Jay woke up hazily.
The world faded in, shapes first and details second. When his soft blue eyes could finally make out everything around him he realized he was in a dimly lit room. 
All around him were maroon walls, a lacquered wooden floor that reflected glimmers of the soft orange rays created by the large salt lamps keeping the small space lit, and racks with various sex toys mounted chest-level on the longest wall to his right.
As he tried to speak the boy discovered he could make no sound. He felt something heavy against his tongue, stopping him from biting down. He could breathe through it, and that was all. 
Each of his wrists were bound to a board behind him by steel shackles, and he'd been stripped of all his clothes. The only thing the orange crème bat had on were his restraints and the ball-gag keeping him silent. Awareness of the situation quickly drilled through the haze, and his sleepiness began to dissipate like smoke. 
Panic replaced it, and the boy yanked on his cuffs until his shoulders and arms burned. To his dismay he hadn't so much as even slightly pulled the cuffs out of the wall, and in his haste to escape this room he hadn't noticed the two women enter their plaything's “cage”.

A tall, curvy cobra stalked towards Jay, flanked by a more athletic looking Komodo-dragon. Both wore thigh-high and elbow length latex gloves and socks, tight fitting corsets that drew attention to their ample cleavage, and ornate but barely opaque panties that hinted the shape of their smooth cunts. The snake, a seasoned mistress named Sarah, and the top-bitch Komodo Ashley, both eyed up the twelve-year-old with malicious intent.
When Jay heard their footsteps against the wooden floor he stopped his struggle and turned his head to face them. “W-who are you?!” He demanded --or at least tried, his question coming out as barely understood gibberish as his ears going flat against his head. His wings tremored, and hugged closer against himself.

“Our names don't matter,” came the Cobra, flicking her forked tongue in his direction. “You will call us both 'Mistress', and if you fuck that up I will kick your balls back into your little body.”
The Komodo smirked, “That sounds like fun.” She brought her hands to her tits, giving them a squeeze. Her yellow eyes fixed on Jay, almost certainly teasing the teenage boy with the sight of a mature woman's rack.
“Now now, I want him to still be able to cum,” the Cobra persisted, waving a finger at the dragon playfully. “What good is it to torture him if he can't cum?  I stalked this little cub for a whole six months before yanking him.”
The dragon seemed puzzled at this, raising a brow. “Why? The Matriarchy said that women are entitled to any boy they want, you didn't need to stalk him as if the authorities would care anymore.”
Sarah smiled wide, exposing her venomous fangs. “The thrill of the hunt.”

“Please let me go,” Jay tried to interrupt, but once again the only thing that escaped his bound maw was gibberish and whimpers. His knees began to feel weak as fear rose up in his gullet, and he wondered what they were going to do to him. 

“How cute, he's still trying to talk even with that gag in his mouth.” Ashley closed the gap between them with a sultry walk, her hips moving like a pendulum as she approached her caught prey. She reached up and tugged his cheek, and then gave him a hard slap across the face that made him cry out in surprise and pain. “Mmmf, maybe I should take that gag out and let you taste a woman's pussy?” She whispered, dragging her tongue against his rapidly pulsing jugular. “Or maybe... I should shove something down your throat?”

Sarah came up alongside the dragon, and chuckled. She admired the messy fur on the boy's cheek where her friend had struck, “Oh, be gentle with him. Poor boy looks so scared.” She cooed, reaching out to give his nipple a tweak so hard that a long groan of protest escaped his throat. 

The Cobra backed off, turning on her heel towards the rack of sex toys hanging from the wall. She brought her knuckles to her chin as she pondered the many options, but found none of them particularly enticing. “Mm, what to do, what to do... Oh! I know!~”

Ashley looked over her shoulder as Sarah knelt down near a set of drawers, pulling one open and pulling out a familiar device --a Symbian. The sloped curve of the toy's base-board came out easily, and the Cobra brought it over to where Jay was standing. Setting it down at the Ashley's feet, Sarah held up the accessory bag that contained the numerous different phallic dildos the vibrating toy base could be affixed with.
“I want him to squirm,” Sarah said hungrily, “We can take turns fucking him while this thing milks him dry.”

A satisfied hiss came from the dragon. “Such a naughty bitch you are, Sarah. Fuck...” She licked her fingers and slid them past the waistband of her panties, toying with her clit and folds. Ashley moaned in pleasure, and when she drew back her hand her fingers were slick with her sticky femcum; “Fuck... I'm wet just thinking about it. Set it up!”

Jay watched helplessly as the two MILFs got to work on setting up the toy. It took only a minute, but that minute felt like forever for the bat cub. His legs were shaking, tears rolled down his cheeks, he was a bubbling mess by the time they came to undo his cuffs to the walls. The Komodo dragon was twice his size, and she easily kept him under control once the cuffs were unlocked. The cub could smell the faintest scent of an earthly musk she perfumed herself with, while Sarah had a lavender scent to her polished scales. 

Roughly Ashley threw Jay to the floor, chuckling as he went down. His entire body ached in pain, and she made it worse by kicking him in the ribs hard enough to knock the air from his lungs. Sarah said nothing, testing the controls of the Symbian to ensure the dildo worked perfectly. The toy she'd chosen to ruin Jay's virgin hole was the largest dildo on hand. A 12 inch, ribbed humanoid cock, and to top it all off the Cobra squirted a healthy amount of lubricant on the head of the monster toy.

Ashley reached down, yanking Jay up by his hair and dragging him over to the toy. She took his face into her hands, and forced him to look up at her. “You're going to be a good boy and pump me full of cum, understand?” She said threateningly, “Or I'll make sure you can never cum again.”

Jay couldn't protest even though he badly wanted to. The Komodo dragon positioned him, feet spread over the Symbian before forcing him into a squatting position. The boy bit against the ball-gag as the head of the dildo pushed into his virgin asshole, the girth spreading him wider than he was ever meant to go and filling his belly with an uncomfortable pressure. A fresh river of tears began to descend his stinging cheeks, and he sobbed into the gag.

His crying only made the cruel pair more aroused. Sarah smiled as she raised the remote to the toy, and flicked on the vibration. Jay's body went stiff from the sudden sensual onslaught, the toy thrumming against his prostate at an intense speed. His eyes rolled back, and Ashley had to hold him up so he wouldn't drop forward. His legs spasmed, and he tried to stand --but the dragon kept him pinned down.

His pink cock began to harden, rather he wanted it or not no longer mattering it, growing to a sizable nine inches before Sarah's hungry red gaze. She dropped her panties to her knees, kicking them off into the corner, and approaching the squirming bat. She straddled his lap, the tip of his hardened penis against her soaking wet folds. Sarah wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed his face between her heavy tits, settling herself down onto his pulsing member.

The sensation of a warm, tight grip on his cock sent the boy over the edge immediately. He painted Sarah's walls white with seed, but even when his balls finished emptying themselves and he was barely able to think she continued to grind her pelvis against his. Sarah began to pant, her ebony scales shimmering under the soft light of the lamps. She moved her body aggressively against his, confidentially smashing their hips together. 
“Dirty little bitch,” she growled, “cum for me again you worthless little fucker!” 
Jay couldn't hold up against the assault on his senses. The orange crème bat reached climax again and again, pumping fresh seed into the greedy snake's pussy the moment his young orbs had something to give her. As Sarah molested him, she took great pride in ruining the boy's innocence. That alone was prize enough, knowing that she'd deflowered him and raped away his childhood recklessly.
The snake couldn't help herself. It felt so good to indulge, and Sarah flashed Ashley a knowing grin as she noted the Komodo's growing looks of jealousy.
“You... hnf! Should... feel him!”
The Cobra shuddered as her first climax ripped through her, arching her back and moaning loudly as her walls milked his cock for all it's worth. His young balls clenching up and spurting another load of hot cum into her sinful pussy. The cub was wracked with emotions and feelings that were completely alien to him, but with each orgasm he felt more of his brain melting away. His cock was beyond over stimulated, his legs going limp against the base of the Symbian. The vibrations pummeling his prostate continued to milk the whimpering boy 

Ashley finally had enough of just watching, and yanked Sarah off of the cub by her arm. The Cobra opened her mouth to protest but before she could form the words the Komodo was already introducing the boy to her silky walls. Jay cried out in pleasure as the athletic dragon started to thrust her hips against his, pummeling his used cock against her cervix with every stroke.
She reared her head back and shamelessly bellowed out cries of pleasure, fucking the boy primally. She let go of anything holding her back and treated the cub to a primal rut, a jungle-heat he couldn't imagine.
“Fuck! He's so big!” 

Sarah knelt down to the boy's side, reaching to play with his sensitive nipples while Ashley used him as a living dildo. “Cum in her,” she cooed, “Fill her up baby. Come on. Make her a mommy. Give her kits.” 
Oh, it made Sarah wet to think about what she'd do with the cubs she'd give birth to in a few months. She hoped that Ashley would share some of her's, and the size of their father's cock almost made Sarah want to keep him alive. Unfortunately, that was impossible. 

Jay finally went completely limp against Sarah, his brain turning to white static as he came inside of the Komodo's tight gripping pussy. His balls ached now, the fine muscles responsible for the contractions overused and needing a rest. His swollen cock delivered the final load of baby-batter, leaving the bat a drooling mess.

The Komodo dragon continued to use his cock, even as it begun to go limp, for another solid ten minutes before she felt her second orgasm rip through her. Ashley moaned out, raking her claws down the boy's chest as she rode out the final waves of pleasure he could give her. With that, Ashley stood up. 

Both girls felt the warmth of Jay's seed in their bellies, their sloppy pussies dripping his boycum. Content that their little plaything had served his purpose, Ashley came to Jay's rear and wrapped her strong hands around his neck. Lifting him off of the toy without any real reaction from the fucked-stupid kid, the dragon held him off of the floor while Sarah stayed knelt down under him.

“Worthless, he couldn't even last for thirty minutes.” Sarah scoffed, poking the boy's balls with disinterest. Ashley began to squeeze, and Jay gurgled as fresh blood and oxygen was suddenly denied to his brain. He tried to struggle but his muscles were just too weak, and Ashley was far too strong for him.

“Not worth the food to keep around,” Ashley agreed. Sarah knew her best friend would never go against her decisions, and the Cobra decided to make sure Jay's mind was completely broken before his death. 

Silently, Sarah forced her hand into the boy's gaping asshole. She went nearly elbow deep, getting only the weak flexing of his walls in reply, and applied sudden and precise pressure to his prostate. Jay felt the last bit of pleasure echo throughout his entire body as his prostate was popped by the dominant Cobra, ensuring he'd never again even be able to get hard. 

This is how it feels to be Jay, now and forever.

Your body is too weak to move, and you can see but not comprehend what you're looking at. You feel the warmth of hands around your neck, but they don't bring you comfort or panic. You feel nothing, numb in your toes and in your fingers. Your heart is racing a mile-a-minute, but no matter how hard it tries to pump blood to your exhausted and melted brain the tight grip of the Komodo dragon behind you dams the current shut. You can hear things going on around you, but you cannot place their distance from yourself. You can hear voices, but they're unintelligible to you.
Then you hear a crack in your skull, and everything goes black. Your limp, dead body falls to the floor, and the two women who raped you and then snuffed out your life giggle and walk out of the dungeon. 
You fade into history, a nobody, and nobody will look for you or try to avenge you.
All you were, ever would be, was a fucktoy.
Now you're nothing, forever.