Another one of my OCs, who you may remember seeing around here before in a few commissions: it's Ebonrose. Sombra's evil sissy maid, like FeatherTrap but with a sadistic streak.

Growing up a slave in the Crystal Empire during the reign of the Dark Crystal Tyrant is a hard and brutal life for anypony, but especially a young, malnourished unicorn colt without any family, friends or hope. The earliest memories the drab, grey coated boy could remember was the feeling of fetters on his legs as he lay cold and filthy lying on a ragged sheet...one of the only kindnesses he ever remembered receiving.
If he had parents, he did not remember them. He never knew them. Only chains. Only orders. Only the work.

Forced to rely upon his still immature horn to keep up with the toil in the mines, and lack of proper nurturing and nourishment growing caused him to grow a weak and feeble body that made him no good for manual labour. Into adolescence he would grow to become the weak link in his chain gang, causing them to fall behind on their quotas and receive harsh punishment.

The colt, affectionally nicknamed 'Scamp' back in the day by the other slaves, was tolerated for being slow at work at first. Despite their horrible situation, he was but a child and the thought of covering for him gave the despairing ponies a small shred of nobility and dignity that they could cling to. But as he grew bigger and saw no improvement at his work, these precious few kindnesses vanished as resentment took over. Then insults, and finally open hostility.

He was, during this time, referred to as Soot by the others, when they weren't just calling him "slow", "scrawny" and "stupid", the bullying of the other slaves soon turned to them taking out their frustration at being beaten for his failures by taking out their own violent aggression on him. The young stallion came to rely upon the guards breaking up riots to stop them, and eventually he started begging them to let him do menial bitch-work for them just to get away from them. Fetching grog for them, polishing their armour for them, cleaning their hooves, even being used as a hoofrest or a table, anything to buy him even half an hour away from the rest of the slaves was worth it to the poor boy.

And as he stewed in misery and humiliation at being reduced to a scrawny piece of meat too worthless to even swing a pickaxe properly he became resentful himself...an impotent anger that boiled and stewed in his heart like a soul-corroding venom, that would come to change his life forever.
Word soon reached Sombra's ears about guards at the mines slacking off their duties, passing them onto some slave they took out of the rotation. When the tyrant went to inspect himself and reaffirm his frightening dominance, he took notice of the young colt then-called Soot. The puny creature was wracked with terror, but in his eyes the Dark Tyrant saw that spark of rage deeply-buried, that festering desire to make those who had hurt him so suffer.
Intrigued, Sombra decided he wanted the young stallion for himself, and had him whisked away to the Crystal Palace.

He was transformed by the Dark Tyrant, his magic corrupting the young stallion and turning his eyes a deep crimson shade as a brand of Sombra's ownership. With forbidden arts, his body was molded like clay to make him more effeminately beautiful while he was brainwashed to make him utterly submissive to his King. With the occasional hollow promise and offer of relief between a regiment of precise physical and psychological torture, he whittled down the young stallion's will whilst stoking his resentment towards the other slaves. In the end, he became cruel and callous towards them, which amused his Master to no end...and earned his favour.

With his new sissified slave-pet being conditioned to love the tyrant and resent the slaves, Sombra found the little thing actually enjoyed being rewarded for his cruelly. The King would further hone this depraved sadism by bringing his pet with him to the torture chamber to play and torment prisoners while he watched on with amusement. An act which he proved rather eager and adept at from the first instance to the surprise even of the Tyrant himself. It would be there that the young stallion-now almost fully grown-finally earned his mark, and with it the name his Master bestowed upon him: Ebonrose

Sombra would, in time, come to find his sissy more entertaining to watch then his own torturers, truly delighting in the sight of watching the slaves being so viciously and mercilessly tormented by one of their own as Ebonrose would eagerly make them suffer in any way that pleased his liege. Further sweetening the deal was how utterly submissive he was to torment of his own as the Tyrant would also abuse and ravage him for his own twisted pleasure, the maid professing his undying loyalty and love for his master even as the pain from his mad games tore and bled his body.

In the end, Sombra would be banished by the sisters, and Ebonrose ever loyal and adoring, refusing to abandon his master and his twisted sense of love for him, joined him in the deepest shadows beyond the reaches of time, where they and their Empire waited for a thousand years. With the Dark Tyrant's return, reports on his longevity in the realm or success diverge with different tellings of the story and different worlds. But wherever the King goes, be it to rise or fall, in victory or in chains, it is certain that his sissy maid always remains by his side, always loyal to the master he loves so much.

That might have been a bit much, but to be fair it's important for me to have his backstory written down! He's come a long way from being an errant thought about "Sombra's evil sissy maid" when he was first conceived by my imagination. X3

I was first inspired to make him when discussing a potential future bondage-fetish picture idea, the idea being a mirrored restraint that's actually an artefact of great power: any being of evil, no matter how powerful can be imprisoned within it and be utterly helpless and powerless...but to make it work, the mirrored part must also imprison one of a pure and noble heart, and whatever torments are inflicted on one also affect the other. This setup was to have Sombra and Shining Armour both restrained in the thing, with Shiny obviously acting as the "good" counterbalance to the tyrant's evil, and both of them being tickled by a crowd of Crystal Ponies. ^{^}

When my bf asked what FeatherTrap would be doing in this scene (as such information was very important to him), my exact words where:

...who knows, maybe he's being used to lock down a similar restraint~ ❤️
With...I dunno, Sombra's Evil Sissy Maid? X3

And it was from that errant thought that the pony now know as Ebonrose was born. Much like people joke that FeatherTrap is often mistaken for 'Girly Shining Armor' or 'Shining's femboy clone-self' I played on that theme when making his counterpart, making Ebonrose have the appearance of a 'Girly King Sombra'.

And to make him a match for the Dark Crystal King, I made him just as demented and fucked up as his master in his own special way! He's like FeatherTrap but with a mean streak...Ebonrose might not be winning any kind of fight anypony starts with him, but if that same pony is tied down and helpless then the sissy will love to make them squirm and writhe in pain, and he'll giggle like a schoolfilly while doing it too.

Also fun fact, in case you didn't notice it in the story: his eyes aren't actually red. That's an effect of Sombra's magic. He's actually heterochromatic, maybe one day I'll get to show them off to you all...like maybe when we see Ebonrose in the Good!King Sombra timeline... ;3