The lighting is dim throughout the living room, cast only by the glow of a television screen, fairy lights strung up about the place, and the glow from doorways here and there, though it's far brighter than the world outside draped in the shadow of night.

Far from peaceful, however, the atmosphere is alive and electric with the sounds of music and lively chatter. The room is packed with guests in all shapes and sizes. A feral zebra is somewhere in the mix between anthros of varying species and even a couple young children running about this way and that.

Between all of them is a tall, red anthro dragon. Black feathered wings threaten to knock cheap plastic cups from the hands of guests as he maneuvers through the crowd, though everyone who speaks with him has a more than warm tone. His name is Aiden, and he's the host of tonight's party.

"Thanks for having us, man!"

"Shit, this rules!"

"Lookin' forward to the main attraction~"

Cheers and celebration surround him wherever he goes throughout his overflowing home, and a sense of jovial pride and joy whirl around him nonstop.

He hurries to the door when headlights outside indicate the arrival of the last few guests. The entire invite list showed for the occasion.

"Aiden! Great to be here!" a jackal greets him along with a feral tiger who is his plus one.

"Lovely to see you as well, Mikey~" the dragon responds and gestures the guests through the door.

"Looking forward to seeing how your lover's doin' tonight~ Hope we're not late for the show!" the canine says with a grin.

"Not late at all, and as for the show, you're welcome to be a part of it. He's in the living room if you'd like to see him~ I must attend to some final preparations myself."

With that, the dragon slinks off through the living room and toward his own bedroom, the only off-limits area in the house.

The new arrivals enter the living room, where they spot the main event tied up on a table near the far wall: Ravyn. The little 8-year-old feather dragon is unconscious for the moment, but he's soon to be the center of attention. Already, guests occasionally prod at him or write crude messages on his exposed body.

Attached to him in several places are small discs strapped tightly in place with leather straps. They attach to over his mouth, pussy, cock, and ass, and it almost seems as if some small portions of him are missing where the discs meet his body.

The chatter is loud, and despite the soon-to-be toy's unconsciousness, Ravyn himself is far and away the primary topic of conversation.

"Those discs..."

"Bet he's keeping our hands off the merchandise before it's time~"

"Haha! Oh yeah, totally."

"Maybe he's got another trick up his sleeve?"

"Doubt it. We all know we're getting a piece of that slut today."

It's not for a few minutes later that the idle questions are answered when Aiden returns. In his arms, he carries four toys. One is a modest sized dildo. The other three are fleshlights.

The dildo tenses slightly and seems to throb as though stimulated by the slight motion of being carried toward the living room. With each step, Ravyn whines just a little in his sleep.

Aiden gestures for the music to be turned down, and he addresses the room.

"Hello, esteemed guests~ I'm sure you've all been waiting patiently for the main event tonight!" he calls across the room. 

Cheers and a few unfiltered animal noises from feral attendees ring from the crowd.

"These toys I've got here are linked directly to those discs strapped onto Ravyn's body. New way to think with portals, eh?" the dragon smiles.

"So here!" all at once he throws the four toys into the crowd, which scatter in the air and are eagerly collected by the waiting guests, "Who wants a piece of him~?"

The music turns back up as Aiden finishes speaking, but the cheers and hollers of the guests bury the melody beneath them for a moment longer. Ravyn stirs slightly in his unconscious state.

PLAFT SMACK PLAT

Instantly, Ravyn's subtle stirs and tosses are turned to violent struggles and muffled cries. He jolts awake and flails against his restraints when a horse on the other end of the room breaks him in by forcing his entire length into the dragon's maw.

The equine's enormous shaft is the largest of the entire crowd, and it's one he's been dying to sink into the dragon's throat since the moment he arrived. 

Several feet of eager equine erection vanish into thin air as the horse slides the fleshlight over his length. Simultaneously, a grotesquely oversized bulge forms beneath Ravyn's chin and forces its way down until its length runs the majority of the boy's body.

PLAPT PLAT PLAP

For Ravyn, this is immediate torture. He's awakened with a dry mouth, and the horse hasn't bothered with any lubrication. The enormous shaft tears at the little dragon's esophagus and instantly forms sores along the inside. It threatens to induce bleeding with each forceful motion in and out.

PLAP PLAP PLAT

The horse is limited in his speed only by how quickly he can slide the portal up and down his length. He lets out an intense moan and leans against a wall. One arm supports him where he leans. The other vigorously moves the fleshlight along his shaft to satiate his burning desire.

His vision is slightly blurred from the pleasure already, but he treats his eyes with as much focus as they can muster to the boy on the other side of the room. It thrills him to see his his cock bulging out Ravyn's entire body like this.

PLAT PLAP PLAT

Despite the intensity and brutality of the rape Ravyn has awoken to, it is far from the worst he's going to experience. Tears are already streaming out of his eyes and muffled wails from his smothered vocal cords, but his suffering has only just begun.

While the Horse is still satisfying himself with the boy, Ravyn feels something else prod him. The portal to his rear end is held by a jackal whose knotted cock pokes into it. A couple of the canine's own friends surround him and gawk as he forces his way inside.

PLAP PLAT PLAFT

In another corner of the room, a small circle is forming. A feral zebra lays and watches while a pig drags a young tabby kitten into the middle of the group. A sheep cheers and strokes himself with the fleshlight containing Ravyn's unlubed pussy.

The pig reveals the dildo Ravyn's cock has become, and he forces it into the little feline boy's hands.

"Go on, toots, have some 'fun' with it~" the pig taunts.

A firm hand on the boy's back reminds him of the force that'll be used if he tries to refuse.

SCHLRRK LICK SCHLRP

And so, he starts to lick and suck on it. It's not the largest, seeing as it belongs to a little dragon close to the cat's age, but it's a lot for him physically and emotionally regardless.

He looks about with terrified eyes while he does his best to satiate the desire of the adults around him, who stare with wicked lust. They call for him to continue and go harder, faster.

PLAP PLAT PLAFT PLAP PLAP

The little tabby does his best to work his mouth on it, though his rough feline tongue scrapes the tender flesh of Ravyn's sex. It only adds to the show as far as the onlookers are concerned, of course.

On the other side of the room, the little dragon victim struggles in his restraints uselessly. The four-way violation and sudden pain from the strain on his unprepared body cause him to helplessly writhe to no avail. His attempts at shouting are more than muffled by the enormouse horse cock taking up an appreciable fraction of the trunk of his body.

PLAPT PLAT PLAFT PLAP

Ravyn's eyes dart around the room to all the adult guests who seem to be having the time of their lives. Loud music, cheers, laughter, and taunts overwhelm his ears.

Meanwhile, another child close to Ravyn's age begins to clamber onto the table and climb over him. For a moment, Ravyn wonders if he might get some sympathy or help from the little Dobermann girl, but she only gives him a curious glance then starts to suckle from his nipple.

The little dragon isn't quite sure if she'd been coerced by an adult or was simply curious, but the canine girl regardless doesn't make him feel any better. She has a somewhat blank look in her eyes, but her tail wags as she swallows down milk from Ravyn's undeveloped chest.

PLAP PLAFT PLAPT PLAT SMACK PLAT PLAP

Ravyn's senses confound him. He feels and hears it all so potently. Cocks of all sizes violate his scarcely lubricated holes, but the sounds of flesh on flesh echo from all corners of the room. His eyes dart around to the different places he's being violated, and he regardless feels it as if each of the holders of his disembodied parts were right on top of him ramming inside.

"Look how scared he is!"

"Little guy can't even think what's happening to him!"

"Someone give me a piece of him! I want to see how much I can get him to squirm!"

Voices of excitement and mockery surround him, intermingled with the rest of the noises of the ongoing party. Thick cocks throb inside of him before blowing their loads, and his holes are passed around each time someone finishes inside without a break. It's hard for him to keep up with it all.

PLAT PLAP SPLRRRT PLAFT PLAPT SPRRRT SCHLRRK PLAFT PLAT

The horse fortunately finishes with his maw and hands it to a lioness with a thick cock who immediately stuffs it between her legs for her own pleasure. The jackal using his rear end knots him and shows his friend the portal fleshlight hanging from his crotch where his shaft is stuck inside, much to their amusement. The little tabby kitten is still being forced to work his cock, but he can't even tell who in the circle surrounding him has his pussy now.

Between the little girl sucking on his nipple and the chaos of the party unfolding, it's difficult for Ravyn to even make out what all is happening. His senses blur, and the tears don't help, either. He makes continual attempts to wail that simultaneously reverberate from his throat and his maw somewhere else in the room. Both sources are muffled by someone facefucking him somewhere.

PLAP PLAT PLAT PLAFT SPLRRRRRT PLAP PLAT FBLRRRBFFFT

Ravyn's body quakes and moves about, but he can never free his tightly trapped limbs from their restraints. Even when the girl who'd drank from him runs off, he still feels overwhelmed.

People gawk and come up to write things on him that he can't read from his restrained position, shouts surround him, and through everything, suddenly something still manages to forcibly capture his attention.

Someone on the floor has decided to make Ravyn's maw into their own latrine. It's hard to tell who from where Ravyn is positioned, but his best guess is it's the heavy set crocodile who looks to be squatting in one corner of the room.

BLRRRFFFFT PLRRRFFFFT FBLRRRRRR

Regardless of the source, the rancid flavor is forced over the boy's whole tongue. The log filling his throat now is larger than some of the cocks he's taken. It feels even more violating.

Eventually, the entirety of the massive turd is dropped into Ravyn's gullet, and he can only swallow it. Tears form into steady streams running down Ravyn's cheeks. He feels so deeply sick he might prefer the feeling of being poisoned, given the opportunity to choose.

BLRRRRRPT FSSHHSHHHHHH

Ravyn has no say in the matter, though. Another log follows the first out, and he chokes it down through tears all the same. His vision is too blurry for him to make it out himself, but the guest who's made his maw his own toilet simultaneously blasts a particularly adventurous plus one with a heavy torrent of piss while other guests stand back from the splash zone and watch.

PLAT PLAP PLAP

Throughout the room, the party continues, however. The party feels like a truly unstoppable force, and it's one that certainly won't halt for the feelings of the restrained boy.

A fox holds the little dragon's pussy in place above his own flank while a feral tiger with an impressive girth mounts him and fucks the portal fleshlight.

"Look, I'm totally taking it! You owe me 20!" the fox calls to a friend who just might be drunk enough to buy it.

BLRRRFFFFT

And meanwhile, a copycat of the massive reptile squatting over Ravyn's maw uses the dragon's tailhole to dump his own waste inside, ass to ass.

The little dragon is lost in his pain and violation. He isn't even sure what's happening to his cock.

The circle around the tabby who'd been forced to play with it descended upon the little feline to get a piece of him themselves. A macaw is stuffing Ravyn's shaft into the kitten's rear while the feline is groped and has a hand held over his maw to muffle his cries.

PLAPT PLAFT SPLAP PLAT PLAP

Ravyn's orifices turned party favors are beginning to be slicked by bodily fluids at the very least, though any proper lubrication still eludes him. His sore and blistered parts don't seem to sting any less regardless.

At some point, his passed around parts connect when someone shows off to gawking guests making the dragon's own cock penetrate his own backside. The tabby his shaft had been forcibly buried in prior is now being led to another room, possibly for first aid, possibly for rape, likely for both.

PLAP PLAT PLAT PLAFT PLAT

Suddenly, however, Ravyn feels something enormous stuffed into his rear that plunges the varying accumulated fluids inside much deeper and bulges his belly outward an enormous portion. Across the room, a feral zebra has set itself up with a makeshift breeding rack of a portal duct taped to the top of a folding table. The table groans with each motion as the zebra's weight strains its frame.

A few moments later, the horse who'd broken him in initially appears again near the table where the zebra is pleasuring itself after sweet talking his way into getting the portal to Ravyn's maw back. He puts it over the end of his shaft, but he only gets it halfway down before something blocks him from going any further.

He looks up, and he locks eyes with the zebra.

"Guess we're at a bit of an impasse here, huh?" the horse laughs a bit.

The zebra huffs and nods, and wordlessly they feel out a rhythm together. It takes a moment, but soon they're thrusting back and forth in synch with each other. One pushes in while the other pulls out, and they keep pace.

PLAFT SCHLRRRK PLAT SHLRRRF PLAP

For Ravyn, this means their equine shafts combine into one long mass bulging out his entire body. His forehead is on the table, and he can't turn his head with the angle he's forced into by the cock in his throat. The shafts make a long bulge together that moves back and forth across Ravyn's entire body from one end to the other.

SCHGLRRRRK PLAT SCHLRRRFK PLAP SHRRRRK

Each swing of the equines' coupled shafts comes with a grotesque wet sound of the mingled fluids that provide scarce lubrication within Ravyn's body being smeared against his insides. It's an overpowering feeling that makes Ravyn reel and retch and sob, but by now he's lost most of his strength and will to even struggle against the unyielding bondage applied to him.

But while the spitroast continues on one end of the room, another scene unfolds on the other side.

A grey coated rat has his rear pressed against the wall. He slides his flank up and down it with Ravyn's cock pressed inside. The back of the portal dildo's base scuffs the wallpaper as it slides along.

He moans and loses himself in the music and the feeling while his plus one, another rat with a snow white pelt, uses twin cocks he'd been endowed with to double penetrate Ravyn's pussy.

PLAP PLAT PLAT PLAFT

"Man, somethin' solid in there," the white rat says, "but it makes 'im real, real tight~!"

"Bet that's some horse's dick," the grey rat replies, "sharing the same little dragon as you~"

"Well, there's enough of him to go around!"

Both laugh and continue to pleasure themselves.

PLAT PLAP PLAP PLAT PLAT

Though time becomes as much of a blur to Ravyn as his surroundings, nothing stays for long.

SPLRRRRRRRRRRT SPLRRCH

Eventually, the equines blow their loads in tandem. A deluge of spunk that's more than Ravyn's undersized insides can handle spews back out through the portal toys, to mingled cheers and profanities from gawking attendees watching the show.

"Goddayumn!" a raven cries at the sight of the spill.

The horse and zebra both finally pull out. Ravyn feels as though his insides have been completely hollowed out when the monstrous members are removed from him.

"What're you two gonna do now?" the raven asks.

"I'm about to pass out, how intense this has been," the horse replies honestly.

The zebra snorts what seems to be a similar response.

"You know the boy's milk helps with that, yeah?" the raven prompts.

"Wasn't told," the horse replies with a curious raise of an eyebrow.

"Try it!" the crow gathers the toys the pair had been using and beckons them both to follow him to where Ravyn is restrained.

PLAP PLAT PLAT

Just as Ravyn's vision begins to clear and the worst of the tears start to subside through his continuing violation, two large shapes loom over him from either side, both the heads of equines.

The pair lean their heads down as if to graze and latch onto the boy's sensitive nipples.

ULP GULP

"Yeah, good, isn't it?" the crow prompts.

"And while you're at that..." the bird continues, "Why don't I have my own fun?"

The crow turns and looks Ravyn in the eyes while running his finger gently over his belly, "Bet you've got a lot of fluids packed in there by now, dontcha?"

With a smile, the crow lines up Ravyn's maw and rear end, then he startles his equine companions by hopping onto the table and landing his rear end on the dragon's abdomen.

His weight on Ravyn's gut forces a load of mingled spunk and waste out his rear— and right back in the other way.

FBLRRRR PLRPT FBLRRFFT BLRRRRRT

A massive bulk of shit from himself and one or two guests, infused with an abundance of zebra jizz, is forced into Ravyn's gullet. All he can do is swallow it down and try not to choke on the vile mess.

"Have a taste!" the crow calls in sadistic delight while his compatriots continue to suckle from Ravyn's chest.

BLRRRFFFT SPLRRRGH PFFRRRR

The crow rubs his rump over the boy's belly to force out as much of the fluids inside of him as he can. It's a vile flood that ironically isn't even truly leaving Ravyn's body.

The crow only finally hops up when the flow has ended and Ravyn's sobbing has picked its pace back up. He leaves the boy's rear gaping wide and filled with nothing but air.

"Hahah, oh, this kid's fun, isn't he?" the crow laughs at Ravyn's misfortune.

The horse stands and wipes his face with the back of his hand. The zebra simply backs away.

"You weren't kiddin' about that milk, huh?" the horse responds, now energized and feeling ready for another round in the near future.

"Heheh, oh it's amazing stuff, isn't it?"

SPLRRRRT SCHLRRRK

On the other side of the room, hardly audible over the music at all, the rats finish up with Ravyn's cock and pussy. For just a moment, things go quiet.

Nobody's using Ravyn's body for just this one brief interlude. The music hits a lull. The activity is still buzzing, and Ravyn's head is still spinning and stomach still turning. But there's just a hint of calm.

A circle slowly congregates in the middle of the living room. Guests of all shapes and sizes clear a small space thanks to the hushed whispers and plotting that's circulated under wraps the entire party.

Aiden returns to the scene, and he has with him the tabby boy and the Dobermann girl. The pair of young children look about uneasily. The dragon nudges the duo forward into the middle of the circle.

"It looks like everyone's heard already~ I applaud the enthusiasm, getting ready so quickly~ I suppose you're all hard already as well, then~!" 

As the larger dragon speaks, he places a pillow beneath Ravyn's head to prop it up a bit and ensure he's watching the center of the room. It's a bit of an awkward angle where he's tied down, but he has a decent vantage point on the table he's been strapped to.

Aiden collects the four pieces of Ravyn that've been handed out as portal toys, "Try to keep it to three, four, five at a time in the circle. You'll all get your turns~"

He tosses the assorted objects to the crowd, who eagerly clamor for them, "Now you all have your way with these three~! Fuck these kids senseless!"

An uproar breaks out. Several of the adult guests hurry in to get their hands on the bewildered cubs, who break out in tears as strange hands begin to touch their young bodies in odd places. The toys are distributed between those watching from the sidelines and those getting in on the action themselves.

PLAPT PLAT PLAFT PLAP

It's instantly chaos beyond Ravyn's wildest nightmares. 

A pig holds the Dobermann girl on his lap and ruts into her backside while a jackal and a crow reach to touch her quivering body all over and take turns forcibly making out with her. They're double penetrating Ravyn's pussy together while they're at it. 

The tabby boy is caught beneath the feral tiger in attendance. He's pinned belly up beneath him with a massive, barbed shaft forced down his throat. Two other adults who Ravyn can only make out as a tangle of limbs are buried under the tiger as well. They take advantage of the tight situation to molest the little boy all over.

Ravyn wouldn't even realize that one particular rhythmic motion of arm beneath tiger were someone ramming his dildo cock into the boy's rear end if he weren't able to feel it himself perfectly in time with the motions.

PLAT PLAP PLAFT PLAPT PLAP

The mix in the middle of the circle becomes a blur of appendages and fluids. It's a complex, impromptu dance of people in and out to trying get a turn with the little ones. Ravyn can't even keep track.

In and around the circle, Ravyn's parts are passed around from person to person as partygoers penetrate him in all positions. His eyes wouldn't be able to keep up with all the portions of himself going this way and that even if they weren't clouded by tears.

PLAT PLAPT FAP PAP PLAP

Exotic shafts of all shapes and sizes worm their way in and out of every orifice on Ravyn's body without rhyme or reason and certainly without consideration for his consent. More than a few guests grab one piece of him or another to relieve themselves into in lieu of stepping away from the action to go into the bathroom, despite this being the only moment it's been vacant longer than a few seconds since the party started.

PLAPT PLAP PLAT FBLRRRBRRFFFT PLAT PAP

The floor has been growing slicker and nastier the entire night with splotches of white fluid and pools of urine and even spatters of blood forming here and there, but now, in the mess in the middle of the circle, is the worst of it by far.

Jizz and urine and spit and dung and blood mingle indiscriminately in a puddle that grows ever steadily outward. Guests trudge through it or stop to bask in it if they're especially adventurous, and it only represents a fraction of what's built up in both of the two cubs in the center.

Blood from tears in their bowels that will certainly require medical attention after the fact mixes with scat from so long without being given even a moment to use the restroom and the fluids that varying probing phalluses have pumped them plump with, and the kids grow bloated to the point their bellies are starting to get in the way of the groping and pounding and molesting everyone is enjoying.

A few adults get their last rubs in over the enormously inflated guts of the two cubs, then they resolve to pass the issue along to a kid who it won't hinder their play with.

SPLRRRRSHHH BLRRRFFFCHT GLRRRRRRSHHHH

One whining sobbing child is placed with their rear to Ravyn's maw while the other one is forcibly squatted over the feather dragon's own tailhole. A little pressure on their tummies, and the fluids all pour out.

The seal around Ravyn's parts is watertight. Every bit of waste and spunk and whatever else wound up inside the duo is flushed out into the dragon's own body. He's filled to an extent that's more than grotesque, but he doesn't even get the chance to make a plea for mercy that would regardless be inevitably ignored.

Ravyn's belly fills up, and the guests return to their fun.

PLAPT PLAT PAP PLAP PLAT

The tabby boy cries as hard grips on his wrists hold him in place for an anal pounding. The canine girl screams in pain as sharp teeth dig into her shoulder. And Ravyn weeps helplessly as all parts of him continue to be used and he bears the strain of everyone else's relief and pleasure.

His mind hazes over, and his eyes go dull behind their cover of tears. No matter how impossible it is for him to process what's happening to him, however, Ravyn can't escape the raw feelings that continue to pummel him from all angles. It simply goes on and changes and intensifies continually as it has since the night begun.

The feral zebra stuffs his shaft all the way into Ravyn's pussy.

The crow makes out with Ravyn's now filthy maw on a dare then goes back for more on his own depraved volition.

Somewhere in the tangle of appendages, Ravyn's cock is making its way forcibly into one of the other young victims' bodies, though no spectator could even deduce which through the tangle of bodies.

Ravyn's rear is getting another visit and another knotting from a jackal who's betting on whether his friends can pull the portal fleshlight off of him before his knot softens up. The friend who finally dislodges it tongue rapes the feather dragon's rear in turn through his friend's freshly blown load.

Ravyn's milk is constantly being used to refuel rowdy guests. Sometimes his maw is passed around just to be used to clean off peoples' cocks, though with how much has been crammed into it, the effectiveness is debatable.

And through it all, breaks are routinely taken to empty the other two cubs out into Ravyn's own body, all under the watchful eye of his very pleased partner.

Ravyn doesn't get a moment's respite until his body is packed so full that guests start to have trouble penetrating him through the mess inside.

At the same time, the other cubs are on the brink of collapse. At least one seems to have gone unconscious from the violation and abuse.

More and more attention seems to gradually shift back toward Ravyn as the two cubs are carried out, hopefully to receive medical care, likely to be groped regardless of whether or not their destination is a hospital.

For a moment, Ravyn wonders if it's over. He wonders if the party is finally dying. He isn't sure how long it's been. It feels like he's been there for days.

This hope is proven naive, however.

"Everyone, everyone!" Aiden calls as his footsteps fall into the foul pool coating the center of the living room.

All eyes are on the host of the gathering.

"I am so very pleased at the turnout tonight. I believe this concludes much of our festivities, but we're not stopping this party here, are we?"

Shouts and cheers ring loudly throughout the room in a deafening roar.

"There's plenty of night left, folks! Someone endowed come give me a hand unclogging our bitch of the hour, and let's go harder!"

Aiden himself steps forward, and he's joined by the group's well endowed horse and feral zebra. Respectively, they receive Ravyn's maw, rear, and vag.

The three get themselves lined up, with the horse sitting and using his free hand to hold the zebra's orifice of choice in place, then they begin an intense, violent rape from all angles.

PLAPT SQUELCH PLAT PLAP SQRRCH PAP

The partygoers pack the putrid mess further in as they push deep inside. They don't hesitate to lull themselves into a fast, hard rhythm of heavy thrusts. While it doesn't remove anything from Ravyn's body, it does unclog his orifices by using their cocks as hammers to stuff the blockage deeper down into denser coalescences of filth and sex.

PLAT PAP PLAPT SQURK PLAT

Ravyn whines and squirms weakly. He's tormented not only by the pain, discomfort, and violation, but the knowledge that this is only to prepare him for even more of it throughout the rest of the night, until the last of the guests take their leave. He can't find any comfort for himself in the horrible nightmare he endures. Even the thought that it will eventually pass only serves to remind him of how long that will take.

PLAPT PLAT PLAP SQUELCH GLRCH PLAT SPLRRRRRRRT

The party's toys are cleared up and prepared for further use. The three huff and moan as they finish and add their own loads to the masses of mush they've just suppressed, then they pull out and toss the toys back to the eager crowd.

Ravyn whines and writhes in his restraints, but the party continues unheeded into the night.

Minutes crawl by like molasses dripping down. Each hour feels impossible to get through, and yet each passes with Ravyn still conscious and packed full of bodily fluids and violated intensely.

The living rooms is already half trashed by now, but as the rowdier guests remain longer and become more and more of party animals with fewer and fewer more reserved attendees to dilute them, it only gets worse.

Tiny plastic cups litter the floor, stained on the insides with remaining drops of their contents. Mostly your usual expected party fare in beverages and the like, but a few are stained with fluids that came out of a person rather than a tap. Half of these cups were poured over the helpless tied up little dragon at some point.

Stains coat the walls, and pools of filth form over the floor only to be left to dry and covered by more. Furniture is pushed beyond what any cleaner or repair man could recover it from, one idiotic stunt at a time.

More and more bruises form across Ravyn's body as time drags on. Some are from accidents when someone gets shoved into him in what was intended to be a playful argument gone a touch too far or something is tossed to a friend who's too inebriated to react in time.

Most of the bruises are from very intentional abuse, though. Smacks on his thighs and chest and engorged belly are frequent. A few people especially bold raise a foot above the table's height to kick him while he's restrained and helpless.

The filthier his defiled body becomes, the more common of a dare biting him is. Nobody makes any effort to be gentle if they follow through.

Were his vision not obscured by tears and his own groaning, densely packed guts, perhaps Ravyn would be able to see the happenings around him. The chaos. The rowdiness. The depravity. He'd also see his own lover looking intently back at him.

The adult dragon gets his share of turns in with his partner, but the true appeal to him is simply seeing what he can put his little lover through. Ravyn certainly can't stop him, after all.

The music gradually starts to die down. People file out as the clock passes each hour and definitively changes from night to morning. Energy slowly bleeds out of the room until Ravyn is left half conscious and half alive with the last few attendees: those who were most willing to wait patiently for an unobstructed, extended turn with him.

Ravyn can't even make out the vaguest shape of the two men. Their violations blend into the white noise of decadent, cruel indulgences he'd experienced from so many others. If he were more lucid, he'd surely recognize their cocks by now. Someone more attentive in his position would be able to place any guest who'd attended by the feeling of their dick inside of him at this point.

PLAP PLAT PAT PAP PLAP

He lets the time pass him by. The laughter and cruel taunts and jabs fall on ears that can hardly hear anything but the ringing of freshly sourced disgust and trauma that's finally clearly audible over the cheers and music that's rang out all night.

The boy's state only amuses his final abusers further.

PAP PLAT PLAP SPLRRRRT

They finish inside of him in tandem, though Ravyn can only vaguely guess which of his holes were used. Everything is gaping so wide by now the difference between being stuffed with fresh cock and left leaking is hardly noticeable.

When they finally leave, it takes Ravyn a moment to process that it's all finally over. The guests have all gone home. Day is breaking all too soon at long last.

Silence washes over the degraded boy, and finally he can hear himself sob and weep and retch. He is trapped, filthy, and disgusting, but this moment is the closest to rest he's gotten all night.

Finally, Aiden strolls near to untie him.

Mingled feelings of relief, agony, and betrayal at his husband who'd done this to him swirl in Ravyn's mind as he's gently sat up and pulled off the table by strong, careful arms. All the feelings seem so distant now, though. He can hardly feel at all in his present daze.

Aiden carries Ravyn out of the living room in his arms. The disaster is left as a mess to be handled in the morning. An unfortunate side effect to be treated after like a bad hangover.

The devices attached to Ravyn that connect him to the toys scattering the living room floor are shed to land haphazardly with a thud each in the hall. Aiden removes his young dragon lover's remaining pieces of equipment as he walks and carries him directly to bed.

Lying down in any position that isn't spread eagle feels like cold water in a scorching desert for the ravaged little dragon. Despite everything, Aiden is still gentle when laying him down to rest.

"Did you enjoy the party, sweetheart?" the older dragon asks.

He only prompts a hard sob.

Aiden curls up in bed with Ravyn and pulls him in close. He wraps his arms around him tight, and his cock prods Ravyn's demolished cunt.

"Fuck, you're such a precious thing, you," Aiden coos over Ravyn's tears.

"Shhhhh, let's just enjoy a little intimacy, love~" he says as he works his cock into the little one's pussy and leaves it buried inside, "Never too much of that, right~?"

Ravyn sobs and retches as though he were going to puke, though his hardly functioning body can't bring anything up on its own.

Aiden only chuckles lightly, affectionately.

"I love you so much, Ravyn," he says as he moves his maw in range of Ravyn's muzzle, "You know you've been so good tonight~"

The grand wings on Aiden's back stretch forward and wrap around the pair while Aiden indulges himself in a final deep, forced kiss with his lover for the night. He more than takes his time with it. The opportunity to let his own long tongue explore the defiled and damaged mouth of his young love is one he'd never let slip by without making the most of.

After a thorough taste testing of the boy's throat, however, Aiden finally pulls his maw away and curls up snugly with Ravyn in a cocoon of his own wings.

"I'm going to put a baby in you one of these days," Aiden says quietly, "Once I flush out all the other stuff we've stuffed you with~"

"You're a lovely little toy, and I want to start a family with you."

"Don't worry about parenthood. It'll be plenty work, but you'll be very useful already as the family's sole toilet~"

Ravyn can barely muster the energy to sniffle.

Aiden simply tightens the hold of his wings around them both as well as his arms' grip and settles in comfortably. He's content to ignore the mess leaking out of Ravyn's overfilled body. 

Ravyn can only look past the horrible feelings because he's already been on the verge of passing out and has no strength to resist that enclosing darkness.

"Goodnight, darling~ Sweet dreams~"

The pair drift off together.