Author's Notes:

Just a small chapter about me feelings toward the ship FlashLight. Hope you enjoyed
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-22Jan2017

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“M...ee.”

“My queen.”

My slave? That insect better have a good reason for waking me. I guess she realizes I’m angry. She backs off in a bow and starts talking before I can blast her.

“My King asked me to wake you my Queen.” Rushing what she said in time before I can attack her. “He says there is a matter to attend to in the meeting hall concerning the movement of the princesses.”

I guess that’s a good enough reason to get out of bed. If it’s urgent then I don’t think I have time for a bath. The slaves are almost all asleep so I don’t really need to worry about looking dominant. I’ll just brush my mane, that should be enough.

After that it was a walk to the meeting hall. It felt like a long walk through the halls. As a trade off the darkness was comforting. The meeting hall lay just ahead. As I enter, Celestia and Luna were busy yelling at King Sombra while he was keeping a cool head as well as a confident smile. They were yelling about...something, I couldn’t tell at this point, they were both shouting over each other. They didn’t notice me until I sent a chair flying through the air and smashing against the wall. The room now mimicked a ghost town.

“Is there a reason you’re yelling at my king?”

“Twilight-.”

“That’s Queen Twilight to you, and you still haven’t answered my question.”

“We are leaving this wretched place and making a new colony with our subjects. Your ‘king’ is keeping us from taking back what is rightfully ours.”

“Shut up.” Luna grew a scowl at my disrespect. Then I look to my king. “What did they say?”

“They want to take all the ponies we captured from Equestria and create a settlement in the west. I was kind enough to make a counter offer. They can take one third of the captured ponies and move out but they still refuse.”

They were complaining about that? My king made those disrespectful insects the offer of a lifetime and they threw it back in his face by wanting more? How dare they act this way. Insulting my king is an insult towards me and that is something I can’t tolerate.

“My king said you can have one third of our Equestrian ponies and that’s what you are going to take. It’s either that or you can leave here empty hoofed.”

“Twilight-”

“My king has spoken!” I glared at them with hate in my eyes.

Luna was about to make a move but Celestia stopped her. It would seem that an extra thousand years of diplomacy has made her far wiser than her infant sister can ever be.

“Heel. That's a good girl Lulu.”

Again the night bitch was about to jump. Sunbutt intervened again but putting her hoof out in front of her sister. An obvious nodded ‘no’ and a moment to calm down was enough to subdue her. Celestia looked back to me.

“Thank you for your offer. We’ll leave at dawn. Let us leave them Sister.” With that, the two of them left the hall.

“Interesting,” Sombra walks up next to me, “I thought for sure you would take her side.”

“Why would you think that?”

“She was your former mentor and mother figure.”

“Former. Presently, you are my king and husband. My allegiance is to you, not to a failed princess.” He’s so bucking cocky as he tries to make a move on me before I push him away. “I don’t think so. You got me up early for this so you’re not getting any.”

“Fine by me I’ll just dine on some of that, mmm, fine plot later. But I can tell you’re stressed. What are you going to do?”

“Have some fun with my toy.”

“Don’t get too carried away.”

I’m sure he said something else but I was too focused on the fun yet to come. How was I going to play this time? I thought about it more and more as I made my way to the dungeon. It was all too soon that I made it to my destination, or was it not soon enough? Oh well.

“Open the door.”

The guards watching over the door began their work. Everything slowly came into view as the lead lined crystal door opened. There he was. That pathetic excuse for a leader. I enter the torture chamber and the door closes behind me. The crystals provide a surprising amount of light so no other source is necessary. I begin transmuting the air in the room into oxygen and force some of it down my prisoner's throat along with some dark magic. With a gasp of air life was restored.

“Oh good you’re up. I was hoping we could have some fun again. And when I say we, I of course mean me.”

“Please. When will yo-” I interrupted him with a paddle to the face.

“You know not to talk to your Queen like that. Onto the entertainment for the morning.” I walk to a random section of the wall that was lined with countless torture instruments. Most of them from the Dark Ages when torture was...a lot more fun. “Ah, let's start with this one.”

I grabbed the tool and my toy as he was about to hit me with something. When will he learn? No matter, I throw him the table near the back of the room and secure him with the straps. I shove the tool into his mouth and twist the knob a few times.

“Lesson number 205, this is called a choke pear or a pear of anguish. You can already feel the effects from when I twisted the screw here. You’re a smart enough pony, I’m sure you’ve already figured out what would happen if I continue right?” A swift nod came after. “Good. You know what I want, so don’t make me take it from you.”

I grabbed a few dozen spikes off another section of the wall.

“You remember these don’t you?” As he looked on in knowing horror I cast a spell to heat them up fast. “Your standard impaling spike.”

Shoving one through his stomach I was greeted with a beautiful sound. It sent a shiver down my spine. Oh yeah, starting off with a good one. This might become one of my top favorite sessions.

“Again.” Another spike came with it another scream of pleas-I mean pain. “That’s not enough, I want more.” Another stab. Again, again, and again. I got up real close. “What did you do wrong?” I remove the pear.

“I lead the resistance against you after Equestria was already conquered!”

Good thing dark magic can repair my hearing or I wouldn’t be able to enjoy this as much.

“And why did you do that?” Another spike was added to the pin cushion.

“AAAHHH-I was trying to get revenge for the pain you caused our families!”

“Who did you go to in hopes that they would help you fight back?” I didn’t add one this time so I could hear the name perfectly.

“Captain Armor! Your brother!”

“And,” I readied a spike in case I didn’t find his answer to my liking, “what did he say?”

“HE SAID NO! He didn’t want to go against his sister so he backed out! Instead of facing the enemy he ran to them like the scared coward he is! If I knew how weak he was I never would have joined the royal guard in the first place!” I backed off.

“Well done. I see you’ve been rehearsing your lines. That was much better than last time.” I pulled out all the spikes at once causing the best sound yet. “Mmm. Almost there. Onto lesson number 206.”

I attach two of the same tool to the side of the table. Grabbing his wings in my magic I pull them out so the tissue of the wing is inside the device. Fear gripped his face.

“These are called wing screws. It was originally called thumb screws but modified for the use of pegasi from a different species. You’ve gotten me this far in such a short time so I’ll make you a promise. Make me finish quick enough and I’ll end your suffering faster. Deal?” Another quick nod came from my toy. “Here we go.”

“AAAAAHHHHH!” He nearly blew out my ear drum as I cut off his balls and manhood. “Please kill me! I can’t take it any more! Please end the pain, whatever it takes!”

“Not enough.” I jumped onto the table standing over him. “Give me more!”

I tightened one of the wing screws completely which punctured the table and nearly ripping off half the wing. I was getting there, but I need more. I tightened the other screw just as tight if not more so. I was on the edge ready to burst.

Leaning down I put both hooves around his neck while having the music of ecstasy ring in my ears. Using my magic I grabbed his whole skull, and with one quick motion, I twisted it 180 degrees. I felt the bones snap and grind against my hooves. Once everything stopped moving, I continued to twist until the head popped off.

“AAAAAHHHHH!”

Feeling the blood drip down my chest and hooves cinched it for me. The warmth spread all over my body until the cool chamber air overtook me soon after. My climax died off slowly and I was left with a headless corpse below me. Time to piece him back to together again. I morph into my shadow form then surround his body, head and blood.

Same routine over and over again. Piecing him back together was always kinda fun and a chore at the same time. I always have to concentrate on the smallest details. Where do the blood vessels link? Where to the nerves go? Which way does the heart face? I always get that part wrong. Finally I got him back in one piece. All that’s left is bring him back to life, another reason I love dark magic, it can do almost anything including bring back the dead. I cast the proper spells and stood back to watch my hoofiwork.

“*gasp* You couldn’t bring me back any less painful could you?”

“Let me think...no. It’s more fun that way.” I materialize between him and the doorway, free of blood of course. “Besides, you need to feel alive again don’t you? Pain is a good indicator.”

“What now, leave me here to run out of oxygen until you want to ‘play’ again?”

“That’s the plan. Be a pal and clean my toy’s then put them back on the shelves will you?”

“Are you going to answer my question?”

“What question?”

“You know what I mean. The one question I ask everytime we do this show. Why did you marry Sombra and not me?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”

I walk out the into the dungeon as the guards close the gate behind me. Before I could go much farther, Sombra stopped me for a chat. If only I had the guts to kill him.

“That was a fast session you had.”

“Your point?”

“Can’t a king make sure his queen is having a good time with her toys?”

“You can shove it. That’s what you can do.”

Sombra got right in my face which made me stop in my tracks. Damn he smells good. Like pure testosterone coated with blood on a warm spring morning. By the stars I want him to take me!

“I know what I can shove,” he get’s close to my ear and whispers, “and I know where I can shove it.”

My knees grew weak as I barely had the strength to stand. I had to leave while I still could. Walk-screw that, I was running out of there. I ran all the way to my bed chambers and slammed the door. I then realized how out of breath I was when I slumped against the door. Note to self, I need to work more on my physical stamina.

“Flash Sentry could never compare to you, my king.”