking much larger and monstrous than before, his cock still fully erect and looking like it would start oozing at any second, “Now we will have words.” He licked his protruding fangs, something no pony should have, as the king struggled to get himself out of the exploring tendrils that held him down. “You, your people, and all the Everfree, will come into my service, and mine alone. Oh you’ll still rule it, I have no intentions to take your throne myself, and I have other matters elsewhere I must tend to.
“You will become, I believe the term is, a puppet ruler, sovereign of a puppet state,” he continued, going to Aspen’s side and leaning down so he could examine the deer more closely. Dark Enigma had to admit, he was impressed. The King was a fine catch indeed, being so powerfully built and well endowed. He would enjoy taking his time with him, breaking his will through bodily violation and words with some magic woven in to subtly fortify the effect.
“You…you bastard,” King Aspen cried out, tears starting to well up from the abuse the vines, now fully out of his control, we dealing to his anus and length. “If I…cannot stop you…ah! Celestia will! Her champions will find you, and…AH!” He wasn’t able to finish his speech thanks to a small tendril plunging into his urethra, going down halfway agonizingly slowly before emerging, followed by a stream of pre. Dark Enigma smiled, and moved himself so he was straddling the deer.
“Celestia has no idea of my existence,” he said, leaning down to look King Aspen in the eyes. The vines moved themselves as needed to accommodate their new master, and he idly stroked them like one would a pet. “And since you’ll be under my full control soon, you won’t be able to tell her. You won’t even remember my presence once I’m done with you, nor will there be any sign of my being here. I’ll leave some commands your subconscious will remember, that I can trigger whenever I want.” He leaned down to the deer’s neck, displaying his fangs and licking at the white fur, causing the bound king to gasp as it roughly ran down his flesh.
“You and your people are the first in a long game I intend to play, so be honored. I might even make you a favorite of mine, what with you being so…perfect,” Dark Enigma said with a wicked grin. “Oh yes, I can see I’ll be feeling you in many ways today, and again very soon. So why not try to enjoy it?” The dark hybrid moved himself again, so that his length was poised to enter Aspen’s tailhole, the entrance held open by the vine that had been inside it until just now.
“Oh, one more thing, feel free to scream all you want. I laid a spell of silence around us, so no one can hear you but me.” He licked his lips again, smiled to display his fangs, and after bracing himself against the deer’s legs, plunged himself into his exposed anus, leaning down to bite the screaming deer’s neck as he did, sucking up the blood that came forth with relish.
“Oh yes,” Dark Enigma said, grinding away at Aspen’s rear, “We’re going to have much fun, you and I…”
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