Cadance is found

"Awaken my pet, awaken for your Goddess, your true Mistress and for your QUEEN!" Nightmare Rarity demanded, almost screaming. Twilight blinked, the haziness in her eyes snapping back to reality. Twilight's senses sharpened, like a drunk mare quickly becoming sober as she began to reprocess her surroundings. Despite herself Nightmare Rarity could not but feel her heart skip a beat in her chest. Had she made a mistake? A miscalculation? Surely not with the Root of Magic in her possession but still the anxiety worried her.

Those anxieties proved to be for naught, as in that next moment a wide, submissive grin broke across her face. She got up to her feet, stretching whatever remained of her outfit away from her breasts and pussy and displayed them prominently to Nightmare Rarity. A reminder that they, like her, belonged to the dark Queen now.

"My Queen." Twilight said, caressing her body slowly. "My Goddess."

"Tell me what it's like my pet." Nightmare Rarity purred, leaning back on a chair she had summoned with her magic. "Tell me what it's like to be in the presence of your goddess. To feel my radiance upon your skin."

"It's indescribable, my Queen. To be in your presence, you're so majestic. Your skin is as majestic as a moonless night, every strand of fur of yours shine with perfection. And your body... your body." Twilight sighs blissfully. "It's perfect, it's divine, it's even better than our Mistress's body. It's perfect. I have to serve you, I need to serve that."

"That's right my pet." Nightmare Rarity purred, bringing two fingers to Twilight's chin and lifting it gently so that Twilight was staring into Nightmare Rarity’s perfect orbs. “You do.”

“What do we do about Mistress, my Queen?” Twilight asked, her fingers twiddling. “And my Master? They won’t understand, will they? They won’t understand your perfection like I will.”

“Hush, hush my little pet. Don’t ruin your brilliant mind with such tedious anxieties. I have a plan dear, a most brilliant plan that I assure you will make everything just right.” Nightmare Rarity said, placing a finger to Twilight’s lips. “And you will play your part in it. Most excellently I would think, you and the power entrusted in you through the Root of Loyalty.”

There was a gasp, sharp and worried, but it wasn’t from Twilight. It was from outside the door. Nightmare Rarity’s magnificent head turned, her eyes narrowed and were enchanted to allow her to see through the wall. Despite herself, Nightmare Rarity’s heart skipped a beat.

It was Cadance.

Cadance had noticed that Nightmare Rarity had noticed her. Nightmare Rarity only had half a second to react, but thankfully she was able to throw up a magical barrier to prevent Cadance from teleporting. Cadance was not going to give up there though, and had turned to flee, relying on her wings to take her to safety.

At least the alicorn was smart enough to know that she was no match for someone of Nightmare Rarity’s perfection. Alas it would not help her, Nightmare Rarity simply needed to briskly walk through the portrait door and with a snap of her fingers closed off the dungeon entrance with an unbreakable magical barrier.

“Cadance?” Twilight asked, walking through after Nightmare Rarity. She seemed to be conflicted, her eyes darting between Nightmare Rarity and Cadance. Eyes filled with guilt as they looked upon Cadance. Not surprising as Twilight thought of Cadance as her hero. “What were you doing here?”

“Twilight, fight it. For our Master, for our Mistress, for me.” Cadance begged, even as magical chains shot out of the floor and bound themselves around Cadance’s neck, wrists and ankles. But she knew it was hopeless, not against magic as powerful as Nightmare Rarity’s.

“I’m sorry Cadance, you’ve always been my hero.” Twilight said sadly, eyes fixed to Cadance’s busty chest, but more to avoid looking at her eyes than anything perverted. “But she’s my goddess.”

“Good girl Twilight.” Nightmare Rarity said, patting Twilight’s behind as if she was patting a young child.

“You won’t get away with this. Our Master has already found out about this deception. One question from him and your done for.” Cadance promises Nightmare Rarity defiantly.

But Nightmare Rarity just gives a soft, chuckle. A chuckle as beautiful as music yet as sinister as screams. “Fufufu…. Do you honestly think I would fall for such an obvious bluff? Do you underestimate my brilliant mind Cadance simply because of my magnificent body? I know you haven’t sent a message to your Master and are now completely at my mercy. Fufufufu…”

Nightmare Rarity can see that Cadance hadn’t given up. She was still a powerful alicorn and was still going to resist to the bitter end.

…at least that was what it seemed. But as Nightmare Rarity examined Cadance’s eyes she was quite amused to see the Princess being distracted. “See something you like me dear?” Nightmare Rarity did a little flourish of her body.

“Y-you’re very similar to our Mistress.” Cadance’s confession escaped through her teeth before she could stop it. From the way her eyes widened, it looked like she very much wish she could take those words back.

“I do, don’t I?” Nightmare Rarity’s voice was dripping with false modesty. “I am so perfect, aren’t I? More perfect than any other mare in the world, including my soft counterpart.” Cadance made a noise of disgust. “Oh you deny it? Well no matter, I’ll simply prove it to you.”

Nightmare Rarity was now towering over Cadance, her body lifted on platform high heels formed by magic. She pressed her body against Cadance’s, every inch of her dark titflesh smothering Cadance’s own pink tits. “Or do you think you can look away? Run away to our Master? When the face of a goddess is before you?”

“My only goddess is my Mistress.” But Cadance’s voice was cracking and her body was betraying her. She was shivering with arousal, her nipples could be seen pressing against the thin fabric of her outfit. Her breathing was becoming quicker, and Nightmare Rarity could hear her heart pounding against her chest.

“Such loyalty. It’s admirable.” Nightmare Rarity covered her mouth with her right hand as she chuckled. “But alas it’s misplaced. But perhaps it could be corrected.” The dark goddess snapped her fingers. “Twilight, be a dear and come here.”

Twilight came shuffling out, and it didn’t take a genius for Cadance to figure out what she was about to do. “You’re nothing like our true Mistress. Nothing like the Diamond in the Horde. Your bodies may be similar, and your rich ebony fur may be divine but it cannot compare to the ivory majesty of-“

“I’m going to stop you right there, my pet.” Nightmare Rarity said, holding up an immaculate hand. “Whilst I’m quite certain you have a fantastic speech prepared, I’m afraid it’s quite irrelevant.” She turned to Twilight. “My dear Twilight, would you please explain to Cadance, with the power of that lovely root of yours, why Cadance should as a loyal member of her Master's horde worship me instead of Spike. And only me, above all others. Please explain to her where her true loyalties should lie.”

“Twilight, don’t-“

“Now.” Nightmare Rarity demanded, with a firm squeeze of Twilight’s bubbly flanks. Twilight had a split second of hesitation, lingering loyalty to her Mistress, Master and her idol Cadance, but it passed quickly.

"Cadance, if you are truly loyal to the horde you will listen to me." Twilight was speaking quickly now. Unacceptable hesitation was still stuck in her heart, but Nightmare Rarity was able to dislodge it by slipping one of her elegant, flexible fingers exploring Twilight’s tight cunt. Her fingers like ice in the boiling cauldron of lust.

“Yes Twilight. I-I understand.” Cadance’s face was scrunched up, it must be difficult trying to figure out which thoughts in your head were yours and which was Twilight’s. But even if she logically knew they were implanted, she could not possibly resist Twilight’s power. Nightmare Rarity rewarded Twilight with a finger pressed against Twilight’s G-spot, but with it came a silent order. 'Go Further.'

Twilight, the ever well trained **** that she was, got the silent message loud and clear. "Cadance, Rarity may be our Mistress, and Spike our Master but-" Twilight swallowed, but dutifully pointed to Nightmare Rarity. "-she is our Queen, our Goddess. We should serve her, serve her above all others. She is perfection given flesh, just as it's our duty as members of our horde to serve our Master and Mistress because they are superior, we should serve Nightmare Rarity above them because she is even more perfect. Rarity may be the diamond in the horde, but she... she is an entire diamond palace."

The analogy might not have been perfect, Nightmare Rarity did not think there was any mortal term that would accurately describe her own majesty. But she supposed she might as well tolerate it. It seemed to be enough to make the gears turn in Cadence's head. Nightmare Rarity had to hide another disdainful chuckle behind her hand. To think this was once the holier than thou Princess of Love.

Cadance turned to Nightmare Rarity, her eyes now glazed over with awe. Her body trembled as her violet eyes racked over Nightmare Rarity's perfect form. Soaking in the wavy, illustrious mane, the dark Goddess's perfect form, her stiff nipples and tight pussy that glittered like dark diamonds. Her titanic, perfectly shaped tits and amazingly hourglass figure. Every aspect of her simply radiated perfection.

"M-my Queen." Cadance gasped, falling to her knees as one ought to do before any goddess. "Please forgive your unworthy cunt. She was naïve and ignorant to not recognise your perfection."

"Oh?" Nightmare Rarity chuckled in false modesty. "How so?"

"Where would I even begin to describe your perfection?" Cadance panted, her entire body vibrating with emotion. To see this gorgeous, sexy, busty and surprisingly manipulative Princess of Love debase herself before Nightmare Rarity was quite a turn on for the dark goddess. Arousal surged through her veins with every compliment she received. "Your beauty would inflict such dark desires among all stallions and mares alike. Every inch of your skin is as glistens like the night sky, your strand of hair as radiant as a star. Even now I wish to do nothing but to serve such perfection, no greater purpose than to serve such a dark, terrible and yet divine masterpiece."

"What a good girl you are." Nightmare Rarity purred, her voice dripping like poisoned honey as she conjures for herself a throne made of dark onyx and glittering diamonds that radiated dark magic. Her perfect thighs spread as she beckoned Cadance closer with a finger. "Come. Serve."

Cadance had been the first **** in Spike's harem, the one he'd accidentally created. That was what Cadance had explained to Rarity before, through her Nightmare Rarity knew as well. She was once so pure-hearted, but that single question had revealed such a surprisingly manipulative side to her. But now the first **** of the dragon's horde was eating out her cunt. Cadance started slow, with small worshipful kisses on her Queen's perfect pussy. Her wide eyes gazing up at Nightmare Rarity with adoration, her nostrils inhaling as much of the dark Queen's perfect scent as possible.

Her long, deft tongue was next, and the dark Queen had to admit she was skilled. Cadance's tongue was deliberate yet eager at the same time, carefully exploring the exquisite depths that made up Nightmare Rarity's perfect pussy. "Oh this is simply marvellous. My lesser half's first ****, turned into such a perfect **** for my pussy. And to think she calls herself the Princess of Love, that the naïve mouth-breathing common folk come to her seeking advice on love and romance. If only they could see her now.

And soon the entirety of the horde, and through them the whole world would be hers. All she needed was one Princess.

Nightmare Rarity snapped her fingers. "Twilight. It's time, use that magnificent power of yours. Use it to bring the entirety of Spike’s horde under my control. It’s time for your queen to gain her kingdom.”

For a moment she imagined all the horde bowing her feet. From the humble Fluttershy to the mighty Umbra, from the simple Applejack to even her own counterpart the elegant, beautiful and gorgeous Rarity herself. Alas her dream was to denied to her by Twilight’s next words.

“I’m sorry my goddess, please understand that even the power of the Root of Loyalty is limited.” Twilight pleaded, her eyes fixed to the floor as if fearing execution. “The Root doesn’t work that way. Instead it must spread, like a whisper. One pony tells another of their new loyalties, who then tells another. A new set of principles and loyalties that starts from me.”

It was true. Nightmare Rarity remembered now, she had gotten carried away. Twilight had yet to introduce her Root of Loyalty to a massive organisation at once, as such Nightmare Rarity had let the technicalities of how Twilight’s power slip her mind. But no matter, whether Twilight would spin the minds and loyalties of Spike’s harem one, two or a hundred at a time, it made no difference to her.

“It is quite alright, Twilight. A setback perhaps, but nothing to worry about. It is not as if there is anything that could hinder my plans now. Not with your power and a mind as intelligent as my own. Fufufufu.” Nightmare Rarity stood, dispelling her temporary throne with a flick on her wrist. She spread her legs and stood over Cadance, magnificent thighs squeezing her face like a walnut. “Besides it’s said that good things come to those that wait and I assure you that a little patience is hardly beyond a being as perfect as myself.”

She seized Cadance’s horn, pulling her deeper into Nightmare Rarity’s pussy. The pleasure, the heat, the skill and most of all the thrill of having the power was enough to soon send the dark goddess over the edge, cumming over the Princess of Love’s face.

For a few moments she stood in wobbly feet, drinking in the afterglow of her divine orgasm. Truly Cadance looked beautiful with the femcum a dark goddess staining her face. The erotic fluids of the dark queen like the most perfect makeup even on the beautiful Cadance's face. Nightmare Rarity was all to eager to continue to keep using her corrupted Princess of Love as her personal fuckslave. Alas she had work to do, and ambition waited for no one.

"Stand my ****, I have a mission for you. A mission I'm quite certain you will complete." Nightmare Rarity ordered, with a flick of her wrist. Cadance naturally did not hesitate to obey. "You are to be my herald, go to each and every member of the dragon's harem and speak to them of my magnificence. Explain to them their true purpose, and their duty to obey me. Meanwhile I will enjoy this tasty morsel here." Nightmare Rarity gave Twilight Sparkle's ass another firm slap and earned for herself a yelp of arousal from Twilight.

"Of course, my Queen. I will be your prophet, your herald my Goddess. I will explain the truth to Spike's harem, I will explain where their true loyalty should lie. Who is truly the greatest diamond in the horde." Cadance was beaming, dressing herself with her magic, eyes glazed in adoration.

"Away with you then." Nightmare Rarity said with a wave of her hand. Once Cadance had left, Nightmare Rarity closed the portrait door behind herself and Twilight. "Alone once more, and with the opportunity to have my fun with you."

Nightmare Rarity looked around the secret room, it was simply distasteful. A dungeon, with cold, lifeless stone floor, a chilly draft from cracking walls, and not a shred of light. It had been acceptable enough when she had been twisting Twilight, but now she desired a much more befitting base from which she could engineer her schemes. Thankfully through Rarity's eyes and the Root of Magic, Nightmare Rarity had acquired the perfect power in order to make it a reality. Funny enough a book on dark magic that Spike himself had been so kind to provide for her.

With a flash of green magic, she unleashed a ripple of magic throughout the room. The proportions and dimensions twisted in on each other, making the small dungeon that had originally been no bigger than a small cellar, expand into that of a small ballroom. Windows, magically enchanted to resemble a starry, beautiful night, were draped in rich, velvet curtains in a dark blue. The floor was that of an intricately detailed mosaic of Nightmare Rarity's dark body, fully naked of course and without a single stone out of place. On the walls, between the windows, were erotic paintings made with a skill beyond a great renaissance pony. For now all but two were empty canvases, but those two that were there depicted Twilight and Cadance in all their sexy, erotic beauty. Their forms in the paintings were much darker and much more terrible than their true forms, but only because Nightmare Rarity liked to imagine that they did not merely depict their bodies, but also their souls. All the light in the room came from enchanted starlight from the windows, or the chandelier that hung from the ceiling whose flames burned a gorgeous indigo rather than orange.

And of course in the centre of the room, flanked by two marble statues of herself, was Nightmare Rarity's throne. Made of gleaming obsidian, and gleaming dark diamond, amongst the dark aura of the room the throne gleamed much like the moon in a starless sky. Or perhaps like a diamond in a horde, a perfect throne room, right under the nose of her enemy from which Nightmare Rarity could prepare all her schemes and plots.

"Come dear Twilight." Nightmare Rarity purred, inviting her to serve the dark queen. “I desire to taste your flesh tonight.”

Nightmare Rarity’s grin was like the fangs of a vampire, but it wasn’t blood that she wanted to feast on. Oh no. Twilight Sparkle was a special treat, the hero who had defeated Nightmare Moon, Queen Chrysalis, Tirek and so many others. She was the hero of Equestria, the vanquisher of evil.

But now that hero belonged to Nightmare Rarity. Now instead of her studious magic being directed to saving Equestria it would now be devoted to making Nightmare Rarity’s pussy wet and spreading her evil. Yes turning Equestria’s greatest hero into her evil sex **** and minion would be quite the treat indeed. A great perversion of everything the people of Equestria once knew.

Twilight Sparkle was approaching, every step she took was tepid and hesitant. Like she was approaching her grand coronation, the moment her whole life had unknowing be built towards. She walked sexily though, swaying her hips and her tits as she walked. She had been so eager to learn from Cadance, and the eager student had taken to Cadance's lessons well. Now those lessons would not be wasted on a dragon as weak as Spike, but instead they would be better suited serving a true Queen like herself.

"How would you like me to please you, my Queen?" Twilight asked shyly. Biting her lip and running a hand over her body, Nightmare Rarity could practically hear her mind whirling. Wondering if and how would her Queen would want her to serve her, no doubt mentally keeping checklists of all the lessons Cadance had taught her about pleasing women and wondering which would help her most. For her part Nightmare Rarity shuffled a little, raising herself so there was just enough space for Twilght to fit her pretty purple head in.

"I think I'm looking for a ride tonight." Nightmare Rarity said with an amused smile. Nodding Twilight took her position, it was somewhat difficult to achieve but Twilight managed it well enough. "Now it's time for you to put that tongue of yours to good use."

She plunged her pussy over Twilight's face, engulfing her nostrils with the sweet nectar of Nightmare Rarity's perfect, sweet scent. Her eyes would see nothing but the majestic sight of Nightmare Rarity's pussy. Her senses were overwhelmed so that the only touch that she registered in her mind was the touch of her Queen's perfect skin, and the taste of her perfect pussy on her tongue. For Nightmare Rarity the experience was delightful, Twilight's skills were growing by the day and matching with a great, submissive passion. Perfect for a student that so desperately wanted to impress her teacher, whether that teacher was Celestia, Cadance or herself, Twilight was always eager to please.

"Look at you. Equestria's greatest hero, worshipping my evil cunt. If only Celestia could see you now. Fufufu." Nightmare Rarity took the opportunity to idly grope one of Twilight's tits.

"E-evil? My Queen, what could be evil about worshipping your divine pussy? How can it be wrong when you so clearly deserve to be worshiped?" Twilight asked between licks, her mind clearly struggling to comprehend the idea of a being as perfect as Nightmare Rarity being evil. Such an amusing case of naivety.

"But I am Twilight, and you know what? I'm even better for it." Nightmare Rarity felt such a thrill at the idea of corrupting Equestria's greatest hero. "It makes me sexy, the knowledge I can just take what I want, and have it all. That's what I am. I am superior and I've learned to embrace it."

She could feel Twilight Sparkle speeding up now, even as some part of her was confused. It was as if the conflict was fuelling her lust and Nightmare Rarity was all too eager to capitalise on it. "So here's what you're going to do my little Twilight. I want you to become sexier for me, I want you to become the ultimate sex ****, as is what a being as perfect as myself deserves. For that I want you to let me into your mind, to reshape it as one would reshape clay. You can do that for me, can't you?"

Even with her mouth full of pussy, Twilight Sparkle was able to nod her head frantically. Whatever mental defences she might have had were shattered, like a stone wall reduced to dust and Nightmare Rarity was free to explore. Oh it made her pussy boil, to refine the minds of other ponies this way. Whilst Rarity might enjoy to fashion dresses, Nightmare Rarity much preferred to to fashion minds. And oh what a treat she found in Twilight's mind.

Because deep within Twilight's subconscious there was another personality lurking within her, one that might have been given form when she had first become an alicorn, or perhaps had grown from Twilight's subconscious desire to learn more about the dark, the forbidden, the taboo. And Nightmare Rarity had so much in common with it, perhaps it would be nice to meet her.

"Twwwiligght..." Nightmare Rarity cooed, voice like a mother singing a lullaby to their child. "There's someone I would like to meet. Someone deep in your mind whose ever so sexy, ever so cruel and I would like to see be my **** ever so much."

Twilight's licks slowed, a mounting confusion growing across her face. She looked so ****, so worried about displeasing her Mistress, until slowly realisation broke across her face. "You don't mean-"

"Midnight Sparkle dear." Nightmare Rarity was now stroking her hand down Twilight's enlarged breasts, almost motherly rather than sexually. "I want her. You can see how she and I are so similar. And I'll be quite perfectly honest my sweet pet, having her as my **** would be quite the turn on."

To demonstrate her point, Nightmare Rarity placed a single, perfectly manicured finger into her cunt and felt her pussy boiling in anticipation for what was about to come next.

“So you see Twilight, I want you to become her. I want you to become Midnight Sparkle.” Nightmare Rarity was speaking softly and sweetly, but her fanged smile was anything but. To any other invidual this decision would be recklesss and dangerous, but Nightmare Rarity had the power of the Root of Magic and with it the ability to bind even a **** like Midnight Sparkle.

Slowly, very slowly though Twiligiht’s eyes started to burn with an eerie, ghostly fire. Her body started to burn away her innocence, her kindness and her natural form and replaced it with a harsh, waspish figure and a cruel smile. Twilight Sparkle was asleep and Midnight Sparkle was alive now. Every bit as enslaved to Nightmare Rarity, and yet also eager to unleash her power on the unsuspecting ponies of Equestria.

“Oh you’re playing with fire my Queen. But I suppose I should be grateful, getting rid of soft, weak Twilight and letting me roam free. But I suppose I should be grateful for that.” She said, tongue rolling across her lips.

“What can I say, I find the wicked quite divine.” They kissed, Nightmare Rarity quickly overpowering Midnight Sparkle, as their hands explored each other’s bodies. Nightmare Rarity’s touch was explict, knowing exactly where to touch Midnight Sparkle to explicit the sweetest moans and most explicit of squeals. Not that Midnight Sparkle was unwilling to return the favour. Oh no, she lacked her Queen’s ungodly skill, but she had passion and a eagerness to please. Something they both shared.

Their hands drifted lower, Nightmare Rarity’s found their way to Midnight Sparkle’s busty tits. Each a good, plentiful handful and she took great joy is wrapping her succulent lips around each nipple and tasting them.

“Tastes…wicked… spicy.” Nightmare Rarity said with a wicked grin as Midnight Sparkle had to bite her lips hard enough to draw blood to stop from screaming.

“Feels, feels so good. Much better than that pathetic Spike.” She gasped, perhaps a lie but certain to be true in good time.

“High praise indeed, he is no slouch. But soon he, like all, is most certain to find himself in his rightful place, below me. And all his dearest harem slaves will be most eager to be twisted and corrupted like you." Nightmare Rarity was getting wet just thinking about it. "Fuck it's getting too much. You're Queen is getting pent up my little Midnight, and I need you to serve her."

Getting on her knees and spreading Nightmare Rarity's glorious thighs with her long nailed fingers, Midnight got to work pleasuring her Mistress with her tongue. She might not have Twilight's equal submissive eagerness, but Midnight Sparkle was eager to experiment. Using her magic to enhance the shape and texture of her tongue in Nightmare Rarity's pussy. "Oh, FUCK! I think we're in for a very pleasurably midnight. But first there's a spell we need to cast, as a precaution."

Meanwhile, as Nightmare Rarity enjoyed her new demon sex ****, Cadance was busy fulfilling her new Queen's every order. Much of the palace guard had already been inducted by Gleaming Shield, and as such it was a simple matter to explain to a few of them where their true allegiances should lie now, and for them to spread the word. A little game of Chinese whispers but instead of the whisper, what would change was the loyalties of the guards themselves. Cadance counted that she must have told at least fifty guards over the last few hours, and each and every one of them had been instructed to spread the word. After finally tracking down her dear Gleaming Shield she felt comfortable enough to know that the entire guard, and through them the entirety of Spike’s harem would soon be brought under control. She had already arranged for Rainbow Dash to head to Ponyville to inform the likes of Zecora and Starlight what was going on.

She was doing checklists, how many were there left to inform? Rarity for starters, she didn’t know where she was right now, and there was always the possibility that she would be a threat with her own root of magic. And then there was Spike himself, did he count as part of the harem? Would the Root of Loyalty work for him or was he exempt? Not technically being part of the harem?

Cadence didn’t know, but truthfully she did not quite care, she had been so long without her Queen’s beauty, without her goddess’s instruction. She wanted to tell her about her success, and how things were progressing. She wanted to see the smile on her face, and pleasure in her voice, the gratitude in her eyes. Cadance was skipping towards the dungeons now, humming a tune and dripping from the cunt.

"Cadance, there you are." Cadance froze on the spot. That voice belonged to a dragon, only one dragon. She turned on her heel and saw Spike, the Master of the horde. He couldn't know the truth, one question from Spike could bring everything to ruin. Why did he have to be here now? When Cadance so desperately wanted to be reunited with Cadance.

"Spike." She answered curtly. "What do you want?"

"Is something-" He paused. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong Master." Cadance said, but her body language betrayed her. She avoided eye contact, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth. Her Queen needed her, why was her time being wasted. "I just have duties to return to."

"Something is clearly wrong, I order you to tell me what's wrong." Spike said, genuinely concerned. He may have been the Master of the harem, but he always wanted all his slaves to be happy in the harem. Not like their goddess, if he was so perfect than he would not bother making his slaves happy. All that would matter would be his benefit, just like how Nightmare Rarity felt.

"I'm telling you Master, it's nothing.” Cadance snapped, but she realised she had made a mistake as soon as she said it. Because she had just disobeyed an order from the Master of the Horde, a direct order, she froze, now knowing there was no way to smooth order what she was talking about.

“Cadence, will you tell me the truth?” Spike asked, his voice polite and yet filled with tranquil fury.

Cadance had been the first to be changed by the Root of Honesty, if one did not include Spike’s promise to Rarity, so she knew what was going to happen next. But there was no avoiding it, it was like her entire rationale had been flipped on her head. Her train of thought had switched tracks.

It all made perfect sense in her head, why was she so worried about secrecy before? What a waste it was? It was time to gloat, to rub it in Spike’s face how he was about to lose everything and that a true Mistress, a true goddess was about to take everything that should be hers.

“You’ve been a fool Spikey, a stupid, naive fool.” Cadance’s voice had lost any of its kindness, subtly or warmth. Now it was like Chrysalis’s voice, cruel and harsh.

“Cadance?”

“You act like your this great Master, in charge of everything. So sexy, so perfect, but you couldn’t even realise that Rarity was replaced.” Cadance cackled, enjoying the way that Spike’s jaw dropped.

“Replaced? How? That’s impossible, we caught Chrysalis.” Spike said, running a hand over his head.

“Oh did you think that only Chrysalis could disguise herself magically? Did you not notice how Rarity was convincing you to make me serve Chrysalis. To adore her? Didn’t that seem strange for the diamond in the horde.” Cadance cackled, her grin so wide.

Spike’s eyebrows furrowed. “That did seem strange. But how is this possible? Will you tell me, everything?”

If there was any hope to keep the truth a secret through some loophole, that question eliminated it completed.

“Why of course? I mean you only had to ask. I only wish my Queen got to see the look on your face.” Cadance said, eyes downcast in shame that she was truly robbing her Mistress of her rightful pleasure. “You fools never even realised that the Root of Magic could be held by more than one person. After all do you not remember Nightmare Rarity.”

“But she was defeated.” Cadance giggled.

“Yes, once. But that was before the Root of Magic and before she was given a form of her own.” Cadance said, her eyes now becoming dreamy as she saw Nightmare Rarity in her mind’s eye. “And through that she could do everything Chrysalis could do, everything Rarity could do but better.”

“But how? How did she meet Chrysalis? How did she gain her own form? How did she replace Rarity?” Spike begged but Cadance gave only a smug shrug.

“I don’t know, my goddess has been coy. I suppose lesser minds like ours could hope to understand her genius.” Cadance gave a shrug.

“But why are you on her side? Why aren’t you still loyal to me? You’ll tell me right?”

“Oh of course, Master.” Cadance said the last word with no small amount of sarcasm. “You see with Chrysalis’s magic in her and mastered beyond all reason it was all too easy for my goddess to seduce Twilight with her beauty and her genius. She twisted it until Twilight was a good little fanatic for her, a good worshipper who recognised her divine presence.”

“So then that’s means…with the Root of Loyalty.” Spike said slowly, careful not to ask the wrong question and confirm his worst fears. Not that it would matter anyway.

“How correct you are, Spikey-Wikey. I’ve just finished telling everyone here at the Crystal Palace what Twilight told me. And Rainbow Dash has probably told everyone in Ponyville the same thing. That Nightmare Rarity is our true goddess and our true Queen. That she is greater than both you and the diamond in your horse. That she is the one worthy of worship. More than you or Rarity could ever hope to be.”

“Ah but none of that’s going to happen though. Because all I need to do is ask one simply question. Did her plan fa-AGHH!”

Spike couldn’t explain what happened, but it was like his lips had been **** shut, and that his throat was closing up like he was experiencing some terrible allergic reaction.

“Oh it seems that our Queen predicted that, with her dark magic I suppose she made some contingency plans.” Cadance said with false sweetness.

“Is Rarity he-agh! Is Twilight fr- Aagh! Is nightmare rarity my sl-AHH!” Spike tried many combinations but the dark magic stopped him every time.

“Oh give it up Spikey, my goddess is too smart for you. I tried but it was all in vain. There’s no combination she didn’t predict, you’re going to be her ****. I’m sure she’ll have a place for you in her harem, high above the others. The diamond in her horde, poetic don’t you think?” Cadance said, stroking his head motherly.

“Did you trick her?” Spike said, and finally some luck. It seemed there were limits to the spell after all. “Did you find a way to return to my side?”

He’d done it, spoken the magic words! Cadance now remembered that as her mind threatened to be consumed she placed just a small part of her true loyalties in the back of her mind. In a small sealed part that was waiting for the right moment to spring freeze

Now was that moment as the true Cadance took over, forcing the **** of Nightmare Rarity into the deepest reaches of her subconscious.

“Spike? Spike what have I done? I’ve betrayed you, I betrayed Rarity. It was the Root of Loyalty Spike, it’s insidious. What do we do now?”

“I’m just glad you’re back to normal. We have to get out of here and find Rarity.” Spike said, placing his hands on her shoulders. Relief filling his heart.

“Yes, let’s go.” Cadance said before using traditional alicorn magic to teleport them both out of the castle.

A/N: So this was a commission from TwinFriendz. I can only work on one commission at a time at the moment, and am working on one already before people start asking. But bear in mind that it would be £16 (British pounds) per thousand words.)