Garret sighed a little to himself, feeling well and truly accomplished as he headed back out the front door to Max and Ruby’s house and back out into the yard. The sun still shone brightly down on the world, casting its light on what looked like a calm and happy little neighborhood, oblivious to the evil that was happening within it. The dragon chuckled as he adjusted his vest and headed back in the direction of his ship, parked as it was out in the countryside, away from the town. He followed the path, sticking his hands in his pockets as he thought back to Max.

A cute little bunny boy, of tender and abusable age that Garret typically preferred. Young enough to know instinctively that some things were wrong and young enough to have not been taught about sex by his parents yet, just the way he liked it. Of course, it did have it’s trade off, cubs this young usually gave in quickly when the pain started, doing everything they could to avoid it, even if it violated any morals that may have been instilled in them by their parents and Garret really enjoyed it when his playthings had enough resilience to offer him some resistance, even if it was fleeting.

He found soon enough that his feet were leading him along automatically, without him being much aware of where he was walking, or perhaps, some deep internal sense of his was leading him to a scene most would find horrific. As he began to cross a bridge leading out of town, he heard gagging and crying coming from an area to his left and he paused to look over the bridge and into the dry bed of a creek. Inside of it, just out of sight of the main road were Xel and Adan, as well as their plaything, Ruby.

Garret grinned as he watched Ruby’s belly jostle and jiggle, already full of cum as Xel’s cock was ramming in and out of her mouth and throat, Ruby’s eyes glossed over as she half hung there and was half supported by her rapists. Her pussy had already been ripped open by a previous penetration, gaping and oozing a mix of cum and virgin blood while Adan, a stallion far too big for her, raped her ass with zeal.

As Garret watched, both males slammed home and came again. Ruby’s belly jiggled and swelled even further, growing to the point where stretch marks and veins began to become visible on her stomach and cum shot out of her mouth and around Xel’s cock as her body desperately tried to relieve the pressure building up inside. Xel laughed as it shot out around his cock and said, “Look at it come out the otherside!”

Adan meanwhile noticed Garret watching out of the corner of his eyes and he looked up at him before saying, “Hey boss, we may have gone a little overboard.” Garret shrugged and turned to continue on his way as he said, “So? Just don’t kill her. Dead cubs make for bad product.” He heard Adan and Xel acknowledge his orders and resumed his walk out of the town, heading out into the woods.

Finding his ship was a simple matter, for him anyway, he knew where he had left it, striding through the trees and into a clearing, the same one where he’d parked. His cloaked ship remained hidden from view until he reached into his pocket and pulled out a remote and pushed a button on it. The door to his ship became visible and a loading ramp slid down to the ground, permitting him entry into his ship, the cool interior greeting him as he made his way to the elevator and up to the slave floor.

It was here where he did most of his work during his travels, where he kept his playthings and recorded his product, the illegal cub porn for which he was well known. He moved over to a room, labeled “Toys” and opened the door, revealing a room full of the toys, toys for adults designed to be used on kids. He grinned to himself as he grabbed a duffle bag and began to fill it, putting in a riding crop, dildo, sounding tools, cock cage, and some drugs for stimulation and refreshment. He zipped the bag up and as he was leaving, another door caught his eye.

Room 2, where he kept one of his current favorites, a little blue alien he called Stitch. He grinned widely, moving over to the door and pushing in the code to unlock it. The door whooshed open and there, in the middle of the dimly lit room was Stitch. The alien was strapped to the floor, his legs spread apart by straps designed to restrain him, a blindfold over his eyes and headphones on his head. Stitch was grunting and growling, trying to keep from screaming as tears rolled down his cheeks, dripping from the soaked blindfold, drool dripping down his chin as he did everything he could to keep himself under control.

Garret licked his lips, his eyes sliding over the male alien’s form as they fell onto his cock, a technological cock ring snapped into place around the base of his cock, forcing it to remain erect at all times, a ridged sounding rod rammed deeply into his cock, plugging it completely and keeping his precum trapped inside, the bumps of the tool visible through his flesh. His nuts were being crushed by a specially made device, two circular plates pressing down on them, using enough force to obliterate any normal person. But as Stitch was a bioweapon, this force only succeeded in bruising his tender orbs.

Garret’s cock couldn’t help but get hard at this, his own cock pressing out against his pants as he strode over to Stitch and knelt down beside him, pulling off the headphones and blindfold in one motion before gripping Stitch’s head and leaning in to whisper, “How are you doing today my pet?” 

Stitch shifted a little bit, whining as he tried to look away from his abuser, look away from the one who had taken him from his home and was tormenting him so badly. He sniffed a little bit, smelling fear and pain on him as he whimpered, “Stitch hurt…Stitch want to go home…”

Garrett giggled at that, smiling as he rubbed the top of Stitch’s head, The alien whining as he tried to pull his head away, only to experience Garret's strength as he held him in place and said, “Oh poor little one, you are home, you just haven't figured that out yet.” He straightened up and walked in front of Stitch as he said, “But, I'm not unreasonable. I'm thinking of giving you a break.”

Stitch felt his ears perk up instinctively as his head turned swiftly in Garret's direction, an ecstatic smile on his face as he looked hopefully at Garret. He hadn't had a proper break in over 2 weeks now, hopeful at finally being able to curl up in a comfortable bed and have some good food. Tears rolled down his cheeks, fresh ones, tears of gratitude as he looked up at Garret who smiled warmly at him and said, “Yes…I'm going to have you help me rape a cub.”

Stitch felt the hope that he had felt for a brief moment die in him, of course that was the catch. Garret rarely ever gave things purely out of mercy. Stitch would get his break, he would get his rest, but only if he helped to inflict the pain that he was feeling up on somebody else. And the brief time that he stared at Garret, his mind worked over all of the possibilities, worked over whether or not he could do such a thing and then he realized that he could.

Lilo's influence had been great on him, he had become a good person, but through pure self-preservation, it was easy to slip back into his destructive programming as he calmed his heart and stilled his movements as he nodded. The suffering of somebody he didn't know versus his own relaxation and freedom from the pain was more than enough to tempt him into acting. 

Garret smiled at that and ordered the computer to release Stitch, the bonds coming undone from around Stitch’s ankles and wrists, The experiment falling forward a little bit and catching himself, his claws digging into the floor as he reached down to grab the plug in his shaft. Before he could grab it though, Garret grabbed his wrist with his tail and said, “No, I will take that out.” He moved stitches hand away from his shaft and knelt down before pushing Stitch back, sliding a hand up along his leg to his groin and gently cupping his bruised and abused testicles while moving his other hand up along the length of his.

Stitch was so pent up, so achy, and so tender that his shaft throbbed at the touch, a touch that he hated, but he couldn't deny the pleasure and the relief that he was feeling at the gentle massaging and loving strokes. Garret took hold of the ring at the end of the plug and began to pull on it gently, pulling it out slowly, ever so slowly. Each ridge, as thick around as his urethra, made perfectly to plug it without letting anything out, pulled back slowly up along the length of it before coming out one ridge at a time, deliberately slow, agonizingly slow. 

It felt like years but it was only a few seconds before the plug finally came free, leaving his shaft gaping and oozing slightly, stitch letting out the breath that he didn't know he had been holding and panting heavily, his hips trying to thrust ever so slightly, a thrust that he quickly stopped and tried to hide.

Garret smirked at that, his eyes had picked out the slight thrust that Stitch had done, glad to see that his efforts were paying off. He reached out with his foot and rubbed over that tender shaft as he said, “You can let it out later. I know you love that.” Stitch whined and looked away, gasping as he shook his head, denying it. Garret shrugged as he made his way to the door, which opened automatically and he said, “Come on Stitch, we have some fun to get to.”

Max meanwhile was still sitting in his room, still crying a bit as he hugged against the bonds that held him in place. His bedsheets tied around his wrists and around his bedframe. The yucky ballgag in his mouth prevented him from making much more than a whimper, silently hoping that his sister would come home soon.

Surely she would come home, she would know that he was in danger and come to save him. Or maybe his parents would return home early, rescue him and stop the bad male who had hurt him. He sniffed again, tugging on his bonds as the floor boards outside his room creaked. He looked at the door, hopeful, but that hope died as the door opened, revealing the mean male.

Garret smiled at the terrified little cub, already naked with a mighty erection, holding a bag in one hand. He stepped into the room, stroking his cock a bit as he said, “Well, let's continue where we left off.” He dropped the bag on the floor with a thump and as Max looked at it, he saw Stitch, the small blue alien male standing in the doorway. Stitch looked uncomfortable and unsure, rubbing his arms a bit as he stepped into the room. His nuts were still swollen and hurting, making him wince as he moved and as much as he wanted release, a part of him still felt bad for the young boy before him.

Max shook his head and began to try to crawl underneath the bed. He needed to get away from this male, he needed to hide, but before he could get more than a foot he felt a heavy foot push down onto his back, pushing him against the floor and forcing his legs to spread out. Garrett smiled at him, wagging a finger and tsking a bit as he said, “naughty boy, thinking you can get away from me like that. You know I'm going to have to punish you for that.”

He grinned and pulled his tail back before whipping it down with a loud crack as the tip of it slapped across Max’s taint. The cub squealed into the gag, back arching and legs kicking as a welt appeared on his ass. He sobbed, clawing at the floor, silently begging for intervention, for help as Garret looked at Stitch and said, “Stitch, sweetie, get the spiked cock plug out.”

Stitch flinched but nodded, picking up the back and opening it, rummaging around through the various things that Garret had brought. He soon found it, a purple hard silicone rod with rows of blunt head spikes on it, just small enough to fit into a cub's cock hole. He handed it to Garret, who thanked Stitch, rubbing the alien's head affectionately. Stitch didn't like feeling this but there was a slight warmth in his stomach and his tail twitched a little bit, receiving praise instead of punishment from Garret was something that he much preferred. He looked away, trying to hide his blush as Garret grabbed Max and rolled him onto his back.

Max was trembling all over, the toddler cub looking up at Garret with fear normally reserved for monsters. The dragon moaned softly, feeling his cock throbbing appreciation for that look, for the fear he instilled. He reached down to Max’s sheath and began to stroke it gently, cooing softly to Max as he worked to bring out the little cub's erection. Max’s fear was certainly making it difficult, but his fear slowly eased back just enough to let his little cock slip out and grow hard. Maybe this mean male was done hurting him, maybe he was trying to make it better?

He moaned softly, still trembling as Garret stroked his little dick with two fingers, teasing the tip, sliding a finger down the length of it to his balls and back up to the tip. He grinned a bit, reaching with his hand that had the plug in it to rub Max’s head as he said, “You like that? It feels good doesn't it?” 

Max hesitated, looking unsure before nodding, still muted by the gag in his mouth but still managing a gentle, “Mhm…” Garret grinned at that, a toothy grin that made Stitch’s skin crawl as he looked away. Garret spotted this and he said, “You better watch all of this or you go back in that room.” Stitch eeped and looked back at Max as Garret chuckled and said, “That’s better, come hold his dick straight. Now.” Stitch whined at that and shuffled over, getting onto his front and reaching out with his upper arms, taking hold of Max’s cock and holding it straight.

Max looked at the alien, wondering what kind of creature it was until he heard Garret say, “Bad boys are not allowed to feel good.” He then moved the plug into position, pressing it against the tip of Max’s cock. Max went wide eyed and began to shake his head, kicking his feet violently as he tried to voice his fear and pain. The pain in his cock grew with each passing second, the cruelly designed plug pushing in ever so slightly before millimeter by millimeter of it began to disappear into his cock. He squealed and screamed, sobbing as spike after spike slipped into his pee hole, the blunted spikes rubbing his flesh raw and threatening to do some real damage. Garret’s cock oozed precum, dripping onto the floor while Stitch reluctantly looked at the suffering he was helping to cause.

Finally, after only a minute of pushing, the plug seated fully in place, bulging out Max’s cock and causing him so much pain. Garret chuckled and grabbed Max’s head, forcing him to look at his own cock as Garret said, “Pathetic sissy. Your cock is meant for this. To be abused for my pleasure.” He stroked at his shaft again, oozing precum and grinning as Max whined into his gag. Garret smirked at that, looking over at and saying, “Stitch, do you think his ass needs to be used?”

Stitch flinched at the question and looked up at Garret, wanting so badly to say no, to look away, to do anything other than this…but he knew better. He nodded his head slowly and said, “M-master needs it…bunny ass must break for master.”

Garret grinned and nodded, petting Stitch on the head before sitting on the floor, “Well then Stitch, put his ass where it belongs. Make me cum with it. Oh and take that gag out, I want to hear him scream.” 

Stitch nodded and moved to obey. It was why he was here, what he came here for. He pulled at the bonds holding Max and the fabric tore easily, freeing the cub who immediately tried to remove the plug in his dick. Stitch grabbed his hand with one of his four arms before removing the ball gag from Max. The boy’s sobbing and blabbering came out in full force, “Pwease! It hurts! Stop hurting meeee!” He sobbed again as Stitch picked him up from the floor,the cub weighing nothing to him as he carried him over to Garret. That cock throbbed and twitched, a foot and a half long rod of rape tool, a mast that had violated and ruined so many. Garret’s pride and joy. Stitch licked his lips, moving to bend over to lick Garret’s cock, to lube it up for the boy, but Garret put a hand on Stitch’s head and said, “Unlubed. Bitch’s don't get or need lube.”

Stitch whined and nodded, straightening up and sighing as he turned Max to face Garret, lining up the boy’s virgin anus with Garret’s cock. Garret murred, looking into Max's panicked face, the tears rolling down his face as he begged for mercy, mercy that would never come.

The blue alien holding him was too strong, too powerful, Max’s little hands simply bounced off of him as he bashed at his fingers, trying to get him to let go. But then an all new pain hit him. With a blood cuddling scream, Stitch pressed him onto Garret's cock, the boy’s ass being forced open in an instant, Garret’s unyielding spire combining with Stitch’s unnatural strength to ram in that cock with ruthless efficiency. Max felt like his ass was ripping, like it was going to tear open, with only a couple inches of it wedged into him. He frothed at the mouth, eyes going wide and feral as he scratched and clawed at Stitch, desperate to escape him. Garret simply laughed at that, resting his hands on his chest as he watched Max, cock throbbing and twitching as he said, “See, I knew he was a sissy at heart. Push him down, as deep as you can go. And be careful, you could push my cock straight through him.”

Stitch felt sick at that thought, at what he was doing in general and he whined before pushing Max down further. He was so small that only about a third of Garret’s cock could fit into him, but that didn't seem to bother Garret. He was more than used to not going balls deep in his preferred playthings. He groaned and reached up with his tail, rubbing under Stitch’s balls, gently caressing them as he whispered, “That’s it, that’s a good bitch…bounce him good.”

Stitch gulped, feeling that barbed tip on his balls as he nodded, pulling Max back up before sinking him back down. Max squealed and screamed, a sound that would drive any normal adult feral with a desire to help, but Garret was far from normal. His cock throbbed, pouring precum into that tight bunny ass and giving it natural lube as his arousal and excitement kept on rising.

“Ohh…mmf…yeah that’s it sweetie. You’ll make a fine slut for my business. I bet many will pay good money to see you scream.” He moaned deeply as Stitch continued to bounce Max on that cock, hating himself more than he hated Garret, forcing such a vulnerable individual to ride a cock far and away too big for him. He let out his own little sob, looking at the bunny in his hands, the bunny who was starting to slow and become sluggish, adrenaline and fear giving way to exhaustion, burning itself out into bleak acceptance.

Garret chuckled a bit, looking at Max as he slumped in Stitch’s grasp and he said, “As come on, I’m not done listening to you squeal.” He poked Max, who simply lolled in Stitch’s grasp and Garret snorted as he said, “Ah well, finish it off Stitch.” Stitch nodded and continued to bounce Max on Garret’s cock, pushing Garret closer and closer to his climax. He wanted this to end, to be over, he didn't like holding the limp cub, feeling almost like he had killed him. But finally, Garret groaned as his nuts clenched and his voluminous cum load forced its way through Max’s guts. Max squirmed and suddenly snapped up, gripping at Stitch's hands as his belly puffed out with cum and finally it sprayed from his mouth onto Garret and down his front. Garret moaned at that, chuckling as he rubbed his cum into Max's fur, giving a few more spurts before relaxing, finally finished.

Seeing that Garret was done, Stitch pulled Max off of Garret and laid him onto the floor, Max coughing and choking as he struggled to clear his throat and windpipe. Before Stitch could help him, Garret said, “You aren't done.” He grabbed Stitch and yanked him down, pressing his oozing cock against the alien's cheek. Stitch whined and whimpered, looking pleadingly at Garret who grinned and said, “You know you want it. Suck it clean.”

Stitch whined, he didn't want this cock, he hated it, hated the pain that it gave, the things it did…but he couldn't refuse. With a whimper, he opened his mouth, letting Garret slide it in over his tongue, his tongue framing that rod before he closed his mouth around it. He gagged slightly but stilled it, slurping and licking over that cock, sucking the remnants out of it, cleaning it to the best of his ability.

He soon pulled off, panting and looking away as Garret gently slapped his cock against Stitch’s cheek as he said, “Mmm…you’ll always be my favorite.” He grinned and got to his feet, stretching a bit before reaching down and picking Max up by the scruff. He hefted him up like he would a briefcase and said, “Come on Stitch, let’s go.” He then walked out the door like this was the most normal thing in the world, dragging Max along as he went with Stitch following behind him. Things were only just beginning for little Max…