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"writing": "[center][b]It is a brand new evil life[/b][/center]\n\nThe wind blew furious in his ears while he kept the eyes tightly closed. It wasn’t a bad sensation… he had felt it before when flying on the air. The problem was that, in this situation he was flying backwards and with a terrible pain in the stomach. And it didn’t took long before his back slammed against a rock and Drako slid slowly till he was sitting on the floor, blood coming out of his mouth.\n\n“REPEAT THAT AGAIN!” roared the jackal in front of him wearing golden and green Viking armor “WHY ARE YOU USING THESE WITHOUT ASKING ME?!” he shook a collar in front of Drako’s face “And even worse… YOU A FREAKING SLAVE OF SOMEONE ELSE?!”\n“I-I… G-Great grand… father…” Drako grunted and coughed blood “I just… found him and…”\n“No spawn of the Lokison family will be a slave to other!” Roared Loki as he lifted Drako squeezing his throat.\n“Y-you… are… killing me!!” whined Drako shaking his paws as the air slowly fleed from his lungs.\n“I should” admitted Loki and threw Drako to the ground “But it’d be a waste of my family blood. Tho you are a waste of it too!”\n\nDrako crawled away but Loki grabbed his tail tugging it and looking at the wound that had severed the limb.\n\n“When you lost this piece of your tail?”\n“N-Not too long after I left...” gasped Drako and felt a cold sting on his tail “AH!! W-what are you doing to me?!”\n“Fixing you, bastard” roared Loki as he regenerated Drako’s long tail “What about the scars?”\n“Battle scars” snarled Draco and Loki set his eyes on the shadow Dragon emblem branded in the skin of his descendant.\n“What the fuck is that?” Loki tried to reamin calm. He wasn’t exactly a forgiver, but that pathetic wolgon was his descendant and he wasn’t going to kill him.\n“My brand… of my owner” looked away Drako.\n“Not anymore” snarled Loki and swaying his hand the brand healed and Drako blushed feeling the warmth in his crotch as the brand there healed too “If you want to be branded, wear the brand of your family!”\n\nLoki swayed his hand and with a painful sting Drako’s left shoulder got branded with a new mark, the mark of Loki. His fur burned and two twined snakes forming a dual infinity symbol marked his body.\n\n“You have any slaves yourself?” asked Loki grinning “Cuz They will change that other symbol into this one.\n“Great… the poor guys” grunted Drako as he tried to stand up “I don’t care about those four mr. good doers… but my three servants…\n“Is that affection I notice in your voice?” asked Loki arching an eyebrow.\n“N-NO…” Drako gasped noticing he had let that slip. He was proud on showing an iced heart to everyone, but he couldn’t help it… he had grown fond to those three guys.\n\nLoki smirked and stood up straight stomping on Drako’s chest his footpaw pinning him down and causing him more damage.\n\n“That’s good!” said Loki “I know your wish is to conquer the world… or at least have your own kingdom. But if you act as other villains being only proud on yourself… You’re bound to fail. Heroes think only they can love, but we can to. Didn’t I loved Angrboða and Sigyn?”\n“W-what you mean? NGH!” Drako grunted as his ribs cracked “P-Please spare me!”\n“When you do something just for the pleasure of doing it… if you get defeated in your path you don’t feel it.” Started Loki “But when you have someone you care deeply about and that you love. Defeat is not an option and no matter how much a hero tries, you won’t be taken down because you’d be more worried for the wellbeing of your loved one instead of just thinking that you could have another chance” finished Loki lifting his footpaw “Let that sink on you, pathetic excuse of wolgon… and leave my home!”\n\nDrako crawled away, bruised, bleeding and beaten and he opened a portal falling on it and straight to his dungeon. Slamming his body on the floor and grunting, in front of him the four defeated heroes were tied and moaned blindfolded and gagged, but behind them, hanging from cuffs were his three servants.\n\n“MASTER!” the three yelled at the same time. They twisted the wrists and the cuffs opened. \n“Master! You’re bleeding! Ruffles! Get something to stop the bleeding NOW!” roared Kitten as he ran to Drako and turned him making him lay on his back.\n“Here!” shouted the girly bull taking several clothes.\n“Here let me help” Lassie took some of the clothes and started pressing on the wounds.\n“I’ll be fine… return to your bounds before Draco returns” gasped Drako struggling to stand up “Go… I have to… think…”\n\nThe three guys looked at each other and shook their heads at their master in a rebellious act.\n\n“We won’t go until you’re better and if Draco comes… he’s not our master, you are” argued Lassie standing up and offering a hand to Drako, his naked body with harness and a cock and balls ring forcing his canine member to stand proud, just like the other two.\n“Yes! And you are in our need” smiled Kitten standing too, he was the smaller of the three, he barely reached Drako’s pecs.\n“When we met you… we were afraid but you were so… good to us” admitted Lassie “When I was Ralph I never had someone doing things so nice to me.\n“You… realize it was to flirt and make you fall for me?” grunted Drako.\n“Hey, I don’t complain about anything you know? I was bored of my life and I already knew who you were” admitted the wolf “When I saw you at the restaurant I begged my manager to let me serve you.”\n“And When I saw you coming remember I didn’t put up a lot of resistance” winked Kitten.\n\nDrako looked at them and nodded. He held Lassie’s hand, with a shakey handpaw and was lifted. His three willing slaves took him to the bedroom and attended him caressing him with their affection. The evil wolgon realized then… not because you’re evil it means people won’t offer their own freedom to you willingly. Some might. He understood the words of his grandfather: “Even if you’re evil, if you keep those under your domain happy, they’ll adore you like a God”. The wolgon knew what he had to do. He had learned enough already… He had taken a decision.\n\n--- o ---\n\n“So… are you for sure?” asked the shadow dragon looking at the wolgon, he was surprised he wasn’t sporting his branding anymore and instead he had two snakes branded on his left shoulder… he had already noticed that the four heroes and the three slaves sported the same brand now instead of his own emblem “I don’t think you’re ready for what you want”\n“I am Sir” said Draco standing straight “I’ve decided and the… bashing of my family… made me realize I should start working for myself. That doesn’t mean I cannot keep in contact with you, being your friend and business partner. If you ever need of my…”\n“I cannot accept it” shook his head the dragon tapping rhythmically his claws on the desk “You’re my best asset”\n“Sir… Draco, please” insisted Drako “I know I’ve learned enough, whatever you need for me to prove it I’ll do it”\n\nThe dragon looked at the wolgon to the eyes. He sighed. It was right, the wolgon had given himself to him, and he never actually considered him a slave completely. A test worth of his freedom was up to be beyond difficult if he was ready as he claimed.\n\n“Good” nodded the shadow dragon “Retrieve one of those you got me to sell. If you get him back without a complaint from the buyer you prove you’ve learned enough.”\n“Fine, I will”\n“I don’t want any fighting with them”\n\nDrako nodded and walked out of the office and back to his own mansion where he had his dungeon. He entered and found the three boys tied to machines being miked moaning in pleasure as mechanical dildos pushed deep inside them. The four heroes remained there in their pedestals, displayed and soaked in recent cum of the boys.\n\n“Well… He agreed with the condition of retrieve one of the slaves I got for him to sell…” sighed Drako standing next to Keene and leaning on his head making the broken slave moan in pleasure for being used.\n“Umm… Sir?” asked Ruffles suddenly.\n“Yes?”\n“Could I ask you to retrieve my father?” the bull looked down “I… know my mom is all alone no but she has weak heart. Without me and him…”\n“I’m a villain” said Drako moving away from Keene making him whine “I don’t go doing favors.”\n“I’m begging you” replied Ruffles “Not asking you for a favor I’ll do whatever you want!”\n“You already do Ruffles” said Drako chuckling “But I will” nodded the wolgon “What kind of Master would I be if I don’t pay attention to the needs of my servants?”\n“S-servants?” asked the three boys at the same time confused.\n“W-we are your slaves” said Kitten.\n“And we won’t accept any other way to refer to us” completed Lassie.\n“Then you’ll be my servant slaves” smirked Drako “A king needs servitude.”\n\nThe boys laughed understanding what Drako meant. The wolgon stood and threw them some clothes. They looked at them and then at Drako confused.\n\n“What are these for?” asked Kitten lifting a tank and a pair of short shorts.\n“I want you there to wait for when I return” simply said Drako “I can’t have you naked on the streets when you’re as ‘civilians’” \n\nThe evil wolgon laughed and untied his boys ordering them to dress. They obeyed immediately and then walked off the dungeon and of the mansion. Drako knew the father of Ruffles was bought by some politician what would make things easier… he could not reclaim anything since his job would be tainted by that. It was his first purchase and he wasn’t even close friends with anyone in the business to have a safe way to complain. The perfect hit.\nWith a sucking sensation, the three boys kneeled on the floor as Drako took them to the place using one of his portals. Kitten threw up and caused laughs from the others, two seconds before they threw up too.\n\n“Stay here, I’ll be back soon”\n“Yes master” replied the three at the same time.\n\nDrako left and disappeared within another portal. The three boys looked at the tall building and Ruffles clenched his fists. He knew he was up for a life of torture for that request, but he was willing to accept it. Soon the minutes passed and the boys began talking about how they had enjoyed humiliating the three heroes. They enjoyed the most with the youngest, the rabbit, but the one that looked like their master… the effeminate moans he offered were amazing.\nThey were so lost in the chat that when Drako appeared holding the naked muscular bull they yipped in surprise.\n\n“Daniel!” shouted the elder bull running and hugging his son.\n“Dad!” held him tight Ruffles as he fondled his father. But then the elder bull let him go and stood protective in front of the boys confronting Drako.\n“I know it was you who captured me… why you have my son and the minister’s son with you?! And why you… rescued me?”\n“Your son asked me for that, right Ruffles?” asked Drako.\n“N-No… You won’t have him!”\n“I’ve fucked him every night and he moans a lot” admitted Drako “His taint is soft… his ass hole is so tight…”\n“HOW DARE YOU?!” roared the bull and ran to Drako but Ruffles held his arm.\n“NO DAD! DON’T HURT MY MASTER!” begged the young bull.\n“W-what? Y-your… Master?” the eyes of the elder bull started to shake.\n“Look, I don’t care what happens to you. I only care for what I want and right now YOU are my ticked to go working solo.” admitted Drako and he called the shadow dragon by phone. He put on a videocall and showed him the rescued bull “Sir, as I told you, I would rescue one, this one is Ruffle’s father and since I retrieved him I assume I’m free to do as I please with him”\n“Fine… you’re free to go on your own. I already got my money from him… You still be my business partner right?”\n“Yes Sir” nodded Drako with a devious smile “I have some ideas you’d love to compensate for this.”\n\nDrako ended the call and looked at the elder bull. He was still defiant on him trying to protect the three boys who chuckled at that leaving him even more confused.\n\n“Ruffles asked me to rescue you in order to return you home.” Admitted Drako and the elder looked at his son who nodded.\n“I don’t accept that!” shouted the elder “I will take him back home!”\n“I don’t want to” shook his head Ruffles “I want to be with my Master, he’s my owner and I’ve decided to be by his side.”\n“W-what will I tell to your mother?” said the elder looking at young bull.\n“That I’m happy and someone already is taking care of…”\n“TAKE COVER!” roared Drako pushing the kids away and shoving the elder to the other way dodging at the same time a large set of spikes that sunk on the floor where they were seconds ago.\n\nDrako stood in front of the boys and opened a portal next to the elder Bull.\n\n“LEAVE! NOW!” ordered Drako and with a last look full of tears to his son, the bull entered the portal. Then Drako opened other as he saw a large folf wearing a purple Victorian garb approaching them with dark magic summoning circles in front of his hands with claws “You three… return home”\n“Y-yes sir!” the three fleed and Drako closed the portal.\n“Ohhh I see you have some nice slaves there” laughed the folf approaching with his purple eyes set on Drako “They are not my type… I prefer buff guys to tie and submit to my will” he aimed at Drako with one of the circles and shooting a blizzard against the wolgon.\n\nDrako received it grinning and walked towards the folf. They ended up face to face, though Drako barely reached the pectorals of the folf. Both looked at the other right to the eyes.\n\n“Interesting… I feel all that power in you. The power of a demon yet you don’t look like the ones I’ve captured and enslaved” smirked the folf.\n“I’m a monster, not a demon” snarled Drako and gave a sudden punch to the folf sending him flying against a car.\n“Either way” laughed the folf freeing his massive body from the demolished car “If I enslave you… I’ll get a great power”\n\nFor a moment, each stood his ground, measuring the other carefully before taking the initiative. Little by little they started to walk forward. Drako was surprised the alarm of the demolished car didn’t took civilians out… not that he cared for their safety, having living shields was useful from time to time, that was all. On the other hand, the folf looked at him, from the tip of the claws to the tip of the ears, smirking and noticing the small stature compared to his.\nFinally, they took the turn to action and ran against the other. Draco clenched the fists covering them in ice magic while the folf aimed with the magic circles. The blast from Drako hit the one the beefy hybrid sent. Ice met ice and a little storm unleashed for an instant leaving them blinded. Drako took the advance and tried to land a hit on the folf but a magic circle created right where he was standing and he had little time to react and dodge the pilar of spikes that burst from the floor.\n\n“Not bad for a noob” smirked Drako looking at the folf.\n“Careful who you call a noob” growled the folf “For your information the name is David Ponsonia… but everyone knows me as Duke”\n“Charmed” smirked Drako and ran towards Duke landing a swift punch under his jaw, lifting the muscular body a few inches from the road.\n\nAiming once more, Duke summoned a fiery blaze that burned the lower part of Drako’s coat. The wolgon roared and threw himself towards the folf summoning Surt’s sword but was intersected by Duke summoning a purple claymore he used with only one hand. Compared to the folf’s size, the Claymore looked more like a long sword.\n\n“Careful, you might break a claw” laughed Duke hitting on Drako for his not so masculine looks.\n“Look who’s talking ball of meat” the wolgon replied and rushed fast as a lighting towards the folf.\n\nDuke felt the paw of Drako sinking on his gut as he flew again towards a traffic light. He growled and his summoning circles increased their shine as his eyes glowed in purple. His lips twisted in an evil grin. Duke pressed a hand against his chest and lowered it slowly with a lewd expression till it reached his crotch. His eyes shone brighter and he roared running towards Drako with a shark grin in the mouth.\n\n“W-what the…” gasped Drako and he soon felt the powerful fist land on his face causing him an intense pain as he flew and rolled on the pavement “Uggh… d-damn it…”\n“Feel the power of Asmodeus” smirked Duke as he ran again towards Drako.\n\nThe wolgon tried to stand up but his eyes still saw little lights from the powerful punch he had received. Duke reached him and tried to punch again but Drako reacted and leaned to a side dodging the punch that would have make his guts burst open. He then slashed at the folf who blocked once more with the claymore. Drako smirked. With a sudden movement, the hand of the evil wolgon was aiming at the folf and a sphere of darkness exploded against the hybrid’s chest sending him flying against a wall. Duke crashed there and laughed.\n\n“You’re good” laughed the folf as he pulled his body out of the concrete “No demon has been able to stand for this long my attacks. Less when I’m boosting myself with the power of lust.”\n“Maybe you have to fight real demons then” laughed Drako suddenly appearing in front of Duke and slashing at his throat but the folf blocked with his purple claymore.\n\nThe steel clashed again and sparks lifted in the air. Both moved to a side and dodged another lethal strike from the other while the civilians finally began running and screaming. But to Drako, the lethal hits intended by the folf were mere fakes. He had already claimed he would enslave him to get his powers… then… why was he faking his own? All that power… it was not like the power Draco had. The shadow dragon had an amazing and outstanding power, but the kind of raw power Duke portrayed… it attracted him. Or was it the male himself? Drako shook his thoughts away and focused again on the battle just in time to dodge a spike that flew towards him. He wasn’t going to be enslaved anymore. He was a ruler, he was a descendant of Loki.\n\n“Enough of this” roared Drako and his body got covered in a gelid aura as he ran towards Duke and started punching him banishing the Surt’s sword.\n\nDuke banished his sword and blocked the punches, but he noticed every time they hit his own, his fists (and arms when blocking) got frozen briefly. That kind of power was amazing and he wanted it for himself… but Drako wasn’t making it easy. The wolgon began mixing punches and kicks as he continued blocking and answering. Duke tried to boost himself again, but Drako had noticed the way he did it and kept punching and kicking his hands away from the folf’s crotch and chest to prevent more of that sudden painful boosting.\n\n“Not letting you do that again kid” said Drako as he got serious into the battle punching and blocking the attacks of Duke.\n“Then I’ll have to make you submit” said the folf punching Drako on the face, but that time, the wolgon didn’t flinched.\n“I must admit… that power you have… it attracts me like you have no idea” grinned the wolgon “But I won’t be your slave. At most you’d become mine!”\n“YOU WISH!” laughed the folf and punched Drako across the jaw with a power that would have make any other faint. But Drako was sturdy and resisted punching the same way under Duke’s jaw.\n\nOnce more, Drako and Duke clashed with punches, kicks, magic that froze their hair and fur, as well as the edge of their steels since they had summoned the swords once more. The folf gasped in a sudden attack that made him slide back a bit. Who was that demon, monster as he called himself, that, even being so petit, packed such a punch?! He shook that thought of the head and landed a kick right against Drako’s open palm that closed gripping his ankle. Duke gasped and Drako started to spin him around with incredible strength for a guy his size. His sweaty hands let the claymore slip and sink on the wheel of a SUV, but Drako didn’t stop.\n\n“It’s OVER!” roared the wolgon and freed the folf’s ankle sending him flying towards the sky.\n\nDuke grunted and spun on the air and to his surprise Drako was already waiting for him and received him with a kick that slammed him against the floor with a terrible pain exploding inside him. He was resistant thanks to the strength he had stolen from several demons, and the power he managed to get from Asmodeus, but still… that had hurt.\nDuke coughed and tried to stand, but he couldn’t pass from being all fours, gasping for air, sweat dripping from his forehead and face to the damaged pavement. He heard a soft noise and then steps. He tried to boost himself again but it was too late.\n\n“You were good… if I wanted, I could sell you for a good price… But I’m no longer having slavetrading as my main business” Drako grinned and kicked the folf throwing him over and pinning him to the floor with his paw. The wolgon kicked the folf forcing him to lay on his back and pressing the sword against his neck. \n“A beast like you shouldn’t be able to defeat me!” roared Duke leering at Drako with those deep purple eyes.\n\nThe wolgon looked at the folf right to the eyes and then examined him. He resembled A LOT the husband of his hero doppelganger. What if his good counterpart had found in his realm the good counterpart of that brat that claimed to enslave demons to posses their powers? Did that meant something? Did that meant that Loki’s words were directed towards him? Did he had to face this folf and fall in love with him?\n\n“What’s your story?” asked Drako finally surrendering to his own curiosity.\n“I don’t have to…”\n“I ORDER YOU TO TELL ME YOU STORY!” shouted Drako but Duke’s eyes shone purple.\n“I ORDER YOU TO LEAVE ME ALONE!” the folf made eye contact with Drako, but the wolgon didn’t move an inch “w-what?! I AM ORDERING YOU!”\n“Maybe that works with the weak of mind but I’m not one of those” smirked Drako as he sunk a bit more his blade getting a string of blood to drip on Duke’s neck.\n“Uggh… I-I was part of an order that fought demons… but I am descendant of one they call traitor. The bullying they did… I never enjoyed it. I summoned demons and controlled them. I rampaged on the temple and fucked those who had attacked me. The most satisfying one was the guy that made me think I could be loved… before he did this to me” the folf pointed at a scar on his left pectoral “He stabbed me and I realized I could never trust in anyone”\n“Yeah, yeah… typical” the wolgon was tip tapping his claws to Duke’s annoyance.\n“I killed them after raping them and breaking their will. When they begged for me to be their master I cut their heads. That summoned a powerful demon, the only one I haven’t been able to control. Asmodeus. But I defeated him and managed to control a bit of his power” Duke’s lips twisted in a smirk and Drako looked curious at Duke “Besides buffing myself to this size I stole from him the ability to boost my strength with the lust and the power to arouse and make extremely horny anyone.”\n\nDrako arched an eyebrow and looked at himself without moving the sword an inch, then looked back at Duke.\n\n“Well, I dunno how that power works but I feel nothing” said the wolgon, and the folf realized he wasn’t lying. Any male he had subjected to his power ended up sweating, lolling the tongue and crawling to be fucked… but Drako was cool like a breeze and his crotch wasn’t even bulging.\n“H-how is that possible?!” yelled Duke out of surprise and disbelief.\n\nDrako looked at him, the look he had on the face was exactly the look the wolgon had when he faced and lost his freedom to the shadow dragon. He understood then that the folf still had a long way to learn and that he wasn’t focusing his power as he should have. And that he lacked the same he lacked, even having the capacity to reach his goals.\n\n“I cannot say I relate to your story… but I kind of feel a connection with you” Drako smiled widely “I looked for power without noticing I needed something else. That look you have is the one I had when the one I called Master defeated me.”\n“W-what?!” shouted Duke surprised to hear that; but Drako moved the sword and made it disappear much to the folf’s surprise and annoyance.\n“I cannot force you to agree, but I can tell you this: I’m a norse creature of the darkness, and even amongst us, honor and loyalty to our allies is something we respect and will never shatter” Drako looked at Duke. He definitively looked like that other guy. Loki said he should find love… maybe he should have try and love that guy? Who knew? But he wasn’t willing to try and love any puny guy… the folf had to improve “I can teach you if you come with me” Drako offered his hand to Duke.\n“Teach me?! Like if you…” started Duke looking at Drako, he couldn’t help it, he didn’t look completely like anything of his type. But nevertheless… he couldn’t stop thinking that guy could have killed him and didn’t “Like if you could teach me… something…”\n“I beat you” smirked Drako “C’mon… you’ll love my place”\n\nDuke doubted for a second only. Why that guy didn’t kill him when he had the chance. He had killed lots of people in the same circumstances. But the wolgon didn’t. In his first act of confidence and trust ever since he summoned demons and enslaved them to his will and his goal of dominion over the people, Duke held Drako’s hand and the wolgon helped him stand up.\nDrako opened a portal and walked in. Duke looked at the wolgon. He had a firm pace walking, masculine and royal-like despite his figure not being so masculine. Maybe it was what he needed to get even more powerful; not to enslave him, but have him as his partner. Duke stood in the portal and took a step into a new life he never thought he’d have.",
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It is a brand new evil life
The wind blew furious in his ears while he kept the eyes tightly closed. It wasn’t a bad sensation… he had felt it before when flying on the air. The problem was that, in this situation he was flying backwards and with a terrible pain in the stomach. And it didn’t took long before his back slammed against a rock and Drako slid slowly till he was sitting on the floor, blood coming out of his mouth.
“REPEAT THAT AGAIN!” roared the jackal in front of him wearing golden and green Viking armor “WHY ARE YOU USING THESE WITHOUT ASKING ME?!” he shook a collar in front of Drako’s face “And even worse… YOU A FREAKING SLAVE OF SOMEONE ELSE?!” “I-I… G-Great grand… father…” Drako grunted and coughed blood “I just… found him and…” “No spawn of the Lokison family will be a slave to other!” Roared Loki as he lifted Drako squeezing his throat. “Y-you… are… killing me!!” whined Drako shaking his paws as the air slowly fleed from his lungs. “I should” admitted Loki and threw Drako to the ground “But it’d be a waste of my family blood. Tho you are a waste of it too!”
Drako crawled away but Loki grabbed his tail tugging it and looking at the wound that had severed the limb.
“When you lost this piece of your tail?” “N-Not too long after I left...” gasped Drako and felt a cold sting on his tail “AH!! W-what are you doing to me?!” “Fixing you, bastard” roared Loki as he regenerated Drako’s long tail “What about the scars?” “Battle scars” snarled Draco and Loki set his eyes on the shadow Dragon emblem branded in the skin of his descendant. “What the fuck is that?” Loki tried to reamin calm. He wasn’t exactly a forgiver, but that pathetic wolgon was his descendant and he wasn’t going to kill him. “My brand… of my owner” looked away Drako. “Not anymore” snarled Loki and swaying his hand the brand healed and Drako blushed feeling the warmth in his crotch as the brand there healed too “If you want to be branded, wear the brand of your family!”
Loki swayed his hand and with a painful sting Drako’s left shoulder got branded with a new mark, the mark of Loki. His fur burned and two twined snakes forming a dual infinity symbol marked his body.
“You have any slaves yourself?” asked Loki grinning “Cuz They will change that other symbol into this one. “Great… the poor guys” grunted Drako as he tried to stand up “I don’t care about those four mr. good doers… but my three servants… “Is that affection I notice in your voice?” asked Loki arching an eyebrow. “N-NO…” Drako gasped noticing he had let that slip. He was proud on showing an iced heart to everyone, but he couldn’t help it… he had grown fond to those three guys.
Loki smirked and stood up straight stomping on Drako’s chest his footpaw pinning him down and causing him more damage.
“That’s good!” said Loki “I know your wish is to conquer the world… or at least have your own kingdom. But if you act as other villains being only proud on yourself… You’re bound to fail. Heroes think only they can love, but we can to. Didn’t I loved Angrboða and Sigyn?” “W-what you mean? NGH!” Drako grunted as his ribs cracked “P-Please spare me!” “When you do something just for the pleasure of doing it… if you get defeated in your path you don’t feel it.” Started Loki “But when you have someone you care deeply about and that you love. Defeat is not an option and no matter how much a hero tries, you won’t be taken down because you’d be more worried for the wellbeing of your loved one instead of just thinking that you could have another chance” finished Loki lifting his footpaw “Let that sink on you, pathetic excuse of wolgon… and leave my home!”
Drako crawled away, bruised, bleeding and beaten and he opened a portal falling on it and straight to his dungeon. Slamming his body on the floor and grunting, in front of him the four defeated heroes were tied and moaned blindfolded and gagged, but behind them, hanging from cuffs were his three servants.
“MASTER!” the three yelled at the same time. They twisted the wrists and the cuffs opened. “Master! You’re bleeding! Ruffles! Get something to stop the bleeding NOW!” roared Kitten as he ran to Drako and turned him making him lay on his back. “Here!” shouted the girly bull taking several clothes. “Here let me help” Lassie took some of the clothes and started pressing on the wounds. “I’ll be fine… return to your bounds before Draco returns” gasped Drako struggling to stand up “Go… I have to… think…”
The three guys looked at each other and shook their heads at their master in a rebellious act.
“We won’t go until you’re better and if Draco comes… he’s not our master, you are” argued Lassie standing up and offering a hand to Drako, his naked body with harness and a cock and balls ring forcing his canine member to stand proud, just like the other two. “Yes! And you are in our need” smiled Kitten standing too, he was the smaller of the three, he barely reached Drako’s pecs. “When we met you… we were afraid but you were so… good to us” admitted Lassie “When I was Ralph I never had someone doing things so nice to me. “You… realize it was to flirt and make you fall for me?” grunted Drako. “Hey, I don’t complain about anything you know? I was bored of my life and I already knew who you were” admitted the wolf “When I saw you at the restaurant I begged my manager to let me serve you.” “And When I saw you coming remember I didn’t put up a lot of resistance” winked Kitten.
Drako looked at them and nodded. He held Lassie’s hand, with a shakey handpaw and was lifted. His three willing slaves took him to the bedroom and attended him caressing him with their affection. The evil wolgon realized then… not because you’re evil it means people won’t offer their own freedom to you willingly. Some might. He understood the words of his grandfather: “Even if you’re evil, if you keep those under your domain happy, they’ll adore you like a God”. The wolgon knew what he had to do. He had learned enough already… He had taken a decision.
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“So… are you for sure?” asked the shadow dragon looking at the wolgon, he was surprised he wasn’t sporting his branding anymore and instead he had two snakes branded on his left shoulder… he had already noticed that the four heroes and the three slaves sported the same brand now instead of his own emblem “I don’t think you’re ready for what you want” “I am Sir” said Draco standing straight “I’ve decided and the… bashing of my family… made me realize I should start working for myself. That doesn’t mean I cannot keep in contact with you, being your friend and business partner. If you ever need of my…” “I cannot accept it” shook his head the dragon tapping rhythmically his claws on the desk “You’re my best asset” “Sir… Draco, please” insisted Drako “I know I’ve learned enough, whatever you need for me to prove it I’ll do it”
The dragon looked at the wolgon to the eyes. He sighed. It was right, the wolgon had given himself to him, and he never actually considered him a slave completely. A test worth of his freedom was up to be beyond difficult if he was ready as he claimed.
“Good” nodded the shadow dragon “Retrieve one of those you got me to sell. If you get him back without a complaint from the buyer you prove you’ve learned enough.” “Fine, I will” “I don’t want any fighting with them”
Drako nodded and walked out of the office and back to his own mansion where he had his dungeon. He entered and found the three boys tied to machines being miked moaning in pleasure as mechanical dildos pushed deep inside them. The four heroes remained there in their pedestals, displayed and soaked in recent cum of the boys.
“Well… He agreed with the condition of retrieve one of the slaves I got for him to sell…” sighed Drako standing next to Keene and leaning on his head making the broken slave moan in pleasure for being used. “Umm… Sir?” asked Ruffles suddenly. “Yes?” “Could I ask you to retrieve my father?” the bull looked down “I… know my mom is all alone no but she has weak heart. Without me and him…” “I’m a villain” said Drako moving away from Keene making him whine “I don’t go doing favors.” “I’m begging you” replied Ruffles “Not asking you for a favor I’ll do whatever you want!” “You already do Ruffles” said Drako chuckling “But I will” nodded the wolgon “What kind of Master would I be if I don’t pay attention to the needs of my servants?” “S-servants?” asked the three boys at the same time confused. “W-we are your slaves” said Kitten. “And we won’t accept any other way to refer to us” completed Lassie. “Then you’ll be my servant slaves” smirked Drako “A king needs servitude.”
The boys laughed understanding what Drako meant. The wolgon stood and threw them some clothes. They looked at them and then at Drako confused.
“What are these for?” asked Kitten lifting a tank and a pair of short shorts. “I want you there to wait for when I return” simply said Drako “I can’t have you naked on the streets when you’re as ‘civilians’”
The evil wolgon laughed and untied his boys ordering them to dress. They obeyed immediately and then walked off the dungeon and of the mansion. Drako knew the father of Ruffles was bought by some politician what would make things easier… he could not reclaim anything since his job would be tainted by that. It was his first purchase and he wasn’t even close friends with anyone in the business to have a safe way to complain. The perfect hit. With a sucking sensation, the three boys kneeled on the floor as Drako took them to the place using one of his portals. Kitten threw up and caused laughs from the others, two seconds before they threw up too.
“Stay here, I’ll be back soon” “Yes master” replied the three at the same time.
Drako left and disappeared within another portal. The three boys looked at the tall building and Ruffles clenched his fists. He knew he was up for a life of torture for that request, but he was willing to accept it. Soon the minutes passed and the boys began talking about how they had enjoyed humiliating the three heroes. They enjoyed the most with the youngest, the rabbit, but the one that looked like their master… the effeminate moans he offered were amazing. They were so lost in the chat that when Drako appeared holding the naked muscular bull they yipped in surprise.
“Daniel!” shouted the elder bull running and hugging his son. “Dad!” held him tight Ruffles as he fondled his father. But then the elder bull let him go and stood protective in front of the boys confronting Drako. “I know it was you who captured me… why you have my son and the minister’s son with you?! And why you… rescued me?” “Your son asked me for that, right Ruffles?” asked Drako. “N-No… You won’t have him!” “I’ve fucked him every night and he moans a lot” admitted Drako “His taint is soft… his ass hole is so tight…” “HOW DARE YOU?!” roared the bull and ran to Drako but Ruffles held his arm. “NO DAD! DON’T HURT MY MASTER!” begged the young bull. “W-what? Y-your… Master?” the eyes of the elder bull started to shake. “Look, I don’t care what happens to you. I only care for what I want and right now YOU are my ticked to go working solo.” admitted Drako and he called the shadow dragon by phone. He put on a videocall and showed him the rescued bull “Sir, as I told you, I would rescue one, this one is Ruffle’s father and since I retrieved him I assume I’m free to do as I please with him” “Fine… you’re free to go on your own. I already got my money from him… You still be my business partner right?” “Yes Sir” nodded Drako with a devious smile “I have some ideas you’d love to compensate for this.”
Drako ended the call and looked at the elder bull. He was still defiant on him trying to protect the three boys who chuckled at that leaving him even more confused.
“Ruffles asked me to rescue you in order to return you home.” Admitted Drako and the elder looked at his son who nodded. “I don’t accept that!” shouted the elder “I will take him back home!” “I don’t want to” shook his head Ruffles “I want to be with my Master, he’s my owner and I’ve decided to be by his side.” “W-what will I tell to your mother?” said the elder looking at young bull. “That I’m happy and someone already is taking care of…” “TAKE COVER!” roared Drako pushing the kids away and shoving the elder to the other way dodging at the same time a large set of spikes that sunk on the floor where they were seconds ago.
Drako stood in front of the boys and opened a portal next to the elder Bull.
“LEAVE! NOW!” ordered Drako and with a last look full of tears to his son, the bull entered the portal. Then Drako opened other as he saw a large folf wearing a purple Victorian garb approaching them with dark magic summoning circles in front of his hands with claws “You three… return home” “Y-yes sir!” the three fleed and Drako closed the portal. “Ohhh I see you have some nice slaves there” laughed the folf approaching with his purple eyes set on Drako “They are not my type… I prefer buff guys to tie and submit to my will” he aimed at Drako with one of the circles and shooting a blizzard against the wolgon.
Drako received it grinning and walked towards the folf. They ended up face to face, though Drako barely reached the pectorals of the folf. Both looked at the other right to the eyes.
“Interesting… I feel all that power in you. The power of a demon yet you don’t look like the ones I’ve captured and enslaved” smirked the folf. “I’m a monster, not a demon” snarled Drako and gave a sudden punch to the folf sending him flying against a car. “Either way” laughed the folf freeing his massive body from the demolished car “If I enslave you… I’ll get a great power”
For a moment, each stood his ground, measuring the other carefully before taking the initiative. Little by little they started to walk forward. Drako was surprised the alarm of the demolished car didn’t took civilians out… not that he cared for their safety, having living shields was useful from time to time, that was all. On the other hand, the folf looked at him, from the tip of the claws to the tip of the ears, smirking and noticing the small stature compared to his. Finally, they took the turn to action and ran against the other. Draco clenched the fists covering them in ice magic while the folf aimed with the magic circles. The blast from Drako hit the one the beefy hybrid sent. Ice met ice and a little storm unleashed for an instant leaving them blinded. Drako took the advance and tried to land a hit on the folf but a magic circle created right where he was standing and he had little time to react and dodge the pilar of spikes that burst from the floor.
“Not bad for a noob” smirked Drako looking at the folf. “Careful who you call a noob” growled the folf “For your information the name is David Ponsonia… but everyone knows me as Duke” “Charmed” smirked Drako and ran towards Duke landing a swift punch under his jaw, lifting the muscular body a few inches from the road.
Aiming once more, Duke summoned a fiery blaze that burned the lower part of Drako’s coat. The wolgon roared and threw himself towards the folf summoning Surt’s sword but was intersected by Duke summoning a purple claymore he used with only one hand. Compared to the folf’s size, the Claymore looked more like a long sword.
“Careful, you might break a claw” laughed Duke hitting on Drako for his not so masculine looks. “Look who’s talking ball of meat” the wolgon replied and rushed fast as a lighting towards the folf.
Duke felt the paw of Drako sinking on his gut as he flew again towards a traffic light. He growled and his summoning circles increased their shine as his eyes glowed in purple. His lips twisted in an evil grin. Duke pressed a hand against his chest and lowered it slowly with a lewd expression till it reached his crotch. His eyes shone brighter and he roared running towards Drako with a shark grin in the mouth.
“W-what the…” gasped Drako and he soon felt the powerful fist land on his face causing him an intense pain as he flew and rolled on the pavement “Uggh… d-damn it…” “Feel the power of Asmodeus” smirked Duke as he ran again towards Drako.
The wolgon tried to stand up but his eyes still saw little lights from the powerful punch he had received. Duke reached him and tried to punch again but Drako reacted and leaned to a side dodging the punch that would have make his guts burst open. He then slashed at the folf who blocked once more with the claymore. Drako smirked. With a sudden movement, the hand of the evil wolgon was aiming at the folf and a sphere of darkness exploded against the hybrid’s chest sending him flying against a wall. Duke crashed there and laughed.
“You’re good” laughed the folf as he pulled his body out of the concrete “No demon has been able to stand for this long my attacks. Less when I’m boosting myself with the power of lust.” “Maybe you have to fight real demons then” laughed Drako suddenly appearing in front of Duke and slashing at his throat but the folf blocked with his purple claymore.
The steel clashed again and sparks lifted in the air. Both moved to a side and dodged another lethal strike from the other while the civilians finally began running and screaming. But to Drako, the lethal hits intended by the folf were mere fakes. He had already claimed he would enslave him to get his powers… then… why was he faking his own? All that power… it was not like the power Draco had. The shadow dragon had an amazing and outstanding power, but the kind of raw power Duke portrayed… it attracted him. Or was it the male himself? Drako shook his thoughts away and focused again on the battle just in time to dodge a spike that flew towards him. He wasn’t going to be enslaved anymore. He was a ruler, he was a descendant of Loki.
“Enough of this” roared Drako and his body got covered in a gelid aura as he ran towards Duke and started punching him banishing the Surt’s sword.
Duke banished his sword and blocked the punches, but he noticed every time they hit his own, his fists (and arms when blocking) got frozen briefly. That kind of power was amazing and he wanted it for himself… but Drako wasn’t making it easy. The wolgon began mixing punches and kicks as he continued blocking and answering. Duke tried to boost himself again, but Drako had noticed the way he did it and kept punching and kicking his hands away from the folf’s crotch and chest to prevent more of that sudden painful boosting.
“Not letting you do that again kid” said Drako as he got serious into the battle punching and blocking the attacks of Duke. “Then I’ll have to make you submit” said the folf punching Drako on the face, but that time, the wolgon didn’t flinched. “I must admit… that power you have… it attracts me like you have no idea” grinned the wolgon “But I won’t be your slave. At most you’d become mine!” “YOU WISH!” laughed the folf and punched Drako across the jaw with a power that would have make any other faint. But Drako was sturdy and resisted punching the same way under Duke’s jaw.
Once more, Drako and Duke clashed with punches, kicks, magic that froze their hair and fur, as well as the edge of their steels since they had summoned the swords once more. The folf gasped in a sudden attack that made him slide back a bit. Who was that demon, monster as he called himself, that, even being so petit, packed such a punch?! He shook that thought of the head and landed a kick right against Drako’s open palm that closed gripping his ankle. Duke gasped and Drako started to spin him around with incredible strength for a guy his size. His sweaty hands let the claymore slip and sink on the wheel of a SUV, but Drako didn’t stop.
“It’s OVER!” roared the wolgon and freed the folf’s ankle sending him flying towards the sky.
Duke grunted and spun on the air and to his surprise Drako was already waiting for him and received him with a kick that slammed him against the floor with a terrible pain exploding inside him. He was resistant thanks to the strength he had stolen from several demons, and the power he managed to get from Asmodeus, but still… that had hurt. Duke coughed and tried to stand, but he couldn’t pass from being all fours, gasping for air, sweat dripping from his forehead and face to the damaged pavement. He heard a soft noise and then steps. He tried to boost himself again but it was too late.
“You were good… if I wanted, I could sell you for a good price… But I’m no longer having slavetrading as my main business” Drako grinned and kicked the folf throwing him over and pinning him to the floor with his paw. The wolgon kicked the folf forcing him to lay on his back and pressing the sword against his neck. “A beast like you shouldn’t be able to defeat me!” roared Duke leering at Drako with those deep purple eyes.
The wolgon looked at the folf right to the eyes and then examined him. He resembled A LOT the husband of his hero doppelganger. What if his good counterpart had found in his realm the good counterpart of that brat that claimed to enslave demons to posses their powers? Did that meant something? Did that meant that Loki’s words were directed towards him? Did he had to face this folf and fall in love with him?
“What’s your story?” asked Drako finally surrendering to his own curiosity. “I don’t have to…” “I ORDER YOU TO TELL ME YOU STORY!” shouted Drako but Duke’s eyes shone purple. “I ORDER YOU TO LEAVE ME ALONE!” the folf made eye contact with Drako, but the wolgon didn’t move an inch “w-what?! I AM ORDERING YOU!” “Maybe that works with the weak of mind but I’m not one of those” smirked Drako as he sunk a bit more his blade getting a string of blood to drip on Duke’s neck. “Uggh… I-I was part of an order that fought demons… but I am descendant of one they call traitor. The bullying they did… I never enjoyed it. I summoned demons and controlled them. I rampaged on the temple and fucked those who had attacked me. The most satisfying one was the guy that made me think I could be loved… before he did this to me” the folf pointed at a scar on his left pectoral “He stabbed me and I realized I could never trust in anyone” “Yeah, yeah… typical” the wolgon was tip tapping his claws to Duke’s annoyance. “I killed them after raping them and breaking their will. When they begged for me to be their master I cut their heads. That summoned a powerful demon, the only one I haven’t been able to control. Asmodeus. But I defeated him and managed to control a bit of his power” Duke’s lips twisted in a smirk and Drako looked curious at Duke “Besides buffing myself to this size I stole from him the ability to boost my strength with the lust and the power to arouse and make extremely horny anyone.”
Drako arched an eyebrow and looked at himself without moving the sword an inch, then looked back at Duke.
“Well, I dunno how that power works but I feel nothing” said the wolgon, and the folf realized he wasn’t lying. Any male he had subjected to his power ended up sweating, lolling the tongue and crawling to be fucked… but Drako was cool like a breeze and his crotch wasn’t even bulging. “H-how is that possible?!” yelled Duke out of surprise and disbelief.
Drako looked at him, the look he had on the face was exactly the look the wolgon had when he faced and lost his freedom to the shadow dragon. He understood then that the folf still had a long way to learn and that he wasn’t focusing his power as he should have. And that he lacked the same he lacked, even having the capacity to reach his goals.
“I cannot say I relate to your story… but I kind of feel a connection with you” Drako smiled widely “I looked for power without noticing I needed something else. That look you have is the one I had when the one I called Master defeated me.” “W-what?!” shouted Duke surprised to hear that; but Drako moved the sword and made it disappear much to the folf’s surprise and annoyance. “I cannot force you to agree, but I can tell you this: I’m a norse creature of the darkness, and even amongst us, honor and loyalty to our allies is something we respect and will never shatter” Drako looked at Duke. He definitively looked like that other guy. Loki said he should find love… maybe he should have try and love that guy? Who knew? But he wasn’t willing to try and love any puny guy… the folf had to improve “I can teach you if you come with me” Drako offered his hand to Duke. “Teach me?! Like if you…” started Duke looking at Drako, he couldn’t help it, he didn’t look completely like anything of his type. But nevertheless… he couldn’t stop thinking that guy could have killed him and didn’t “Like if you could teach me… something…” “I beat you” smirked Drako “C’mon… you’ll love my place”
Duke doubted for a second only. Why that guy didn’t kill him when he had the chance. He had killed lots of people in the same circumstances. But the wolgon didn’t. In his first act of confidence and trust ever since he summoned demons and enslaved them to his will and his goal of dominion over the people, Duke held Drako’s hand and the wolgon helped him stand up. Drako opened a portal and walked in. Duke looked at the wolgon. He had a firm pace walking, masculine and royal-like despite his figure not being so masculine. Maybe it was what he needed to get even more powerful; not to enslave him, but have him as his partner. Duke stood in the portal and took a step into a new life he never thought he’d have.",
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