Author's Notes:

Hey guys! I know it's been a super long time since I've posted a story, but I've finally got one for you! It's not the AJ one that I promised, and I'm sorry about that, but truthfully, I don't think I'll ever get around to finishing that one. I actually got an editor for this one, so hopefully there'll be a lot less mistakes. Be sure to tell me what you think in the comments below. I love feedback. Peace!

As Charity got pushed into the throne room her heart sunk with sudden despair. It took a few seconds for her eyes to adjust to the omnipresent darkness of the room. A long, blood red carpet stretched out before her. The walls of the throne room were made out of solid black crystals with the occasional gloomy purple banner hanging on either side of the walls. At the end of the carpet sat a massive throne, impressively decorated with gold, rubies, and emeralds. On either side of the throne was a single fire bowl, which was also the only source of illumination in the entire room. The feelings of hatred, corruption, and a hint of depression, emanated from all around.

Two soldiers accompanied Charity down the long carpet. They walked stiffly on either side of her, decked out in black leather armor and a somewhat tarnished silver breastplate. A sinister looking helm masked each of their faces, making it impossible to tell their emotions.

"Bow before your Queen!" snapped one of the royal guards shoving Charity onto her knees in front of the intimidating throne.

His firm grip on her shoulder ensured her that she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. Her hands were tied tightly behind her back and she could still feel the sting on her cheek where the guard had backhanded her just moments before entering the room. Her long blond hair hung in front of her face as she lowered her head in defeat. There was nothing that she could do now, she knew she was going to be killed.

"Behold your Queen, the Dark Empress," announced a young squire looking extremely nervous.

Out from behind the throne appeared a cloaked figure. Her countenance was darkened in the dismal light, and Charity could tell that underneath her red cape she was wearing polished silver armor. Her jet black hair flowed behind her like billows of black smoke. From her eyes emanated a purple glowing mist that cut through the darkness like a knife cuts through butter. She just stood in front of her throne for awhile, staring down at Charity. Her red eyes, with slitted pupils, bored into Charity's skull.

"Your Highness, this is the person responsible for starting the uprising in the southern region of the Empire. As you know, the rebellion was swiftly put down," informed the other guard taking a knee.

"Were there not two rebel leaders?" inquired the Queen in a smooth and venomous voice, "Why do I only see one?"

There was a moment of anxious silence before the guard stuttered, "Well... your greatness, when we stormed the rebel stronghold we only found this one, but I assure you that the other one will be-"

Before the soldier could finish his sentence a sudden streak of fire shot out of the Queen's left hand, instantly engulfing him in flames. For a good three minutes he thrashed about on the floor screaming in agony before he abruptly stopped moving altogether. His lifeless corpse soon burned out, leaving nothing but charred remains. The entire time this was happening the other guard just stood motionless, still gripping Charity's shoulder.

"Leave us!" ordered the Empress waving her hand at the other guard, "I would like to have a little alone time with our prisoner. Oh, and find that other rebel leader or else you'll end up just like your brother."

"Yes, your Highness," replied the guard making a quick bow before exiting the throne room along with the squire.

Charity was now alone with Queen Sombra, the person that she most hated and feared. She was certain that she was soon going to die. She watched as the queen flung her cape out behind herself, revealing her entire body. Just as Charity had assumed, she was wearing a full suit of masterfully crafted silver armor. However, it was obviously for show, since it was rather skimpy, and wouldn't do much good in actual combat. The armor complimented her ladylike figure, hugging her thin body. It also cupped her enormous breasts, showing more than enough cleavage. There was no way that they had gotten that big on their own, she had to have used some sort of growth spell. She walked slowly down the steps of her throne towards Charity, her blood red lips curling into a devilish smile. As she walked she swayed her hips in a tantalizing manner.

"So, you're Charity? The leader of the uprising?" asked the Queen rhetorically. Her words slipping slyly out of her mouth like a snake, "I'm glad to make your acquaintance. I wondered what you'd be like. I can see bravery and boldness in your eyes. Even if you're scared of me, you're obviously not showing it."

"Do with me what you wish. I don't care, because I promise that as long as I live I will never stop trying to bring down your wretched tyranny!" spat Charity boldly, although she was trembling on the inside.

"Oh, I like it when people have a little fight in them," chortled the Queen, "It's rare that people try to stand up to me. However, please don't make promises that you can't keep."

The Dark Empress ambled in tight circles around Charity, inspecting her closely. On her face was a slight hint of amusement. She was having fun toying with her.

"You're nothing but an ungrateful child in my eyes. Before I came to power the Crystal Empire was nothing, and I made it into something great! Because of me, this Empire is now the richest in all the land. We became the biggest trading hub the world has ever seen! Our empire does business with Equestria, and their foolish rulers named Celestia and Luna. We also do trade with Saddle Arabia, the Griffon Kingdom, and even Queen Chrysalis and her Changeling Realm."

"But what good is any of that if all the people are enslaved?" argued Charity, scowling at Sombra in distaste, "Not only are you enslaving us, but the rebels know about your future plans to invade Equestria with your shadow army. We fight for our freedom and for the freedom of others, because we cannot let your wicked tyranny spread! Besides, you're no match for Celestia's Royal Guard. The two sisters even wield the legendary elements of harmony!"

Sombra only laughed at Charity's argument as if it was completely meaningless. The disturbingly strange feelings of hatred and corruption, which hung in the air, seemed to grow more profound.

"There's only one thing that can stop me," she growled, her voice become much more deep and demonic.

"The crystal heart! What did you do with it? Where did you hide it?"

"Cryssstal heart?" hissed the Queen, backhanding Charity across the face, "That's for me to know and for you to never find out."

Charity gasped, recovering from the blow.

"Fear is my domain. I can taste your bitterness and anger towards me, and it is delicious. Let that burning hatred grow inside of you. Let it consume you. That's what I did..."

"Celestia was right; your heart really is as black as night isn't it?"

The only response Charity received was a sadistic grin from Sombra. Her green and purple misted eyes glowed more intensely. Her flowing black hair melded with the shadows around her, making it seem as if she was one with the darkness.

"Hmmm, should I kill you?" pondered the Empress, caressing her fingers over Charity's cheek as she looped around her. Her sharp, black fingernails barely scratching her soft skin, "No, I've got something better planned."

She stopped in front of Charity and stared at her for a few moments before gliding her hand over her crotch region. As she did this her hand glowed red slightly. Charity watched, unsure of what to expect. At first nothing happened, but then a lump started to form underneath the leather armor around that region. Using her sharpened fingernail, the queen cut a precise incision into the leather over top of the still forming lump. To Charity's surprise, out of the gap emerged a penis, growing larger with every passing second. It was rock hard, and, when it finally stopped growing, it was at least eight or nine inches long.

Smiling, the Queen looked down at the bewildered rebel and said, "It's a fun little spell. It enlarges your clitoris into a full sized penis. Now, if you don't mind..."

Grabbing Charity's head, who was still kneeling in front of the Queen, she held in securely in place before unexpectedly thrusting her large penis into Charity's half open mouth. She almost gagged as the Queen's member drove into her mouth and a little down her throat. Since her hands were tied behind her back, she was at the mercy of the Queen. Slowly, Sombra drew her now saliva-covered cock half way out before shoving it back in again. Charity's warm moist tongue twirled around the throbbing member in the confusion, only stimulating it even farther. It was obvious that the Queen was enjoying herself. She had her head thrown back and was trembling slightly. Her groaning only proved the theory further.

Soon her movements became persistent and unwavering. Charity could feel the rhythm and, although she wasn't enjoying it, was beginning to get into it. She thought that maybe, just maybe, if she gave the queen a good time she might not kill her when she was finished. She moved her warm slimy tongue along the stiff bottom of the Queen's member, sending waves of pleasurable sensations through her Empress. As Charity's tongue massaged her cock, the soft and velvety insides of her mouth embraced it tenderly. Charity could taste the the sticky pre-cum as it began to dribble out of the Queen's huge crown. She was nearing her climax and Charity didn't even want to think about what was going to happen next.

Charity could feel the slight pulse of the cock as it throbbed in her mouth, sliding back and forth over her tongue. The enormity of it filled her mouth, stuffing every inch. The Queen had her head flung back, taking in the pleasurable enjoyment. She tugged at Charity's hair, urging her to suck more intensely. Giving in to the Queen's demands, Charity began to twirl her tongue passionately around the stiff member and bob her own head back and forth in rhythm with the Queen's thrusts.

Without warning, Charity suddenly felt a the sensation of thick, stringy cum shoot down her throat as the Queen rapidly let out a large load into her mouth. Charity gagged as the viscous liquid spurted down her throat. The fact that the Queen's hard and still throbbing cock was still deep in her mouth didn't help much either. Glancing upwards, Charity noticed that the Queen was panting a little and had what seemed to be a relieved countenance. She let go of Charity's hair, which she had been gripping rather tightly, and drew out of the young molested girl's mouth.

Her large dick flopped down between her legs, only half erect. Some remaining drops of cum dribbled out of it as Charity tried to comprehend what had just occurred. A devious smile spread across Sombra's face as she stared down at Charity.

"That was fun, now wasn't it?" she asked as Charity coughed, "You've pleased me enough that I think I might just let you live. In fact, I think I'll let you go."

Astonished by what the Queen had just said, Charity looked up at her in shock. There was no way that she would let her go.

Chuckling fiendishly the Queen continued, "However, I'd like you to do one more favor for me first deary..."

She suddenly vanished in a dark cloud of purple smoke and reappeared, almost instantly, behind Charity, her face leaned in over her shoulder.

"...let’s just have a little more fun," she hissed.

She abruptly disappeared and reappeared in front of Charity again. Only this time, all of her clothing was gone. She was standing completely naked into front of Charity, her penis fully erect once more. Her colossal tits jiggled and she chortled devilishly, and her thin figure gleamed slightly in the dim fire light. Her red, green, and purple misted eyes, glowed more than ever as she snapped her fingers. The second the sharp clicking noise pierced through the darkness, Charity's clothes, and rope binding her hands, suddenly got ripped from her body. The remnants of them fell to the floor in tiny shredded pieces.

Letting out a small shriek of embarrassment, Charity used one of her hands to quickly cover up her exposed vagina, while she used her other arm to somewhat cover up her ample sized breasts. She could only imagine what the Queen was about to do to her. She was still a virgin; her first time couldn't be like this!

The Queen smirked as she waved her hands in opposite directions. Charity gasped as she suddenly got hit by an invisible wall of force. The magical force blew her backwards a little and pinned her to the cold stone floor. Before she had a chance to recover, the same magical force flipped her over onto her stomach and pressed her down so tightly that her boobs smushed against the floor. With a flick of the Queen's finger, it then raised her ass up into the air, while it continued to pin the upper half of her body down.

The nefarious Empress walked up behind Charity with a chilling gleam in her eye. Charity was utterly embarrassed and scared. Her most private parts were completely visible in the position that she was being held in, and she could do nothing but watch in fright as the Queen drew closer to her. She stopped directly behind Charity's butt and grabbed it firmly with both hands. The magical force was spreading her legs apart making it impossible for her to squeeze them together. She could feel the Empress's hardened cock rubbing up and down over her exposed, virgin vagina. Charity bit her lip; it would only be a matter of time before she penetrated her with it.

Queen Sombra chuckled as she began to massage Chairty's firm ass, making sure to smack it every once in awhile. Then, suddenly and without warning, the black-hearted Queen thrust her massive nine-inch dick into Charity's unsuspecting pussy. The young girl let out a sharp cry of pain as the large cock drilled into her, filling up her insides.

"Please no more!" she sobbed, biting her lip harder, "Take it out! Please take it out..."

"Are you scared?" laughed the Queen, clenching Charity's butt, "It's only half way in right now."

With that, she applied more pressure and shoved her large cock the rest of the way in. Charity could feel her tight vaginal walls wrapping around the dick as it penetrated through them, rubbing against them hard. It hurt a great deal, and she wished that the Queen would just take it out. Instead, the insensitive Queen continued to forcefully thrust her throbbing member in and out of Charity as she was helplessly being held in place by the invisible magic. Charity's eyes watered as she tried to hold back her tears to keep from crying. She could feel the Queen's grip tighten on her butt as she began to move her hips faster. Charity flung her head back letting out a small sharp gasp as the sensations she was already feeling intensified.

As much as she didn't want to admit it, the pain that she had originally felt was finally beginning to subdue and was, instead, being replaced with pleasure. With every thrust of the Queen's massive cock, a sensual tingling sensation would explode within Chairty's clitoris, which would then pulse throughout her entire body, thrilling her. She began taking short, fast breaths, which fell into rhythm with the Queen's quick pelvic movements. Her mind was beginning to go blank. She could think about nothing except the continual pounding of the thick member that was sliding deeply inside her.

Charity grimaced when the Queen suddenly pulled her head back by her hair in one hand and groped one of her breasts firmly with the other. The Queen began to fondle her breast roughly, every so often pinching her hardened nipple. Charity could feel her warm breath on the back of her neck. It sent cold shivers down her spine which mixed oddly with the unwanted sensual feelings. All the while, the continuous thrusting inside of Charity did not let up. The dim torch light cast flickering shadows of the two feminine figures that danced eerily on the chilled crystal walls. This went on for what seemed like ages to Charity. Her insides were churning with a mixture of fear and pleasure, along with her mind, which was completely numb of emotion by now. All she wanted was for it to stop and nothing more.

At that moment, the Queen suddenly grabbed Charity by the shoulders and whipped her around, pinning her against the floor on her back. Before she had time to realize what was going on the Queen laid down on top of her, smushing their large boobs together. She then rammed her still hardened dick back up into Charity again, causing both of them to throw their heads back a little. Sombra's long, black, flowing hair ran down into Charity's face. She could do nothing but stare into the Queen's swirling, fiery red eyes, which were surrounded by a hypnotizingly vibrant green and purple mist. Before she knew it, their lips were locked and she was having her mouth explored by the Empress's anxious tongue.

As much as she was trying to fight it, Chairty's wet vaginal walls were sucking tightly at the huge dick, almost begging for more. Her mind suddenly snapped back to reality when she heard the frightening sounds of the Queen's breathes becoming more rugged. It could only mean one thing; the Queen was reaching her climax.

"Stop!" screamed Charity, sobbing and attempting to fight back, "Don't come inside me! I'll get pregnant!"

Her weak resistance did nothing against Sombra's powerful, restraining magic. The only response she got was a despairingly fiendish chuckle from the Empress and another forceful thrust. At that moment, Sombra suddenly threw back her head and Chairty could feel lots of sticky hot come pour inside of her. It filled her up and oozed out of her pussy. The Queen quickly pulled her cock out and continued to spew large globs of warm semen all over Charity's body. It covered her legs, stomach, and tits. Some of it landing on her face and in her surprised, open mouth. After about thirty seconds, the waterfall of semen died down to a slow, but constant, drip.

Grinning, Queen Sombra stared down at her, "That's one perk of having a penis crafted by black magic; nearly an unlimited amount of cum."

Nervously, Charity swallowed what had landed in her mouth, fearing the possible consequences if she didn't.

"I said that I would kill you when I was finished with you," chuckled the Queen, twirling a strand of her hair, "But you have pleased me much more than I expected."

A small flicker of hope sparked inside of Charity's chest. There might still be a chance for her yet. She watched as the Queen stood up and walked back over to her throne. As she walked, her large dick slowly grew smaller and smaller until her body was returned to normal. Taking a seat, she leaned back and crossed her legs as if deep in thought. Charity's heart beat fast; she knew that the fate of her life rested in the evil Queen's hands.

"I've made up my mind!" announced Sombra as Charity struggled to her knees, "I will let you live."

Almost unable to believe what she had just heard, Charity closed her eyes in fatigue and gratefulness. However, her relief was short lived when she heard the sharp click of snapping fingers and suddenly felt the coldness of metal clamping around her neck. Opening her eyes, she immediately noticed that a metal choker had materialized around her neck. In Sombra's left hand was a thick metal chain that fell loosely across the stone floor and was welded to Charity's new choker.

"Yes, I will let you live. But as a result, you will serve as my permanent sex slave for the rest of your pitiful life," smiled the dark Empress, her countenance half hidden by the dancing torch lit shadows.