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Visit my website to see where else you can find my work, follow my socials, join my Discord, or support me on Patreon/SubscribeStar!", "writing": "Chapter Two\n\n``I think you could benefit from a history lesson,'' Asriel said.\n\nHe shoved Frisk roughly onto a sofa, taking a step away from them. \n\nThis monster was terrifying, large in stature with broad shoulders and a strong body. He toyed with his attire, starting to remove it as if this were the most normal thing in the world, quickly stripping until he was totally in the buff.\n\nHis chiselled core reinforced these assumptions of strength and as Frisk looked down, they spotted some sort of sheathe, like a farmyard animal. It was strange to see something like that on a walking talking being who acted so eerily human. But that was pretty low on the totem pole of strangeness which had been their day.\n\nFrisk felt some terse comments upon the tip of their tongue but they didn't let them be known. Instead, they shielded themself, trying to hide their enforced nudity.\n\n``I am Prince Asriel Dreemurr,'' Asriel explained. ``The heir to the Kingdom of Monsters.''\n\nHis space definitely felt like it had a regal vibe to it, prestigious with fine furniture, amply wealthy choices of food and drink, and a literal slave girl who was adorned in gold. This other person, this other human just smiled at them, as if this was the most normal thing in the world. It was creepy and Frisk forced their gaze over to the walls instead, looking at the various pieces of art upon them. Yet, this didn't help as they were of an erotic nature, showing various humans being deflowered.\n\nThere was no winning.\n\nWhat was this hell?\n\n``Pay attention,'' Asriel snapped.\n\nFrisk whimpered and looked back at him. ``Sorry... I... can I go home?''\n\n``I was just about to get to that,'' Asriel growled, pressing a sharp finger into the centre of their forehead and pushing them back into the sofa. It hurt, drawing forth this pathetic whimpering sound from the back of their throat. ``Your people trapped us down here after a war that was a thousand years ago.''\n\nWar... monsters... none of that had been in the history books. None of that had been covered in school. It felt too far-fetched, too strange to possibly be true. This had to be a lie, it had to be.\n\nYet, wasn't this a living breathing monster right in front of them?\n\n``But that's okay because my father and mother have made the best of these terrible circumstances,'' Asriel went on. ``We've built paradise down here and have learned to bide our time while we wait for a return to the surface.''\n\nFrisk grunted. ``And what does this have to do with...''\n\nAsriel reached out and cupped their cheeks, squeezing them. This silenced them before they could get their question out. ``I treat you like this because it is our custom to treat humans with the same respect and dignity that they treated us. You are paying for the sins of your fathers, just like we are forced to pay for the sins of ours. An eye for an eye.''\n\nFrisk tried to speak but his grip was too tight, too universal to hope to accomplish much of anything. His claws ached, making them reach up and grab hold of his arm. Not that they really had much success in doing anything with that, feebly clawing at his thick shag carpet fur.\n\n``There are finer details that you don't need to be privy too,'' Asriel said. ``But in the end, you are an important human and us Dreemurrs like to collect important humans.'' He smiled but there was nothing comforting about that sort of smile. It was sick and twisted like a criminal about to inflict something horrid upon them. ``You are mine and soon enough you'll be just as broken in as my existing toy.''\n\nFrisk glanced at the human who smiled at this comment. This poor creature even winked and flashed a peace sign.\n\nDear God...\n\nAsriel finally let go of their face and gave them a little bit of room. Not much but enough that they were able to collect themself. Their stomach roiled at the threat as this sickness seemed to crawl up their windpipe. They had no doubt that he could carry through with something like that.\n\nTheir gaze lingered upon the other human. Was this their fate? They looked beautiful, prim and proper for the monster's amusement. Their hair was a deep red that fell to their shoulders, their figure full, and their breasts larger than their own. They were adorned in nice jewelry and a fine silken shawl which covered absolutely nothing. Gold chains descended from their collar, falling to their breasts where a pair of equally fine rings pierced each of their nipples.\n\n``I refuse,'' Frisk whispered.\n\nAsriel scoffed. ``Pardon?''\n\n``I refuse,'' Frisk said, sitting up a little straighter. They glared at him and tried to seem as strong as they reasonably could. ``You can make those threats but I'm not going to...''\n\nCLAP!\n\nFrisk felt their gaze snap to the side, tears glistening in their eyes. It took their brain a few sluggish moments to realize that they had just been slapped. As their mind caught up, they felt that burning print left upon their cheek. It was a proper blow, the kind which managed to shut them up.\n\n``Refuse all you like,'' Asriel chided. ``It'll only make it more satisfying when I finally break you in. In fact, how about I give you a little demonstration about what you have to look forward to in your future, huh?''\n\nHe lifted his hand and a bead of fiery magic appeared between his forefinger and thumb. It crackled with some sort of mystic electricity. Frisk had never seen anything like it before. Yet, he did not burn them with it. Instead, he touched it to the few tattered remains of their attire. In a second, these burned away, turned to ash. Yet, there was no heat, no burn, nothing of the sort.\n\nAsriel looked at Chara. ``Can you grab some rope for me, dear.''\n\nChara bowed and rushed away, heading towards another room of this regal suite. They were gone for barely a moment as they soon returned with a few bundles of cord in their hand.\n\n``Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way,'' Asriel said, glowering down at them. ``Either you can let me bind you willingly or you can fight back and I'll be forced to hurt you.''\n\nFrisk's body responded to the threat well before their brain could possibly comprehend it. They flinched away from him and shield themself, glaring at him and even snapping their teeth in his direction. Anything was better than obeying his commands. No pain was too much to bear if it meant preserving even a fragile fragment of their dignity.\n\nAnd obviously, this didn't work. How could this possibly work against someone of his authority and stature. Asriel simply grabbed their shoulders and pushed them back into the sofa, pinning them in place. His strength was so great that he managed to hold them with only one arm, using the other to firmly grab their wrist and yank it away from their torso. He pinned it against the sofa, straining it in an uncomfortable position.\n\n``Chara!'' Asriel snarled, struggling with Frisk ``Help me out here.''\n\n``Yes Sir!'' Chara beamed as they came up behind the sofa. \n\nIt seemed that they knew their part somewhat well as they started to bind Frisk's wrist. They were helpless to stop them with Asriel using his superior strength in order to hold them in place. Yet, they still thrashed and squirmed, trying their darndest to make this even a little bit more difficult for him.\n\n``Stop squirming you little bitch,'' Asriel growled.\n\nFrisk snarled and tried to gnash their teeth at him. This was a battle fought over the next few minutes as they struggled with all of their might. But it was also a battle which they were rapidly losing. There were two of them here and just one of them. A fact which was made even more daunting by the reality that they were both clearly much stronger than themself.\n\nBy the time they had finished, their arms and legs were both bound to anchor points outside their field of view. This exposed their body and kept them tightly restrained.\n\nAsriel panted, wiping at his brow. ``You gave me a workout. I'll give you that much.'' Yet, he no longer seemed miffed as he simply smiled at them. ``But that was pretty stupid of you, huh? Did you honestly think that I was going to go easy on you?''\n\nHe started to display his authority and power, reaching out and groping their chest with them powerless to do anything about it. There was no shame in him as he started to fondle them, toying with their tits and weighing each of them in the palm of his large hands.\n\n``Acceptable,'' he said as if appraising produce and not the features of another sentient being.\n\nFrisk flushed and looked off to the side. A part of them wanted to cry, to give up. But they wouldn't give him the satisfaction of getting something like that out of them. At least, not this early.\n\nBut it seemed that Asriel was perfectly okay with that. Those hands fell away as he took a knee before them instead. When Frisk looked down at him, they saw that he was looking at their lower lips, examining them with a wolfish glee.\n\n``Been awhile since I've been with someone this tight,'' Asriel said, smirking at them as he nodded to the other human. ``I've worn Chara out a long time ago.''\n\nChara gasped. ``Bullshit.''\n\nAsriel rolled his eyes and carefully rested two talons against Frisk's folds, carefully spreading them and staring right into their body. That sense of shame came back around, so much more pronounced than before. It was like he knew all the right things to say in order to twist the knife and properly humiliate them.\n\n``Do you like it when I touch you like this?'' Asriel asked.\n\nFrisk grunted.\n\n``Of course you don't,'' Asriel said, sounding so pleased with himself. ``But you will before long. You'll learn to crave my attention, my touch, my cock inside of you.'' He leaned forwards and pressed his lips against their hole, kissing those very same lips.\n\nThe contact made Frisk's stomach roil. Though there was also a pulse, a rogue sense of pleasure. They despised themself for feeling it at this moment. It sickened them to even think about feeling pleasure from this monster.\n\nAsriel soon drew back. ``In fact, how about I give you a little demonstration about what you have to look forward to in your future?''\n\nFrisk felt the bite of tears within their eyes. This misery was only enhanced as Asriel pulled away. There was a pink growth protruding from his sheathe, sizeable and pulsing with a sinful and deeply forbidden sort of life. They held back those tears, however, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing them cry.\n\nNot that there was any shortage of satisfaction for him to derive right now.\n\nAsriel plopped down upon the couch and leaned back into its embrace. He lifted his hand and snapped his fingers together. ``Drink.''\n\nAnd Chara obeyed, rushing over to a small kitchen nook. They busied themself with preparing it, taking their time assembling a cocktail of some sort.\n\n``Do you see the outfit that my pet is wearing?'' Asriel asked.\n\nTo call it an outfit was extremely generous. It was little more than a few strands of metal and fabric, barely anything at all.\n\nAsriel didn't wait for a response, seeming to sense that none would be particularly forthcoming. ``I will have to get you something like that someday. After I do something about your less than stellar features that is.'' He looked them over. ``Your tits aren't really that much to look at and your hair is an absolute mess.'' He scoffed and gripped their pubes, giving them a firm tug. ``Going to have to shave these things off as well. They look dirty.'' He patted their pelvis. ``But that's okay, I'm a good prince and I love taking care of charity cases like you.''\n\nFrisk ignored his comments, looking away. He was just trying to get under their skin and it wouldn't do to give him the pleasure of seeing it work.\n\nChara came back over and offered him some sort of amber coloured beverage. \n\nHe took it from them and helped himself to a sip, sighing in relief as he did so. With that settled, he nodded down to a spot between his legs.\n\nChara obediently dropped to their knees and buried their face into his crotch, kissing and slobbering all over his anatomy. They were like a trained animal, barely human in their impulses. It was disgusting to watch but Frisk couldn't force themself to look away. This was like a trainwreck, impossibly horrifying and equally difficult to ignore.\n\nThe treatment seemed to be working as intended as Asriel let out this deep and guttural groaning sound. He reached out with his free arm and draped it over Frisk's shoulders, flashing a smile as he took a sip from his drink. Arrogance. That's the word that came to Frisk's mind.\n\nChara drew back and positioned themself above Asriel's cock. ``Thank you for letting me suck your cock.''\n\n``You're welcome,'' Asriel murmured.\n\nChara started to take him between their lips. They bobbed along his anatomy, moving in curt little motions, back and forth with a practiced rhythm. This wasn't their first time, that much was obvious in how confident they seemed tackling a task like this.\n\nIt was mesmerizing to watch, making Frisk bite their lip. They could feel a little warmth below the belt. Though they despised themself for feeling anything like that in the first place.\n\nAsriel whistled. ``Are you wet?''\n\n``No,'' Frisk lied.\n\nAsriel snapped his fingers and Chara tensed, drawing away from his shaft. He was fully erect now, at least ten inches long with a burgeoning knot and fat balls to match. An intimidating package which looked downright terrifying to contend with. How could any human hope to handle something like that? It was impossible. Utterly impossible to even consider it.\n\n``Maybe you want me to shove this in you now,'' Asriel teased.\n\nFrisk closed their eyes, hating the red in their cheeks. ``Never.''\n\n``Shame,'' Asriel murmured. ``Guess that leaves more for Chara then.''\n\n``Yay!'' Chara beamed.\n\nAsriel lazily wrapped his fingers around it, giving it a series of teasing little strokes. Up and down in smooth motions. All the while he studied Frisk, looking them in the eye. His gaze soon drifted, falling down and settling upon their body instead.\n\nFrisk hated the way that he looked at them, groaning. They didn't want this. Yet, this creature, this literal monster seemed to have it in his head that they were his to own and do with as he pleased.\n\nBut how would they escape? How could they possibly get away from this little sliver of hell. Clearly it wasn't easy or these monsters wouldn't be slumming it below the surface. They just needed to bide their time, to get information and wait for an opportunity to present itself.\n\nThat was it! Just wait and they'd find a way out.\n\n``Chara,'' Asriel said, looking back at his human. ``Since Frisk doesn't want this, how about you help me finish?''\n\nChara got up and folded their hands behind their back. Unlike Frisk, they didn't seem ashamed of how wet they were, proudly glistening with lust. They came forward and straddled Asriel's lap, positioning themself right above his pulsing anatomy.\n\nAsriel gripped his cock and smacked the speared tip against their hole, so very close to pushing inside. There was no way that something like that was going to fit inside a human as petite as them... right?\n\n``They aren't much to look at,'' Asriel murmured.\n\nFrisk stirred as they realized that they were being talked about.\n\nChara smirked. ``I'm sure if you let the scientists have a go at them then they'll shape them into something a bit more appealing to you.'' They looked them over though their gaze settled upon their crotch, spotting that apparently problematic fuzz. ``Going to have to do something with that forest though.''\n\n``That's what I said!'' Asriel chided.\n\nChara took that as their sign to ease down, accepting Asriel into their body. This initial penetration was slow, halting, taking their time with allowing him inside. They seemed deep in concentration, biting their lip. It couldn't have been easy to have that much of him inside of them at this moment. Honestly, it should've been impossible.\n\n``If you're good, maybe I'll let you have some say in how I mold you,'' Asriel said, leaning to the side and taking in Frisk's scent.\n\nFrisk whimpered and said nothing to that. It wasn't worth it. What could they possibly gain from speaking? All they could do was sit there, bound up, and watch this horrifying little ordeal take place beside them.\n\n``Fuck!'' Chara groaned.\n\nAsriel chuckled as he kissed their shoulder. ``Good human.''\n\nHe placed his hands upon their sides, grabbing hold of them. It would seem that he was capable of kindness, maybe even tenderness in these rare moments. Though probably not for the human who was right beside him. No, definitely not for them.\n\nRegardless, he leaned over and gave them a kiss on the cheek, rubbing their shoulders. It was a mockery of affection, a cruel joke of what a partner should be able to provide. This wasn't natural, nothing about this was even remotely natural.\n\nChara started to bounce up and down, going just a little faster than before. They seemed like a human with their eye on the prize. And shockingly, it looked like that they weren't even a little bit phased by his sheer size. That entire erection pumped inside of them, almost effortlessly, slipping into them again and again with a steady rhythm of flesh against flesh.\n\nHow were they capable of this? It would've been awe inspiring if it wasn't so horrifying to watch.\n\nAsriel growled. ``What should we do about their attitude?''\n\n``Could lend them out to the guards for a little while,'' Chara teased, biting their lip. ``I remember your father did that with one of his humans. That smartened them up in no time. I never heard C-clov....'' They groaned as they bottomed out against him, losing track of their sentence in a sea of frantic moans. ``Never heard them bitch again.''\n\n``That's not a bad idea,'' Asriel whispered, moaning in agreement. He drew his arm away from Frisk and instead wrapped both of them around his human. His grip was tight as he worked his hips upwards, pumping into Chara's body so fiercely. ``Can always trust them to work a little respect into the humans.''\n\nFrisk should've felt fear at these threats. For sure, it nagged at them from the back of their mind. Yet, what they were focused on was the display taking place right beside them. Their gaze was locked on the way these two came together.\n\nOwner and servant, prince and concubine, the labels didn't matter, these two were in sync. Their bodies were so tight together, their moans and breathing seeming to unify into a single intimate melody. Asriel was rough with them, squeezing and clawing, yet it seemed that Chara actually enjoyed this, holding him just as tightly and even returning the damage in kind.\n\nWas that... dust beneath their nails?\n\nThe sounds of sex were so crude, wet and guttural as organs slipped and plapped away at one another. It was an assault upon all of their senses, honestly making Frisk feel a little bit queasy to be this close to. \n\nHow could anyone find this enjoyable? Frisk had never... they had never had sex before. The closest was a night of clumsy pawing back in high school. Was this what it was really like?\n\nAnd why didn't that horrify them as much as it should've. This was going to happen to them and all they could do was gawk.\n\n``Close,'' Chara groaned.\n\nAsriel nodded. ``Don't you dare...'' He groaned into their body. ``Not without my permission.''\n\nYet, permission or no permission, he continued to use them. His tempo was forceful, clumsy and sporadic. There was no control, just this relentless desire to breed. It was obvious that he was starting to succumb to his desires, flagging due to an attrition in his endurance.\n\nHis claws flexed and Frisk watched in muted horror as he actually drove them into Chara's back. He racked their flesh, not too deep, yet deep enough that a sinful red started to bubble forth. Beads of life came to the surface and then drizzled down their flesh.\n\nThen it hit, all at once, reaching its terrible crescendo.\n\n``Fuck!'' Asriel roared.\n\nHe pumped upwards one final time and wedged himself deep inside. His nostrils flared and eyes widened, the irises reduced to mere pinpricks. Whatever happened had brought him to a dead stop, his entire body spasming amongst their folds.\n\nEven if Frisk couldn't see it, they knew that this had reached its finale inside of them.\n\nThese last few pumps seemed to have lasted for eons as he feebly tried to push even deeper. Though it was to no avail. Soon enough there was this salty scent of sin and a drizzle of fluids gushed outwards, splattering upon the couch. It honestly felt impossible that any living creature could produce that much.\n\n``Sir,'' Chara groaned. ``Can I...''\n\n``No,'' Asriel growled.\n\nChara's eyes widened. ``What the fuck?''\n\n``I'm setting an example for our new ward,'' Asriel barked, glaring at them. ``They need to know that pleasure is a gift and not a right.'' He looked towards Frisk with that wolfish edge still lingering in his smile. All of that fear came back to the forefront, activating Frisk's fight or flight reflexes. ``What did you think of the show?''\n\nFrisk swallowed a lump in their throat. They were unable to speak, feeling stuck like a dear who had strayed into the headlights. What could they possibly say to something like that? There wasn't an answer that would end favourably for them.\n\nYet, in the end, they didn't have to answer.\n\nAsriel looked down, smirking at what he saw. \n\nFrisk burned so brightly as they realized that they'd been left soaking wet by his demonstration. And that was all the answer that this monster apparently needed as he cackled with a sadistic glee.\n\n``I'll be having you before long,'' Asriel chided.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Chapter Two

``I think you could benefit from a history lesson,'' Asriel said.

He shoved Frisk roughly onto a sofa, taking a step away from them.

This monster was terrifying, large in stature with broad shoulders and a strong body. He toyed with his attire, starting to remove it as if this were the most normal thing in the world, quickly stripping until he was totally in the buff.

His chiselled core reinforced these assumptions of strength and as Frisk looked down, they spotted some sort of sheathe, like a farmyard animal. It was strange to see something like that on a walking talking being who acted so eerily human. But that was pretty low on the totem pole of strangeness which had been their day.

Frisk felt some terse comments upon the tip of their tongue but they didn't let them be known. Instead, they shielded themself, trying to hide their enforced nudity.

``I am Prince Asriel Dreemurr,'' Asriel explained. ``The heir to the Kingdom of Monsters.''

His space definitely felt like it had a regal vibe to it, prestigious with fine furniture, amply wealthy choices of food and drink, and a literal slave girl who was adorned in gold. This other person, this other human just smiled at them, as if this was the most normal thing in the world. It was creepy and Frisk forced their gaze over to the walls instead, looking at the various pieces of art upon them. Yet, this didn't help as they were of an erotic nature, showing various humans being deflowered.

There was no winning.

What was this hell?

``Pay attention,'' Asriel snapped.

Frisk whimpered and looked back at him. ``Sorry... I... can I go home?''

``I was just about to get to that,'' Asriel growled, pressing a sharp finger into the centre of their forehead and pushing them back into the sofa. It hurt, drawing forth this pathetic whimpering sound from the back of their throat. ``Your people trapped us down here after a war that was a thousand years ago.''

War... monsters... none of that had been in the history books. None of that had been covered in school. It felt too far-fetched, too strange to possibly be true. This had to be a lie, it had to be.

Yet, wasn't this a living breathing monster right in front of them?

``But that's okay because my father and mother have made the best of these terrible circumstances,'' Asriel went on. ``We've built paradise down here and have learned to bide our time while we wait for a return to the surface.''

Frisk grunted. ``And what does this have to do with...''

Asriel reached out and cupped their cheeks, squeezing them. This silenced them before they could get their question out. ``I treat you like this because it is our custom to treat humans with the same respect and dignity that they treated us. You are paying for the sins of your fathers, just like we are forced to pay for the sins of ours. An eye for an eye.''

Frisk tried to speak but his grip was too tight, too universal to hope to accomplish much of anything. His claws ached, making them reach up and grab hold of his arm. Not that they really had much success in doing anything with that, feebly clawing at his thick shag carpet fur.

``There are finer details that you don't need to be privy too,'' Asriel said. ``But in the end, you are an important human and us Dreemurrs like to collect important humans.'' He smiled but there was nothing comforting about that sort of smile. It was sick and twisted like a criminal about to inflict something horrid upon them. ``You are mine and soon enough you'll be just as broken in as my existing toy.''

Frisk glanced at the human who smiled at this comment. This poor creature even winked and flashed a peace sign.

Dear God...

Asriel finally let go of their face and gave them a little bit of room. Not much but enough that they were able to collect themself. Their stomach roiled at the threat as this sickness seemed to crawl up their windpipe. They had no doubt that he could carry through with something like that.

Their gaze lingered upon the other human. Was this their fate? They looked beautiful, prim and proper for the monster's amusement. Their hair was a deep red that fell to their shoulders, their figure full, and their breasts larger than their own. They were adorned in nice jewelry and a fine silken shawl which covered absolutely nothing. Gold chains descended from their collar, falling to their breasts where a pair of equally fine rings pierced each of their nipples.

``I refuse,'' Frisk whispered.

Asriel scoffed. ``Pardon?''

``I refuse,'' Frisk said, sitting up a little straighter. They glared at him and tried to seem as strong as they reasonably could. ``You can make those threats but I'm not going to...''

CLAP!

Frisk felt their gaze snap to the side, tears glistening in their eyes. It took their brain a few sluggish moments to realize that they had just been slapped. As their mind caught up, they felt that burning print left upon their cheek. It was a proper blow, the kind which managed to shut them up.

``Refuse all you like,'' Asriel chided. ``It'll only make it more satisfying when I finally break you in. In fact, how about I give you a little demonstration about what you have to look forward to in your future, huh?''

He lifted his hand and a bead of fiery magic appeared between his forefinger and thumb. It crackled with some sort of mystic electricity. Frisk had never seen anything like it before. Yet, he did not burn them with it. Instead, he touched it to the few tattered remains of their attire. In a second, these burned away, turned to ash. Yet, there was no heat, no burn, nothing of the sort.

Asriel looked at Chara. ``Can you grab some rope for me, dear.''

Chara bowed and rushed away, heading towards another room of this regal suite. They were gone for barely a moment as they soon returned with a few bundles of cord in their hand.

``Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way,'' Asriel said, glowering down at them. ``Either you can let me bind you willingly or you can fight back and I'll be forced to hurt you.''

Frisk's body responded to the threat well before their brain could possibly comprehend it. They flinched away from him and shield themself, glaring at him and even snapping their teeth in his direction. Anything was better than obeying his commands. No pain was too much to bear if it meant preserving even a fragile fragment of their dignity.

And obviously, this didn't work. How could this possibly work against someone of his authority and stature. Asriel simply grabbed their shoulders and pushed them back into the sofa, pinning them in place. His strength was so great that he managed to hold them with only one arm, using the other to firmly grab their wrist and yank it away from their torso. He pinned it against the sofa, straining it in an uncomfortable position.

``Chara!'' Asriel snarled, struggling with Frisk ``Help me out here.''

``Yes Sir!'' Chara beamed as they came up behind the sofa.

It seemed that they knew their part somewhat well as they started to bind Frisk's wrist. They were helpless to stop them with Asriel using his superior strength in order to hold them in place. Yet, they still thrashed and squirmed, trying their darndest to make this even a little bit more difficult for him.

``Stop squirming you little bitch,'' Asriel growled.

Frisk snarled and tried to gnash their teeth at him. This was a battle fought over the next few minutes as they struggled with all of their might. But it was also a battle which they were rapidly losing. There were two of them here and just one of them. A fact which was made even more daunting by the reality that they were both clearly much stronger than themself.

By the time they had finished, their arms and legs were both bound to anchor points outside their field of view. This exposed their body and kept them tightly restrained.

Asriel panted, wiping at his brow. ``You gave me a workout. I'll give you that much.'' Yet, he no longer seemed miffed as he simply smiled at them. ``But that was pretty stupid of you, huh? Did you honestly think that I was going to go easy on you?''

He started to display his authority and power, reaching out and groping their chest with them powerless to do anything about it. There was no shame in him as he started to fondle them, toying with their tits and weighing each of them in the palm of his large hands.

``Acceptable,'' he said as if appraising produce and not the features of another sentient being.

Frisk flushed and looked off to the side. A part of them wanted to cry, to give up. But they wouldn't give him the satisfaction of getting something like that out of them. At least, not this early.

But it seemed that Asriel was perfectly okay with that. Those hands fell away as he took a knee before them instead. When Frisk looked down at him, they saw that he was looking at their lower lips, examining them with a wolfish glee.

``Been awhile since I've been with someone this tight,'' Asriel said, smirking at them as he nodded to the other human. ``I've worn Chara out a long time ago.''

Chara gasped. ``Bullshit.''

Asriel rolled his eyes and carefully rested two talons against Frisk's folds, carefully spreading them and staring right into their body. That sense of shame came back around, so much more pronounced than before. It was like he knew all the right things to say in order to twist the knife and properly humiliate them.

``Do you like it when I touch you like this?'' Asriel asked.

Frisk grunted.

``Of course you don't,'' Asriel said, sounding so pleased with himself. ``But you will before long. You'll learn to crave my attention, my touch, my cock inside of you.'' He leaned forwards and pressed his lips against their hole, kissing those very same lips.

The contact made Frisk's stomach roil. Though there was also a pulse, a rogue sense of pleasure. They despised themself for feeling it at this moment. It sickened them to even think about feeling pleasure from this monster.

Asriel soon drew back. ``In fact, how about I give you a little demonstration about what you have to look forward to in your future?''

Frisk felt the bite of tears within their eyes. This misery was only enhanced as Asriel pulled away. There was a pink growth protruding from his sheathe, sizeable and pulsing with a sinful and deeply forbidden sort of life. They held back those tears, however, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing them cry.

Not that there was any shortage of satisfaction for him to derive right now.

Asriel plopped down upon the couch and leaned back into its embrace. He lifted his hand and snapped his fingers together. ``Drink.''

And Chara obeyed, rushing over to a small kitchen nook. They busied themself with preparing it, taking their time assembling a cocktail of some sort.

``Do you see the outfit that my pet is wearing?'' Asriel asked.

To call it an outfit was extremely generous. It was little more than a few strands of metal and fabric, barely anything at all.

Asriel didn't wait for a response, seeming to sense that none would be particularly forthcoming. ``I will have to get you something like that someday. After I do something about your less than stellar features that is.'' He looked them over. ``Your tits aren't really that much to look at and your hair is an absolute mess.'' He scoffed and gripped their pubes, giving them a firm tug. ``Going to have to shave these things off as well. They look dirty.'' He patted their pelvis. ``But that's okay, I'm a good prince and I love taking care of charity cases like you.''

Frisk ignored his comments, looking away. He was just trying to get under their skin and it wouldn't do to give him the pleasure of seeing it work.

Chara came back over and offered him some sort of amber coloured beverage.

He took it from them and helped himself to a sip, sighing in relief as he did so. With that settled, he nodded down to a spot between his legs.

Chara obediently dropped to their knees and buried their face into his crotch, kissing and slobbering all over his anatomy. They were like a trained animal, barely human in their impulses. It was disgusting to watch but Frisk couldn't force themself to look away. This was like a trainwreck, impossibly horrifying and equally difficult to ignore.

The treatment seemed to be working as intended as Asriel let out this deep and guttural groaning sound. He reached out with his free arm and draped it over Frisk's shoulders, flashing a smile as he took a sip from his drink.  Arrogance. That's the word that came to Frisk's mind.

Chara drew back and positioned themself above Asriel's cock. ``Thank you for letting me suck your cock.''

``You're welcome,'' Asriel murmured.

Chara started to take him between their lips. They bobbed along his anatomy, moving in curt little motions, back and forth with a practiced rhythm. This wasn't their first time, that much was obvious in how confident they seemed tackling a task like this.

It was mesmerizing to watch, making Frisk bite their lip. They could feel a little warmth below the belt. Though they despised themself for feeling anything like that in the first place.

Asriel whistled. ``Are you wet?''

``No,'' Frisk lied.

Asriel snapped his fingers and Chara tensed, drawing away from his shaft. He was fully erect now, at least ten inches long with a burgeoning knot and fat balls to match. An intimidating package which looked downright terrifying to contend with. How could any human hope to handle something like that? It was impossible. Utterly impossible to even consider it.

``Maybe you want me to shove this in you now,'' Asriel teased.

Frisk closed their eyes, hating the red in their cheeks. ``Never.''

``Shame,'' Asriel murmured. ``Guess that leaves more for Chara then.''

``Yay!'' Chara beamed.

Asriel lazily wrapped his fingers around it, giving it a series of teasing little strokes. Up and down in smooth motions. All the while he studied Frisk, looking them in the eye. His gaze soon drifted, falling down and settling upon their body instead.

Frisk hated the way that he looked at them, groaning. They didn't want this. Yet, this creature, this literal monster seemed to have it in his head that they were his to own and do with as he pleased.

But how would they escape? How could they possibly get away from this little sliver of hell. Clearly it wasn't easy or these monsters wouldn't be slumming it below the surface. They just needed to bide their time, to get information and wait for an opportunity to present itself.

That was it! Just wait and they'd find a way out.

``Chara,'' Asriel said, looking back at his human. ``Since Frisk doesn't want this, how about you help me finish?''

Chara got up and folded their hands behind their back. Unlike Frisk, they didn't seem ashamed of how wet they were, proudly glistening with lust. They came forward and straddled Asriel's lap, positioning themself right above his pulsing anatomy.

Asriel gripped his cock and smacked the speared tip against their hole, so very close to pushing inside. There was no way that something like that was going to fit inside a human as petite as them... right?

``They aren't much to look at,'' Asriel murmured.

Frisk stirred as they realized that they were being talked about.

Chara smirked. ``I'm sure if you let the scientists have a go at them then they'll shape them into something a bit more appealing to you.'' They looked them over though their gaze settled upon their crotch, spotting that apparently problematic fuzz. ``Going to have to do something with that forest though.''

``That's what I said!'' Asriel chided.

Chara took that as their sign to ease down, accepting Asriel into their body. This initial penetration was slow, halting, taking their time with allowing him inside. They seemed deep in concentration, biting their lip. It couldn't have been easy to have that much of him inside of them at this moment. Honestly, it should've been impossible.

``If you're good, maybe I'll let you have some say in how I mold you,'' Asriel said, leaning to the side and taking in Frisk's scent.

Frisk whimpered and said nothing to that. It wasn't worth it. What could they possibly gain from speaking? All they could do was sit there, bound up, and watch this horrifying little ordeal take place beside them.

``Fuck!'' Chara groaned.

Asriel chuckled as he kissed their shoulder. ``Good human.''

He placed his hands upon their sides, grabbing hold of them. It would seem that he was capable of kindness, maybe even tenderness in these rare moments. Though probably not for the human who was right beside him. No, definitely not for them.

Regardless, he leaned over and gave them a kiss on the cheek, rubbing their shoulders. It was a mockery of affection, a cruel joke of what a partner should be able to provide. This wasn't natural, nothing about this was even remotely natural.

Chara started to bounce up and down, going just a little faster than before. They seemed like a human with their eye on the prize. And shockingly, it looked like that they weren't even a little bit phased by his sheer size. That entire erection pumped inside of them, almost effortlessly, slipping into them again and again with a steady rhythm of flesh against flesh.

How were they capable of this? It would've been awe inspiring if it wasn't so horrifying to watch.

Asriel growled. ``What should we do about their attitude?''

``Could lend them out to the guards for a little while,'' Chara teased, biting their lip. ``I remember your father did that with one of his humans. That smartened them up in no time. I never heard C-clov....'' They groaned as they bottomed out against him, losing track of their sentence in a sea of frantic moans. ``Never heard them bitch again.''

``That's not a bad idea,'' Asriel whispered, moaning in agreement. He drew his arm away from Frisk and instead wrapped both of them around his human. His grip was tight as he worked his hips upwards, pumping into Chara's body so fiercely. ``Can always trust them to work a little respect into the humans.''

Frisk should've felt fear at these threats. For sure, it nagged at them from the back of their mind. Yet, what they were focused on was the display taking place right beside them. Their gaze was locked on the way these two came together.

Owner and servant, prince and concubine, the labels didn't matter, these two were in sync. Their bodies were so tight together, their moans and breathing seeming to unify into a single intimate melody. Asriel was rough with them, squeezing and clawing, yet it seemed that Chara actually enjoyed this, holding him just as tightly and even returning the damage in kind.

Was that... dust beneath their nails?

The sounds of sex were so crude, wet and guttural as organs slipped and plapped away at one another. It was an assault upon all of their senses, honestly making Frisk feel a little bit queasy to be this close to.

How could anyone find this enjoyable? Frisk had never... they had never had sex before. The closest was a night of clumsy pawing back in high school. Was this what it was really like?

And why didn't that horrify them as much as it should've. This was going to happen to them and all they could do was gawk.

``Close,'' Chara groaned.

Asriel nodded. ``Don't you dare...'' He groaned into their body. ``Not without my permission.''

Yet, permission or no permission, he continued to use them. His tempo was forceful, clumsy and sporadic. There was no control, just this relentless desire to breed. It was obvious that he was starting to succumb to his desires, flagging due to an attrition in his endurance.

His claws flexed and Frisk watched in muted horror as he actually drove them into Chara's back. He racked their flesh, not too deep, yet deep enough that a sinful red started to bubble forth. Beads of life came to the surface and then drizzled down their flesh.

Then it hit, all at once, reaching its terrible crescendo.

``Fuck!'' Asriel roared.

He pumped upwards one final time and wedged himself deep inside. His nostrils flared and eyes widened, the irises reduced to mere pinpricks. Whatever happened had brought him to a dead stop, his entire body spasming amongst their folds.

Even if Frisk couldn't see it, they knew that this had reached its finale inside of them.

These last few pumps seemed to have lasted for eons as he feebly tried to push even deeper. Though it was to no avail. Soon enough there was this salty scent of sin and a drizzle of fluids gushed outwards, splattering upon the couch. It honestly felt impossible that any living creature could produce that much.

``Sir,'' Chara groaned. ``Can I...''

``No,'' Asriel growled.

Chara's eyes widened. ``What the fuck?''

``I'm setting an example for our new ward,'' Asriel barked, glaring at them. ``They need to know that pleasure is a gift and not a right.'' He looked towards Frisk with that wolfish edge still lingering in his smile. All of that fear came back to the forefront, activating Frisk's fight or flight reflexes. ``What did you think of the show?''

Frisk swallowed a lump in their throat. They were unable to speak, feeling stuck like a dear who had strayed into the headlights. What could they possibly say to something like that? There wasn't an answer that would end favourably for them.

Yet, in the end, they didn't have to answer.

Asriel looked down, smirking at what he saw.

Frisk burned so brightly as they realized that they'd been left soaking wet by his demonstration. And that was all the answer that this monster apparently needed as he cackled with a sadistic glee.

``I'll be having you before long,'' Asriel chided.

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