The Elements of Darkness gathered in the lounge, where they waited in silence for their Broodmistress Fluttershy to speak. Except for Pinkie, who as her usual mortal self would do, randomly jumped and danced around the otherwise silent crimson chamber. Rainbow Dash stood, chest puffed out, with her spinal scythe in her hands. Twilight, once princess of friendship, now the broodmistress’ slave girl, sat on her knees at her mistress’ hooves.
 
Mistress Flutterbat stood at a map of Equestria on a black onyx table lit up by six pale green candles. Small figures stood on the map resembling an earth pony, a pegasus, and a unicorn. The earth pony figure was clay and sported a hat. The unicorn figure was bone and carried a staff. The Pegasus figure was iron and held a scythe and had two bat wings. All three figures stood in the everfree forest.
 
Flutterbat’s crimson eyes followed the bouncing, cartwheeling, pelvic thrusting, teleporting pink pony. “That’s um… pinkie… that’s enough.” she said. “Come here, it’s important.”
 
The pronking pink vampony popped out of the shadows to take her place by Rarity.
 
“We now know that mortal ponies don’t need… um… conditioning to be turned. Just alicorn princesses.” Fluttershy said glancing at Twilight by her side for a brief moment.
 
“We’ve been in the dark for months now. I say we go out and start biting some necks!” Rainbow Dash declared raising her scythe in the air.
 
Rainbow Dash was just as impatient in death as she was in life. The fastest flier in Equestria did not want to spend eternity sitting around in some cold ruin in the middle of nowhere. She wanted to tear down the sun itself like the other mares, but the difference was she wanted to do it yesterday. Pronto. Chop chop. But Fluttershy was head vampony, so she was bound by her loyalty to the yellow bat. So all rainbow dash could do is hope that tonight she would unleash her.
 
“That was… umm… yes… rainbow dash… that is the idea…” Fluttershy trailed off. The assembled vamponies all grinned with malicious glee.
 
“But we can’t just run out into the streets of Canterlot and start biting random ponies, can we?” Rarity asked. “It would raise suspicion, and if Celestia were to be aware of our plan, everything could turn quite sour.” Rarity pointed out.
 
Canterlot was a posh place that was just as lively during the night as it was during the day. With multiple nightclubs, 24-hour shopping, and guards patrolling the street at all hours, draining mortal ponies of their blood without anyone noticing seemed rather daunting, if not almost impossible.
 
Now if it were, say, ponyville or Appleloosa, where the streets are deathly silent at night, a vampony could “go to town.” Pun intended. Perhaps even the countryside, like some kind of hoofcraftian horror.
 
“Are we s’posed tah bite any pony or are we goin’ fer anyone specific?” Applejack interjected.
 
Everyone but fluttershy and twilight had questions. Who should be bitten? Who should not? Where were they headed? Flutterbat cracked a whip against the open air beside her, silencing the questions.
 
“I was getting to that…” Flutterbat said, calling the assembled ponies attention to the map and the figures.
 
“Applejack, I’m sending you and Rarity to Ponyville.” She said, moving the staff figure to ponyville’s centre and the hat figure to sweet apple acres. “Rarity will bite Nurse Redheart, and a few of the other doctors. They will take care of the rest.” She glanced at rarity with a grin, holding the bone figure.
 
“Applejack, you will turn your family, but not Applebloom.” Fluttershy said, turning her attention to the others. “No foals. Do not bite any foals. There will be plenty of time to give them the gift when they grow.” Fluttershy ordered, pointing at the others, who muttered in agreement.
 
As much as the Elements of Darkness loved the Vampony Gift granted to them by the True Night, they agreed with Fluttershy. Life’s treats, food and warmth (especially cupcakes,) were something that no foal, or grown pony, should be denied. Maybe they should live a lengthy mortal life before being given the gift? Why should it all end when the foal is no longer a foal? The general concensus among the Elements of Darkness is that it should not; death should not be feared, but life was precious.
 
“Rainbow dash, you will go to Cloudsdale and turn the Wonderbolts. Just the wonderbolts for now.” Fluttershy said, sliding the scythe figure to Cloudsdale. “Which wonderbolt?” Rainbow asked, a smile forming on her face, hoping she’d say-
 
“I think Soarin for now.” Fluttershy added.
 
Rainbow Dash could barely contain her excitement. She was going to enjoy biting that strong, toned stallion… she had fantasies about him at her mercy. A high ranking wonderbolt, slipped into latex trunks and a top, hands bound, hooves bound, on his knees, kept on a leash. Had Rainbow Dash blood pressure anymore, her wings would surely shoot right up at the thought of her own vampony stud.
 
“Twilight, Shining Armor and I will stay here and work on… her.” Fluttershy said, pointing off to the middle of the room where Princess Luna stood, naked and bound in a strange slab like contraption that held her captive. The steel, coffin shaped slab held the princess at the biceps, the knees, the thighs, the wrists and the neck. Her horn still adorned with the magic blocking ring. Her mouth clamped shut with a bit gag.
 
Applejack admired her handywork. The contraption was built sturdy, but still pretty to look at. It seemingly defied the laws of physics, held up with a single rotating base. The position of the bindings would ensure that the prisoner was forced into a presenting pose. The arm and wrist bindings were a single part, padded to prevent unessecary discomfort or damage to the spine. There were holes in the back for the wings as well.
 
There was a harness of sorts for her breasts, for additional restriction but also aesthetics. Applejack, as per Twilight and Rarity’s concept, had installed a rather tight metal chastity belt, angled just so the prisoner would be presenting. Where ther was no metal, there was gleaming black leather. Applejack, Twilight, and Rarity could only grin at their work.
 
The princess’ head hung, not in defeat but in relaxation. The princess still truly believed she was in total control, even when being the brood’s toy. As long as they wasted their time trying to break her, Equestria still had hope. Ponies would doubtlessly be looking for Luna right now. Searching every nook and cranny of Equestria for her. They would never call off the search, she was too high a priority. Decades would pass, and ponies would still investigate.
 
Celestia would eventually find the creatures that had inhabited the bodies that the elements of harmony once called theirs. When she does, she will drive the evil away with her radiance, and the vampony curse will die with it.
 
They could spend the next thousand years trying to break her, and she’d spend the next thousand years enjoying it. They had lost. They just didn’t realise it yet.
 
“Now go… umm… please… Twilight and I have some work to do…” Fluttershy said, grinning at the bound princess.
 

 
I wrote a thousand word story because I wanted to prove to myself that I could… also I had an epiphany about the value of human life and morality and terminated my description bitch clones once and for all. I will now have to do the unthinkable: I will have to…. learn!
 
The device that Luna is being held in, the “strumpet’s yoke” as I’ve taken to calling it, is a variant of my own device seen here http://www.furaffinity.net/view/19819735/
 
I finished this off during my vacation because I feel like I’m going to need the money. Also, it’s my vacation and I’ll do offline work if I damn well please!