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Bad End

It was... in retrospect... a terrible idea. He should have fled thefirst chance he had, he knew beneath all that bravado and confidence that he had bitten off more than he could chew. He should have never come this close to the Castrum, he should have bolted when he was sighted. So many should haves and could haves and would haves.

All for nothing now. Of course the place would have been well guarded, absolutely brimming with the empire's best soldiers, what with the newly crowned emperor within. He assumed of course that he'd merely be killed. After felling so many a man, fighting until he'd used up every last bit of aether he could spare, until his arm grew too heavy to lift and his footwork clumsy and slow, he only imagined he'd be shot dead right here upon this very field. In all honesty, he'd have preferred it, meeting a death so glorious, to die here and find himself reunited with long lost comrades. Finally absolved of twenty years worth of guilt.

Instead, bruised, exhausted and ragged, he found himself locked away and bound. Arms manacled behind him, unable to rise from his kneeling position on the floor due to the shackles upon his legs, he was left to ponder if perhaps there was a grander end meant for him. Twenty years a thorn in the side of the empire, after all. The last living member of the Crimson Duelists, what else could possibly await him other than death? Public execution seemed likely, one last humiliation before the end.

A... depressing thought, one he didn't consign himself to so quickly in spite of his fatigue. His fingers scraped against the manacles, seeking out any sign of a keyhole to pick as his head cocked towards the door, listening for the sound of approaching footsteps. If he could but have a moment, just a few moments... Perhaps he could still yet turn this all around.

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He'd cum for this man, this monster, twice now. Twice within a single evening, within the same damnable hour, indeed as easily as any desperate needy slut might. X'rhun's hips stilled as Tseng milked every last drop from him, his head falling to the side as his chest heaved with every breath. Still the image burned in his head, little silver rings pierced through rosy nipples, glinting with every inward breath. He didn't have to see it to know what he looked like.

Tseng's fingers slid free of him, and for a moment, he hated how empty he felt, and he hated acknowledging it. The miqo'te shut his eyes, perhaps believing that after a second climax, surely the man might see fit to let him recuperate. Instead, however, into his lubed and prepared hole slipped the slim plug, nudging up nice and firm against his overstimulated prostate. That alone was enough to drag a gentle, keening moan from him, jerking his hips at the intrusion and knowing there was nothing he could do of it now. Just setting his hips back against the table caused it to press into him just a little more, and Tseng was treated to the sight of him trying to ease himself back down little by little, shaking and jerking each time his ass met the chair until he could at last fully settle again.

Whore. All those promises he'd made, all those declarations, threats, demands, all ash. Whore, no longer a warrior, barely even a person. The only response Tseng would get would be the sound of a few, quiet sobs, as the cum from his second climax was wiped away, before he'd plead brokenly, "Take... take it out... take it out, please... please, please don't... leave me like this... Please, please-" Overstimulated to the point of pain, he chased the sweet distraction of agony, "Split me, take me, anything, don't leave me like this..."

"Pleading already, pet? But we've only just begun," Tseng said, his voice mocking as he watched X'rhun writhe in his bonds before he reached out to gently run his fingers through that pale hair as if the miqo'te was nothing but a pet. He hadn't expected pleas this quickly, but perhaps there was something more going on with X'rhun that led to this. It didn't matter to Tseng beyond how he could use that information to his advantage.

"You know, you're being quite unfair," remarked Tseng, reaching down to stroke his own cock for both a touch of relief and to draw X'rhun's eyes towards it. "After all, you've been allowed to climax twice while I haven't climaxed once." He tisked and shook his head. "What a selfish pet you are. You should make it up to me."

He climbed up on the chair and gripped X'rhun's hair with one hand as he held his cock level with the other. "I want you to suck me off as an apology. If you bite or deliberately harm me, I'll have your teeth pulled out."

A subtle enough threat that Tseng could carry out quite easily without calling in any guards. He brought X'rhun's mouth towards his cock and tapped his lips with the head. "Open up and suck me, pet."

Twisted logic, that perhaps having pain inflicted upon him might somehow cleanse him of the fact that he'd clearly enjoyed Tseng's touch. As much as he tried to reconcile it, to remind himself that he couldn't control what his body chose to do, the shame and humiliation still remained. That idea that if he'd truly been that repulsed, he'd have given the other man nothing at all. He'd have been flaccid and cold, surely, and it was that cruel thought that dug its barbs into him and stuck. He could only stiffen under Tseng's touch, feeling his fingers trail through his hair and wishing he'd change his mind and strike him dead here and now.

X'rhun's gaze followed his hand, having learned by now that it was far worse to not know what the other man was doing. Tseng's impressively sized cock was still as hard as it'd been before, and as his captor spoke further, his heart sank into the pit of his stomach. His dark and dismal hope that he might yet still be torn apart, rather than subject to more forced pleasure, was firmly dashed as Tseng made it clear what hole he'd prefer to fuck tonight.

Oh there was a flash of teeth as the other man gripped his hair, a grimace of pain and a threat all in one, but the promise of a far worse fate was flung in his face. He'd be forced to swallow Tseng's cock one way or the other, the only choice to make being how much pride he wanted to try and hold on to.

X'rhun could not meet Tseng's gaze, as the plump head of the other man's cock tapped against his lips in a demand for entry. After a moment's hesitation, he'd open those lips for him, taking the swollen tip into his mouth. Had he done this before? Perhaps, but it was more than just misery and his own reluctance that kept his movement's slow. As he took just a little more into his mouth, he gagged when the thick head brushed against the back of his throat, all movement stilling as a muffled whine slipped free of him.

The fact that X'rhun had begged to be split open on Tseng's cock made it clear that he wanted pain and discomfort to absolve him of the pleasure he had already felt at Tseng's hand. The ability to say "See? Nothing but a monster I will defeat someday!"

But pleasure was something that was enjoyed, and the more Tseng ensured that his pet felt and enjoyed the pleasure, the more broken he became until he would accept that this was his life. The monster had thoroughly claimed X'rhun and there was no escape for the miqo'te. Just a life of pleasure, humiliation, and service.

Tseng waited patiently as those lips opened, and he started sliding his cock between those teeth with an amused smile. He kept one hand tangled in that pale hair, and he noticed when X'rhun gagged as his cock grew near the back of his throat.

"Relax pet," he soothed, pulling back a bit to give him a chance to recover. With his cock in that hot mouth, he didn't have to hold it so he stroked his now free hand through X'rhun's hair. "Just relax your throat and let me in." It would take a bit to train his pet to deep throat him, but Tseng was patient. Soon, X'rhun would be able to take him completely with ease, and it would be a pleasure to show off that talent when Tseng was holding court or even when he was in a meeting. His pet would go everywhere with him, walking along on a leash like the trained whore he was, and Tseng hummed thoughtfully as he decided on an outfit or at least a style for his pet to enjoy.

He'd be forced to hold him in his mouth, his tongue resting against Tseng's shaft, as he took one steady breath after another through his nose. There was no fighting it, he could take as long as as he pleased but that thick cock would be down his throat eventually. All his hesitation served to do was lengthen the time he'd spend with his captor's hands in his hair, and his length hot and heavy against his tongue.

With a soft noise of miserable exertion, he'd try to take more of him in once again, determined not to drag this out overlong. The shame of it, of knowing how he looked, face flushed and hair tousled as he worked to fit all of Tseng's cock into his mouth, spurred him to try and hasten it. He gagged again, forced to stop, and for just a second he squirmed in desperate frustration in his bonds. The plug so firmly nestled inside him rubbed and bumped against his inner walls with every motion, the miqo'te gasping around him every time it did. Again and again, little frantic muffled noises of discomfort and panic hummed pleasantly through Tseng's cock, all for naught of course as the moment passed.

Once more to settle against the chair in gentle, jerking motions until he was still again, finally, slowly easing that thick plump cockhead to the very back of his throat with a long, low whine.

Then, and only then, would he suck, the noise lewd and sloppy, his eyes shut tightly.

Tseng was patient, knowing his pet would come to his own conclusion, and he smirked as X'rhun started moving again, trying to take his cock into his throat. He watched as X'rhun squirmed again and managed to resist laughing when the plug shifted inside of him, stimulating him again with the squirming he did. The noises, while muffled by the thick cock in his pet's mouth, felt wonderful, and Tseng's fingers briefly tightened on that pale hair. He didn't thrust, no matter how much he wanted to, giving X'rhun a chance to calm down enough to suck his cock.

It took a bit, but X'rhun calmed down, and soon his cock slid down that nice throat before X'rhun started sucking. The lewd noises increased Tseng's lust for this miqo'te, and he groaned in delight. "Such a good whore you are, pet. Sucking my cock like you can't get enough. It's going to be your favorite treat."

Those lips looked wonderful wrapped around his cock, and Tseng started gently thrusting into that mouth, letting X'rhun get used to this sensation now. He wasn't trying to choke his pet, but he did love the idea of training X'rhun to allow Tseng to fuck his face and throat whenever he wanted. One of the many skills he planned on teaching X'rhun, and if the miqo'te ended up squirming in his bonds, stimulating the plug again, well that was just a bonus for Tseng.

His tounge pressed tight against Tseng's cock as he swallowed around him, only gagging faintly as he began to thrust gently into his mouth. His words drilled into his head, sharp and bitter: whore, hungrily sucking his hated enemy's cock, each little motion of his hips pressing the toy stuffed inside of him against his prostate. At this rate he might just be forced to arousal yet again, though he was still granted the smallest of mercies; overstimulated as he was, he remained flaccid, though his legs shook and his face stayed pink.

X'rhun couldn't keep himself quiet though. His inability to silence himself had always been a weak point, though here it wasn't his words that would condemn him. Little noises, soft groans and whines, whimpers and moans as Tseng's cock bumped against the back of his throat, as the plug nudged and rubbed inside of him. Each sweet little sound sent rumbling and humming through the other man's thick member.

At length, his motions became more sure, more firm, sucking eagerly on the cock stuffed in his mouth. Desperate to have Tseng cum, and end this humiliation sooner rather than later. His tongue slid along the bottom of the other man's hefty cock, sloppy and messy, his chin wet with spit as he gasped around him, unthinkingly pressing his hips back against the chair as he did so and driving the plug in nice and deep.

For that, he gave a low, whorish cry around Tseng's cock, pausing for a moment to try and collect himself as his lips wrapped tight around the hot length.

Edited (my phone is convinced that sucking is not a real word) 2021-03-30 19:11 (UTC)

Tseng hoped that X'rhun would become aroused again while he sucked his cock. Another good reason to slip that toy into that tight ass where each little movement from X'rhun's hips would ensure that he was teased and stimulated.

Those sweet noises that vibrated along Tseng's cock were music to the emperor's ears, and he continued to slowly fuck that flushed face. It was going to take him a very long time to come because he could control his pleasure much better than X'rhun could at the moment.

"I love listening to the sweet sounds you make, hungry whore," Tseng said, stroking a hand through X'rhun's hair a few times as he continued slowly fucking that face. "Perhaps I'll keep you stuffed like this all the time to encourage those lovely noises."

The other advantage would be that it would keep X'rhun stretched just enough that Tseng could bend him over and fuck him whenever he wanted without worrying about getting his fingers slippery. That decision would come at a later time, after Tseng had dressed X'rhun in his new clothes.

The suggestion that the toy should be left in him garnered a pleading noise, a muffled and pathetic sound that could have possibly been a 'no', his eyes opening swiftly to meet Tseng's own. Filled at all times when not in use, always stretched and ready to be taken, the idea caused a cold knot to form in his stomach, and he shook his head as best he could with the emperor's cock filling his mouth and throat.

For all his fear, for all his growing hopelessness, it was still only a matter of time before he'd feel his own shaft starting to harden once again. The toy constantly shifted and moved in him, even if he could keep his hips still it would nevertheless be moved with every little twitch of his body. The piercings pulled gently as his cock began to plump and stiffen for a third time, and he almost mewled around the length now fucking his face.

Each slow, tender thrust did away with more of that gag reflex, and Tseng would soon no longer hear the miqo'te beneath him gag. Instead, every thrust in would be firmly swallowed, moaning each time the other man's cockhead bumped the back of his throat. He may even feel the tip of X'rhun's tongue pressing into the base of his cock right above his balls, every time he buried himself in his mouth. It was becoming apparent to the mage now, just how long Tseng might be able to hold out, and in his desperation to get the other man to cum, he was quickly throwing aside more and more of his crumbling dignity.

"More of the hidden whore is revealed," Tseng purred with a cruel smirk as he felt the gag reflex being easily trained away, and a quick look down showed that pretty cock hardening for the third time. He was going to continuously stimulate and pleasure X'rhun until he couldn't think of anything else but pleasuring Tseng in return for his own pleasure.

"Such a perfect pet you're turning into. I will have to ensure that your clothes reflect how pretty you are, hungry whore," Tseng purred before he groaned and shivered as X'rhun started using his tongue as well. "Oh yes! A delightful whore of a pet I have. I am definitely going to hang bells from your pretty rings so everyone knows what a lovely whore you are."

Of course, the thigh-high heeled boots X'rhun would be wearing would be soft enough that they couldn't be used as a weapon, and the corset would have a tiny skirt that barely covered his cock and balls. All the better to continue his humiliation and continuously remind him of his new life. In fact, Tseng was pretty sure he could find that outfit somewhere around the castrum, and how wonderful would it be to force X'rhun to walk through the castrum and onto the airship back to the Empire in such an outfit with everyone staring at him.

After a few minutes, he decided to show a touch of mercy on his pet, and he thrust a bit harder and faster before he groaned. Holding X'rhun's face against his pelvis, Tseng came down that throat before he pulled back to let the last couple of spurts fall across that flushed face. "That was delightful, pet. I look forward to enjoying that sweet mouth of yours more often now that I know how wonderful it is."

Though it took longer than the first two times, he'd eventually be coaxed again to full arousal, and even pulling his hips away from the chair did nothing to alleviate the sensation of the plug moving inside of him. The temptation was there, to give in and grind back against the toy, to fuck himself into a third climax and be done with it rather than lay here like this.

Little by little, his pride was chipped away, every taunt and promise, every thrust into his mouth serving only to drive home the point: this was to be the rest of his life, for however long the other man saw fit to keep him. He'd soon be taking his thick cock right to the hilt, Tseng fully buried in his mouth, his member filling his throat and causing him to gasp for air every time he pulled back.

Finally, as Tseng took hold of his head to ram that thick cock down his throat and hold it there, as hot cum flooded his mouth and he swallowed it all down, he broke. His hips met the table, pressing the toy hard and firm into him as he helplessly worked his hips, grinding that plug inside of him. A distraction, perhaps, or maybe he'd given in and tried to chase that third climax.

Seed spattered across his face as Tseng pulled out, across his open panting mouth and his pink face. The broken mage was left heated, soiled and debauched, sobbing softly as his eyes rolled back and shut, still rolling his hips down against the slim plug buried in him.

And now the little whore showed his true colors, Tseng thought as he watched the desperate writhing of those slender hips. He watched the broken miqo'te chase his pleasure for a few moments before he shook his head and reached down to curl his fingers around the base of the plug. The next time X'rhun lifted his hips up, Tseng pulled it out with a risk.

"Such a greed whore, always searching for your next bit of pleasure," he tisked, wagging the plug at X'rhun in admonishment. Now that X'rhun had broken, for now, it was time for him to learn that his pleasure depended entirely on Tseng's good mood, and the best way to keep Tseng happy was with sex and to give in to his desires.

Tseng shook his head, staring at X'rhun. "If you're going to be greedy, then you're going to be punished, pet," he stated before a dark, sharp smile spread across his face. "However, I can be lenient and generous if properly motivated."

He wondered what X'rhun would do or say to be allowed his next bit of pleasure. How far would he go? Would Tseng get to hear X'rhun beg him for pleasure?

With a soft pop, the plug was pulled free, leaving him empty and needy. His ass met the table, cock still hard, his expression a mixture of shame, self-disgust and lust. Even without the toy, he still pressed his ass against the surface beneath him for a moment, trying and failing to put any kind of pressure back upon his overstimulated prostate.

At first, Tseng would get no reply from X'rhun. At least, nothing real nor coherent. A breathless, sloppy sob, cum still slicking the inside of his mouth and spit trailing from his chin. He tried to close his legs, tried to find some kind of friction against his hard cock and swollen balls but nothing came of it, leaving him to writhe helplessly against the table for Tseng's dark amusement.

Finally, he would give in, hot and tired and desperate for relief. What could the other man want from him now? Did it matter? What else could he possibly have left to lose? To defend?

"Please, please please please let me cum, please just one more time, anything you want of me, you can have it, anything you want, I'll do anything, anything, please, please please I'm so tired..."

Time to see just how desperate his new pet was.

Unfastening those arms, Tseng bound them behind X'rhun's back by yanking his pet forward to twist his arms behind him. Then he smirked as he unfastened those legs before he stood, hauling X'rhun to his feet.

"If you want to cum, pretty whore, you're going to go over to the bed and get up on it," Tseng instructed, his voice soft but firm. "You will get into a position that you believe I will enjoy fucking you in. If I don't like your position, I will correct it, but it will take you longer to cum."

Tseng wanted to see what X'rhun would do with his directions. Would the miqo'te try to fight back and run? Or was his pleasure and relief more important to him? If he ran, then Tseng would simply ensure he couldn't run for a good long time (shackles were a wonderful thing for that after all). Of course, if X'rhun went to the bed and got into a fuckable position, then Tseng would be quite generous with the pleasure. If that position was face down and ass up, Tseng would even let his pet rest for a bit after he was done fucking him.

Without magic, without his weapons, and now with his arms bound behind his back and his legs weak and shaking from multiple orgasms, running seemed like an impossible dream. The thought came to mind, of course, as Tseng yanked him about. He even looked towards the door as the idea lingered, though with the bindings wrapped around his arms and Tseng's voice low and soft in his ear, the thought flickered and died.

On unsteady legs, he made for the bed, dragging his gaze from the door towards his true destination. It would take a moment to arrange himself, tired as he was, hot and broken as he was, his body slick with sweat. He could hazard a good guess what position the other man would prefer to see, something slutty, something demeaning. His head rested upon the pillow, his legs splayed, propped up upon his knees as he lifted his ass like a cat in heat and raised his tail up and away from his prepped and stretched hole.

Open, waiting, trembling with his face buried in the pillow to hide his burning shame, even as his needy cock dripped precum.

As he watched X'rhun make his decision and even glance at the door, Tseng slicked up his cock with the oil, gritting his teeth at how nice that felt on his slightly sensitive cock. He still stroked himself back to hardness as he watched X'rhun move over to the bed and get up on it. He watched with hot eyes as the miqo'te arranged himself into a delightfully slutty position to be fucked.

"Good pet," Tseng praised, walking over to the bed and stroking a hand down that back and over that upturned ass before he climbed onto the bed behind him. He ran a hand over that ass before he slid a couple of fingers back into that stretched hole to further tease and stretch him. Tseng was much larger than the plug that had been keeping X'rhun aroused.

Once he was sure X'rhun was prepared with slow, teasing stretching, Tseng pressed the head of his cock against that loose hole before starting to gently press in. His hands curled around X'rhun's hips, keeping him in place as he slowly worked his large cock into that smaller body. Not that X'rhun was as small as say a Lalafel, but he was much smaller than Tseng.

He knew how much bigger Tseng was than the toy, just by sight alone. He knew he would still need to adjust to it, only imagining how the other man's thick cock would burn, as it stretched him out. X'rhun's mind recoiled from the idea, but the image in his mind caused his legs to shake and his hips to rock. It'd hurt, leave him sore and aching and full and satisfied-

He tensed only for a moment around the emperor's fingers, though as well prepped as he was, it would hardly slow anything. Teased open, just a little big wider than before, all he could do was spread his legs a little more in anxious anticipation, hoping to ease the passage of Tseng's cock into him.

But oh, even as well prepared as he imagined himself to be, as the plump head pushed past his tight ring, he let loose with a low, nervous groan. Big, it was so big, his body trying to relax as inch by burning inch Tseng's cock pushed inside of him. His hips jerked, the miqo'te whining, gasping, shaking as the other man slowly stretched him wide open, his inner walls slick and tight around Tseng.

"I never knew a hungry whore like you could be so tight, pet," groaned Tseng as he ever so slowly pushed into that tight body. He was doing his best to not just shove his way into X'rhun and possibly hurt him in such a way that would prevent Tseng from enjoying him.

Once he was fully sheathed in X'rhun, Tseng reached down and gripped his upper arms, pulling him upright so Tseng could stare at that flushed face. "Such a delightful body you have, pet, it's going to be wonderful to try to satisfy this greedy hole you have."

He started gently rocking his hips, doing his best to convince those tight muscles to relax, and he grinned in delight as he actually managed to start slowly fucking X'rhun. He loved how the miqo'te's body tried to grip him as if he could stop Tseng from leaving his body, leaving him empty and open.

"Beg me!" growled Tseng, pulling X'rhun back against his chest and leaving sharp nips along his shoulder. "Beg me for your pleasure!"

As big as Tseng was, as far as he stretched him, the other man had done his work well. The mage's tight, fit little body didn't tear around him. Instead he was filled to his absolute limit, as every inch of Tseng's cock was slowly, surely stuffed inside of him. His hips met the other man's pelvis, his ass flush against him, and he tried to catch his breath, realizing that he'd been holding it.

X'rhun would not be given long to try and collect himself, as the other man hauled him upright into his lap. His captor's member moved in him with that rough pull, and what started as another exhausted groan grew into a heated and keeping cry. Tseng would feel that tight, athletic body clench around him, writhing in his grasp, squirming against him and into him. The gaze that met Tseng's was unfocused, the miqo'te's face stained with sweat, tears and cum.

Beg me, was the command, and with the other man's teeth upon his shoulder, he obliged him, sobbing as he tried to fuck himself on Tseng's cock.

"Please fuck me, please fuck me please please, I need it I need it, gods please!" Wanton, loud, needy and desperate, pleading like a whore should as his head rolled back to rest on Tseng. It didn't matter anymore, nothing did. No one would be coming for him, all would assume him dead, if any even were aware of where he had gone.

A life now to be spent as a pleasure pet to what was once his greatest enemy, an inescapable fact.

"Good whore," Tseng growled, delight and victory in his tone. Oh, he didn't believe that X'rhun would stay broken like this, but eventually, he would be broken and remain the hungry whore of a pet that Tseng had decided he would be.

Tseng shoved X'rhun's face to the bed before starting to fuck him hard and fast, determined to get the miqo'te to cum entirely from being fucked like a bitch in heat. His hips slapped against that upturned ass, the sound loud in the room, and his fingers dug into those slender hips, pulling X'rhun back as he thrust forward.

There was something so very satisfying at having this once powerful warrior reduced to nothing more than a begging pet, pleading with his enemy for pleasure and release. It was going to be wonderful to fuck him in the middle of Court where everyone could see him, and he was going to enjoy his new pet as often as possible wherever he wanted. There might be some objections, but honestly, better an emperor that fucked whenever he wanted while still progressing the Empire than one who was determined to ruin the Empire due to his ego and that of his psychopathic son.

"Who am I to you, pet?" asked Tseng, pulling X'rhun's head back by a firm grin on his hair. "Who will you scream for when you finally cum on my cock?"

Oh surely, there would still be a fight to be had later, when he had time to collect himself again. It wouldn't be as spirited, and every subsequent battle after would surely be shorter, more token, until the mage had been truly shattered and rebuilt.

For now though, Tseng had his hungry little whore. He hit the bed with a grunt, only to let out a wail as the bigger man began to fuck him in earnest. The slap of his hips against his ass was as loud as thunder to him, and with mindless abandon he rolled his ass back to meet them, driving Tseng's cock deep into his hot, needy hole with every thrust. He could only dimly hear his own voice through the din of his heartbeat in his ears and the sound of flesh on flesh, sobbing broken words of gratitude like a man possessed, "Thank you, thank you..."

His head was jerked back, and he gasped for air, sputtering and moaning and squirming. The question got a delayed response, if only due to the fact that it took a moment to penetrate his muddled senses. Slurring and stumbling over his words like a drunk, he answered him, his voice cracked and hoarse: "Master, master, my master, please please please, cum inside me, let me cum, please..."

The broken thanks were unexpected but very nice, especially as they came about without any prompting. The fact that they were coupled with those slender hips rolling back onto his cock was wonderful.

"Good pet," Tseng praised, his voice thick with lust. "You are allowed to come, but only from my cock fucking your ass. A whore like you should be able to easily manage that, to come as you're being bred like a bitch in heat."

He shoved X'rhun's head back into the mattress before leaning over his back to hiss in his ear. "That's what you are, aren't you? A hungry whore and a bitch begging to be bred. Only happy when you have a thick cock in your greed ass, fucking you until you can't walk, or a nice cock in your mouth for you to suck until you get a bellyful of hot cum."

This was such an ego boost to reduce someone to this sort of state, especially when they were such a powerful and cunning warrior to begin with. Oh, he could partially see Zenos's obsession with a powerful opponent, but Tseng was never going to have that level of obsession. He was perfectly content with his new pet whore.

His mind a clouded haze, he chased his climax, his nails biting into his palms as he gasped for air. Nothing else to break the laser focus on each thrust into him, no trace of pain as he was fucked wide open. Every second felt endless, molten, white hot pleasure crackling through every nerve. He could most certainly cum from this alone, he most certainly would, and at this rate it would be practically effortless to do so.

Even Tseng's words, vile as they were, stoked the fire of arousal, and almost robotically he nodded, sloppy and fucked senseless. A hungry whore, a bitch made to be fucked and bred, his holes only for the enjoyment of others. A fat cock in his mouth and another in his ass, filled to the brim and begging for more- Any words he might have now were gone, replaced by breathless sobs as he ground back against Tseng, squeezing his cock with every thrust, trying as hard as he could to bring himself to climax upon the other man's shaft. He rutted into nothing, precum dripping messily from his cock, desperate for any kind of friction. The brief moments where his full and swollen balls met with Tseng's body were bliss, and eventually, he couldn't stop the pleading that came forth: "Please let-let me touch- touch myself... touch me, I'm so close, so close so close please..."

Tseng's command had been clear, of course, he had heard it even in his debauched state, but gods above it hurt to be this close!

"Oh no, my pet whore, you're going to come from my cock or not at all," tisked Tseng, but he was nice enough to shift his hips, angling for that lovely cluster of nerves that had brought X'rhun so much pleasure again. X'rhun was going to have to learn how to cum from only Tseng's cock when he fucked his pet, and Tseng wasn't above letting him suffer until it happened.

He had to admit to himself that this was more arousing than he ever suspected, and despite his climax a bit ago, he was starting to draw close to that edge again. Well, after this time, he'd let X'rhun sleep while Tseng worked on his new clothes for the trip back to the Empire. Which would include a medicus to come in and ensure that nothing was strained in a bad way. He wondered how his pet would react to having a medicus putting his hands all over him while he was naked to ensure that X'rhun was fully healed from his experience.

Tseng glanced around the room they were in, an interrogation room turned sex dungeon, and he decided that he needed one of these set up in the palace to show his pet off. Not that he would tell his pet what he was doing. Perhaps even replace the glass windows with one-way mirrors that could be turned transparent at the flick of a switch. Wouldn't that be a lovely surprise for his pet?

He'd surely cum, it was a foregone conclusion, but his exhaustion had made him so impatient. Tseng's cruel refusal spurred a sobbing moan from him, clawing at the air as his toes curled and his back arched.

So close, he was so, so, so close- Finally, his vision went white, and a third, powerful orgasm rocked him down to his very core. His body squeezed around Tseng, the broken mage crying out in delirious, miserable pleasure as he came, riding out the aftershocks of his climax upon Tseng's cock. Again and again, he rolled back, trying to milk every last drop out of himself, every last ounce of pleasure, until the overstimulation left him breathless and numb.

Unknowing, uncomprehending of the humiliations in store for him in his near future, his eyes rolled back in his head, his body going slack. Whatever Tseng might choose to do would be allowed, what other choice did he have after all? He'd let the other man fuck him to his own completion without comment, even if it might be almost too much for his now overused hole to handle. Nothing but moans and incomprehensible noises of pain and pleasure, he was rendered half conscious and dripping.

lmfao I'm glad, this thread is A+

Glad you're enjoying this! I certainly am!

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*laughs* it happens.

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I may have your kink pages up *laughs*

Lmfao its a bit sparse in there but its got most of my faves

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laughs it happens.

I may have your kink pages up laughs

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