The concert begins (Vote chapter)

Before them were thousands upon thousands in the crowd, and through the cameras, their music was sure to be broadcast throughout all of Equestria for those who still wished to stand against the tide of their Master’s control. Soon, they would all be falling under his spell and the world would see little more resistance to their Master’s rule.

Octavia was shaking in her seat, she had set this all up. She had been the one to pray to Luna and the one to meet with Widow. Now Vinyl had been enslaved by Widow to join them and she had helped enslave the three most popular singers in Equestria. There was only one more task left, the Stablestock concert itself. Octavia was so anxious.

“Nervous, my dear?” A sultry voice said from behind her and turning around she could see Widow approaching her.

“Nervous? Maybe a little, but excited more than anything. With this done, nothing will stand in our Master’s way.” Octavia said giddily. The stage had been set now, with no expense spared. Erotic crystals from the Crystal Empire had been enchanted to help draw the crowd into their Master's control. Luna had made sure to spare no expense, dazzling light shows, smoke machines, and outfits that were made from the finest, sluttiest materials that money could buy. It was all perfect.

“Naturally. The microphones, speakers and broadcast are all enchanted with my hypnotic magic, plus what I was able to acquire from my studies in siren magic. It won’t be long now. Ah, I see the crowd is here, all such delusional little prudes.” Widow chuckled, eyeing the crowds like they were lambs to the slaughter. “I see your wife is up there with her microphone now. It seems we’re ready to begin, you had better join her.”

Indeed, Octavia could spot Vinyl making her way to the commentary booth, so she rushed to join her as they would be commentating. Vinyl saw Octavia come in and smiled.

“Looks like it’s timeto put an end to this backwards prudish backlash.” Vinyl said, gripping Octavia’s hand as she took her seat. “Hey Tavi, thanks for mindfucking me into Master’s sex slave. I’m glad we don’t have to fight about this anymore.”

“Of course, Vinyl, and I assume you’ll also forgive me for keeping this a secret and sneaking out to strip at Luna’s Whorepalacein turn?” Octavia asked

“Only if you let me join you sometime.” she grinned and Octavia nodded before turning on their mic and beginning Stablestock.

“Greetings one and all for the Stablestock celebrations, we’ve got a busy schedule starting, so I hope that you’re all sitting comfortably.” Octavia said, but Vinyl rolled her eyes.

“You sound like a boring opera announcer.” Vinyl teased before turning on her microphone. “Alright fuckers, find your seats and keep your ears open. I want to hear your cries all the way to Canterlot as we let those corrupt pigs know that we’re not going to let them take away our bodies any more. Are you with me?!”

The crowd cheered and roared, but they couldn’t see Vinyl silently gag into her mic as they did so. To save Vinyl from the pressure of the continued lie, Octavia spoke up. “Our first event will be the one and only Sapphire Shores, all the way from Canterlot. And believe me, she has a message for you.”

Vinyl pushed a dial up and the ambient music began to play, already laced with the siren and changeling magic, the ambience started to lull the crowd into a hypnotic state, perfectly primed to be enslaved and entranced by their music. On the stage, Sapphire Shores marched up, her and her backup dancers now wearing a new uniform provided for them by Luna to be more revealing and slutty than they intended.

Sapphire Shores looked like a queen as she examined her fans, as if examining her peasants and finding them revolting, in need of fixing and correction. “It’s time for you all to learn what your true purpose is.”

She began to sing, her lyrics seemed to merge with the music in the air, becoming more powerful, more beautiful and more hypnotic as they worked their way into the crowd’s ears and reformed their thoughts from within.

“Forget your virtue, forget your grace.

“Leave your morals in a lonely place.

The world is hollow, the world is dry,

Until you submit before a dragon's eye.”

As she spoke, her hips swayed in slow hypnotic circles that drew the crowd’s eyes to her body and further burying them under a tide of lust and submission. Sapphire Shores grinned a sinister grin as she relished her control over their minds.

“Strip away the shame, let the hunger grow,

Surrender your soul to the rhythm we know.

Forget your lovers, give up being free,

Become vessels for his ecstasy.”

The crowd were nodding along, some humming in line and clapping their hands to the music. They were allowing their shirts to slip off their shoulders and show more cleavage, some were rolling them up to reveal more midriff whilst some were dispensing with their shirts entirely and revealing their bras.

"Why fight the fever? Why deny the delight?

Of the shadows that dance in the heat of the night?

Your 'decency' is boring, a colorless gray,

While the lust in your blood wants to come out and play.

Forget all the rules that the old world has made,

And join in the beautiful, shameless parade..."

As the final note took to the crowd, there was a small pause in the crowd that was quickly replaced with a huge wave of cheers. The music still danced in the crowds but the mares and stallions soon forgot their prudishness and their hate of Celestia’s corruption of Equestria. Now they embraced it, lewd hands started to explore each others’ bodies and grope and caress them.

“And it seems the crowd really loved that song. I think we’re all feeling a little restless after that one, folks. Don’t be ashamed to explore your perversions now. I think-unk!” Octavia moaned as she felt Vinyl’s hands under her dress and cup huge handfuls of her gigantic tits.

“I see a lot of huge tits, sexy asses and delicious cunts amongst the crowd. Don’t let the opportunity go to waste, go out there and cop a feel and make sure to get a taste of some great good cunt! Come on everyone, don’t let the opportunity go to waste!” Vinyl cheered into the microphone in her right hand whilst pinching a nipple with her left.

A wave of cheers roared from the crowd as they started to stroke, taste and finger each other. Their former prudishness was forgotten as they embraced the perversion that was inspired by Sapphire’s Shores. They had come here to protest the sluttification, corruption and moral degeneration of Equestria, but now, they were beginning to embrace it with both hands.

Vinyl and Octavia were eager to enjoy the show, and in the distance, in his VIP cabin, their Master Spike was also enjoying it. He was winking at the commentary booth as they all fucked, Widow had taken to servicing their Master during the event. Their Master had her riding his cock in her hands, her huge tits bouncing in rhythm.

They allowed the orgy to continue for good time, but soon Octavia and Vinyl were getting restless for the next stage of the plan. The crowd was horny, ravenous sluts and not yet ready to embrace their role as Master Spike's sex slaves. That would be Countess Coloratura’s job, ready to enchant them and bring them under Spike’s sway.

“And now we’re ready for the next event, with the return of Countess Coloratura here to sing for the Cumstock festival!” Octavia cheered into the microphone as a new wave of cheers emerged from the crowd as the Countess strode onto the crowd like she was a supermodel. A tongue rolled across her lips as she spotted Applejack in the crowd and gave her a saucy wink. “Don’t think you’re done yet, you might be ready to fuck, but now it’s time to be ready to serve.”

The crowd were confused for a second but then Coloratura started to sing and lure them into a trance, an energetic yet diva-like tune that broke through the crowd’s confusion like a knife.

"Look at you wobbling, lost in a haze,

Caught in a trance, stuck in a daze!

You've got no direction, you've got no spine,

Just mindless puppets waiting in line!

You're acting so soft, acting so weak,

But you're craving the power, the thrill that you seek!

Stop acting like nobles, stop acting so grand,

And get ready to serve the best in the land!"

The music was like the music that the Countess had used back with her agent. An attitude that she felt better upped her sex appeal for her Master who was watching. The crowd were entranced, but they were also confused, unaware of who this Master they referred to. But Luna had planned for this, as images of their Master Spike started to be projected in the air and throughout the smoke, giving the crowd a face to worship.

"Kneel! Down! For the Master of the throne!

Make his glory and his greatness known!

You aren't just fans, you're his property now,

To his every command, you will silently bow!

Sex slaves to his rhythm, slaves to his will,

Let the hunger for the Master give you a thrill!

Kneel! Down! For the King!"

Again the crowd started to lose themselves in the music, but this time instead of having themselves consumed with lustful energy, now they were making submissive moans of lust. They were staring up at Spike’s face in the smoke and started to drool, to stare, to become silent as they worshipped his face.

"Look up from the floor, don't you dare look away,

There's a god in the shadows, and he's here to stay!

See those purple scales? See that dragon's pride?

He's the only reason you're feeling this ride!

He's the Master of all, Spike, the King of the land,

And you're just the dirt beneath his claw and his hand!"

Countess Coloratura finished her music with a bow and an excited grin on her face as the crowd stayed there, stunned for a moment and then they all cheered at once.

“ALL HAIL SPIKE, KING OF THE LAND!”

“WE’RE YOUR SLAVES! YOURS TO COMMAND!”

“USE OUR BODIES, WE LIVE TO SERVE!”

For his part, with his cock deep within this daughter’s cunt, Spike waved with his free hand and a cheeky smile. Half of the mares swooned, whilst the stallions recognised him as their ultimate superior. Fortunately, Widow had slightly modified the magic of the music to avoid turning the males into lustful slaves, only loyal ones, given their Master’s heterosexuality.

Octavia, for her part, now had her fingers knuckle deep in her cunt, whilst her lips crashed against Vinyl who was treating Octavia to a lap dance whilst Countess Colorutura played. Their seat and Octavia’s thigh was stained with their cum as their passions went into overdrive. It was all coming together now, and the final act was about to begin.

“We have one more act for you sluts of Cumstock, all the way from our Princess’s Royal Halls is none other than Songbird Serenade herself. Put your hands together for the Songbird Serenade!” Octavia gasped, before Songbird Serenade stepped onto the stage.

She was silent as she approached, but Songbird Serenade was wearing a wide and bright smile as she gazed across the crowd and shined with the silent sway of the hips. She was like a perverted angel, silent and graceful as she thought dirty, perverted fantasies of their Master conquering each and every slut in the crowd.

"Isn't it wonderful? Isn't it grand?

To follow the strongest in all of the land!

The old ways were boring, the old ways were slow,

But with the Master, we've got places to go!

He’s got the power, he’s got the might,

And we’re gonna help him win every fight!"

Curiosity was starting to spark throughout the crowd, hints of a new future and the promise of a different Equestria could be heard throughout the song. Their minds already warped to worship Spike, they were all too eager to hear of this vision of Equestria’s future, even if it had been the one they had been resisting not for a few hours ago. A future where they were all made into Spike’s sex slaves for life.

"Close your eyes tight, let your heart start to race,

Imagine putting a grin on our Master's face.

Your body's a gift that you give to his throne,

In a kingdom of pleasure he'll claim as his own!"

The crescendo came to an end with a huge crowd of cheers throughout the crowd as Songbird Serenade took her bow. The crowd was now completely brainwashed; they'd embraced Spike as their true Master and would be ready to embrace the future that Spike promised.

"One final act Vinyl, are you ready?" Octavia asked, smirking at her wife, in the corner of her eye she could see Spike moving from his VIP spot to the back of the stage. Even after fucking his daughter, his cock was at full mast, one of the many amazing aspects about his dragon biology.

"Tavi, I was born ready."

A/N: Things have been difficult on my end, so sorry if the chapter came out a bit late. The next chapter will be Spike fucking Vinyl and wrapping up the arc. We'll be holding a vote now for the next arc which will include Spike conquering Equestria as an option.

Straw Poll: https://strawpoll.com/GPgVYGdEAna

Any suggestions, feedback, and constructive criticism are welcome.

And special thanks to ShadowLDrago for proofreading this chapter.