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This was a load of fun to create^^\n\nBig thanks to [iconname]Sepfy[/iconname] for commissioning this story!!","description_bbcode_parsed":"W000000T, my first ever proper commission! This was a load of fun to create^^

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for commissioning this story!!","writing":"[b]Naughty Pet, Nasty Punishment[/b]\n\nAbout a year after acquiring Sepf, the blue-furred folf from the lands of the sun, I was sitting in my laboratory, gingerly working on an azure gemstone.\nMy eyes, like the rest of my kin, are not exactly well suited for this sort of work, but I had devoured the mind of enough gnomes, surface and subsurface-dwelling alike, that I had a bit of a deft hand when it came to the delicate work. The eleven year old cub had grown on me, and had vastly expanded on his skills in both roguery and the arcane, his studies had progressed to the point where Scrae believed that he was nearing the capability to enchant magical weapons, and I was preparing the gem as foci for the sword he was eventually going to craft.\nUsing psionic power, I was cutting and carving away at the small gemstone, one tendril of my power wielding a diamond carved like a wedge, another tendril holding the gemstone just so.\n[b]BOOOOM[/b]\nA loud and thunderous explosion rocked my laboratory, causing the glassware to rattle and shift about on the tables, and making me lose my focus, the diamond dropping on the table and the azure gemstone clattering as it bounced off the wood and fell to the ground. I cursed out loud, tentacles wriggling with agitation, and cast my mind into my abode, feeling about for intruders, but finding none, only an array of psionic calls of confusion and alarm from my minions living there.\n\nI delved deeper and felt remnants of heat and destruction in my workshop, as well as the very alarmed and guilty-feeling mind of the blue-furred cub.\nThen I stood up. Looking down to the gemstone I had been working on for the last six hours, I saw that it was cracked in three, useless to me now. cursing with rage I ground the heel of my boot into the pieces, shattering them further with a splintering sound.\nFuming, I stormed out of my laboratory, brushing aside questioning slaves and pets alike, my eyes narrowed in anger as I made my way towards the workshop. The nearer I got, the more furious I became, and eventually, not even my most dedicated pets dared approach as I stalked down the corridors.\nThe door to the laboratory would not open to my unspoken command and I stuck out my three-fingered hand and twisted it, unleashing my psionic power, wood and steel groaning and screaming as I tore the very frame out of the stone wall, compressed the mass to the size of bucket and let the superheavy, crumbled-together wood and steel fall to the ground with a loud thud. Panting from the psionic exertion, I walked through the doorway and found Sepf standing at one of the furnaces, a broom and a dustpan in his paws, a look of childish fear on his features. The cub was bleeding slightly from numerous small cuts that peppered his face, the thick apron he was wearing had protected his body and his paws were still encased in thick, leather mittens that had protected them as well. One of the larger furnaces had been cracked, the flames inside extinguished by the detonation, and smoldering coals were still smoking up the chimney that was luckily still intact. The anvil that Sepf had been using was cracked right down the middle, shearing off to the side of the base, one piece laying on the ground, both parts red hot and glowing with the vestiges of some kind of magic.\n[i]WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?[/i] I projected into the cub's mind.\nHis mouth worked, but no words came out, his mind was in disarray from disappointment, fear and a deep sense of unease from the tone of rage my mental voice had carried.\n[i]ANSWER ME, SEPF REI ENNUI-LUPIAN![/i]\n\"I-I-I,\" he stammered, gesticulating to the broken anvil and the cracked furnace, \"I was crafting a magical dagger and...\" his voice trailed off, obviously not pleased with the results.\n[i]AND DID SCRAE GIVE YOU PERMISSION FOR THAT?[/i]\n\"He- He gave me some instructions yesterday and promised we could try it out later this week. Errmmmmm, but, well...\" his voice trailed off again, and he lifted his right paw to scratch awkwardly at his jet-black hair, only for the broom to deposit a layer of dusty soot instead, causing him to sputter.\n[i]BUT YOU COULD NOT WAIT. YOU WOULD NOT WAIT[/i]\n\"Right, so, well, I though I might try it out myself, and...\"\n[i]DID YOU GET PERMISSION?[/i] I projected harshly, the cub finally snapping to attention and realizing his predicament.\n\"No,\" he said hesitantly, obviously dreading the punishment he knew would come.\n\n\"Gaknulak's horns! What happened here?\" a voice called out from behind me.\nI turned around and stared ominously at Scrae, my favorite pet, the red-hued kobold, almost fully into maturity wearing his wizard robes and carrying a staff, ostensibly equipped to defend against some attack.\n[i]YOUR APPRENTICE DECIDED TO BLOW UP THE WORKSHOP AND DISTURB MY DELICATE WORK IN THE LABORATORY[/i]\nScrae glared at the blue-furred cub who wilted and looked even more sorry for himself, angering me further, as he should be more fearful of me than my pet, even if it was him who most regularly oversaw the punishments for his infractions.\nI reached for the boy with my mind, hand twisting, and his head and then his body turned to face me, my psionic power forcing him to move.\n[i]YOU, BOY, YOU MUST BE PUNISHED,[/i] I projected as my mental power lifted him off the ground, his mouth emitting a continuous whine of discontent as I strode through my abode and beckoned any creature I met in our path to follow along, attracting a small gaggle of orcs, kobolds and even a couple of minotaurs.\nWe arrived shortly thereafter in the main dining hall, where my minions would eat and sometimes feast if I was in a particularly good mood. It featured an elevated platform where me and my chosen pets would eat, but it was also where public punishments would be carried out.\nI sat down the cub and relinquished my grip on him, feeling somewhat feverish as I had expended a lot of my psionic potential.\n[i]TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES. ALL OF THEM,[/i] I ordered the boy, and he did the smart thing and disrobed without a complaint, only a constant whine and a few tears in his eyes showed his discomfort with the situation, as almost a dozen of my slave soldiers were watching eagerly, always happy to see someone who was not themselves be on the receiving end of my punishments.\n\nI ordered a couple of orcs to clear the tables and bid one of the minotaurs to bring the heavy stockade from the storage room next door, the creature huffing as it carried back the wooden contraption and lifted it to the elevated area, now a sort of stage.\nThe stockade was a simple wood contraption, though it had an array of darkened, iron runes set into it at various points, serving as foci for transformative magic that could make the construction expand to the point where an ogre could be held there and reduced in size to the point where a kobold, or an eleven-year old cub could be trapped in it. The stockade featured a wooden plank with three holes, the middle one larger to fit the head, dissected in two and operated on a hinge to open it and close it shut on the victim. The construction moved further down in a laid down L-shape that split in a Y, with two iron manacles at either end of the Y, similarly enchanted on the sides so the punished would be kept on their knees with their legs spread for easy access. There was no padding for the knees, neither for the neck and wrists, this was a tool for punishment and torture which only the most masochistic of my pets would find pleasure in being caught in.\nI voiced the command word, and the stockade shrunk down slightly, having last been holding one of my drow slaves, and it reduced itself to the perfect size where Sepf would properly on his knees when kneeling into it. I stepped over to it and opened it up, gesturing for the boy to approach.\n[i]PLACE YOUR HEAD IN THE CENTER HOLE, HANDS INTO THE SIDES,[/i] I commanded the cub, and he shook his head in denial even as his feet carried him towards the contraption, got on his knees on the wood of it, and sat his neck in the center hole, putting his wrists at rest at the side holes. I leaned in and pulled slightly, so his wrists were actually through the holes and then I closed the other half, wood meeting wood with a satisfying clunk. The seams then shimmered as they molded together, bound tightly into a single plank now, keeping Sepf firmly in place. Scrae was already fastening his ankles to the manacles, the iron closing and fusing too, and the cub was now well and truly helpless.\n\nI walked around in a circle, taking in the sight of the fearful boy, noting his tail wrapped under his nethers. I couldn't have that and grabbed into my always-present bag of holding, rummaging around and finding a short length of magical rope.\nIt was truly a marvel, the rope could expand up towards a hundred paces, and would stay in place anchored in the air as if bound to a thousand pound rock if willed it to. I deftly wrapped it around the upper end of his tail, the cub meeping in pain as I bound it in a tight knot, and lifted the rope up to about the height of my eyes in a position above his shoulders, letting go of it, and it stayed there, lifting his blue-furred tail out of the way and revealing the streak of white on its underside as well at the plush, white fur in the cleft of his buttocks, his white-furred pouch hanging underneath, drawn up and shriveled from his fright, as well as from the intense feeling of humiliation, the cub kneeling and looking out at the room, where the small army of my minions were assembled.\nI looked at the crowd and noted a couple of his teachers, as well as Zennobas the gnoll, whom he had founded a deeper relationship with after their session in the baths all those months back, the gnoll occasionally rutting and then using the boy as his personal latrine, much to the enjoyment of them both. The hyena-like head of the gnoll was cocked askew, his mind curious as to what warranted such public punishment.\n\nI spread out my arms, signaling my intent to address them all and then pointed an accusing finger at Sepf.\n[i]THIS BOY HAS VIOLATED HIS TRAINING AND DISOBEYED MY COMMAND FOR HIM TO FOLLOW EVERY ORDER THAT SCRAE GIVES HIM. HE HAS RUINED MY WORKSHOP AND CAUSED ME TO LOSE A DAY'S WORTH OF MAGICAL LABOUR. FOR THIS, HE MUST BE PUNISHED[/i]\nThe crowd began jeering and even Zennobas growled with discontent from the actions of the boy. The first rule of my household was obedience. The second was severe punishment for disobedience, and they all knew that, most of them having been subject to my tortures in one form or the other. A small cheer went up when I procured an O-ring gag made of hardened leather, forcing it into his muzzle and fastening it to the back of his head.\n[i]THIS CUB IS ON HIS KNEES, READY TO SERVE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU. HOWEVER, WE MUST START WITH THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE NOT THAT LARGE. KOBOLDS, GOBLINS, YOU SHALL HAVE THE FIRST GO AT HIM[/i]\nAt this, a ragged assortment of slaves, most of them in loose garments and with stinking bodies, cheered loudly. It was not often they were the first at anything, the others looked on with narrowed eyes, spiteful of being left waiting. I drew in a ragged breath, taking in their psionic emanations, anticipating with glee how they would treat the cub once they got their turn.\nFinally, I procured a special little device made of gleaming mithral and I leaned down to fasten it around the boy's nuts and sheath. It was something the dwellers in the lands of the sun called a \"cock cage\", a contraption that would prevent erections, this one a ring that was fastened to his balls which was connected to the cage by a quartet of small bands connected to of a series of spiked rings ending in a tapered tip that had a small opening, the spikes would punish the cub if he got aroused from the actions that were to occur.\n\nWith the patter of steps, around a dozen kobolds and goblins made their way to the stage, and I stepped back to watch the action, as they pulled down their loincloths and revealed green and red hardening erections. There was a bit of a scuffle, the pecking order being established, and eyeing each other with badly-concealed hatred, the biggest goblin and the largest kobold took sides on either end of the immobile cub, who meeped out in pain as the kobold in front of him grabbed his blue-furred ears and thrust its knotted cock into his muzzle, while the goblin grabbed his thighs and ground his cock against his tailhole, not even bothering with lubrication, only the filthy gunk trapped in his foreskin working as lube.\nAhh, the psionic emanations of pain from the cub's mind warmed my heart as the goblin's cock, easily five inches long and quite thick, forced its way into his backside, while the kobold's musky cock, also glistening with filthy slime, was forced deep down his throat, the cub's mind churning from the horrible smell and taste of the slave that was raping his mouth while the hurt from being fucked without lubrication causing tears to fall from his eyes.\nThe crowd edged closer to the stage, eager to see the action, some even climbing up to see things from the side or behind, mindful of not overstepping and getting involved yet. Sepf's eyes darted from side to side, cheeks burning red from the embarrassment of so many watching him be violated, his mind lighting up deliciously with the hue of humiliation as Zennobas climbed the scene and squatted down fairly close to his head, licking his chops and taking in the sight of the groaning cub as he was raped.\nThe kobold rutted him hard and fast, knot smacking against his lips in quick slaps, before he grunted with pleasure and spewed his draconic semen into his muzzle, gripping it with both paws for purchase as he rammed his knot against the boy's lips, Sepf swallowing the copious amounts of semen in large gulps. The goblin picked up pace as well, his thick member spreading the tailhole wide and hammering against his prostate again and again.\n\nI stepped close, my minions parting around me, and squatted down to see what happened underneath, as Sepf's groans of pain changed pitch to moans of pleasure from his prostate being battered, his member hardening in its sheath from the anal stimulation. The kobold pulled off his mouth with a slurp and a couple of jets of semen covered the overside of his snout, his mind lighting up from the combined smell and taste of kobold seed, as well as few twinges of pain from the salty cum hitting the small cuts there from the magical explosion.\nThen he yowled, as his member expanded into and then filled out the cock cage, the sharp spikes biting into his sensitive cock, the cub screaming out in pain as his natural bodily reaction to being claimed forced the member to thicken further, pressing against the mithral, driving the spikes so deep that blood began to trickle down his sheath, running down his nutsack and dripping to the ground.\nThe other slaves smelled blood and stepped closer, nursing their erections, their minds flaming with depraved lust from seeing the cub being raped and his torturous screams from his cock being pierced by the spiked cock cage. Sepf looked around with teary eyes and his ears splayed fully back from the sight of all my lesser slaves crowding around him, each of their cocks bound for one of his holes.\n\nTwo goblins stepped to his head, the larger of them shutting him up by plunging its four-inch cock inside his mouth, the other pushing the first goblin a bit to the side, gripping that of the cub's ears that ended in a black tuft of fur, twisting his head to the side, and grinding his slimy cockhead against the soft inner skin of the ear, Sepf mewling out from the strange sensation, even as his member was hurting from pressing against the spiked cage.\nThe largest goblin finished his rut with a massive groan, driving his hips forward to slap against the cub's buttocks, his swinging nutsack slapping against the white-furred pouch of the boy, who cried out in pain as it rattled his cock cage every time, his voice cut off at every thrust from the goblin claiming his muzzle.\nWith the skin around the ear canal glistening with goblin funk, the small creature's two inch erection began emitting prodigious amounts of precum, and he used this newfound source of lubrication to press his member against Sepf's ear canal, driving the tip inside with wet squelches that made the cub's mind light up in a most curious way, the sounds driving into his ears were seemingly incredibly loud as the hot flesh penetrated this most intimate area, and he blushed even harder from the humiliation of his ear canal being used as a hole, even as his member softened slightly from the severe pain it was subjected to, as well as the empty feeling of the big goblin's cock leaving his tailhole.\n\nA few moments later, a kobold stepped up, its canine erection fully formed, almost six inches long with a hefty knot that belied his small size, and he plunged his cock in all the way to the base of his knot in his first thrust, aided by the semen of the goblin. Sepf moaned and then yowled around the prick in his muzzle as the kobold fucked him hard and fast, knotting him within thirty seconds, driving his member deeply inside and filling up the boy's tailhole, the pressure against his prostate causing his dick to swell again, the cub scrounging up his eyes and then opening wide, as the wicked barbs dug into his tender and bleeding dick again. The kobold was leaning forward, standing on one leg, lifting the other up like a dog would, and panted happily, as he unloaded the contents of his balls into the backside of the cub. He didn't get to stay there for long, as another kobold stepped forward and manhandled him around, his cock rotating inside the squirming and crying cub, until he stood bent over facing away from the cub, the other kobold gripping his wrists and pulling at him with all his might, the bulbous knot pressing mightily against Sepf's clenching tailhole, before it plopped out in a gush of semen, the cub crying out in pain as his anus was stretched so painfully, the white semen running down his taint and dripping down his nutsack, mingling with the continuously dripping blood on the floor.\nThe second kobold was quick to mount the boy, his much smaller cock entering completely, knot and all, after a few humps, the draconic being closing his eyes in bliss as he yanked the knot out and then pushed it in again, beginning a good knotfuck.\n\nSepf was crying and sputtering as the goblin in his mouth climaxed and painted his mouth white with his semen, the other one quickly losing his bearings as well, cum spraying deeply inside his ear canal, deafening it and causing a painful pressure to build up, that was released when the goblin finally let go of his ear and stepped away with a satisfied huff, a few more strands jetting out to land over his ear and the top of his head, the off-white cum contrasting nicely with his jet black fur there. The other one kept rutting his mouth for a bit longer, riding out his orgasm, and making sure that every single drop of semen was deposited on Sepf's tongue.\nThe boy gurgled in semen and then yowled out in renewed pain, as his retreating member was coaxed back out by one of the goblins stepping in to fondle his sheath and balls, the creature deviously having figured out how the cock cage worked and doing its best to bring the cub renewed pain, crying and blabbering as his member was once again pressing against the spikes, the goblin gripping the cage and wiggling it this way and that, scoring deep gashes, more blood trickling down the white-furred taint and dripping down Sepf's nutsack.\n\n[i]LET ME SHOW YOU SOMETHING,[/i] I projected at Scrae, who had been standing by me, rummaging with his member under his robes. I began to cast a spell, and all my minions stopped their actions to make sure it wasn't directed at them. It was a simple one, my right palm and fingers began arching with bluish crackles of electricity, I then made certain passes and gestures with my left hand and the colourful glow all but disappeared.\n[i]WITH ANY MAGIC, YOU CAN DIRECT THE EXACT POWER YOU WANT TO USE, IT JUST REQUIRES A BIT OF WORK AND SOME SKILL,[/i] I projected at the kobold, [i]FEEL THIS[/i]\nI reached my hand down towards his crotch, and a very slight surge of electricity impacted his cock as I gripped it through his robes, its defenses not enough to stand against my levels of power. Scrae hissed and then his tongue lolled out, as the gentle current buzzed through his member, causing it to twitch and spurt precum. I made a few passes with my left hand and the current increased, the kobold twitching in place as the electricity surged through his cock and beyond, painfully impacting his nutsack as well and driving deep into his body. The pain was great, but he endured it with his masochism as a shield, his prick hardening further under my shocking grasp, pulsing with pleasure, his electrified nutsack pulling up against his body.\nI made another pass, and he yowled out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the full brunt of the spell hit his member, he shuddered and then gasped as the current continued to tear through his cock and up his body, shivering in place as it wracked his muscles, until he finally lost it and came hard, semen spraying against his robes and seeping through in a big wet patch. I finally let off, the bluish hue extinguished, Scrae gripping my arm for purchase as he leaned forward, huffing from his climax, body weak from the currents that had arched through it.\n[i]NOW DO IT TO HIM,[/i] I projected, and Scrae looked up at the frightened cub, who had witnessed the whole display while being unmolested, that is, the kobold lodged in his backside and the goblin holding his cock cage has stood still while I made my little demonstration. My pet's draconic eyes narrowed and his still-twitching erection pressed against the wet spot on his robes, as he stepped forward to try out this new kind of spellweaving.\n\nThe kobold renewed his knotfucking with gusto, seemingly aroused from the sight of one his kin being electrocuted and climaxing from the action, his knot squelching in and out the boy's hole, while the goblin moved away as Scrae came closer, beginning the incantation that would imbue the same electric power to sizzle in his right paw. He made the same gestures I had just shown him, dimming the bluish light to an imperceivable glow, and got to his knees on the side of the immobile cub, who was yowling in his own little space of torment and bliss, as his tailhole was spread again and again, while his cock was briefly unmolested and was finally softening enough to pry away from the cutting barbs, giving him some respite.\nA goblin claimed his mouth, this one packing a decently long but thin six inches, and choked him up by driving it to the hilt and keeping it there, just as Scrae reached in with his paw, under the cock cage, to grip the cub's nutsack, causing him to squirm as the weak currents tickled his testicles, all the while he retched as the cock was lodged down his throat, cum and snot spewing out his nose as he choked on the stinky member.\nScrae made a few passes with his other paw and the electricity increased along with the bluish hue, which made the semen and blood that had begun to run over his paw look alien, and the cub screamed out with renewed vigor for a moment before the goblin shut him up again by driving his prick to his musky crotch, the filthy pubic hair [i]reeking[/i] of cum and piss and sweat, the cub's mind lighting up with that perverse black and red cloud of emotions, before he shuddered as the raunchy experience caused his member to harden again, twin pains from his nutsack and bleeding cock causing his eyes to loll to the back of his head.\nMy favorite pet grinned cruelly and made the passes that would bring the spell to its full intensity, gripping even harder, where the pressure was extremely painful by itself, the cub gurgling on goblincock and shuddering the best he could in his bondage, roped-up tail bushing out completely, growing to triple its normal size as his hairs stood on end, bawling in pain every time the goblin drew back for another thrust. The kobold, who had been knotfucking him continuously, drew back with a gasp and a curse, his member spraying semen all over, as the electricity had gotten to him, white spatters landing all over the back and legs and rump of the cub.\n\nThe spell dissipated and Scrae got to his feet with a satisfied huff, undid his robes and let it slide to the floor, revealing his throbbing erection, covered in the semen from his previous orgasm, fresh precum dotting the tip. He stepped around and claimed the boy's tailhole, rutting him with determined thrusts, semen squelching out every time he pulled fully back, his thighs slapping wetly against the cub's buttocks each time he drove forward. The goblin fucking Sepf's throat suddenly unloaded, keeping his prick inside, opting to shoot his load down the cub's throat, who wide-eyed tried to keep up with the flow, his throat undulating as it handled the hefty of amount of semen.\nA gurgle could be heard from the cub's stomach as Scrae's cock drove deep on every thrust, all the air pumped inside causing his intestines to bloat, and farts could soon be heard each time the kobold hilted himself completely. A goblin and a kobold stepped over to the boy's head and contented themselves with simply masturbating, sharing a look, and then gripping each others' cocks, moaning out and then kissing, showing off a display of the affection they apparently had for each other, minds ablaze in lust and even a hint of love, causing me to pause as I perused their thoughts, others of my slaves and pets cocking their heads as well at the strange sight of green and red flesh meeting and parting, the tongues dancing and the mutual, sensual masturbation.\n\nScrae was fucking him harder now, wet plaps and squelches coming from used tailhole, a coating of brown beginning to cover the length. At last it seemed like Sepf's cock had learned its place, and was tucked inside his sheath, blood oozing out and dripping to the floor, intersected with a few drips of precum that the heavy fucking was driving out of his flaccid dick. His nuts had stopped hurting as much, and he was free to gasp and stare at the two cocks being jerked off right in front of his face, the two lovers a bit more to the clean side, and their combined musk was rich and heady, causing a small lightshow to go off inside the cub's head. Kissing and moaning into each others mouths, the two creatures arrived at their climaxes almost at the same time, parting their muzzles and huffing as they came, looking down at the cub's head as they painted it with rope after rope of semen, some flying so high they landed on his neck, others landing on his ears, oozing down to mix with the goblin semen that was still slowly dripping out of his left ear. Sepf grimaced as numerous of the cuts on his face were subjected to the salty sting of their cum.\nWith a determined hiss, my kobold pet plunged his knot inside the cub's stretched-out asshole, climaxing in great shudders and leaning forward to rest his paws on Sepf's lower back as he drove his pelvis back and forth with numerous short thrusts, riding out his orgasm. The sudden increase in pressure as he was knotted, as well as the scents and tastes that coated his face and ran into his mouth, caused the boy to harden yet again, first meeping in arousal and then shivering in pain, sobbing, as the spikes tore new wounds in his already bleeding prick, the spatters of red underneath his scrotum continuously growing in size.\n\nTears were running from the cub's face as he stared into the crowd that was eagerly watching his debasing punishment, gnolls, orcs, ogre and minotaurs, naked and stroking their erections, a few of them had already climaxed, spatters of thick semen covered the floors, other cocks dripped copious amounts of precum that made the stone floor slick. Sepf looked at the crowd for mercy and found none, then looked to the side, where Zennobas was watching him pensively, slowly stroking his massive cock, yet another gaze bereft of any sympathy, only lazy horniness as he awaited his turn.\nScrae groaned out as he pulled his softening member out of the cub's abused tailhole, the sphincter trying to and failing to close fully, a spattering of semen and some brown waste pouring out in humiliating farts, the cub scrounging up his eyes and splaying back his ears, tears falling from both pain and embarrassment as his bowels vacated themselves on the floor. The kobold took a step back and waved his paws around, muttering an incantation, and the waste on the floor disappeared in a cloud of foul steam. He stepped around with a paw covering his nose, and the pair that had masturbated each other stepped away as he moved to the cub's head, his shit-covered member bobbing with each step.\n\"Open wide! Oh, I don't even need to tell you that!\" the kobold said with cruel humour, as he plunged his messy cock into Sepf's mouth, gripping his cum-coated ears tenuously and driving his hips forward, grinding his crotch against him, swishing his backside this way and that to deposit the fecal matter all over the hapless cub's mouth.\nSepf gagged and sputtered as the kobold's prick tickled the back of his throat, while the foul tastes of his own bowels deposited on his tastebuds, and that delectable black and red cloud of raunchy emotions surfaced in his mind, his member hardening, a keening wail coming from his throat as his member spasmed into life yet again, this time firming powerfully from the raunchy horniness that his subconsciousness drove forth, the spikes digging deeply as his erection [i]pushed[/i] at the cock cage, the mithral ring around his testicles digging into their white fur painfully even as the boy squealed out as his member bled a small stream, rivulets of blood pouring to the floor. The kobold finished using the cub as a his living toilet sponge and stepped back, huffing contently, and walking over to his robes, picking them up, then narrowing his eyes at the large wet spot on the middle, and throwing them on the floor, instead turning to watch the cub's further torment.\nIt was so little, the scat coating his mouth, but it brought him so much pain as his perversion made his tortured member remain hard, though it began to lose a little of its stiffness, the ring around his testicles stopped digging painfully, yet the sharp spikes were still firmly embedded in the tender flesh of his bleeding cock. He finally got some relief, as the first goblin that had fucked his ass stepped over, realizing the shift in punishment, set his member on the boy's lips and relaxed, acrid piss spraying out, washing down the scat in a slush of salt and pheromones. The powerful spray overwhelmed the cub and urine flowed out his mouth to spatter on the stage, the filthy goblin oblivious as his head lolled back from the pleasure of release. He finished off by wiping its cock on the blue-furred cub's black snout, a single spurt of piss jetting out, into his nostrils, causing him to sneeze and cough as it burned his sinuses.\n\n[i]YOU GOBLINS AND KOBOLDS HAVE HAD YOUR FILL, NOW IT IS TIME FOR THE ORCS AND THE HOBGOBLIN TO HAVE THEIR TURN,[/i] I projected, having noted that all of the lesser slaves had orgasmed, either inside the cub or on the cub or simply by masturbating to the lewd and cruel sights. I spoke a command word, and the stockade groaned as it grew from the bottom, lifting itself off the floor about two feet, the perfect height for my orc warriors and the single hobgoblin that dwelled in my abode.\nAll of the greenskins were valuable dwellers of my abode, burly, heavily muscled, their bodies showing that they received several hours of military drill every day along with a regiment of strength training overseen by the drow weapons master Sonzo'azzar. He led them onto expeditions into the caverns surrounding the city, having them run until they dropped and letting them fight when infestations of the various kinds of vermin of the underdark needed cleansing. The hobgoblin was a specimen unto himself, almost seven feet tall, he towered over the orcs, and was quite a bit smarter. Until I purchased Zennobas I had him perched on top as the lead warrior, but the gnoll had proven such an asset that Yierskrik had been relegated to second-in-command.\nLuckily, the dark-hued, brown-furred hobgoblin had taken the change in position with grace.\nProbably helped by the fact that I kept him well-supplied with goblin slaves whom he raped to death.\nYierskrik was snarling as he approached the cub, the orcs giving him a wide berth, letting him choose which hole to claim first. He opted for the rear of the cub, who was shivering in fearful anticipation, but not in acute pain at the moment, the shuffling around giving his small dick time to calm fully down, only a few spatters of blood occasionally trickling out of his sheath.\nThe hobgoblin sported quite a member, eight inches long and proportionally thick, a heavy coat of foreskin covered the cock, which he pulled back as he aligned it with the gaping and messy hole between the white-furred cheeks of the cub.\n\n\"I'm gonna fuck you 'till you bleed!\" the hobgoblin snarled in undercommon, and Sepf tensed up unhelpfully as the powerful warrior gripped his thighs and drove half his length inside in a single and vicious thrust, beginning a powerful jackhammering without any regard to the boy's wellbeing, quickly hilting and driving his prick fully out and fully inside, wet and lewd squelches ringing out in the crowded room.\nThe biggest of the orcs stepped towards the trapped cub, but stopped for a moment, as his bowels clenched up, having been disturbed by my procession on his way to the latrine. He bent forward for a moment, sweat beginning to drip from his scalp, as his stomach complained about the lack of release with a loud growl, a nasty and silent fart emitting from his rear causing a couple of the nearest orcs to retch noisily, wafting their green and hairy paws in front of their porcine faces.\n[i]YOU CAN USE THE BOY AS A LATRINE, IF YOU WANT,[/i] I projected into the dull creature's mind, and it emitted that certain green hue I had come to recognize from orcs when they got to utterly dominate other beings.\nHe huffed and puffed himself up, chest muscles perking out, as he stepped over to Sepf's head, standing in front of the boy and waving his stinking, half-hard member in front of his snout, pulling back the foreskin to reveal a layer of glistening grime, the smell hammering the boy's sensitive nose, potent, musky, sweaty and [i]nasty[/i], the product of many hours of training and too much time since the last bath. Then he turned around, bent over and gave the crowd a bit of a silly flourish, before looking back as he grasped his hairy asscheeks, pulling them apart and stepping back to grind his unwashed asshole over the cub's black snout. The cub tried to recoil, but the orc was relentless in coating his nose and lips with a layer of old, fermented shit, the musk of his ass overpowered by the stink of that old waste, which left heavy streaks of brown all over.\nSepf was forced to breathe through his mouth, as he cried in torment from his tailhole being raped brutally by the big hobgoblin who held nothing back, ramming his backside with his long and thick cock, his hefty balls slamming against the boy's small pouch, causing the cock cage to rattle around and prick into his member, which was hardening despite himself, renewing the torment on his dick.\nBreathing was a luxury though, as the orc leaned in and used his superior strength to set his asshole right on the ring-gag, a sputtering fart emitted from his hole and a mushy turd made its way out, forcing its way into the cub's mouth and filling it up, the meaty buttocks of the greenskin made an unbreakable seal, and the only way it could go was down.\nAnd so the boy swallowed, fighting for life, fearing for his body as it was raped harshly, breaths impossible as the slimy and foul waste had to make it down his gullet and fill his stomach. All the while, that furiously filthy undercurrent of black and red-hued lust roared into life and the cub choked on the scat as his dick hardened fully, pressing against the cage, spikes digging in and penetrating what little surface of the sensitive flesh of his knotted cock that wasn't already bleeding. The sanguine fluid dripped down and then ran in a steady rivulet, the pool underneath widening further, the sea of red spreading out as his member was practically flensed, almost all the skin torn off at this point.\n\nYierskrik pulled out, his member covered in scat, and took a step to the side and leaned down to look at the bloody meat that was trapped inside the cruel cock cage, flesh torn so much the bone was peeking out of its tip and pushing through the rounded hole than made up the end of the cage.\n\"You like being a latrine, you [i]filthy[/i] sow?\" he snarled, before he reached for the mithral contraption and began jerking it as if masturbating the cub, tearing skin and meat of his tender cock, causing the boy to choke and then spew out, the orc still pressing his backside to his mouth, so the only way the mushy orcshit could go was through his nostrils, not spewing out, but more like oozing like two small brown worms that crawled out every time his stomach heaved and smeared the shit all over the orc's buttocks. The hobgoblin kept masturbating the destroyed cock, yanking the cage back harshly, twisting it, pulling it forward until a sneezing squeal could be heard as the pouch was pulled to the point where skin might break.\nYierskrik let go of the bloody metal and licked his paws, delighting in the taste of surface-dweller blood, and stepped back to admire the gaping and slightly bleeding, brownstained asshole in front of him, before he stepped back and delivered a powerful kick to Sepf's balls.\nThe explosion of air that came from the cub's mouth was enough to make the orc take a step forward, confused by the sudden burst, and the cub spewed out the scat he hadn't managed to swallow, drew in a convulsive breath and then screamed as loud as his body was able to, the scream interrupted as another heavy kick drove his testicles against his body. Sepf tensed up and gasped breathlessly, even as the hobgoblin drew back for another kick, this one causing the boy to vomit, all the orc scat that had been forcefed to him spewing out on the floor, the greenskin stepping away with a curse.\n\"It's a shame,\" Yierskrik snarled as he kicked the boy's nutsack again, \"that I am not wearing,\" he kicked again, \"my boots!\" the hobgoblin finished, driving his powerful foot as hard as possible into the cub's nuts, the last kick squeezing them against his body with such force that his testicles ruptured, the intense sense of wrongness lit up the cub's mind in the most delightful of ways as he finally managed to take in the air for another big scream, the onlookers jeering and hollering, jerking themselves off to the sight of the cub's agony.\nThe hobgoblin wasn't done though, and kept kicking the ruined pouch several more times, seemingly attempting to drive his foot [i]through[/i] the cub to impact his spine, such was the power he gave to the kicks, before he stopped and stepped forward, his thick cock ramming into the boy again, jackhammering away as his cruelty had brought his horniness to the peak of climax.\n\nAt least the boy's cock could not harden anymore, as all the blood that attempted to flow into it from the harsh pounding of his prostate, simply spilled out of the torn flesh to drizzle out from the opening of his sheath. Yierskrik fucked the cub hard for a couple dozen seconds and then came with a thunderous roar, befitting of a warrior that has claimed the tailhole of a vanquished enemy. Or a cub slave.\nSepf was shivering and shuddering in torment, his tailhole squelched and gaped open, bloody and raw from the intense fucking, his nutsack ruined, his cock a bloody travesty of a piece of bird-meat on a stick, seeping and dripping onto an ever-expanding pool of blood underneath him. He yowled out as the hobgoblin pulled out to give him a couple more kicks for good measure, making sure to ram his foot against the cock cage as well, the pain in his foot much smaller than the pain the cub felt as the spikes dug into his sheath, causing the skin there to tear as well, adding another level of agony.\nOnly then did the orc, stomach rumbling, push his ass backwards, attempting to trap the cub's muzzle between his asscheeks, but Sepf was panicking, brown drool spraying from his mouth as he screamed out again and again from the pain wracking his body, yanking his head this way and that in torment.\n\"Boys! I need some help here!\" the orc shouted, and a couple orcs ran over, their own cocks spasming and dripping, standing on either side of the cub, one gripping his throat so tight he could not breathe, the other one gripping the top of his snout, one large finger draping over his nostrils so he could not draw breath there, uncaring about his buddy's shit being smearing on his skin, his only focus was the cub and the force-feeding they would administer.\nThe large orc sighed contently and pushed his rump back, angling his hole right onto the cub's mouth and pressed his sweat-stinking, brown-coated asscrack against the boy's lips and his compatriots finger, before he vacated his bowels in a powerful slurry of half-solid sludge that made itself in and had no where to go except down. As the orc holding Sepf's throat could feel it expand underneath his fingers, he let go, and the effect was like that of a stopper being pulled from a bottle of elven-made sparkling wine, the slurry was under such pressure that it practically exploded its way down the cub's throat and into his stomach.\n\nSepf was in a panic, his body was in agony, his lungs were constricted from the lack of air, and now a most foul sludge coming from the orc's bowels was forcibly pushing its way down his stomach, making it expand and then bulge out as the large beast huffed and puffed and pressed again and again, the slurry turning to almost watery shits that made the cub's stomach distend like a pregnant female. His lips were almost blue from a lack of oxygen when the orc finally let off, but only when he had felt the boy swallowing numerous times so that all his waste was securely deposited.\nThe boy drew in great, shuddering breaths, the agony coming to a point where not even screaming was enough. He shivered violently and almost passed out as he gagged and retched, the waste not quite willing to leave his protesting body, slimy and brown saliva poured out from his muzzle and hung in long strands that almost reached the floor before breaking off and spattering to the wooden platform, the cub's head bent forward, utterly exhausted and broken from his ordeal, his breaths turning from deep and shuddering to rapid and shallow as he mentally took note of the damage and was [i]horrified[/i].\nHowever, he had no time to process it, as the orc who had held his nose shut switched places with the large one, and moved his asshole into position, squatting slightly to catch the cub's hanging head and then extending his legs again, jerking himself off from the raunchy punishment he was going to inflict, winking to the crowd who jeered at the cub and cheered at the orcs for their actions. He grunted, Sepf's protesting mewls unheard, and a fat turd pushed its way out his pucker. I delved into the boy's mind and could feel the mass was thick and lumpy, hard textures brushing against his tongue and the roof of his mouth before it entered the back of his throat and continued its way down towards his stomach, the whole turd one solid piece growing longer and longer. The orc sighed contently as the significant pressure in his bowels released and began to move his hips slightly from side to side to dislodge the last piece, which was just shy of exiting, but was meeting pressure from within the boy.\n\n\"Massage his throat, will'ya'?\" he asked of the other orc, who had been standing just besides the cub and eagerly watched the action. He grabbed Sepf's throat again and began choking him, then letting go, choking him, then letting go, crushing the turd inside to make it more squishy, helping the other orc finish his toilet and stand off with a happy sigh, smacking his mouth in satisfaction as he turned around, the stool extending some three inches outside the cub's mouth as the gripping of his throat caused the piece above to be pressed outwards.\n\"Can't have that,\" the orc absentmindedly said, presenting his precum-dripping organ, and he used it, pressing its tip against his own shit and driving his hips forward, the other orc letting go of Sepf's throat, the mushed-up scat there able to compress and the piece still in his mouth to be pushed in and occupy the vacant space.\nThe cub was already close to suffocation, and the cock in his mouth didn't help at all, he began to struggle, his mind and body still capable of mortal fear, as the oxygen depletion made his thoughts hazy and his body convulse even harder. The orc enjoyed the sensation of the cub's spasming, as it made the flesh that warmed his cock constrict against it. He began hammering his organ against the solid turd lodged in the boy's throat, precum and force causing it to turn into mush that was capable of being pushed further down, the brown mess slowly pounded deep into Sepf's stomach.\nWith lips as blue as the gemstone he had ruined, the cub was finally able to take in short gasps of much-needed air, as the feces was finally pushed fully down his gullet, the cock pistoning, but still leaving fractions of a second for air to travel into his lungs. The fetidness of his breath struck the boy like lightning, foul smells and tastes finally allowed to reach his tastebuds and nose as the orc's stinking pubic hairs tickled him on every thrust. He was partially back to consciousness when the greenskin unloaded, gripping his slimy ears painfully and driving his prick down, continuing his rapid pistoning and coating both his tongue and his throat with his semen, finally stepping back and slapping the cub's filthy muzzle with his spent and muddy cock.\n\nI had stepped closer to the boy, a warning gaze causing the remainder of the orcs to stay away from his gaped-open tailhole, so that I could inspect the damage to his nethers. Disregarding his bruised and battered anus, I looked to his sheath and noted the excessive bleeding coming from therein, his mind revealing that the extensive blood loss was causing him to be woozy even without the asphyxiating actions he had just endured. I pulled off the cock cage, making sure to yank it around a little so that he yowled, his crushed testicles causing him to spit out throatslime at the muddy cock that was battering his face. I delicately reached for my rod of healing, but then re-considered, sensing the cub could be hurt just a little bit more before losing consciousness.\nI turned to Scrae and beckoned him over, [i]DO YOU HAVE ANOTHER SHOCKING GRASP MEMORIZED?,[/i] I asked him, to which he nodded.\n[i]CAST IT, BUT END IT LIKE THIS,[/i] I extended my fingers, twirling thumb and pointy up, down, and then to the side. [i]ADD THESE TO THE END OF THE INCANTATION AND THINK OF FIRE. WILL THE SPELL TO BE OF FIRE[/i]\nScrae nodded intently, understanding that I was turning this torture session into a lesson for him, and began casting, ending the spell with a deep frown of concentration and the added gestures and gasped in delight as his right paw was encased not with lighting, but with a red flame that made his draconic eyes sparkle in its light and causing the orcs take another step back.\n[i]I WILL SHOW YOU LATER THE ADDED GESTURES FOR DIFFERENT ENERGIES, JUST REMEMBER THAT YOU CAN CHANGE ALMOST ANY SPELL LIKE THIS, YOU JUST NEED TO UNDERSTAND THE GESTURES AND HAVE THE WILL[/i]\nThe kobold nodded, my favorite pet instantly understanding the consequences and possibilities of such arcane mastery.\n[i]NOW,[/i] I projected, while I stepped behind the cub and kneeled down, grasping his sheath and making him scream with renewed vigour as I forcible pulled out the remnants of his dick from its confines, [i]CAUTHERIZE THE WOUND[/i]\nScrae got to his knees as well, eyeing the broken flesh and the bone sticking through, before he looked at his burning paw and used to gestures from earlier to make it die down to a slight light, as if a candle was casting the flame and not a firepit, he reached forward and grasped the ruined cock. Sizzling could be heard and a quite palatable smell was emitted from the smoke that curled up, before a keening wail erupted from Sepf, the cub shuddering and shaking, the bones in his wrist hurting from him almost breaking them and the manacles around his ankles scoring deep gashes in his blue fur as he tried to escape with every ounce of strength that was still left in his body.\nThe kobold released his grip and then tightened it several times, making sure to cover every single square inch of the meat with brown-coloured marks, grilling the dick, but not burning it black, pulling back his paw, looking to me for approval, smiling cruelly as I nodded, and then reached under for the white-furred nutsack, gesturing for the flame to increase in intensity.\nI let go of the boy's sheath, to let the lightly grilled sausage creep back inside, and Scrae grabbed the nutsack, flames licking over fur and causing it to sizzle and curl in blackened tufts, the crushed nuts inside cooking in no time, as he turned up the heat to the full extent of the spell, the cub choking on his breath as the skin cracked, then blackened from the flames. Sepf's shuddering had decreased to tremors and his cries had turned to weak sobbing by this point.\nWith the spell finished, Scrae stepped back with a look of satisfaction and a deep sense of pride and appreciation of the new spellcraft I had taught him.\n\nI stepped around the cub, and the orc battering his face with streaks of brown slime suddenly found a reason to cease his cruel teasing, backpedaling away with a bow. I leaned in, careful to avoid getting too close to the foul-smelling boy and gave him a smile without any mercy in it, my tentacles wriggling, getting his attention, Sepf staring at me almost absent-minded, as all the pains and trials his body had been subjected to had started to turn him dull and unresponsive, his subconsciousness pulling him away from the land of the living and partitioning his mind from reality.\nThat would not do, so I delved into his psyche and yanked him back, his blank eyes regaining their luster and then scrounging up as all his pain, all his humiliation, the filthy mess still covered his mouth and forced into his stomach, everything hit him at once. I stepped back as he gasped, then groaned, then cried out like the boy he was, before retching, his stomach convulsing. I neatly stepped away as he hurled, spraying fecal matter all over the stage and even as far as to reach the stone floor in front of it, minions stepping back with curses even as they cheered for the cub's renewed vigour, sensing their time was near.\nI pulled out my rod of healing and leaned in to prod it at his ruined cock, only speaking the command word of its weakest restorative magic, having to pass it over his member and nutsack three times for all the blackened and browned flesh to regain its normal colour and fur-coat, and the skin and meat to grow to cover the bone now inside his dick, as well as the tender orbs inside his sack to re-knit themselves. His mind, forcibly wakened by my psionics, reveled in the sensation of wholeness, even as other aches and pains pressed at it, the torn skin at his ankles, his bruised wrists, the cuts on his face and, most noticeably, his gaped-open and bleeding tailhole.\nScrae, ever a mindful and dedicated servant, stepped forward and used his magic to whisk away the scat on the stage and the floor away, foul steam flowing into the air. I turned to the remaining orcs who had not had their fill yet and gestured for them to resume. Their porcine faces lighted up in delight and two went for the cub's mouth while the last opted for his ass, their cocks glistening with precum and bobbing around as they almost-ran to claim their prizes.\n\nThe two who went for his mouth opted to share, gripping his slimy headfur tightly, the first one would push his prick down his throat, riding him for a little while, before the other patted his hairy arm, and he gave up his grip, slowly masturbating himself while the other fucked the cub's muzzle. Sharing him back and forth like this, they grinned at each other, the tusks sticking up from the bottom of their jaws gleaming in the light cast by the magical torches that dotted the dining hall.\nThe one who went for his ass began by curiously leaning in and taking a deep sniff, his primitive brain lighting up. The orc gripped the cub's hips and rammed his member in to the hilt in one go, spearing the bloodied tailhole with his savage-like strength and rutting him like an animal, with no rhyme or reason other than emptying his balls. He fucked him hard, he fucked him well, and ended up climaxing within two minutes of intense slapping sounds as his thighs met the boy's blue-and-white rump and his nutsack impacted the cub's again and again with meaty smacks.\nSepf, meanwhile, was fully aware to endure the rape. His prostate was battered to the point where his restored member hardened, gliding out of its sheath and showing all the onlookers how his body reacted to the forceful rutting, while he gasped and gagged as the two orcs used his mouth as a second tailhole, their stinking and slimy members coated his mouth with their musk and their pre-seminal emissions, washing away the foul taste of orc scat and instead leaving his mind to be subjected to the scents and tastes of their heavy musk. Despite the pain from his bruised asshole, he began to gasp and moan around the cock that was presently in his mouth, and he groaned out in disappointment, leaving the crowd in front of the stage to jeer, as the orc at his ass pulled his member out of his gaping tailhole.\n\nI had been decently hard throughout this whole torture session, occasionally having to adjust my prick under my robes from all the lewd sights and the raunchy and pained emotions I was feeding off. Finally, it was my turn, and I undid my belt and robes with a flourish and stepped in to claim the battered hole of my naughty pet. Channeling all my rage at his disobedience, I rammed my cock in and fucked him as harshly as my body was capable of, angling my hips, twisting my knees, I made my dick spear him from all sides, tearing new fissures in his tender flesh despite his bowels being full of semen that coated my prick from the first entry.\nSepf just moaned louder, the crowd stepping near to the scene again, several of my largest minions making their way to the wooden floor itself to join Zennobas, who had been watching this whole time and oh-so-slowly masturbating himself, so they could look at my rutting closely, as well as take in the sight of the sputtering and slavering cub who was drilled from both sides by meaty cocks, while his black member bobbed and weaved underneath him, precum spraying out to the floor to coat the drying blood underneath.\nOne of the orcs at his muzzle finally reached his climax and drove his prick in deep, causing the boy to choke and gag, his body spasming, milking my cock, and I came as well, adding my load to the sea of semen already slushing around inside him. The orc shot me a lazy smile, lost in a haze of post-orgasmic pleasure, and I almost smiled back, as I pulled my softening member back with a lewd slurp, the cub's asshole gaping even wider and oozing out the emissions of the males that had claimed him. The other orc pushed the one in the cub's throat away with a growl, near his climax, and rammed his cock in, Sepf barely able to take a breath before the second load was deposited deep in his throat, cutting off his air-supply.\nI let the orc have his half a minute of deepthroat milking before I gestured to him to move, the greenskin pulling back with a sad sigh as he had enjoyed extending his orgasm like that, while the cub gasped out and heaved in deep gulps of air amidst shuddering coughs, his throat well and truly bruised by this point.\n\n[i]IT IS TIME FOR THE LARGEST OF YOU TO HAVE YOUR TURN,[/i] I projected to the crowd, and the gnolls, minotaurs and the single ogre in my household cheered in their deep and guttural voices, making the entire dining hall reverberate. Those not on the stage already made their way up, and my smaller slaves quickly moved away to make space for the beasts.\n\"Master, there's something I want to try,\" Scrae said, tugging at my arm and leaning up to whisper. I could not fathom the array of images that coursed through his mind, half-remembered poems and stories and a child's imaginative images of fairy-tales and fables told. His thoughts were a blur of ideas and concepts and I cocked my head to the side, curious about his request.\n\"I want to... Fuck with his mind,\" the red-hued kobold said, the images still a confusing jumble, something about the kobold chief deity and his second-in-command and something else, a tale of tricks and deceits, of minds broken.\n[i]I AM CURIOUS, MY PET,[/i] I projected, [i]DO AS YOU WILL[/i]\n\"One question master. If harm is done to his brain, can it be regenerated without him being affected?\" Scrae asked.\nI finally got the gist of what he was considering to do and my flaccid cock spasmed itself into life from the implications.\n[i]ANY DAMAGE SHOULD BE RESTORED FULLY[/i]\nScrae nodded with a cruel smile, and made the passes for the spell that would let him levitate, at the same time as the crowd of the most monstrous of my warrior-slaves made their way near the blue-furred cub, who was whining deep in his throat, anxiously eyeing the huge and spasming members that bobbed and weaved as they came closer, glistening and spattered with the off-white signs of bad hygiene.\nThe kobold lifted off and drifted towards the boy's head, while the largest creature, an ogre, ten feet tall and almost four hundred pounds of burly mass, made it for the rear.\n\n\"You need to be still for this,\" Scrae murmured, and rattled off another spell, touching the boy's jet-black hair, grimacing at the sticky mess it deposited on his scaly palm, but finishing the incantation without a hitch, the boy seizing up, muscles locked, only his eyes darting around frightfully and his breath quickening. The kobold lifted himself higher still and began prodding his canine erection at the blue-furred right ear, driving the tapered, cum-glistening member into his ear canal.\nAt the same time, the ogre hefted his massive cock, almost twenty inches long and as thick as the boy's two fists combined, and pressed it against the battered and gaping asshole. He gripped the cub's tail and such was his bestial strength that it tore off hair as the magical rope holding it stood firm in its enchantment. The beast yanked at the tail 'till skin itself was being scraped off by the rope and pushed himself inside with a mighty heave, only a couple inches entering and the cub's breath going to hyperventilating, his eyes fully at the back of their sockets, as Scrae's spell left him utterly immobile.\nScrae took this moment to plunge his prick deeper into the ear, the tip prodding against and then shattering the poor boy's eardrum, sending a shockwave of agony directly into his head to compete with the shockingly brutal sensation of his tailhole being ripped open by the strong ogre, who was sinking deeper and deeper inside, the cub's sphincter bleeding and then bursting to a useless string of torn muscle.\nThe kobold growled and willed himself to float a little higher, angling himself towards the stockade and gripping the wood for purchase.\n[i]DON'T DO IT LIKE THAT, MY PET, IF YOU FUCK HIM IN THAT DIRECTION YOU WILL KILL HIM ALMOST INSTANTLY,[/i] I projected at Scrae, who looked back at me and nodded, changing his angle and instead gripping the petrified cub's muzzle for handholds, before he began pistoning his hips, plunging his cock deeper inside the unfortunate boy's ear-canal, ramming the hard point of his cock against flesh and soft bone, and then penetrating, his meat making its way into the brain itself.\n\nI stepped closer, circling around the ogre to not disturb his murderous rutting, massive cock entirely coated with blood on every pullout, and drew near enough to feast on the array of agonies that Sepf were emitting, his mind close to breaking, in fact actually being fucked apart, as the kobold drove his prick deeper still, spearing into brain matter and pulling out grey goo through the cub's torn ear canal.\nIt was simply delicious, his mind was literally being torn apart by the invading organ and I sampled every iota of his torment by being near and opening my psionic senses to his tortured emissions.\nAt this point, a couple of the beasts standing closest cursed, as a dark shadow made its way to the stage, a quick patter of paws could be heard, and Zennobas' new pet made its this arrival by growling at the other creatures and moving over to the gnoll, rubbing its large head against his hips, before stalking over to the stockaded cub, it's nose huffing as it drew in the scents of arousal, semen, blood and gore.\nScrae tensed up as the displacer beast moved up to the cub's head, his prick halfway inside the cranium, and watched warily as the creature sniffed the boy a little. At this time, the paralysis spell wore off, though the mind-broken cub almost wasn't aware, his ruined and ruptured colon barely phased him as the brain-center responsible for sensation was almost fucked to a mush, instead one eye focused on the panther-like creature, ooh'ing like a toddler, one eye staring straight down, the other a pinprick as it observed Zennobas' pet.\nIt licked his tear-crusted face, and then rubbed its large head against it, causing Scrae to curse out as he was shifted around by its weight transferred through the cub.\n\"Ohhhh, stho fluffay!\" Sepf said, his voice a parody of a cub, brain fucked to an almost infant-like stage, and the black creature began to purr and licked his muzzle a couple more times, before a tinny whistle from Zennobas brought it over to his side, sitting itself down, the gnoll scratching its head with one paw while still idly masturbating himself with the other.\n\nWith the menacing beast gone, Scrae resumed his vigorous fucking of the boy's cranium, knot grinding against the bones his prick had penetrated through, scrambling the cub's brain and reaching down to tug as his knot as he neared his third orgasm of the day, semen jetting in and being stirred with the mashed-up fluids that were once brain-matter as he hissed and groaned his way through his orgasm.\nSepf began to convulse heavily, entire body spasming as life was leaving him. This brought the ogre over the edge, its monstrous member pumping the cub's ruptured innards full of cum, before he pulled out, prolapsed and ruined flesh yanked out along with his blood-dripping cock.\nI didn't have much time, but I enjoyed the sight as long as I dared, my sadistic tendencies fully satiated as the cub's ruined body spewed out blood and brain matter from his rear and his head as Scrae pulled out and let himself drop softly to the stage as I stepped close. I could not help myself and enveloped Sepf's head with my tentacles and brought in my mouth to feed, gently nursing at the gaping hole that once been his ear and sampling the delightful and nourishing fluids that flowed out.\nThen I brought up my rod of healing, speaking its most powerful command word, and the cub's body began to fully revitalize. My focus was all on the hole into his cranium and I was surprised when a spatter of semen came spurting out, the body removing foreign elements to make room for what was natural, my pet's semen spattering onto my face, the viscous liquid dripping down my tentacles. Yet I cared not, as I saw the brain inside re-assembling itself from mush like some mirage turned to life, before the bone began mending itself, as if a dozen tiny weavers were working their craft all at once. Skin followed and turned supple and moist, his healing complete.\nI stepped back and walked around to his rear, noting that the enchanted rope was now barely holding on to his restored tail, and, as always, marveled at the cute little button under his tail, his sphincter fully restored and as tight as a virgin again.\n\nGesturing to the minotaurs and the gnolls, I retreated to a distance they would deem safe, so they could claim the revitalized cub as their own, the massive creatures stepping over and jostling each other for supremacy, the gnolls taller, but the minotaurs more powerful, the two bull-like creatures moving to either end of the stockage to claim Sepf's mouth and virgin asshole.\nThe first was hindered by the ring gag, which was smaller in circumference than his cock. The creature bellowed in horny rage and tore off the device, almost ripping teeth from the poor boy, before gripping his muzzle, one paw holding the top part and the other the bottom, and jamming its footlong member inside, stymied by the lack of space, it's muscles bulged. The minotaur roared out as the cub's teeth dug into the callouses of its mighty paws and then Sepf screamed out in pain as his jaws were torn from one another with a delicious [i]crunch[/i], ligaments and tendons tearing to make room for the strong beast's cock. Sepf gagged and sputtered as his throat was speared, and blood began pouring down his to his stomach as the minotaurs rutting of his face caused the thin skin there to break.\nAs the cub's breath was denied him yet again, the minotaur as his rear lined up his cock at the entrance, barely able to make it budge. He stepped back with a huff and put a couple of fingers into his mouth, lathering them with spit, before pressing them mercilessly at the tight pucker, muscles tensing up as he forced the digits inside, the cub's mind a serenade of agony as the two calloused digits spread him open.\nTears were once again falling from Sepf's eyes as his throat and ass was raped, and then he sputtered and almost fainted from the pain, as the minotaur at his back end pulled the fingers out and pressed his member inside instead. The thick and heavy length of bestial flesh tore him open with new jolts of pain, as the ring-muscle that had been restored to virginity was now torn to shreds yet again by this new assailant. The cub would have screamed, but he had no breath, as his throat was plunged up by the burly minotaur that was raping his face, cruelly short-thrusting and never allowing the boy to draw in air.\nDespite it all, his black member had hardened and showed the whole room what a natural tailraiser he was, goblins and kobold and orcs and gnolls and other races jeering at the cub for being such a weak and submissive and pathetic creature, calling him out and naming him as a bitch, a female, a runt and a half-breed, cursing him in half a dozen of languages from both beneath and above the surface. It all caused his mind to light up, even despite the great pain of his tailhole and throat, and his dick just hardened further and sprayed precum as his body was raped by the minotaurs.\nThey arrived at their orgasms almost at once, roaring and huffing, bull-like features scrounged up in pleasure as their hefty organs unloaded inside the boy, their semen spraying into his stomach and bowels in heavy spurts, ramming their pelvises forward and bruising his fore and back end.\n\nThe minotaur as his muzzle pulled out first, relinquishing his grip, and Sepf's lower jaw dropped down and dangled uselessly and painfully, the cub crying out in pain and then stilling his head, as each swing of his neck would make his torn jaw dangle harder and hurt him deeper, cries emitting from his mouth from the hopelessness of it all, hiccupping through his torment at the other bull-like monster pulled out with a sickening slurp, close to prolapsing the bleeding and torn asshole of the boy.\nWith the cackling laughter characterizing their species, a couple of gnolls moved in to take the minotaurs' places, fat and knotted cocks poised to enter the boy from either end, the one at his muzzle not even bothered to grab his lower jaw that dangled, instead gripping the stockade and driving his member into the crying boy's mouth, ramming that canine erection deeply inside and emitting copious amounts of precum that coated his mouth.\nThe other gnoll yipped and rammed his cock into the base of his knot on the first push, driving deep and thrusting hard, easily pushing his knot inside the ruined tailhole, and began to knotfuck the blue-furred cub, bulbous red flesh and blood a stark contrast to the white fur that adorned the inside of the boy's buttocks, slurping lewdly on every exit and the cub squealing and screaming when he could, whenever the thick knot rammed its way inside again.\n\nI had been keeping an eye out for Zennobas and was surprised when he finally made his move, opting to mate his displacer beast pet instead of Sepf, the feline creature purring and yowling as he knotted it with a roar, always looking over at the cub who was railed by the members of his own species, the gnoll's mind an enigma to me. I pondered the situation and concluded I would investigate further at a later time, but was then distracted by the heavy grunts of the two gnolls raping the folf, as they got to their orgasms and painted his bloodied insides white with their semen.\nDespite it all. Despite his torture. Despite the rape. Despite his bleeding throat and prolapsing tailhole, the two canine creatures filling him full of their cum, brought Sepf over the edge, and his black-skinned member sprayed out jet after jet of semen, the off-white puppybatter coating the pool of dried-up blood underneath him. The gnoll at his head pulled its softening member out and the cub gasped out in pain and torment, but also in pleasure, as lifegiving air was sucked into his lungs, his dazed mind clearing to take note of his climax and blushing deeply, as all the creatures around him noted it and called him out, calling him a bitch and a tailraiser, a cunt of a boy and a hole to be used.\nSepf's ears splayed back from all the attention, his mind and body alight from post-orgasm sensitivity and the cried out in torturous pleasure as the gnoll who had kept his knot inside the broken tailhole pulled out, a gush of minotaur and canine semen spilling out the torn ring of flesh. The cub just cried out louder, tears running down his face even as his spent cock managed to spray out even more semen from the sensation of the large knot leaving his body, leaving him gaped-open and bloody and ruined and [i]empty[/i].\n\nWith heavy steps, the ogre made itself over to the cub's head, half-flaccid cock still dripping cum and blood. He gripped the upper part of the boy's muzzle and wrenched it upwards, lower part dangling painfully and presented his rear, settling in, Sepf's jaws bent open more than 180 degrees. The broken muzzle fit perfectly into the large asscrack of the beast and its belly rumbled as it began to push out. Cartilage cracked further, as the huge piece of shit pushed into the broken muzzle and filled it up to bursting, far too huge it make it down the cub's bloodied throat. The ogre let off with a huff and turned to admire his handiwork, a solid piece of stool, compressed into the 200 degree bent open jaw, only the cub's brownstained teeth keeping it in.\nSepf drew in shallow breaths from his nose, which had been subjected to the intense and powerful assmusk of the ogre, his mind lighting up in perversion, even as his broken jaw was wrenched further open. His tastebuds were overwhelmed by the animalistic potency of the large shit in his muzzle, textures pressed against every square inch of flesh inside his mouth, but he could not work his mouth to swallow and neither to spit out, helpless to just be there, shit stuck in his mouth, golden eyes dripping tears and noticing the crowd of brutes that stood all around him giving another round of cheers and jeers at the continuing humiliation of the boy.\nThe ogre stood still for a little while, its mind processing it all. Its cock was shriveled up to flaccidness, so it lacked the tool it had observed being used earlier to push in the scat.\n\nA clatter made its way over the stage, wood striking wood, and a huge ladle, fit for an ogre, rattled its way in between the ogre and the cub. Gears turning in its mind, the dimwitted creature reached down and grasped the shaft, holding the spoon part in front of its eyes.\n\"Turn it around and shove it in!\" someone from the crowd shouted, and the beast slowly flipped the wooden instrument, pointing the end of the handle at the cub, about two inches in diameter. The ogre let its huge left hand envelop the cub's muzzle, tightening his grip and compressing the firm shit further, before he brought in the end of the handle and pressed it against the shit. The wood travelled deeply inside, and the spectators to the side could see the cub's throat bulge as the wood pressed a good helping of shit down his throat.\nThe ogre pulled it out, the cub whining through his nose from the pain of the handle scraping against his gullet, then attempting a pleading noise of complaint, trying to shake his head in the mighty creature's grasp, as the handle was plunged down his throat again.\nAt his rear, another gnoll had moved up, driving his thick and knotted cock inside at the same time as the handle bottomed out in the cub's stomach.\n\nWith his muzzle being forcefed like that, and another large male claiming his bloody and ruptured ass, Sepf's mind once again turned to that black and red cloud of raunchy emotions that came up from his subconscious. The added layer of humiliation and the hemmed-in feeling as my various minions stood closer to him than before, made his member twitch and then harden up. Spraying precum every time the gnoll hilted him, the beast driving fully in, knot and all squelching lewdly, then pulling fully out to admire the gape.\nAs his muzzle was slowly emptied of the shit that was forced down his throat and his battered tailhole was raped yet again, the crowd of my minions edged ever closer, sweaty and musky bodies standing in a circle, jerking themselves off, lewd fapping noises and moans and groans at the sights they witnessed. A couple of the orcs were rutting off to the side, a goblin was yelling in pain as Yierskrik the hobgoblin was raping it, the unlikely kobold and goblin lovers were on the floor in a 69 position, one of the minotaurs standing above them and pumping his cock.\nI gasped, as my erection, which had hardened without me noticing it, was suddenly engulfed by Scrae's mouth, the kobold gagging and sputtering, coating it with saliva and throatslime before he levitated up and turned around, letting the spell lower him so my prick could enter his asshole. I gripped him as tightly as I could with my rod of healing in hand, and fucked him while standing up, my pet yipping, as we both watched the force-feeding and the forceful fucking of the boy who had disobeyed us.\n\nIn a series of climaxes, the creatures standing around Sepf, masturbating, came all over his back and arms and legs, the gnoll unloaded into his bloody backside, Scrae yipped out as my cock battered his prostate, kobold cum spraying to the floor, his clenching asshole milked me and brought me to my own orgasm, embracing him with all my strength as I drove his body down again and again. The ogre at Sepf's mouth tired of force-feeding the cub gently, and began to fuck his throat with the handle, jamming in scoop after scoop of shit.\nIt was all too much for the cub who gurgled and came again, tailhole spasming and milking the gnoll who groaned out in pleasure, the boy's knotted member spraying another coating of semen out over the dried-up blood underneath.\n\nMy cock spent, my rage subsided, I lifted Scrae off, both of us sighing with disappointment, as I decided that the punishment was over with.\nI stepped closer, boots slurping against the cum-covered floor and bid my minions to depart, the gnoll happily yanking his knot out, the cub on the verge of prolapse, a spattering of semen and blood oozed out as the beast departed. The ogre let the shit-covered wooden ladle clatter to floor and moved off with thunderous steps.\nZennobas, over to the side, was tied with the displacer beast, leaning in and scritching its neckfur. Using a singsong voice not befitting his ferociousness he praised the beast, \"Who's a good Fluffy? [i]You're a good Fluffy[/i]! Good cat, good kitty...\"\n\nI activated the command word to the stockade and the wood parted slightly, well-oiled hinges barely making noise as I lifted it off. Sepf was so tired by this point that he didn't even raise his head, still resting his throat on the wood, his broken muzzle hanging open and dripping feces-coloured slime. I made it to his feet and undid the manacles there, the skin around the boy's ankles ripped open and bleeding. I stepped around to look at his cum and blood dripping tailhole, as well as his softening, black cock still oozing semen, and completed my circling by moving to his head again.\nI grabbed his neckfur and forced him to stare directly at me, his vacant eyes sharpening up at the sight of my glare, his mind ablaze in new agony as it jostled around his broken jaw.\n[i]YOU WERE A NAUGHTY PET. NOW YOU HAVE BEEN PUNISHED. UNDERSTAND THAT MAGIC IS DANGEROUS, UNPREDICTABLE. IF YOU HAD KILLED YOURSELF, I COULD HAVE GOTTEN A CLERIC TO RESURRECT YOU. IF YOU HAD TRANSPORTED YOURSELF TO AVERNUS OR GEHENNA YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN LOST TO ME[/i]\nHe gurgled out a response and his stomach complained loudly of the filth that had been forced down his bloody throat.\n[i]I HOPE YOU HAVE LEARNED YOUR LESSON![/i]\nTaking a step back, mindful of the risk of getting scat vomited directly into my head, I brought forth my rod of healing.\n\n[i]NOW LETS GET YOU PATCHED UP SO YOU CAN RESUME YOUR TRAINING, MY PET[/i]","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Naughty Pet, Nasty Punishment

About a year after acquiring Sepf, the blue-furred folf from the lands of the sun, I was sitting in my laboratory, gingerly working on an azure gemstone.
My eyes, like the rest of my kin, are not exactly well suited for this sort of work, but I had devoured the mind of enough gnomes, surface and subsurface-dwelling alike, that I had a bit of a deft hand when it came to the delicate work. The eleven year old cub had grown on me, and had vastly expanded on his skills in both roguery and the arcane, his studies had progressed to the point where Scrae believed that he was nearing the capability to enchant magical weapons, and I was preparing the gem as foci for the sword he was eventually going to craft.
Using psionic power, I was cutting and carving away at the small gemstone, one tendril of my power wielding a diamond carved like a wedge, another tendril holding the gemstone just so.
BOOOOM
A loud and thunderous explosion rocked my laboratory, causing the glassware to rattle and shift about on the tables, and making me lose my focus, the diamond dropping on the table and the azure gemstone clattering as it bounced off the wood and fell to the ground. I cursed out loud, tentacles wriggling with agitation, and cast my mind into my abode, feeling about for intruders, but finding none, only an array of psionic calls of confusion and alarm from my minions living there.

I delved deeper and felt remnants of heat and destruction in my workshop, as well as the very alarmed and guilty-feeling mind of the blue-furred cub.
Then I stood up. Looking down to the gemstone I had been working on for the last six hours, I saw that it was cracked in three, useless to me now. cursing with rage I ground the heel of my boot into the pieces, shattering them further with a splintering sound.
Fuming, I stormed out of my laboratory, brushing aside questioning slaves and pets alike, my eyes narrowed in anger as I made my way towards the workshop. The nearer I got, the more furious I became, and eventually, not even my most dedicated pets dared approach as I stalked down the corridors.
The door to the laboratory would not open to my unspoken command and I stuck out my three-fingered hand and twisted it, unleashing my psionic power, wood and steel groaning and screaming as I tore the very frame out of the stone wall, compressed the mass to the size of bucket and let the superheavy, crumbled-together wood and steel fall to the ground with a loud thud. Panting from the psionic exertion, I walked through the doorway and found Sepf standing at one of the furnaces, a broom and a dustpan in his paws, a look of childish fear on his features. The cub was bleeding slightly from numerous small cuts that peppered his face, the thick apron he was wearing had protected his body and his paws were still encased in thick, leather mittens that had protected them as well. One of the larger furnaces had been cracked, the flames inside extinguished by the detonation, and smoldering coals were still smoking up the chimney that was luckily still intact. The anvil that Sepf had been using was cracked right down the middle, shearing off to the side of the base, one piece laying on the ground, both parts red hot and glowing with the vestiges of some kind of magic.
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? I projected into the cub's mind.
His mouth worked, but no words came out, his mind was in disarray from disappointment, fear and a deep sense of unease from the tone of rage my mental voice had carried.
ANSWER ME, SEPF REI ENNUI-LUPIAN!
"I-I-I," he stammered, gesticulating to the broken anvil and the cracked furnace, "I was crafting a magical dagger and..." his voice trailed off, obviously not pleased with the results.
AND DID SCRAE GIVE YOU PERMISSION FOR THAT?
"He- He gave me some instructions yesterday and promised we could try it out later this week. Errmmmmm, but, well..." his voice trailed off again, and he lifted his right paw to scratch awkwardly at his jet-black hair, only for the broom to deposit a layer of dusty soot instead, causing him to sputter.
BUT YOU COULD NOT WAIT. YOU WOULD NOT WAIT
"Right, so, well, I though I might try it out myself, and..."
DID YOU GET PERMISSION? I projected harshly, the cub finally snapping to attention and realizing his predicament.
"No," he said hesitantly, obviously dreading the punishment he knew would come.

"Gaknulak's horns! What happened here?" a voice called out from behind me.
I turned around and stared ominously at Scrae, my favorite pet, the red-hued kobold, almost fully into maturity wearing his wizard robes and carrying a staff, ostensibly equipped to defend against some attack.
YOUR APPRENTICE DECIDED TO BLOW UP THE WORKSHOP AND DISTURB MY DELICATE WORK IN THE LABORATORY
Scrae glared at the blue-furred cub who wilted and looked even more sorry for himself, angering me further, as he should be more fearful of me than my pet, even if it was him who most regularly oversaw the punishments for his infractions.
I reached for the boy with my mind, hand twisting, and his head and then his body turned to face me, my psionic power forcing him to move.
YOU, BOY, YOU MUST BE PUNISHED, I projected as my mental power lifted him off the ground, his mouth emitting a continuous whine of discontent as I strode through my abode and beckoned any creature I met in our path to follow along, attracting a small gaggle of orcs, kobolds and even a couple of minotaurs.
We arrived shortly thereafter in the main dining hall, where my minions would eat and sometimes feast if I was in a particularly good mood. It featured an elevated platform where me and my chosen pets would eat, but it was also where public punishments would be carried out.
I sat down the cub and relinquished my grip on him, feeling somewhat feverish as I had expended a lot of my psionic potential.
TAKE OFF YOUR CLOTHES. ALL OF THEM, I ordered the boy, and he did the smart thing and disrobed without a complaint, only a constant whine and a few tears in his eyes showed his discomfort with the situation, as almost a dozen of my slave soldiers were watching eagerly, always happy to see someone who was not themselves be on the receiving end of my punishments.

I ordered a couple of orcs to clear the tables and bid one of the minotaurs to bring the heavy stockade from the storage room next door, the creature huffing as it carried back the wooden contraption and lifted it to the elevated area, now a sort of stage.
The stockade was a simple wood contraption, though it had an array of darkened, iron runes set into it at various points, serving as foci for transformative magic that could make the construction expand to the point where an ogre could be held there and reduced in size to the point where a kobold, or an eleven-year old cub could be trapped in it. The stockade featured a wooden plank with three holes, the middle one larger to fit the head, dissected in two and operated on a hinge to open it and close it shut on the victim. The construction moved further down in a laid down L-shape that split in a Y, with two iron manacles at either end of the Y, similarly enchanted on the sides so the punished would be kept on their knees with their legs spread for easy access. There was no padding for the knees, neither for the neck and wrists, this was a tool for punishment and torture which only the most masochistic of my pets would find pleasure in being caught in.
I voiced the command word, and the stockade shrunk down slightly, having last been holding one of my drow slaves, and it reduced itself to the perfect size where Sepf would properly on his knees when kneeling into it. I stepped over to it and opened it up, gesturing for the boy to approach.
PLACE YOUR HEAD IN THE CENTER HOLE, HANDS INTO THE SIDES, I commanded the cub, and he shook his head in denial even as his feet carried him towards the contraption, got on his knees on the wood of it, and sat his neck in the center hole, putting his wrists at rest at the side holes. I leaned in and pulled slightly, so his wrists were actually through the holes and then I closed the other half, wood meeting wood with a satisfying clunk. The seams then shimmered as they molded together, bound tightly into a single plank now, keeping Sepf firmly in place. Scrae was already fastening his ankles to the manacles, the iron closing and fusing too, and the cub was now well and truly helpless.

I walked around in a circle, taking in the sight of the fearful boy, noting his tail wrapped under his nethers. I couldn't have that and grabbed into my always-present bag of holding, rummaging around and finding a short length of magical rope.
It was truly a marvel, the rope could expand up towards a hundred paces, and would stay in place anchored in the air as if bound to a thousand pound rock if willed it to. I deftly wrapped it around the upper end of his tail, the cub meeping in pain as I bound it in a tight knot, and lifted the rope up to about the height of my eyes in a position above his shoulders, letting go of it, and it stayed there, lifting his blue-furred tail out of the way and revealing the streak of white on its underside as well at the plush, white fur in the cleft of his buttocks, his white-furred pouch hanging underneath, drawn up and shriveled from his fright, as well as from the intense feeling of humiliation, the cub kneeling and looking out at the room, where the small army of my minions were assembled.
I looked at the crowd and noted a couple of his teachers, as well as Zennobas the gnoll, whom he had founded a deeper relationship with after their session in the baths all those months back, the gnoll occasionally rutting and then using the boy as his personal latrine, much to the enjoyment of them both. The hyena-like head of the gnoll was cocked askew, his mind curious as to what warranted such public punishment.

I spread out my arms, signaling my intent to address them all and then pointed an accusing finger at Sepf.
THIS BOY HAS VIOLATED HIS TRAINING AND DISOBEYED MY COMMAND FOR HIM TO FOLLOW EVERY ORDER THAT SCRAE GIVES HIM. HE HAS RUINED MY WORKSHOP AND CAUSED ME TO LOSE A DAY'S WORTH OF MAGICAL LABOUR. FOR THIS, HE MUST BE PUNISHED
The crowd began jeering and even Zennobas growled with discontent from the actions of the boy. The first rule of my household was obedience. The second was severe punishment for disobedience, and they all knew that, most of them having been subject to my tortures in one form or the other. A small cheer went up when I procured an O-ring gag made of hardened leather, forcing it into his muzzle and fastening it to the back of his head.
THIS CUB IS ON HIS KNEES, READY TO SERVE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU. HOWEVER, WE MUST START WITH THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE NOT THAT LARGE. KOBOLDS, GOBLINS, YOU SHALL HAVE THE FIRST GO AT HIM
At this, a ragged assortment of slaves, most of them in loose garments and with stinking bodies, cheered loudly. It was not often they were the first at anything, the others looked on with narrowed eyes, spiteful of being left waiting. I drew in a ragged breath, taking in their psionic emanations, anticipating with glee how they would treat the cub once they got their turn.
Finally, I procured a special little device made of gleaming mithral and I leaned down to fasten it around the boy's nuts and sheath. It was something the dwellers in the lands of the sun called a "cock cage", a contraption that would prevent erections, this one a ring that was fastened to his balls which was connected to the cage by a quartet of small bands connected to of a series of spiked rings ending in a tapered tip that had a small opening, the spikes would punish the cub if he got aroused from the actions that were to occur.

With the patter of steps, around a dozen kobolds and goblins made their way to the stage, and I stepped back to watch the action, as they pulled down their loincloths and revealed green and red hardening erections. There was a bit of a scuffle, the pecking order being established, and eyeing each other with badly-concealed hatred, the biggest goblin and the largest kobold took sides on either end of the immobile cub, who meeped out in pain as the kobold in front of him grabbed his blue-furred ears and thrust its knotted cock into his muzzle, while the goblin grabbed his thighs and ground his cock against his tailhole, not even bothering with lubrication, only the filthy gunk trapped in his foreskin working as lube.
Ahh, the psionic emanations of pain from the cub's mind warmed my heart as the goblin's cock, easily five inches long and quite thick, forced its way into his backside, while the kobold's musky cock, also glistening with filthy slime, was forced deep down his throat, the cub's mind churning from the horrible smell and taste of the slave that was raping his mouth while the hurt from being fucked without lubrication causing tears to fall from his eyes.
The crowd edged closer to the stage, eager to see the action, some even climbing up to see things from the side or behind, mindful of not overstepping and getting involved yet. Sepf's eyes darted from side to side, cheeks burning red from the embarrassment of so many watching him be violated, his mind lighting up deliciously with the hue of humiliation as Zennobas climbed the scene and squatted down fairly close to his head, licking his chops and taking in the sight of the groaning cub as he was raped.
The kobold rutted him hard and fast, knot smacking against his lips in quick slaps, before he grunted with pleasure and spewed his draconic semen into his muzzle, gripping it with both paws for purchase as he rammed his knot against the boy's lips, Sepf swallowing the copious amounts of semen in large gulps. The goblin picked up pace as well, his thick member spreading the tailhole wide and hammering against his prostate again and again.

I stepped close, my minions parting around me, and squatted down to see what happened underneath, as Sepf's groans of pain changed pitch to moans of pleasure from his prostate being battered, his member hardening in its sheath from the anal stimulation. The kobold pulled off his mouth with a slurp and a couple of jets of semen covered the overside of his snout, his mind lighting up from the combined smell and taste of kobold seed, as well as few twinges of pain from the salty cum hitting the small cuts there from the magical explosion.
Then he yowled, as his member expanded into and then filled out the cock cage, the sharp spikes biting into his sensitive cock, the cub screaming out in pain as his natural bodily reaction to being claimed forced the member to thicken further, pressing against the mithral, driving the spikes so deep that blood began to trickle down his sheath, running down his nutsack and dripping to the ground.
The other slaves smelled blood and stepped closer, nursing their erections, their minds flaming with depraved lust from seeing the cub being raped and his torturous screams from his cock being pierced by the spiked cock cage. Sepf looked around with teary eyes and his ears splayed fully back from the sight of all my lesser slaves crowding around him, each of their cocks bound for one of his holes.

Two goblins stepped to his head, the larger of them shutting him up by plunging its four-inch cock inside his mouth, the other pushing the first goblin a bit to the side, gripping that of the cub's ears that ended in a black tuft of fur, twisting his head to the side, and grinding his slimy cockhead against the soft inner skin of the ear, Sepf mewling out from the strange sensation, even as his member was hurting from pressing against the spiked cage.
The largest goblin finished his rut with a massive groan, driving his hips forward to slap against the cub's buttocks, his swinging nutsack slapping against the white-furred pouch of the boy, who cried out in pain as it rattled his cock cage every time, his voice cut off at every thrust from the goblin claiming his muzzle.
With the skin around the ear canal glistening with goblin funk, the small creature's two inch erection began emitting prodigious amounts of precum, and he used this newfound source of lubrication to press his member against Sepf's ear canal, driving the tip inside with wet squelches that made the cub's mind light up in a most curious way, the sounds driving into his ears were seemingly incredibly loud as the hot flesh penetrated this most intimate area, and he blushed even harder from the humiliation of his ear canal being used as a hole, even as his member softened slightly from the severe pain it was subjected to, as well as the empty feeling of the big goblin's cock leaving his tailhole.

A few moments later, a kobold stepped up, its canine erection fully formed, almost six inches long with a hefty knot that belied his small size, and he plunged his cock in all the way to the base of his knot in his first thrust, aided by the semen of the goblin. Sepf moaned and then yowled around the prick in his muzzle as the kobold fucked him hard and fast, knotting him within thirty seconds, driving his member deeply inside and filling up the boy's tailhole, the pressure against his prostate causing his dick to swell again, the cub scrounging up his eyes and then opening wide, as the wicked barbs dug into his tender and bleeding dick again. The kobold was leaning forward, standing on one leg, lifting the other up like a dog would, and panted happily, as he unloaded the contents of his balls into the backside of the cub. He didn't get to stay there for long, as another kobold stepped forward and manhandled him around, his cock rotating inside the squirming and crying cub, until he stood bent over facing away from the cub, the other kobold gripping his wrists and pulling at him with all his might, the bulbous knot pressing mightily against Sepf's clenching tailhole, before it plopped out in a gush of semen, the cub crying out in pain as his anus was stretched so painfully, the white semen running down his taint and dripping down his nutsack, mingling with the continuously dripping blood on the floor.
The second kobold was quick to mount the boy, his much smaller cock entering completely, knot and all, after a few humps, the draconic being closing his eyes in bliss as he yanked the knot out and then pushed it in again, beginning a good knotfuck.

Sepf was crying and sputtering as the goblin in his mouth climaxed and painted his mouth white with his semen, the other one quickly losing his bearings as well, cum spraying deeply inside his ear canal, deafening it and causing a painful pressure to build up, that was released when the goblin finally let go of his ear and stepped away with a satisfied huff, a few more strands  jetting out to land over his ear and the top of his head, the off-white cum contrasting nicely with his jet black fur there. The other one kept rutting his mouth for a bit longer, riding out his orgasm, and making sure that every single drop of semen was deposited on Sepf's tongue.
The boy gurgled in semen and then yowled out in renewed pain, as his retreating member was coaxed back out by one of the goblins stepping in to fondle his sheath and balls, the creature deviously having figured out how the cock cage worked and doing its best to bring the cub renewed pain, crying and blabbering as his member was once again pressing against the spikes, the goblin gripping the cage and wiggling it this way and that, scoring deep gashes, more blood trickling down the white-furred taint and dripping down Sepf's nutsack.

LET ME SHOW YOU SOMETHING, I projected at Scrae, who had been standing by me, rummaging with his member under his robes. I began to cast a spell, and all my minions stopped their actions to make sure it wasn't directed at them. It was a simple one, my right palm and fingers began arching with bluish crackles of electricity, I then made certain passes and gestures with my left hand and the colourful glow all but disappeared.
WITH ANY MAGIC, YOU CAN DIRECT THE EXACT POWER YOU WANT TO USE, IT JUST REQUIRES A BIT OF WORK AND SOME SKILL, I projected at the kobold, FEEL THIS
I reached my hand down towards his crotch, and a very slight surge of electricity impacted his cock as I gripped it through his robes, its defenses not enough to stand against my levels of power. Scrae hissed and then his tongue lolled out, as the gentle current buzzed through his member, causing it to twitch and spurt precum. I made a few passes with my left hand and the current increased, the kobold twitching in place as the electricity surged through his cock and beyond, painfully impacting his nutsack as well and driving deep into his body. The pain was great, but he endured it with his masochism as a shield, his prick hardening further under my shocking grasp, pulsing with pleasure, his electrified nutsack pulling up against his body.
I made another pass, and he yowled out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as the full brunt of the spell hit his member, he shuddered and then gasped as the current continued to tear through his cock and up his body, shivering in place as it wracked his muscles, until he finally lost it and came hard, semen spraying against his robes and seeping through in a big wet patch. I finally let off, the bluish hue extinguished, Scrae gripping my arm for purchase as he leaned forward, huffing from his climax, body weak from the currents that had arched through it.
NOW DO IT TO HIM, I projected, and Scrae looked up at the frightened cub, who had witnessed the whole display while being unmolested, that is, the kobold lodged in his backside and the goblin holding his cock cage has stood still while I made my little demonstration. My pet's draconic eyes narrowed and his still-twitching erection pressed against the wet spot on his robes, as he stepped forward to try out this new kind of spellweaving.

The kobold renewed his knotfucking with gusto, seemingly aroused from the sight of one his kin being electrocuted and climaxing from the action, his knot squelching in and out the boy's hole, while the goblin moved away as Scrae came closer, beginning the incantation that would imbue the same electric power to sizzle in his right paw. He made the same gestures I had just shown him, dimming the bluish light to an imperceivable glow, and got to his knees on the side of the immobile cub, who was yowling in his own little space of torment and bliss, as his tailhole was spread again and again, while his cock was briefly unmolested and was finally softening enough to pry away from the cutting barbs, giving him some respite.
A goblin claimed his mouth, this one packing a decently long but thin six inches, and choked him up by driving it to the hilt and keeping it there, just as Scrae reached in with his paw, under the cock cage, to grip the cub's nutsack, causing him to squirm as the weak currents tickled his testicles, all the while he retched as the cock was lodged down his throat, cum and snot spewing out his nose as he choked on the stinky member.
Scrae made a few passes with his other paw and the electricity increased along with the bluish hue, which made the semen and blood that had begun to run over his paw look alien, and the cub screamed out with renewed vigor for a moment before the goblin shut him up again by driving his prick to his musky crotch, the filthy pubic hair reeking of cum and piss and sweat, the cub's mind lighting up with that perverse black and red cloud of emotions, before he shuddered as the raunchy experience caused his member to harden again, twin pains from his nutsack and bleeding cock causing his eyes to loll to the back of his head.
My favorite pet grinned cruelly and made the passes that would bring the spell to its full intensity, gripping even harder, where the pressure was extremely painful by itself, the cub gurgling on goblincock and shuddering the best he could in his bondage, roped-up tail bushing out completely, growing to triple its normal size as his hairs stood on end, bawling in pain every time the goblin drew back for another thrust. The kobold, who had been knotfucking him continuously, drew back with a gasp and a curse, his member spraying semen all over, as the electricity had gotten to him, white spatters landing all over the back and legs and rump of the cub.

The spell dissipated and Scrae got to his feet with a satisfied huff, undid his robes and let it slide to the floor, revealing his throbbing erection, covered in the semen from his previous orgasm, fresh precum dotting the tip. He stepped around and claimed the boy's tailhole, rutting him with determined thrusts, semen squelching out every time he pulled fully back, his thighs slapping wetly against the cub's buttocks each time he drove forward. The goblin fucking Sepf's throat suddenly unloaded, keeping his prick inside, opting to shoot his load down the cub's throat, who wide-eyed tried to keep up with the flow, his throat undulating as it handled the hefty of amount of semen.
A gurgle could be heard from the cub's stomach as Scrae's cock drove deep on every thrust, all the air pumped inside causing his intestines to bloat, and farts could soon be heard each time the kobold hilted himself completely. A goblin and a kobold stepped over to the boy's head and contented themselves with simply masturbating, sharing a look, and then gripping each others' cocks, moaning out and then kissing, showing off a display of the affection they apparently had for each other, minds ablaze in lust and even a hint of love, causing me to pause as I perused their thoughts, others of my slaves and pets cocking their heads as well at the strange sight of green and red flesh meeting and parting, the tongues dancing and the mutual, sensual masturbation.

Scrae was fucking him harder now, wet plaps and squelches coming from used tailhole, a coating of brown beginning to cover the length. At last it seemed like Sepf's cock had learned its place, and was tucked inside his sheath, blood oozing out and dripping to the floor, intersected with a few drips of precum that the heavy fucking was driving out of his flaccid dick. His nuts had stopped hurting as much, and he was free to gasp and stare at the two cocks being jerked off right in front of his face, the two lovers a bit more to the clean side, and their combined musk was rich and heady, causing a small lightshow to go off inside the cub's head. Kissing and moaning into each others mouths, the two creatures arrived at their climaxes almost at the same time, parting their muzzles and huffing as they came, looking down at the cub's head as they painted it with rope after rope of semen, some flying so high they landed on his neck, others landing on his ears, oozing down to mix with the goblin semen that was still slowly dripping out of his left ear. Sepf grimaced as numerous of the cuts on his face were subjected to the salty sting of their cum.
With a determined hiss, my kobold pet plunged his knot inside the cub's stretched-out asshole, climaxing in great shudders and leaning forward to rest his paws on Sepf's lower back as he drove his pelvis back and forth with numerous short thrusts, riding out his orgasm. The sudden increase in pressure as he was knotted, as well as the scents and tastes that coated his face and ran into his mouth, caused the boy to harden yet again, first meeping in arousal and then shivering in pain, sobbing, as the spikes tore new wounds in his already bleeding prick, the spatters of red underneath his scrotum continuously growing in size.

Tears were running from the cub's face as he stared into the crowd that was eagerly watching his debasing punishment, gnolls, orcs, ogre and minotaurs, naked and stroking their erections, a few of them had already climaxed, spatters of thick semen covered the floors, other cocks dripped copious amounts of precum that made the stone floor slick. Sepf looked at the crowd for mercy and found none, then looked to the side, where Zennobas was watching him pensively, slowly stroking his massive cock, yet another gaze bereft of any sympathy, only lazy horniness as he awaited his turn.
Scrae groaned out as he pulled his softening member out of the cub's abused tailhole, the sphincter trying to and failing to close fully, a spattering of semen and some brown waste pouring out in humiliating farts, the cub scrounging up his eyes and splaying back his ears, tears falling from both pain and embarrassment as his bowels vacated themselves on the floor. The kobold took a step back and waved his paws around, muttering an incantation, and the waste on the floor disappeared in a cloud of foul steam. He stepped around with a paw covering his nose, and the pair that had masturbated each other stepped away as he moved to the cub's head, his shit-covered member bobbing with each step.
"Open wide! Oh, I don't even need to tell you that!" the kobold said with cruel humour, as he plunged his messy cock into Sepf's mouth, gripping his cum-coated ears tenuously and driving his hips forward, grinding his crotch against him, swishing his backside this way and that to deposit the fecal matter all over the hapless cub's mouth.
Sepf gagged and sputtered as the kobold's prick tickled the back of his throat, while the foul tastes of his own bowels deposited on his tastebuds, and that delectable black and red cloud of raunchy emotions surfaced in his mind, his member hardening, a keening wail coming from his throat as his member spasmed into life yet again, this time firming powerfully from the raunchy horniness that his subconsciousness drove forth, the spikes digging deeply as his erection pushed at the cock cage, the mithral ring around his testicles digging into their white fur painfully even as the boy squealed out as his member bled a small stream, rivulets of blood pouring to the floor. The kobold finished using the cub as a his living toilet sponge and stepped back, huffing contently, and walking over to  his robes, picking them up, then narrowing his eyes at the large wet spot on the middle, and throwing them on the floor, instead turning to watch the cub's further torment.
It was so little, the scat coating his mouth, but it brought him so much pain as his perversion made his tortured member remain hard, though it began to lose a little of its stiffness, the ring around his testicles stopped digging painfully, yet the sharp spikes were still firmly embedded in the tender flesh of his bleeding cock. He finally got some relief, as the first goblin that had fucked his ass stepped over, realizing the shift in punishment, set his member on the boy's lips and relaxed, acrid piss spraying out, washing down the scat in a slush of salt and pheromones. The powerful spray overwhelmed the cub and urine flowed out his mouth to spatter on the stage, the filthy goblin oblivious as his head lolled back from the pleasure of release. He finished off by wiping its cock on the blue-furred cub's black snout, a single spurt of piss jetting out, into his nostrils, causing him to sneeze and cough as it burned his sinuses.

YOU GOBLINS AND KOBOLDS HAVE HAD YOUR FILL, NOW IT IS TIME FOR THE ORCS AND THE HOBGOBLIN TO HAVE THEIR TURN, I projected, having noted that all of the lesser slaves had orgasmed, either inside the cub or on the cub or simply by masturbating to the lewd and cruel sights. I spoke a command word, and the stockade groaned as it grew from the bottom, lifting itself off the floor about two feet, the perfect height for my orc warriors and the single hobgoblin that dwelled in my abode.
All of the greenskins were valuable dwellers of my abode, burly, heavily muscled, their bodies showing that they received several hours of military drill every day along with a regiment of strength training overseen by the drow weapons master Sonzo'azzar. He led them onto expeditions into the caverns surrounding the city, having them run until they dropped and letting them fight when infestations of the various kinds of vermin of the underdark needed cleansing. The hobgoblin was a specimen unto himself, almost seven feet tall, he towered over the orcs, and was quite a bit smarter. Until I purchased Zennobas I had him perched on top as the lead warrior, but the gnoll had proven such an asset that Yierskrik had been relegated to second-in-command.
Luckily, the dark-hued, brown-furred hobgoblin had taken the change in position with grace.
Probably helped by the fact that I kept him well-supplied with goblin slaves whom he raped to death.
Yierskrik was snarling as he approached the cub, the orcs giving him a wide berth, letting him choose which hole to claim first. He opted for the rear of the cub, who was shivering in fearful anticipation, but not in acute pain at the moment, the shuffling around giving his small dick time to calm fully down, only a few spatters of blood occasionally trickling out of his sheath.
The hobgoblin sported quite a member, eight inches long and proportionally thick, a heavy coat of foreskin covered the cock, which he pulled back as he aligned it with the gaping and messy hole between the white-furred cheeks of the cub.

"I'm gonna fuck you 'till you bleed!" the hobgoblin snarled in undercommon, and Sepf tensed up unhelpfully as the powerful warrior gripped his thighs and drove half his length inside in a single and vicious thrust, beginning a powerful jackhammering without any regard to the boy's wellbeing, quickly hilting and driving his prick fully out and fully inside, wet and lewd squelches ringing out in the crowded room.
The biggest of the orcs stepped towards the trapped cub, but stopped for a moment, as his bowels clenched up, having been disturbed by my procession on his way to the latrine. He bent forward for a moment, sweat beginning to drip from his scalp, as his stomach complained about the lack of release with a loud growl, a nasty and silent fart emitting from his rear causing a couple of the nearest orcs to retch noisily, wafting their green and hairy paws in front of their porcine faces.
YOU CAN USE THE BOY AS A LATRINE, IF YOU WANT, I projected into the dull creature's mind, and it emitted that certain green hue I had come to recognize from orcs when they got to utterly dominate other beings.
He huffed and puffed himself up, chest muscles perking out, as he stepped over to Sepf's head, standing in front of the boy and waving his stinking, half-hard member in front of his snout, pulling back the foreskin to reveal a layer of glistening grime, the smell hammering the boy's sensitive nose, potent, musky, sweaty and nasty, the product of many hours of training and too much time since the last bath. Then he turned around, bent over and gave the crowd a bit of a silly flourish, before looking back as he grasped his hairy asscheeks, pulling them apart and stepping back to grind his unwashed asshole over the cub's black snout. The cub tried to recoil, but the orc was relentless in coating his nose and lips with a layer of old, fermented shit, the musk of his ass overpowered by the stink of that old waste, which left heavy streaks of brown all over.
Sepf was forced to breathe through his mouth, as he cried in torment from his tailhole being raped brutally by the big hobgoblin who held nothing back, ramming his backside with his long and thick cock, his hefty balls slamming against the boy's small pouch, causing the cock cage to rattle around and prick into his member, which was hardening despite himself, renewing the torment on his dick.
Breathing was a luxury though, as the orc leaned in and used his superior strength to set his asshole right on the ring-gag, a sputtering fart emitted from his hole and a mushy turd made its way out, forcing its way into the cub's mouth and filling it up, the meaty buttocks of the greenskin made an unbreakable seal, and the only way it could go was down.
And so the boy swallowed, fighting for life, fearing for his body as it was raped harshly, breaths impossible as the slimy and foul waste had to make it down his gullet and fill his stomach. All the while, that furiously filthy undercurrent of black and red-hued lust roared into life and the cub choked on the scat as his dick hardened fully, pressing against the cage, spikes digging in and penetrating what little surface of the sensitive flesh of his knotted cock that wasn't already bleeding. The sanguine fluid dripped down and then ran in a steady rivulet, the pool underneath widening further, the sea of red spreading out as his member was practically flensed, almost all the skin torn off at this point.

Yierskrik pulled out, his member covered in scat, and took a step to the side and leaned down to look at the bloody meat that was trapped inside the cruel cock cage, flesh torn so much the bone was peeking out of its tip and pushing through the rounded hole than made up the end of the cage.
"You like being a latrine, you filthy sow?" he snarled, before he reached for the mithral contraption and began jerking it as if masturbating the cub, tearing skin and meat of his tender cock, causing the boy to choke and then spew out, the orc still pressing his backside to his mouth, so the only way the mushy orcshit could go was through his nostrils, not spewing out, but more like oozing like two small brown worms that crawled out every time his stomach heaved and smeared the shit all over the orc's buttocks. The hobgoblin kept masturbating the destroyed cock, yanking the cage back harshly, twisting it, pulling it forward until a sneezing squeal could be heard as the pouch was pulled to the point where skin might break.
Yierskrik let go of the bloody metal and licked his paws, delighting in the taste of surface-dweller blood, and stepped back to admire the gaping and slightly bleeding, brownstained asshole in front of him, before he stepped back and delivered a powerful kick to Sepf's balls.
The explosion of air that came from the cub's mouth was enough to make the orc take a step forward, confused by the sudden burst, and the cub spewed out the scat he hadn't managed to swallow, drew in a convulsive breath and then screamed as loud as his body was able to, the scream interrupted as another heavy kick drove his testicles against his body. Sepf tensed up and gasped breathlessly, even as the hobgoblin drew back for another kick, this one causing the boy to vomit, all the orc scat that had been forcefed to him spewing out on the floor, the greenskin stepping away with a curse.
"It's a shame," Yierskrik snarled as he kicked the boy's nutsack again, "that I am not wearing," he kicked again, "my boots!" the hobgoblin finished, driving his powerful foot as hard as possible into the cub's nuts, the last kick squeezing them against his body with such force that his testicles ruptured, the intense sense of wrongness lit up the cub's mind in the most delightful of ways as he finally managed to take in the air for another big scream, the onlookers jeering and hollering, jerking themselves off to the sight of the cub's agony.
The hobgoblin wasn't done though, and kept kicking the ruined pouch several more times, seemingly attempting to drive his foot through the cub to impact his spine, such was the power he gave to the kicks, before he stopped and stepped forward, his thick cock ramming into the boy again, jackhammering away as his cruelty had brought his horniness to the peak of climax.

At least the boy's cock could not harden anymore, as all the blood that attempted to flow into it from the harsh pounding of his prostate, simply spilled out of the torn flesh to drizzle out from the opening of his sheath. Yierskrik fucked the cub hard for a couple dozen seconds and then came with a thunderous roar, befitting of a warrior that has claimed the tailhole of a vanquished enemy. Or a cub slave.
Sepf was shivering and shuddering in torment, his tailhole squelched and gaped open, bloody and raw from the intense fucking, his nutsack ruined, his cock a bloody travesty of a piece of bird-meat on a stick, seeping and dripping onto an ever-expanding pool of blood underneath him. He yowled out as the hobgoblin pulled out to give him a couple more kicks for good measure, making sure to ram his foot against the cock cage as well, the pain in his foot much smaller than the pain the cub felt as the spikes dug into his sheath, causing the skin there to tear as well, adding another level of agony.
Only then did the orc, stomach rumbling, push his ass backwards, attempting to trap the cub's muzzle between his asscheeks, but Sepf was panicking, brown drool spraying from his mouth as he screamed out again and again from the pain wracking his body, yanking his head this way and that in torment.
"Boys! I need some help here!" the orc shouted, and a couple orcs ran over, their own cocks spasming and dripping, standing on either side of the cub, one gripping his throat so tight he could not breathe, the other one gripping the top of his snout, one large finger draping over his nostrils so he could not draw breath there, uncaring about his buddy's shit being smearing on his skin, his only focus was the cub and the force-feeding they would administer.
The large orc sighed contently and pushed his rump back, angling his hole right onto the cub's mouth and pressed his sweat-stinking, brown-coated asscrack against the boy's lips and his compatriots finger, before he vacated his bowels in a powerful slurry of half-solid sludge that made itself in and had no where to go except down. As the orc holding Sepf's throat could feel it expand underneath his fingers, he let go, and the effect was like that of a stopper being pulled from a bottle of elven-made sparkling wine, the slurry was under such pressure that it practically exploded its way down the cub's throat and into his stomach.

Sepf was in a panic, his body was in agony, his lungs were constricted from the lack of air, and now a most foul sludge coming from the orc's bowels was forcibly pushing its way down his stomach, making it expand and then bulge out as the large beast huffed and puffed and pressed again and again, the slurry turning to almost watery shits that made the cub's stomach distend like a pregnant female. His lips were almost blue from a lack of oxygen when the orc finally let off, but only when he had felt the boy swallowing numerous times so that all his waste was securely deposited.
The boy drew in great, shuddering breaths, the agony coming to a point where not even screaming was enough. He shivered violently and almost passed out as he gagged and retched, the waste not quite willing to leave his protesting body, slimy and brown saliva poured out from his muzzle and hung in long strands that almost reached the floor before breaking off and spattering to the wooden platform, the cub's head bent forward, utterly exhausted and broken from his ordeal, his breaths turning from deep and shuddering to rapid and shallow as he mentally took note of the damage and was horrified.
However, he had no time to process it, as the orc who had held his nose shut switched places with the large one, and moved his asshole into position, squatting slightly to catch the cub's hanging head and then extending his legs again, jerking himself off from the raunchy punishment he was going to inflict, winking to the crowd who jeered at the cub and cheered at the orcs for their actions. He grunted, Sepf's protesting mewls unheard, and a fat turd pushed its way out his pucker. I delved into the boy's mind and could feel the mass was thick and lumpy, hard textures brushing against his tongue and the roof of his mouth before it entered the back of his throat and continued its way down towards his stomach, the whole turd one solid piece growing longer and longer. The orc sighed contently as the significant pressure in his bowels released and began to move his hips slightly from side to side to dislodge the last piece, which was just shy of exiting, but was meeting pressure from within the boy.

"Massage his throat, will'ya'?" he asked of the other orc, who had been standing just besides the cub and eagerly watched the action. He grabbed Sepf's throat again and began choking him, then letting go, choking him, then letting go, crushing the turd inside to make it more squishy, helping the other orc finish his toilet and stand off with a happy sigh, smacking his mouth in satisfaction as he turned around, the stool extending some three inches outside the cub's mouth as the gripping of his throat caused the piece above to be pressed outwards.
"Can't have that," the orc absentmindedly said, presenting his precum-dripping organ, and he used it, pressing its tip against his own shit and driving his hips forward, the other orc letting go of Sepf's throat, the mushed-up scat there able to compress and the piece still in his mouth to be pushed in and occupy the vacant space.
The cub was already close to suffocation, and the cock in his mouth didn't help at all, he began to struggle, his mind and body still capable of mortal fear, as the oxygen depletion made his thoughts hazy and his body convulse even harder. The orc enjoyed the sensation of the cub's spasming, as it made the flesh that warmed his cock constrict against it. He began hammering his organ against the solid turd lodged in the boy's throat, precum and force causing it to turn into mush that was capable of being pushed further down, the brown mess slowly pounded deep into Sepf's stomach.
With lips as blue as the gemstone he had ruined, the cub was finally able to take in short gasps of much-needed air, as the feces was finally pushed fully down his gullet, the cock pistoning, but still leaving fractions of a second for air to travel into his lungs. The fetidness of his breath struck the boy like lightning, foul smells and tastes finally allowed to reach his tastebuds and nose as the orc's stinking pubic hairs tickled him on every thrust. He was partially back to consciousness when the greenskin unloaded, gripping his slimy ears painfully and driving his prick down, continuing his rapid pistoning and coating both his tongue and his throat with his semen, finally stepping back and slapping the cub's filthy muzzle with his spent and muddy cock.

I had stepped closer to the boy, a warning gaze causing the remainder of the orcs to stay away from his gaped-open tailhole, so that I could inspect the damage to his nethers. Disregarding his bruised and battered anus, I looked to his sheath and noted the excessive bleeding coming from therein, his mind revealing that the extensive blood loss was causing him to be woozy even without the asphyxiating actions he had just endured. I pulled off the cock cage, making sure to yank it around a little so that he yowled, his crushed testicles causing him to spit out throatslime at the muddy cock that was battering his face. I delicately reached for my rod of healing, but then re-considered, sensing the cub could be hurt just a little bit more before losing consciousness.
I turned to Scrae and beckoned him over, DO YOU HAVE ANOTHER SHOCKING GRASP MEMORIZED?, I asked him, to which he nodded.
CAST IT, BUT END IT LIKE THIS, I extended my fingers, twirling thumb and pointy up, down, and then to the side. ADD THESE TO THE END OF THE INCANTATION AND THINK OF FIRE. WILL THE SPELL TO BE OF FIRE
Scrae nodded intently, understanding that I was turning this torture session into a lesson for him, and began casting, ending the spell with a deep frown of concentration and the added gestures and gasped in delight as his right paw was encased not with lighting, but with a red flame that made his draconic eyes sparkle in its light and causing the orcs take another step back.
I WILL SHOW YOU LATER THE ADDED GESTURES FOR DIFFERENT ENERGIES, JUST REMEMBER THAT YOU CAN CHANGE ALMOST ANY SPELL LIKE THIS, YOU JUST NEED TO UNDERSTAND THE GESTURES AND HAVE THE WILL
The kobold nodded, my favorite pet instantly understanding the consequences and possibilities of such arcane mastery.
NOW, I projected, while I stepped behind the cub and kneeled down, grasping his sheath and making him scream with renewed vigour as I forcible pulled out the remnants of his dick from its confines, CAUTHERIZE THE WOUND
Scrae got to his knees as well, eyeing the broken flesh and the bone sticking through, before he looked at his burning paw and used to gestures from earlier to make it die down to a slight light, as if a candle was casting the flame and not a firepit, he reached forward and grasped the ruined cock. Sizzling could be heard and a quite palatable smell was emitted from the smoke that curled up, before a keening wail erupted from Sepf, the cub shuddering and shaking, the bones in his wrist hurting from him almost breaking them and the manacles around his ankles scoring deep gashes in his blue fur as he tried to escape with every ounce of strength that was still left in his body.
The kobold released his grip and then tightened it several times, making sure to cover every single square inch of the meat with brown-coloured marks, grilling the dick, but not burning it black, pulling back his paw, looking to me for approval, smiling cruelly as I nodded, and then reached under for the white-furred nutsack, gesturing for the flame to increase in intensity.
I let go of the boy's sheath, to let the lightly grilled sausage creep back inside, and Scrae grabbed the nutsack, flames licking over fur and causing it to sizzle and curl in blackened tufts, the crushed nuts inside cooking in no time, as he turned up the heat to the full extent of the spell, the cub choking on his breath as the skin cracked, then blackened from the flames. Sepf's shuddering had decreased to tremors and his cries had turned to weak sobbing by this point.
With the spell finished, Scrae stepped back with a look of satisfaction and a deep sense of pride and appreciation of the new spellcraft I had taught him.

I stepped around the cub, and the orc battering his face with streaks of brown slime suddenly found a reason to cease his cruel teasing, backpedaling away with a bow. I leaned in, careful to avoid getting too close to the foul-smelling boy and gave him a smile without any mercy in it, my tentacles wriggling, getting his attention, Sepf staring at me almost absent-minded, as all the pains and trials his body had been subjected to had started to turn him dull and unresponsive, his subconsciousness pulling him away from the land of the living and partitioning his mind from reality.
That would not do, so I delved into his psyche and yanked him back, his blank eyes regaining their luster and then scrounging up as all his pain, all his humiliation, the filthy mess still covered his mouth and forced into his stomach, everything hit him at once. I stepped back as he gasped, then groaned, then cried out like the boy he was, before retching, his stomach convulsing. I neatly stepped away as he hurled, spraying fecal matter all over the stage and even as far as to reach the stone floor in front of it, minions stepping back with curses even as they cheered for the cub's renewed vigour, sensing their time was near.
I pulled out my rod of healing and leaned in to prod it at his ruined cock, only speaking the command word of its weakest restorative magic, having to pass it over his member and nutsack three times for all the blackened and browned flesh to regain its normal colour and fur-coat, and the skin and meat to grow to cover the bone now inside his dick, as well as the tender orbs inside his sack to re-knit themselves. His mind, forcibly wakened by my psionics, reveled in the sensation of wholeness, even as other aches and pains pressed at it, the torn skin at his ankles, his bruised wrists, the cuts on his face and, most noticeably, his gaped-open and bleeding tailhole.
Scrae, ever a mindful and dedicated servant, stepped forward and used his magic to whisk away the scat on the stage and the floor away, foul steam flowing into the air. I turned to the remaining orcs who had not had their fill yet and gestured for them to resume. Their porcine faces lighted up in delight and two went for the cub's mouth while the last opted for his ass, their cocks glistening with precum and bobbing around as they almost-ran to claim their prizes.

The two who went for his mouth opted to share, gripping his slimy headfur tightly, the first one would push his prick down his throat, riding him for a little while, before the other patted his hairy arm, and he gave up his grip, slowly masturbating himself while the other fucked the cub's muzzle. Sharing him back and forth like this, they grinned at each other, the tusks sticking up from the bottom of their jaws gleaming in the light cast by the magical torches that dotted the dining hall.
The one who went for his ass began by curiously leaning in and taking a deep sniff, his primitive brain lighting up. The orc gripped the cub's hips and rammed his member in to the hilt in one go, spearing the bloodied tailhole with his savage-like strength and rutting him like an animal, with no rhyme or reason other than emptying his balls. He fucked him hard, he fucked him well, and ended up climaxing within two minutes of intense slapping sounds as his thighs met the boy's blue-and-white rump and his nutsack impacted the cub's again and again with meaty smacks.
Sepf, meanwhile, was fully aware to endure the rape. His prostate was battered to the point where his restored member hardened, gliding out of its sheath and showing all the onlookers how his body reacted to the forceful rutting, while he gasped and gagged as the two orcs used his mouth as a second tailhole, their stinking and slimy members coated his mouth with their musk and their pre-seminal emissions, washing away the foul taste of orc scat and instead leaving his mind to be subjected to the scents and tastes of their heavy musk. Despite the pain from his bruised asshole, he began to gasp and moan around the cock that was presently in his mouth, and he groaned out in disappointment, leaving the crowd in front of the stage to jeer, as the orc at his ass pulled his member out of his gaping tailhole.

I had been decently hard throughout this whole torture session, occasionally having to adjust my prick under my robes from all the lewd sights and the raunchy and pained emotions I was feeding off. Finally, it was my turn, and I undid my belt and robes with a flourish and stepped in to claim the battered hole of my naughty pet. Channeling all my rage at his disobedience, I rammed my cock in and fucked him as harshly as my body was capable of, angling my hips, twisting my knees, I made my dick spear him from all sides, tearing new fissures in his tender flesh despite his bowels being full of semen that coated my prick from the first entry.
Sepf just moaned louder, the crowd stepping near to the scene again, several of my largest minions making their way to the wooden floor itself to join Zennobas, who had been watching this whole time and oh-so-slowly masturbating himself, so they could look at my rutting closely, as well as take in the sight of the sputtering and slavering cub who was drilled from both sides by meaty cocks, while his black member bobbed and weaved underneath him, precum spraying out to the floor to coat the drying blood underneath.
One of the orcs at his muzzle finally reached his climax and drove his prick in deep, causing the boy to choke and gag, his body spasming, milking my cock, and I came as well, adding my load to the sea of semen already slushing around inside him. The orc shot me a lazy smile, lost in a haze of post-orgasmic pleasure, and I almost smiled back, as I pulled my softening member back with a lewd slurp, the cub's asshole gaping even wider and oozing out the emissions of the males that had claimed him. The other orc pushed the one in the cub's throat away with a growl, near his climax, and rammed his cock in, Sepf barely able to take a breath before the second load was deposited deep in his throat, cutting off his air-supply.
I let the orc have his half a minute of deepthroat milking before I gestured to him to move, the greenskin pulling back with a sad sigh as he had enjoyed extending his orgasm like that, while the cub gasped out and heaved in deep gulps of air amidst shuddering coughs, his throat well and truly bruised by this point.

IT IS TIME FOR THE LARGEST OF YOU TO HAVE YOUR TURN, I projected to the crowd, and the gnolls, minotaurs and the single ogre in my household cheered in their deep and guttural voices, making the entire dining hall reverberate. Those not on the stage already made their way up, and my smaller slaves quickly moved away to make space for the beasts.
"Master, there's something I want to try," Scrae said, tugging at my arm and leaning up to whisper. I could not fathom the array of images that coursed through his mind, half-remembered poems and stories and a child's imaginative images of fairy-tales and fables told. His thoughts were a blur of ideas and concepts and I cocked my head to the side, curious about his request.
"I want to... Fuck with his mind," the red-hued kobold said, the images still a confusing jumble, something about the kobold chief deity and his second-in-command and something else, a tale of tricks and deceits, of minds broken.
I AM CURIOUS, MY PET, I projected, DO AS YOU WILL
"One question master. If harm is done to his brain, can it be regenerated without him being affected?" Scrae asked.
I finally got the gist of what he was considering to do and my flaccid cock spasmed itself into life from the implications.
ANY DAMAGE SHOULD BE RESTORED FULLY
Scrae nodded with a cruel smile, and made the passes for the spell that would let him levitate, at the same time as the crowd of the most monstrous of my warrior-slaves made their way near the blue-furred cub, who was whining deep in his throat, anxiously eyeing the huge and spasming members that bobbed and weaved as they came closer, glistening and spattered with the off-white signs of bad hygiene.
The kobold lifted off and drifted towards the boy's head, while the largest creature, an ogre, ten feet tall and almost four hundred pounds of burly mass, made it for the rear.

"You need to be still for this," Scrae murmured, and rattled off another spell, touching the boy's jet-black hair, grimacing at the sticky mess it deposited on his scaly palm, but finishing the incantation without a hitch, the boy seizing up, muscles locked, only his eyes darting around frightfully and his breath quickening. The kobold lifted himself higher still and began prodding his canine erection at the blue-furred right ear, driving the tapered, cum-glistening member into his ear canal.
At the same time, the ogre hefted his massive cock, almost twenty inches long and as thick as the boy's two fists combined, and pressed it against the battered and gaping asshole. He gripped the cub's tail and such was his bestial strength that it tore off hair as the magical rope holding it stood firm in its enchantment. The beast yanked at the tail 'till skin itself was being scraped off by the rope and pushed himself inside with a mighty heave, only a couple inches entering and the cub's breath going to hyperventilating, his eyes fully at the back of their sockets, as Scrae's spell left him utterly immobile.
Scrae took this moment to plunge his prick deeper into the ear, the tip prodding against and then shattering the poor boy's eardrum, sending a shockwave of agony directly into his head to compete with the shockingly brutal sensation of his tailhole being ripped open by the strong ogre, who was sinking deeper and deeper inside, the cub's sphincter bleeding and then bursting to a useless string of torn muscle.
The kobold growled and willed himself to float a little higher, angling himself towards the stockade and gripping the wood for purchase.
DON'T DO IT LIKE THAT, MY PET, IF YOU FUCK HIM IN THAT DIRECTION YOU WILL KILL HIM ALMOST INSTANTLY, I projected at Scrae, who looked back at me and nodded, changing his angle and instead gripping the petrified cub's muzzle for handholds, before he began pistoning his hips, plunging his cock deeper inside the unfortunate boy's ear-canal, ramming the hard point of his cock against flesh and soft bone, and then penetrating, his meat making its way into the brain itself.

I stepped closer, circling around the ogre to not disturb his murderous rutting, massive cock entirely coated with blood on every pullout, and drew near enough to feast on the array of agonies that Sepf were emitting, his mind close to breaking, in fact actually being fucked apart, as the kobold drove his prick deeper still, spearing into brain matter and pulling out grey goo through the cub's torn ear canal.
It was simply delicious, his mind was literally being torn apart by the invading organ and I sampled every iota of his torment by being near and opening my psionic senses to his tortured emissions.
At this point, a couple of the beasts standing closest cursed, as a dark shadow made its way to the stage, a quick patter of paws could be heard, and Zennobas' new pet made its this arrival by growling at the other creatures and moving over to the gnoll, rubbing its large head against his hips, before stalking over to the stockaded cub, it's nose huffing as it drew in the scents of arousal, semen, blood and gore.
Scrae tensed up as the displacer beast moved up to the cub's head, his prick halfway inside the cranium, and watched warily as the creature sniffed the boy a little. At this time, the paralysis spell wore off, though the mind-broken cub almost wasn't aware, his ruined and ruptured colon barely phased him as the brain-center responsible for sensation was almost fucked to a mush, instead one eye focused on the panther-like creature, ooh'ing like a toddler, one eye staring straight down, the other a pinprick as it observed Zennobas' pet.
It licked his tear-crusted face, and then rubbed its large head against it, causing Scrae to curse out as he was shifted around by its weight transferred through the cub.
"Ohhhh, stho fluffay!" Sepf said, his voice a parody of a cub, brain fucked to an almost infant-like stage, and the black creature began to purr and licked his muzzle a couple more times, before a tinny whistle from Zennobas brought it over to his side, sitting itself down, the gnoll scratching its head with one paw while still idly masturbating himself with the other.

With the menacing beast gone, Scrae resumed his vigorous fucking of the boy's cranium, knot grinding against the bones his prick had penetrated through, scrambling the cub's brain and reaching down to tug as his knot as he neared his third orgasm of the day, semen jetting in and being stirred with the mashed-up fluids that were once brain-matter as he hissed and groaned his way through his orgasm.
Sepf began to convulse heavily, entire body spasming as life was leaving him. This brought the ogre over the edge, its monstrous member pumping the cub's ruptured innards full of cum, before he pulled out, prolapsed and ruined flesh yanked out along with his blood-dripping cock.
I didn't have much time, but I enjoyed the sight as long as I dared, my sadistic tendencies fully satiated as the cub's ruined body spewed out blood and brain matter from his rear and his head as Scrae pulled out and let himself drop softly to the stage as I stepped close. I could not help myself and enveloped Sepf's head with my tentacles and brought in my mouth to feed, gently nursing at the gaping hole that once been his ear and sampling the delightful and nourishing fluids that flowed out.
Then I brought up my rod of healing, speaking its most powerful command word, and the cub's body began to fully revitalize. My focus was all on the hole into his cranium and I was surprised when a spatter of semen came spurting out, the body removing foreign elements to make room for what was natural, my pet's semen spattering onto my face, the viscous liquid dripping down my tentacles. Yet I cared not, as I saw the brain inside re-assembling itself from mush like some mirage turned to life, before the bone began mending itself, as if a dozen tiny weavers were working their craft all at once. Skin followed and turned supple and moist, his healing complete.
I stepped back and walked around to his rear, noting that the enchanted rope was now barely holding on to his restored tail, and, as always, marveled at the cute little button under his tail, his sphincter fully restored and as tight as a virgin again.

Gesturing to the minotaurs and the gnolls, I retreated to a distance they would deem safe, so they could claim the revitalized cub as their own, the massive creatures stepping over and jostling each other for supremacy, the gnolls taller, but the minotaurs more powerful, the two bull-like creatures moving to either end of the stockage to claim Sepf's mouth and virgin asshole.
The first was hindered by the ring gag, which was smaller in circumference than his cock. The creature bellowed in horny rage and tore off the device, almost ripping teeth from the poor boy, before gripping his muzzle, one paw holding the top part and the other the bottom, and jamming its footlong member inside, stymied by the lack of space, it's muscles bulged. The minotaur roared out as the cub's teeth dug into the callouses of its mighty paws and then Sepf screamed out in pain as his jaws were torn from one another with a delicious crunch, ligaments and tendons tearing to make room for the strong beast's cock. Sepf gagged and sputtered as his throat was speared, and blood began pouring down his to his stomach as the minotaurs rutting of his face caused the thin skin there to break.
As the cub's breath was denied him yet again, the minotaur as his rear lined up his cock at the entrance, barely able to make it budge. He stepped back with a huff and put a couple of fingers into his mouth, lathering them with spit, before pressing them mercilessly at the tight pucker, muscles tensing up as he forced the digits inside, the cub's mind a serenade of agony as the two calloused digits spread him open.
Tears were once again falling from Sepf's eyes as his throat and ass was raped, and then he sputtered and almost fainted from the pain, as the minotaur at his back end pulled the fingers out and pressed his member inside instead. The thick and heavy length of bestial flesh tore him open with new jolts of pain, as the ring-muscle that had been restored to virginity was now torn to shreds yet again by this new assailant. The cub would have screamed, but he had no breath, as his throat was plunged up by the burly minotaur that was raping his face, cruelly short-thrusting and never allowing the boy to draw in air.
Despite it all, his black member had hardened and showed the whole room what a natural tailraiser he was, goblins and kobold and orcs and gnolls and other races jeering at the cub for being such a weak and submissive and pathetic creature, calling him out and naming him as a bitch, a female, a runt and a half-breed, cursing him in half a dozen of languages from both beneath and above the surface. It all caused his mind to light up, even despite the great pain of his tailhole and throat, and his dick just hardened further and sprayed precum as his body was raped by the minotaurs.
They arrived at their orgasms almost at once, roaring and huffing, bull-like features scrounged up in pleasure as their hefty organs unloaded inside the boy, their semen spraying into his stomach and bowels in heavy spurts, ramming their pelvises forward and bruising his fore and back end.

The minotaur as his muzzle pulled out first, relinquishing his grip, and Sepf's lower jaw dropped down and dangled uselessly and painfully, the cub crying out in pain and then stilling his head, as each swing of his neck would make his torn jaw dangle harder and hurt him deeper, cries emitting from his mouth from the hopelessness of it all, hiccupping through his torment at the other bull-like monster pulled out with a sickening slurp, close to prolapsing the bleeding and torn asshole of the boy.
With the cackling laughter characterizing their species, a couple of gnolls moved in to take the minotaurs' places, fat and knotted cocks poised to enter the boy from either end, the one at his muzzle not even bothered to grab his lower jaw that dangled, instead gripping the stockade and driving his member into the crying boy's mouth, ramming that canine erection deeply inside and emitting copious amounts of precum that coated his mouth.
The other gnoll yipped and rammed his cock into the base of his knot on the first push, driving deep and thrusting hard, easily pushing his knot inside the ruined tailhole, and began to knotfuck the blue-furred cub, bulbous red flesh and blood a stark contrast to the white fur that adorned the inside of the boy's buttocks, slurping lewdly on every exit and the cub squealing and screaming when he could, whenever the thick knot rammed its way inside again.

I had been keeping an eye out for Zennobas and was surprised when he finally made his move, opting to mate his displacer beast pet instead of Sepf, the feline creature purring and yowling as he knotted it with a roar, always looking over at the cub who was railed by the members of his own species, the gnoll's mind an enigma to me. I pondered the situation and concluded I would investigate further at a later time, but was then distracted by the heavy grunts of the two gnolls raping the folf, as they got to their orgasms and painted his bloodied insides white with their semen.
Despite it all. Despite his torture. Despite the rape. Despite his bleeding throat and prolapsing tailhole, the two canine creatures filling him full of their cum, brought Sepf over the edge, and his black-skinned member sprayed out jet after jet of semen, the off-white puppybatter coating the pool of dried-up blood underneath him. The gnoll at his head pulled its softening member out and the cub gasped out in pain and torment, but also in pleasure, as lifegiving air was sucked into his lungs, his dazed mind clearing to take note of his climax and blushing deeply, as all the creatures around him noted it and called him out, calling him a bitch and a tailraiser, a cunt of a boy and a hole to be used.
Sepf's ears splayed back from all the attention, his mind and body alight from post-orgasm sensitivity and the cried out in torturous pleasure as the gnoll who had kept his knot inside the broken tailhole pulled out, a gush of minotaur and canine semen spilling out the torn ring of flesh. The cub just cried out louder, tears running down his face even as his spent cock managed to spray out even more semen from the sensation of the large knot leaving his body, leaving him gaped-open and bloody and ruined and empty.

With heavy steps, the ogre made itself over to the cub's head, half-flaccid cock still dripping cum and blood. He gripped the upper part of the boy's muzzle and wrenched it upwards, lower part dangling painfully and presented his rear, settling in, Sepf's jaws bent open more than 180 degrees. The broken muzzle fit perfectly into the large asscrack of the beast and its belly rumbled as it began to push out. Cartilage cracked further, as the huge piece of shit pushed into the broken muzzle and filled it up to bursting, far too huge it make it down the cub's bloodied throat. The ogre let off with a huff and turned to admire his handiwork, a solid piece of stool, compressed into the 200 degree bent open jaw, only the cub's brownstained teeth keeping it in.
Sepf drew in shallow breaths from his nose, which had been subjected to the intense and powerful assmusk of the ogre, his mind lighting up in perversion, even as his broken jaw was wrenched further open. His tastebuds were overwhelmed by the animalistic potency of the large shit in his muzzle, textures pressed against every square inch of flesh inside his mouth, but he could not work his mouth to swallow and neither to spit out, helpless to just be there, shit stuck in his mouth, golden eyes dripping tears and noticing the crowd of brutes that stood all around him giving another round of cheers and jeers at the continuing humiliation of the boy.
The ogre stood still for a little while, its mind processing it all. Its cock was shriveled up to flaccidness, so it lacked the tool it had observed being used earlier to push in the scat.

A clatter made its way over the stage, wood striking wood, and a huge ladle, fit for an ogre, rattled its way in between the ogre and the cub. Gears turning in its mind, the dimwitted creature reached down and grasped the shaft, holding the spoon part in front of its eyes.
"Turn it around and shove it in!" someone from the crowd shouted, and the beast slowly flipped the wooden instrument, pointing the end of the handle at the cub, about two inches in diameter. The ogre let its huge left hand envelop the cub's muzzle, tightening his grip and compressing the firm shit further, before he brought in the end of the handle and pressed it against the shit. The wood travelled deeply inside, and the spectators to the side could see the cub's throat bulge as the wood pressed a good helping of shit down his throat.
The ogre pulled it out, the cub whining through his nose from the pain of the handle scraping against his gullet, then attempting a pleading noise of complaint, trying to shake his head in the mighty creature's grasp, as the handle was plunged down his throat again.
At his rear, another gnoll had moved up, driving his thick and knotted cock inside at the same time as the handle bottomed out in the cub's stomach.

With his muzzle being forcefed like that, and another large male claiming his bloody and ruptured ass, Sepf's mind once again turned to that black and red cloud of raunchy emotions that came up from his subconscious. The added layer of humiliation and the hemmed-in feeling as my various minions stood closer to him than before, made his member twitch and then harden up. Spraying precum every time the gnoll hilted him, the beast driving fully in, knot and all squelching lewdly, then pulling fully out to admire the gape.
As his muzzle was slowly emptied of the shit that was forced down his throat and his battered tailhole was raped yet again, the crowd of my minions edged ever closer, sweaty and musky bodies standing in a circle, jerking themselves off, lewd fapping noises and moans and groans at the sights they witnessed. A couple of the orcs were rutting off to the side, a goblin was yelling in pain as Yierskrik the hobgoblin was raping it, the unlikely kobold and goblin lovers were on the floor in a 69 position, one of the minotaurs standing above them and pumping his cock.
I gasped, as my erection, which had hardened without me noticing it, was suddenly engulfed by Scrae's mouth, the kobold gagging and sputtering, coating it with saliva and throatslime before he levitated up and turned around, letting the spell lower him so my prick could enter his asshole. I gripped him as tightly as I could with my rod of healing in hand, and fucked him while standing up, my pet yipping, as we both watched the force-feeding and the forceful fucking of the boy who had disobeyed us.

In a series of climaxes, the creatures standing around Sepf, masturbating, came all over his back and arms and legs, the gnoll unloaded into his bloody backside, Scrae yipped out as my cock battered his prostate, kobold cum spraying to the floor, his clenching asshole milked me and brought me to my own orgasm, embracing him with all my strength as I drove his body down again and again. The ogre at Sepf's mouth tired of force-feeding the cub gently, and began to fuck his throat with the handle, jamming in scoop after scoop of shit.
It was all too much for the cub who gurgled and came again, tailhole spasming and milking the gnoll who groaned out in pleasure, the boy's knotted member spraying another coating of semen out over the dried-up blood underneath.

My cock spent, my rage subsided, I lifted Scrae off, both of us sighing with disappointment, as I decided that the punishment was over with.
I stepped closer, boots slurping against the cum-covered floor and bid my minions to depart, the gnoll happily yanking his knot out, the cub on the verge of prolapse, a spattering of semen and blood oozed out as the beast departed. The ogre let the shit-covered wooden ladle clatter to floor and moved off with thunderous steps.
Zennobas, over to the side, was tied with the displacer beast, leaning in and scritching its neckfur. Using a singsong voice not befitting his ferociousness he praised the beast, "Who's a good Fluffy? You're a good Fluffy! Good cat, good kitty..."

I activated the command word to the stockade and the wood parted slightly, well-oiled hinges barely making noise as I lifted it off. Sepf was so tired by this point that he didn't even raise his head, still resting his throat on the wood, his broken muzzle hanging open and dripping feces-coloured slime. I made it to his feet and undid the manacles there, the skin around the boy's ankles ripped open and bleeding. I stepped around to look at his cum and blood dripping tailhole, as well as his softening, black cock still oozing semen, and completed my circling by moving to his head again.
I grabbed his neckfur and forced him to stare directly at me, his vacant eyes sharpening up at the sight of my glare, his mind ablaze in new agony as it jostled around his broken jaw.
YOU WERE A NAUGHTY PET. NOW YOU HAVE BEEN PUNISHED. UNDERSTAND THAT MAGIC IS DANGEROUS, UNPREDICTABLE. IF YOU HAD KILLED YOURSELF, I COULD HAVE GOTTEN A CLERIC TO RESURRECT YOU. IF YOU HAD TRANSPORTED YOURSELF TO AVERNUS OR GEHENNA YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN LOST TO ME
He gurgled out a response and his stomach complained loudly of the filth that had been forced down his bloody throat.
I HOPE YOU HAVE LEARNED YOUR LESSON!
Taking a step back, mindful of the risk of getting scat vomited directly into my head, I brought forth my rod of healing.

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