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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 Three\n\n``You can't be serious!'' Frisk yelped.\n\nThey looked at themself in the mirror, hating the timid creature who stared back at them. It was a wonder what a few days could do to an individual. Their hair had been properly groomed, transformed into a sea of lovely curls with not so much as a singular split end present. Along with that, any hair upon their body had been shaved away, leaving them even barer than before.\n\n``Is this what passes for clothing with you monsters?'' Frisk followed up.\n\nTheir attire was much like Chara's. A metal collar wrapped around their throat though theirs was made from silver rather than gold. Jewelry glimmered upon their arms and fingers though they had so far been spared nipple rings. They still wore that same transparent silken shawl over their breasts, however, which did absolutely nothing to impede someone from gawking at them if they so desired.\n\nThey also wobbled in heels which were steep and a sapphire blue in colour, going well with the ruby pair which Chara wore. This was the worst part, wobbling like an unsteady newborn fawn. It was like every little detail had been purposefully selected to make things that much worse for them.\n\nAsriel smirked at them. ``I think it looks lovely. Some of the finest human attire that exists in this entire realm.\n\nFrisk glared at him. ``You're just trying to humiliate me.''\n\n``No, I'm not.'' Asriel grinned as he swatted them on the butt. ``Trying that is. I'm succeeding in humiliating you. I can see it in the way that you blush, human.''\n\n``I could just refuse to go along with this,'' Frisk growled.\n\nAsriel approached them and stood before them, reaching out and placing his claws upon their shoulders. His grip was firm and his gaze deathly serious as he looked them right in the eye. There was no amusement, no devilish coyness, just a cold and calculating menace.\n\n``You could,'' he said. ``And in exchange, I could make sure that you forget the person that you once were.''\n\nFrisk whimpered. ``What?''\n\n``I could make you forget the surface, your dreams, desire... your own fucking name.'' Asriel smirked and patted them on the arm. ``You are not the first human to resist and you sure as shit won't be the last. We've gotten good at dealing with your kind. It might even prove useful as a tutorial on how to handle rowdy souls, once we return to the surface.''\n\nFrisk went silent.\n\n``Do you still feel like fighting me?'' Asriel asked.\n\nFrisk shook their head.\n\nChara came over and leaned against him. They seemed so sure on their feet. ``Honestly, it's not that bad. Just stand there and look pretty. We're just eye candy to help show off this fuzzball's prestige.'' They playfully smacked him on the arm. ``Isn't that right, Sir?''\n\nAsriel scoffed. ``No sass from you, now.''\n\n``I think I earned the right to give you a little sass,'' Chara teased.\n\nAsriel merely rolled his eyes, leaning to the side and giving them a kiss on the top of their head. He produced two leads from his pocket, reaching out and latching one of them to Chara's collar. When he looked at Frisk, they nearly stood their ground... nearly. \n\nBut that threat still wrung out in their head. The promise of erasing who they were and breaking them down into nothing more than a living set of holes. This monster was powerful and they had no desire to test the sincerity of his threats.\n\nSo, they just waited, hearing that distinctive click as he attached the lead to the ring on the front of their collar. Just like that, the deal had been struck on their behalf, their status as a mere pet reinforced and given some very real substance.\n\nAsriel drew up before them and held both of their leads within one of his hands. He didn't depart, however, taking a moment to look at himself in the mirror. He wore a regal looking shirt, pristine, crisp, and made of silk. Though he had gone without pants, wearing nothing at all to cover his shame.\n\nMaybe monsters didn't think of it as shame. They were clearly from a different society, with different customs. A sickening fact which Frisk very much didn't want to think about at this moment.\n\nHe fiddled with the collar of his shirt, humming and hawing as he took the moment to examine himself fully. Though his gaze was elsewhere, his reflection looked directly at Frisk instead. It was like he had a way of digging into their very soul and sensing their deep-seeded humiliation.\n\nFrisk tried to stand tall and proud, holding onto enough of their faculties to prove they weren't anywhere close to being broken. They folded their hands against their belly, mirroring the gesture which Chara offered.\n\nMaybe that worked, maybe it didn't. Regardless, Asriel stepped ahead, making his way towards the door and out into the hall.\n\nJust like that, Frisk felt their cheeks warm. It had been one thing to be forced naked in a private setting. Now it was so much different. They were out and about, in a realm where so many other creatures could stumble upon them in this state. It was nearly enough to bring them to a standstill. If it wasn't for the lead they'd be absolutely petrified. \n\nEven now, as they looked around, they could spot members of the royal staff moving about. A few of them looked towards them, grinning at the sight of these debased humans. Not one of them seemed to think that anything was amiss. How common was this sort of ceremony?\n\nAsriel didn't wait for them to collect themself. Instead, he walked down the corridor, tugging upon their leads. They would apparently follow at his pace and like it.\n\n``Asriel,'' Frisk tried.\n\nAsriel scoffed. ``What?''\n\n``This is...'' Frisk whimpered, feeling a guard eye them up. ``This is humiliating.''\n\n``I'd certainly hope so,'' Asriel said, not seeming even remotely moved by their words.\n\nFrisk grunted. ``Can you please.... I...'' But they stopped themself. It was pointless, they both knew as much. That was the point of this whole performance. They were meant to be shown off and paraded and humiliated for some crime that they were several centuries too young to have had any part in committing. ``Never mind.''\n\nInstead, they tried to seem tough, standing tall and trying to walk with the fleeting confidence that these heels could provide. It almost seemed like something they were capable of. Yet, every time that someone looked over, openly leering and gawking, they felt that confidence falter so terribly.\n\nAsriel sighed rather fondly as he waved towards his subjects. ``It's been a while since I got this much attention.'' He looked back at Frisk, grinning at them. What they wouldn't give to punch him in the fucking jaw. ``It seems that monsters really like you.''\n\nFrisk shuddered. That was not something that they wished to hear.\n\nThey walked through the palace complex and Frisk learned a few things about monsters as they followed after their supposed owner. Many of them were in a partial state of dress, having far more of their body exposed than would've been considered remotely acceptable on the surface. It was like these creatures didn't care about others seeing each other in such a state.\n\nPerhaps that had something to do with their strange customs regarding humans. Maybe this was just a decedent and sinful society.\n\nIt was not a line of thinking which they could distract themself with for very long as Asriel came upon a door that was manned by two guards. Frisk recognized one of them as that blue fish who had first introduced them to this hell.\n\nUndyne... that was her name.\n\n``Your Majesty,'' Undyne greeted, bowing towards him before looking at Frisk. ``I see you've already broken them in.''\n\n``We have an understanding,'' Asriel teased.\n\nHe gave their leash a little tug, getting them to stumble forwards. They didn't like that in the slightest but they bit their tongue, not liking the odds that were currently stacked against them. After all, Asriel had restrained them with ease and now there were two additional monsters clad in armour with him. What hope did they have against that?\n\n``You're supposed to bow,'' Chara whispered.\n\nFrisk flushed but did just that, dipping their head towards the floor. It was utterly humiliating to do such a thing but what was the alternative?\n\n``Can I touch them?'' Undyne asked, talking to Asriel and not them. No, their opinion on the subject didn't matter in the slightest.\n\nAsriel nodded and stepped aside, exposing them fully to Undyne.\n\nUndyne came over and stroked their cheek. ``They're lucky that they're so cute.'' She pursed her lips together and moved her hand down, cupping their breast and firmly kneading into it with her armoured gauntlet. ``Because they're tits aren't much to look at.''\n\n``I'm sure Alphys could fix that,'' Asriel chided.\n\nChara beamed. ``She fixed me.''\n\nFrisk gritted their teeth. They didn't like that they were just being touched like this, didn't like it one little bit. It took all of their willpower to deny themself the urge to lash out and push this fucking demon away. They knew, deep down, that they wanted them to lash out. That way they could punish them in response.\n\nUndyne nodded. ``I'm sure that she could.'' Suddenly, she reached lower and cupped Frisk's crotch. ``How's their pussy?''\n\nAsriel shrugged. ``Haven't tried it out yet.''\n\nFrisk burned with shame, feeling that gauntlet touch such a sacred spot. They didn't like this. They didn't like it one bit.\n\n``Frisk, dear,'' Asriel said. ``Could you brace yourself against the wall, I want to show Undyne something.''\n\n``N-'' Frisk sighed and turned away, bracing against the wall and sticking out their hindquarters.\n\n``And spread your legs while you're at it,'' Asriel added. \n\nReluctantly, they did just that, hating how they felt four different sets of eyes fall upon their cunt all at once. Just another dagger plunged into their back, furthering their debasement.\n\nThey suddenly felt Chara do the same right beside them, the other human looking over and winking at them. Asriel moved between them and took a knee, reaching up and touching both of their cunts at the same time. He spread his fingers, holding both of their holes open with an almost medical precision.\n\nFrisk whimpered.\n\n``As you can see, they're a virgin,'' Asriel said. ``Compare them to Chara.''\n\n``Much tighter,'' Undyne said.\n\nAsriel nodded. ``I want to save that for something really special. You only get to pop a cherry once after all.'' He drew his hand away from Frisk's lips and instead rested a finger against their pucker. It lingered there, not pushing in, just resting upon it. ``In the meantime, I can enjoy their other hole all I want.'' He scoffed. ``Everyone knows that it doesn't count, right?''\n\n``It doesn't,'' Undyne agreed.\n\nThere was a pause, a tick, a moment to let that threat settle in.\n\n``Where are my manners,'' Asriel suddenly said as he got back to his feet. ``Would either of you like to use Chara?''\n\nUndyne chuckled. ``Nah, not today.''\n\n``I would,'' the other guard said, snapping off a salute. ``If that's okay with Captain Undyne.''\n\n``Go for it,'' Undyne said. shrugging. ``What do I care? Just be quick about it. Court starts in like ten minutes.''\n\nAsriel pulled back on Frisk's leash, yanking them away from the wall. \n\nChara, however, remained there, wiggling their hips back and forth so seductively. It was like they didn't even care that they were being whored out by another creature. What was wrong with this land?\n\nThe monster took up position behind Chara, fiddling with his armour. He exposed himself, showing off an erection which was nothing like the kind that you would see upon a human. Hell, this wasn't even like anything they'd ever seen on an animal. Yet, it was already hard and thick as he started to grind it against Chara's body.\n\nChara seemed to like it, letting out this faint little moaning sound as they were teased. They shuddered and just remained there. It was both hard to look away and also the only thing that Frisk certainly didn't want to look at at this moment.\n\nThankfully, it seemed that Asriel had something else in mind for them as he loudly cleared his throat.\n\n``Undyne, please ensure that my pet is returned to me before court commences,'' Asriel said. He seemed flushed by the display and as Frisk looked down, they saw that his cock had started to emerge from its sheathe. It wasn't hard but it also wouldn't take much effort to get there either.\n\nWhy did the sight of it entice Frisk? That didn't feel like it should be their natural response in this situation. What the fuck was wrong with them? They needed to get their head out of the gutter and figure out how to get out of here. \n\n``I'm going to get Frisk ready for this session,'' Asriel said.\n\nUndyne chuckled and snapped off a playful salute, reaching out with that same hand and opening the door for him. This wasn't the grand entrance, that much was obvious. No, this was a side door, leading into a small green room of sorts.\n\nAsriel led them inside and finally let go of their leash. He ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head as he let out a breath which he'd obviously been holding. ``I wish I wasn't so prone to jealousy.'' He sighed. ``I know a good monarch is supposed to share with his subjects but... I do like my things and I really do hate sharing them with others.''\n\nHe turned to look at them and suddenly surged forwards. There was no warning as he mashed his lips forcefully against their own, unifying them in this less than playful peck. Yet, this clearly wasn't enough, as he soon deepened his affection further, growing that much more impassioned as he forced his way into their mouth. \n\nOr at least it was impassioned for him. To Frisk, this was revolting, stomach churning, another violation amongst so many that they had already endured.\n\nHis tongue was so thick, blunted, battering down their defenses and pushing deep into their maw. It was nearly suffocating, bringing them right to the brink of retching upon this crude obstruction.\n\nWhen he finally pulled back, there was an evil look in his eye. ``Mine.''\n\nFrisk whimpered, feeling too many emotions swirling around within their head to dare refute him. They didn't want to submit, to give him the satisfaction of hearing them cave. But they were circling the drain, feeling their defenses weaken with every inch they surrendered to him.\n\nAsriel reached out and gripped their shoulders, turning them to face him. He looked right into their eyes as if boring a hole into their very personhood. There was a fire inside of him right now, this flickering inferno which seemed likely to burn them whole.\n\n``Say it,'' he growled... no he demanded it from them.\n\n``Yours,'' Frisk lied.\n\nAsriel scoffed and peeled away. ``One day I'll make you believe it, human.'' He grabbed their lead and yanked upon it, leading them towards the door. ``But I'm not fucking you until you actually believe it when you say it.''\n\nAnd it seemed that there was some truth to that remark as their defiance had seemingly wilted his erection, leaving behind this weak pink organ which stood slick and flaccid. It seemed that they had at least one tool in their arsenal, one weapon that they could use against him.\n\nBut that was about it as he pulled them through another door.\n\nThe chamber they entered was empty, devoid of life. It was grand in scale with room for quite the audience. A throne sat centre stage. It was made of fine wood, golden accents, and decorated with red felt. And next to it were two strange brass contraptions. They were each composed of a long rod with an ornament on top which had a pair of rounded prongs. They were also not even in their make up, not in the slightest. One set of prongs was much shorter than the other.\n\nAsriel approached the shorter one, stopping next to it. He turned to Frisk and unclipped the lead from their collar, making a show of winding it around his arm until it was neatly spooled up. At which point he tossed it onto the throne.\n\n``It is a custom of the court that us monarchs properly display our pets,'' he explained, smirking. ``It helps present to people which species rules down here and which one serves. Thankfully, the court smiths are quick in their work, having something ready for you on short notice.''\n\nThat's when Frisk realized what those prongs were for and where they were about to go.\n\nAsriel snapped his fingers and suddenly the metal glimmered, looking slick with some sort of fluid.\n\n``I thought you were going to keep my virginity!'' Frisk yelped.\n\nAsriel smirked. ``I was assured that this design was shallow enough to maintain that. So, that shouldn't be an issue.''\n\nHe reached out and grabbed them, handling them with shocking ease. It was like they were a toy, a bauble, something which could be manhandled without permission. There wasn't even a sign of labour upon his face, his brow not even furrowing as he foisted them up with ease.\n\nAnd as he promised, he started to ease them down upon those two little prongs. They entered their holes easily enough, shockingly easily in fact. It was terrible to feel them invade their body, aching anatomy which had never been penetrated before. They had never experienced anything aside from their fingers in these sorts of sacred places.\n\nWhen they were all the way down, their heels thankfully touched the floor. It was the absolutely perfect height, denying them the option of bending their knees in order to hop upwards. There was no getting off of this without his help. They were now trapped and proudly on display.\n\nThough Asriel wasn't even close to being done with them just yet. No, there was still plenty of work to be done.\n\nHe walked over to his throne and bent forwards, opening a compartment underneath his seat. Inside were an assortment of items which made his eyes positively sparkle.\n\n``Those smiths were quick indeed,'' Asriel teased, grabbing an assortment of items and placing them upon the throne. ``You have no idea how nice it is to be a Prince. Everyone is always so eager to fulfill your every need. You'll get to experience some of that once you finally give yourself over to me.''\n\nThe first item was a pair of beautiful gold and gemstone cuffs with an elegant silver chain connecting them. Frisk thought about playing tough but it was woefully hard to do so with those prongs inside of them. It was hard to do anything aside from try and maintain their rapidly fraying composure. They didn't want to break, to moan, to give him even a fleeting sort of satisfaction.\n\nAsriel clamped the cuffs around both of their wrists, affixing the chain to some spot behind them. It effectively secured them in place, forcing their hands down and behind their back. They were totally exposed with nothing available to help hide their shame.\n\n``You seem to be enjoying the toys,'' Asriel teased.\n\nFrisk glared at him. ``Fuck you.''\n\n``Such language,'' Asriel jeered, moving back over to the throne. ``But that's okay because our court ceremony ensures that you will not interfere with your words.''\n\nThe next item was some sort of ball attached to another pair of short chains. When he approached with it, he held it out towards their mouth.\n\nFrisk flushed and kept their mouth tightly clamped shut. Though this was but a fleeting resistance as he reached out with his free hand and seized their cheeks, forcing their mouth open with his steely and unforgiving grip. There was now nothing stopping him as he slipped the ball into place, affixing it in the back. The orb was made of a hard metal and was adequately large, straining their jaw in order to accommodate it.\n\n``Nearly perfect,'' Asriel said, dipping to the side and grabbing the last of the necessary items.\n\nThese were two matching clamps and another length of silver chain. These clamps were at least tipped with a black rubber, ensuring that they wouldn't do much harm. A small mercy and probably the only one that he'd shown them since they'd arrived in this terrible domain.\n\nWhere exactly were they going to go...\n\nAsriel answered that question soon enough by clamping one of their teats before doing the same with the other. The pressure ached and Frisk winced, pressing down upon the orb clenched between their teeth. Thankfully, there was some magic at play, somehow softening the metal so it didn't hurt.\n\n``Seasoned concubines are meant to accommodate a larger holy symbol,'' Asriel said, pulling out a small black symbol that had some sort of holy triangular design upon it. ``Be thankful that I'm willing to accommodate someone as inexperienced as yourself. My mother wouldn't be nearly as kind with a creature like you.''\n\nHe affixed the symbol to the chain and a little weight started to pull it down, putting pressure on the clamps and their teats along with it. It was hellish and Frisk very much wished that they were capable of doing anything about it.\n\nAsriel drew away from them and took a couple steps back, turning and examining them with a fresh set of eyes. He rubbed his chin, humming and hawing at what he saw. It was like he was studying a piece of fine art. Though perhaps that is what they were at this moment, something to be gawked at and appreciated. It wasn't like they could do much more than throw a glare in his general direction.\n\n``Not bad for a first timer,'' Asriel teased.\n\nHe moved behind them and lashed out, smacking them on the backside. The blow was mild but even a mild blow caused them to shuffle and shake. The prongs shifted around inside of them, grinding against their inner walls and caressing places they hadn't even been aware were sensitive in the first place. \n\nTheir movements also caused the chain to jangle with the weight attached to it tugging upon their poor nipples, emboldening their less than kind abuse.\n\nThankfully, this brute was soon distracted as the door to the green room opened and Chara stumbled into the chamber. They didn't seem any worse for wear, maybe a little rosier as they wobbled over. There was an almost intoxicated quality to them as they smiled at the two of them.\n\n``Cleaned them up for you,'' Undyne said, patting them on the ass.\n\nAsriel chuckled at that. ``Glad to hear it.'' He looked past her and towards the door. ``Did he have fun at least?''\n\nUndyne scoffed and mimicked a jerk-off motion. ``As much fun as a two-pump chump can have.'' She came over and looked at Frisk. ``Not bad for a first timer.''\n\n``I was thinking the same thing,'' Asriel said.\n\n``You know, I think that I really need to pick your brain over how to treat humans,'' Undyne murmured, shaking her head. ``Me and Alphys are thinking about picking one up but we heard that they're a lot of work.''\n\n``They're a ton of responsibility,'' Asriel said as he guided Chara towards the other rod. ``Everyone thinks it?s all sunshine and orgies but you need to feed, bathe, take care, and do all sorts of other stuff for them on their behalf. They are pretty self-destructive creatures if you give them too much freedom but also boring if you don't give them enough.'' He scoffed. ``Fickle creatures.''\n\nUndyne moved over to the throne, taking a knee beside it.\n\nFrisk watched as Asriel placed Chara upon those larger prongs. Yet, any increase in size seemed like nothing as they slid into place as effortlessly as they had before them. He then held out his hand and Undyne started to hand over the assortment of supplies.\n\nThey were much like Frisk's though far less generous. The cuffs were shorter, forcing Chara into a more uncomfortable position which made them jut out their chest and make it even more pronounced. The ball crammed in their mouth was also heftier, forcing their jaw to an even more unforgiving degree. And instead of rubbery clamps, their chain connected right to the rings embedded in their nipples. Which looked very painful as their holy relic was far more significant in its weight. \n\nIt was a lesson in both how easy Frisk had it and what they had to look forward to. A terrifying dose of reality to join all the others they had endured since becoming this beast's concubine.\n\nYet, Chara just seemed to accept it all without complaint. They didn't know if that was alarming or not.\n\nAsriel sighed and used his foot to close the little drawer. He then settled upon his throne, looking bored as he glanced towards the door. ``Might as well start court.''\n\nUndyne nodded and stepped off of the stage, heading down the central alley in the chamber and approaching the grand doors at the end of it. Her motions were slow, giving Frisk plenty of time to think about how many bodies could fill this room. How many creatures were about to see them in this sort of compromising state?\n\nThere were dozens of rows of seats, each capable of housing ten or so creatures. That wasn't an insignificant number by any stretch of the imagination.\n\nIt was arousing... TERRIFYING! It was a deeply terrifying sight to contend with!\n\n``Just be thankful that you're not present in my father's court,'' Asriel teased as if able to read their mind. ``Far more monsters call upon him than me.''\n\nUndyne reached the door and knocked upon it, exchanging words which were lost to Frisk all the way across the large room. Soon the doors opened and a stream of monsters started to enter the chamber. There were dozens of them, all looking at the Prince and the two concubines which were displayed like some sort of vile art.\n\nOne by one, they milled into the room and it began to fill it. And fill, it did, with each row and seat being occupied by a figure who seemed to be important. A few of them even had humans of their own with them, creatures who looked at Frisk with either pity or some sort of broken glee that was similar to the way Chara acted.\n\nFrisk wanted to cry. They really did. But they held back, not wanting to give Asriel the satisfaction nor an excuse to punish them further.\n\nAsriel looked at Frisk, smiling at them before looking at Chara as well. He reached down and started to play with himself as if that were the most normal thing to do in a room this crowded. Why did he seem so proud of himself, so smarmy and in control?\n\nAnd why didn't the monsters care that he was doing something like this in front of them?\n\nFrisk shifted in their bondage, trying to shriek away from their attention. Yet, there was no getting away from the sea of bodies. They were stuck, trapped, given absolutely nowhere to run nor hide. This was their reality for however long this lasted.\n\nHow long was a session of court anyways? Did all of these monsters have concerns that needed addressing?\n\nUndyne took the stage and smirked at Asriel before turning to the assembled monsters. ``Court is now in session!''\n\nAnd that's when Frisk learned that a kingdom had many affairs to discuss.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Chapter Three

``You can't be serious!'' Frisk yelped.

They looked at themself in the mirror, hating the timid creature who stared back at them. It was a wonder what a few days could do to an individual. Their hair had been properly groomed, transformed into a sea of lovely curls with not so much as a singular split end present. Along with that, any hair upon their body had been shaved away, leaving them even barer than before.

``Is this what passes for clothing with you monsters?'' Frisk followed up.

Their attire was much like Chara's. A metal collar wrapped around their throat though theirs was made from silver rather than gold. Jewelry glimmered upon their arms and fingers though they had so far been spared nipple rings. They still wore that same transparent silken shawl over their breasts, however, which did absolutely nothing to impede someone from gawking at them if they so desired.

They also wobbled in heels which were steep and a sapphire blue in colour, going well with the ruby pair which Chara wore. This was the worst part, wobbling like an unsteady newborn fawn. It was like every little detail had been purposefully selected to make things that much worse for them.

Asriel smirked at them. ``I think it looks lovely. Some of the finest human attire that exists in this entire realm.

Frisk glared at him. ``You're just trying to humiliate me.''

``No, I'm not.'' Asriel grinned as he swatted them on the butt. ``Trying that is. I'm succeeding in humiliating you. I can see it in the way that you blush, human.''

``I could just refuse to go along with this,'' Frisk growled.

Asriel approached them and stood before them, reaching out and placing his claws upon their shoulders. His grip was firm and his gaze deathly serious as he looked them right in the eye. There was no amusement, no devilish coyness, just a cold and calculating menace.

``You could,'' he said. ``And in exchange, I could make sure that you forget the person that you once were.''

Frisk whimpered. ``What?''

``I could make you forget the surface, your dreams, desire... your own fucking name.'' Asriel smirked and patted them on the arm. ``You are not the first human to resist and you sure as shit won't be the last. We've gotten good at dealing with your kind. It might even prove useful as a tutorial on how to handle rowdy souls, once we return to the surface.''

Frisk went silent.

``Do you still feel like fighting me?'' Asriel asked.

Frisk shook their head.

Chara came over and leaned against him. They seemed so sure on their feet. ``Honestly, it's not that bad. Just stand there and look pretty. We're just eye candy to help show off this fuzzball's prestige.'' They playfully smacked him on the arm. ``Isn't that right, Sir?''

Asriel scoffed. ``No sass from you, now.''

``I think I earned the right to give you a little sass,'' Chara teased.

Asriel merely rolled his eyes, leaning to the side and giving them a kiss on the top of their head. He produced two leads from his pocket, reaching out and latching one of them to Chara's collar. When he looked at Frisk, they nearly stood their ground... nearly.

But that threat still wrung out in their head. The promise of erasing who they were and breaking them down into nothing more than a living set of holes. This monster was powerful and they had no desire to test the sincerity of his threats.

So, they just waited, hearing that distinctive click as he attached the lead to the ring on the front of their collar. Just like that, the deal had been struck on their behalf, their status as a mere pet reinforced and given some very real substance.

Asriel drew up before them and held both of their leads within one of his hands. He didn't depart, however, taking a moment to look at himself in the mirror. He wore a regal looking shirt, pristine, crisp, and made of silk. Though he had gone without pants, wearing nothing at all to cover his shame.

Maybe monsters didn't think of it as shame. They were clearly from a different society, with different customs. A sickening fact which Frisk very much didn't want to think about at this moment.

He fiddled with the collar of his shirt, humming and hawing as he took the moment to examine himself fully. Though his gaze was elsewhere, his reflection looked directly at Frisk instead. It was like he had a way of digging into their very soul and sensing their deep-seeded humiliation.

Frisk tried to stand tall and proud, holding onto enough of their faculties to prove they weren't anywhere close to being broken. They folded their hands against their belly, mirroring the gesture which Chara offered.

Maybe that worked, maybe it didn't. Regardless, Asriel stepped ahead, making his way towards the door and out into the hall.

Just like that, Frisk felt their cheeks warm. It had been one thing to be forced naked in a private setting. Now it was so much different. They were out and about, in a realm where so many other creatures could stumble upon them in this state. It was nearly enough to bring them to a standstill. If it wasn't for the lead they'd be absolutely petrified.

Even now, as they looked around, they could spot members of the royal staff moving about. A few of them looked towards them, grinning at the sight of these debased humans. Not one of them seemed to think that anything was amiss. How common was this sort of ceremony?

Asriel didn't wait for them to collect themself. Instead, he walked down the corridor, tugging upon their leads. They would apparently follow at his pace and like it.

``Asriel,'' Frisk tried.

Asriel scoffed. ``What?''

``This is...'' Frisk whimpered, feeling a guard eye them up. ``This is humiliating.''

``I'd certainly hope so,'' Asriel said, not seeming even remotely moved by their words.

Frisk grunted. ``Can you please.... I...'' But they stopped themself. It was pointless, they both knew as much. That was the point of this whole performance. They were meant to be shown off and paraded and humiliated for some crime that they were several centuries too young to have had any part in committing. ``Never mind.''

Instead, they tried to seem tough, standing tall and trying to walk with the fleeting confidence that these heels could provide. It almost seemed like something they were capable of. Yet, every time that someone looked over, openly leering and gawking, they felt that confidence falter so terribly.

Asriel sighed rather fondly as he waved towards his subjects. ``It's been a while since I got this much attention.'' He looked back at Frisk, grinning at them. What they wouldn't give to punch him in the fucking jaw. ``It seems that monsters really like you.''

Frisk shuddered. That was not something that they wished to hear.

They walked through the palace complex and Frisk learned a few things about monsters as they followed after their supposed owner. Many of them were in a partial state of dress, having far more of their body exposed than would've been considered remotely acceptable on the surface. It was like these creatures didn't care about others seeing each other in such a state.

Perhaps that had something to do with their strange customs regarding humans. Maybe this was just a decedent and sinful society.

It was not a line of thinking which they could distract themself with for very long as Asriel came upon a door that was manned by two guards. Frisk recognized one of them as that blue fish who had first introduced them to this hell.

Undyne... that was her name.

``Your Majesty,'' Undyne greeted, bowing towards him before looking at Frisk. ``I see you've already broken them in.''

``We have an understanding,'' Asriel teased.

He gave their leash a little tug, getting them to stumble forwards. They didn't like that in the slightest but they bit their tongue, not liking the odds that were currently stacked against them. After all, Asriel had restrained them with ease and now there were two additional monsters clad in armour with him. What hope did they have against that?

``You're supposed to bow,'' Chara whispered.

Frisk flushed but did just that, dipping their head towards the floor. It was utterly humiliating to do such a thing but what was the alternative?

``Can I touch them?'' Undyne asked, talking to Asriel and not them. No, their opinion on the subject didn't matter in the slightest.

Asriel nodded and stepped aside, exposing them fully to Undyne.

Undyne came over and stroked their cheek. ``They're lucky that they're so cute.'' She pursed her lips together and moved her hand down, cupping their breast and firmly kneading into it with her armoured gauntlet. ``Because they're tits aren't much to look at.''

``I'm sure Alphys could fix that,'' Asriel chided.

Chara beamed. ``She fixed me.''

Frisk gritted their teeth. They didn't like that they were just being touched like this, didn't like it one little bit. It took all of their willpower to deny themself the urge to lash out and push this fucking demon away. They knew, deep down, that they wanted them to lash out. That way they could punish them in response.

Undyne nodded. ``I'm sure that she could.'' Suddenly, she reached lower and cupped Frisk's crotch. ``How's their pussy?''

Asriel shrugged. ``Haven't tried it out yet.''

Frisk burned with shame, feeling that gauntlet touch such a sacred spot. They didn't like this. They didn't like it one bit.

``Frisk, dear,'' Asriel said. ``Could you brace yourself against the wall, I want to show Undyne something.''

``N-'' Frisk sighed and turned away, bracing against the wall and sticking out their hindquarters.

``And spread your legs while you're at it,'' Asriel added.

Reluctantly, they did just that, hating how they felt four different sets of eyes fall upon their cunt all at once. Just another dagger plunged into their back, furthering their debasement.

They suddenly felt Chara do the same right beside them, the other human looking over and winking at them. Asriel moved between them and took a knee, reaching up and touching both of their cunts at the same time. He spread his fingers, holding both of their holes open with an almost medical precision.

Frisk whimpered.

``As you can see, they're a virgin,'' Asriel said. ``Compare them to Chara.''

``Much tighter,'' Undyne said.

Asriel nodded. ``I want to save that for something really special. You only get to pop a cherry once after all.'' He drew his hand away from Frisk's lips and instead rested a finger against their pucker. It lingered there, not pushing in, just resting upon it. ``In the meantime, I can enjoy their other hole all I want.'' He scoffed. ``Everyone knows that it doesn't count, right?''

``It doesn't,'' Undyne agreed.

There was a pause, a tick, a moment to let that threat settle in.

``Where are my manners,'' Asriel suddenly said as he got back to his feet. ``Would either of you like to use Chara?''

Undyne chuckled. ``Nah, not today.''

``I would,'' the other guard said, snapping off a salute. ``If that's okay with Captain Undyne.''

``Go for it,'' Undyne said. shrugging. ``What do I care? Just be quick about it. Court starts in like ten minutes.''

Asriel pulled back on Frisk's leash, yanking them away from the wall.

Chara, however, remained there, wiggling their hips back and forth so seductively. It was like they didn't even care that they were being whored out by another creature. What was wrong with this land?

The monster took up position behind Chara, fiddling with his armour. He exposed himself, showing off an erection which was nothing like the kind that you would see upon a human. Hell, this wasn't even like anything they'd ever seen on an animal. Yet, it was already hard and thick as he started to grind it against Chara's body.

Chara seemed to like it, letting out this faint little moaning sound as they were teased. They shuddered and just remained there. It was both hard to look away and also the only thing that Frisk certainly didn't want to look at at this moment.

Thankfully, it seemed that Asriel had something else in mind for them as he loudly cleared his throat.

``Undyne, please ensure that my pet is returned to me before court commences,'' Asriel said. He seemed flushed by the display and as Frisk looked down, they saw that his cock had started to emerge from its sheathe. It wasn't hard but it also wouldn't take much effort to get there either.

Why did the sight of it entice Frisk? That didn't feel like it should be their natural response in this situation. What the fuck was wrong with them? They needed to get their head out of the gutter and figure out how to get out of here.

``I'm going to get Frisk ready for this session,'' Asriel said.

Undyne chuckled and snapped off a playful salute, reaching out with that same hand and opening the door for him. This wasn't the grand entrance, that much was obvious. No, this was a side door, leading into a small green room of sorts.

Asriel led them inside and finally let go of their leash. He ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head as he let out a breath which he'd obviously been holding. ``I wish I wasn't so prone to jealousy.'' He sighed. ``I know a good monarch is supposed to share with his subjects but... I do like my things and I really do hate sharing them with others.''

He turned to look at them and suddenly surged forwards. There was no warning as he mashed his lips forcefully against their own, unifying them in this less than playful peck. Yet, this clearly wasn't enough, as he soon deepened his affection further, growing that much more impassioned as he forced his way into their mouth.

Or at least it was impassioned for him. To Frisk, this was revolting, stomach churning, another violation amongst so many that they had already endured.

His tongue was so thick, blunted, battering down their defenses and pushing deep into their maw. It was nearly suffocating, bringing them right to the brink of retching upon this crude obstruction.

When he finally pulled back, there was an evil look in his eye. ``Mine.''

Frisk whimpered, feeling too many emotions swirling around within their head to dare refute him. They didn't want to submit, to give him the satisfaction of hearing them cave. But they were circling the drain, feeling their defenses weaken with every inch they surrendered to him.

Asriel reached out and gripped their shoulders, turning them to face him. He looked right into their eyes as if boring a hole into their very personhood. There was a fire inside of him right now, this flickering inferno which seemed likely to burn them whole.

``Say it,'' he growled... no he demanded it from them.

``Yours,'' Frisk lied.

Asriel scoffed and peeled away. ``One day I'll make you believe it, human.'' He grabbed their lead and yanked upon it, leading them towards the door. ``But I'm not fucking you until you actually believe it when you say it.''

And it seemed that there was some truth to that remark as their defiance had seemingly wilted his erection, leaving behind this weak pink organ which stood slick and flaccid. It seemed that they had at least one tool in their arsenal, one weapon that they could use against him.

But that was about it as he pulled them through another door.

The chamber they entered was empty, devoid of life. It was grand in scale with room for quite the audience. A throne sat centre stage. It was made of fine wood, golden accents, and decorated with red felt. And next to it were two strange brass contraptions. They were each composed of a long rod with an ornament on top which had a pair of rounded prongs. They were also not even in their make up, not in the slightest. One set of prongs was much shorter than the other.

Asriel approached the shorter one, stopping next to it. He turned to Frisk and unclipped the lead from their collar, making a show of winding it around his arm until it was neatly spooled up. At which point he tossed it onto the throne.

``It is a custom of the court that us monarchs properly display our pets,'' he explained, smirking. ``It helps present to people which species rules down here and which one serves. Thankfully, the court smiths are quick in their work, having something ready for you on short notice.''

That's when Frisk realized what those prongs were for and where they were about to go.

Asriel snapped his fingers and suddenly the metal glimmered, looking slick with some sort of fluid.

``I thought you were going to keep my virginity!'' Frisk yelped.

Asriel smirked. ``I was assured that this design was shallow enough to maintain that. So, that shouldn't be an issue.''

He reached out and grabbed them, handling them with shocking ease. It was like they were a toy, a bauble, something which could be manhandled without permission. There wasn't even a sign of labour upon his face, his brow not even furrowing as he foisted them up with ease.

And as he promised, he started to ease them down upon those two little prongs. They entered their holes easily enough, shockingly easily in fact. It was terrible to feel them invade their body, aching anatomy which had never been penetrated before. They had never experienced anything aside from their fingers in these sorts of sacred places.

When they were all the way down, their heels thankfully touched the floor. It was the absolutely perfect height, denying them the option of bending their knees in order to hop upwards. There was no getting off of this without his help. They were now trapped and proudly on display.

Though Asriel wasn't even close to being done with them just yet. No, there was still plenty of work to be done.

He walked over to his throne and bent forwards, opening a compartment underneath his seat. Inside were an assortment of items which made his eyes positively sparkle.

``Those smiths were quick indeed,'' Asriel teased, grabbing an assortment of items and placing them upon the throne. ``You have no idea how nice it is to be a Prince. Everyone is always so eager to fulfill your every need. You'll get to experience some of that once you finally give yourself over to me.''

The first item was a pair of beautiful gold and gemstone cuffs with an elegant silver chain connecting them. Frisk thought about playing tough but it was woefully hard to do so with those prongs inside of them. It was hard to do anything aside from try and maintain their rapidly fraying composure. They didn't want to break, to moan, to give him even a fleeting sort of satisfaction.

Asriel clamped the cuffs around both of their wrists, affixing the chain to some spot behind them. It effectively secured them in place, forcing their hands down and behind their back. They were totally exposed with nothing available to help hide their shame.

``You seem to be enjoying the toys,'' Asriel teased.

Frisk glared at him. ``Fuck you.''

``Such language,'' Asriel jeered, moving back over to the throne. ``But that's okay because our court ceremony ensures that you will not interfere with your words.''

The next item was some sort of ball attached to another pair of short chains. When he approached with it, he held it out towards their mouth.

Frisk flushed and kept their mouth tightly clamped shut. Though this was but a fleeting resistance as he reached out with his free hand and seized their cheeks, forcing their mouth open with his steely and unforgiving grip. There was now nothing stopping him as he slipped the ball into place, affixing it in the back. The orb was made of a hard metal and was adequately large, straining their jaw in order to accommodate it.

``Nearly perfect,'' Asriel said, dipping to the side and grabbing the last of the necessary items.

These were two matching clamps and another length of silver chain. These clamps were at least tipped with a black rubber, ensuring that they wouldn't do much harm. A small mercy and probably the only one that he'd shown them since they'd arrived in this terrible domain.

Where exactly were they going to go...

Asriel answered that question soon enough by clamping one of their teats before doing the same with the other. The pressure ached and Frisk winced, pressing down upon the orb clenched between their teeth. Thankfully, there was some magic at play, somehow softening the metal so it didn't hurt.

``Seasoned concubines are meant to accommodate a larger holy symbol,'' Asriel said, pulling out a small black symbol that had some sort of holy triangular design upon it. ``Be thankful that I'm willing to accommodate someone as inexperienced as yourself. My mother wouldn't be nearly as kind with a creature like you.''

He affixed the symbol to the chain and a little weight started to pull it down, putting pressure on the clamps and their teats along with it. It was hellish and Frisk very much wished that they were capable of doing anything about it.

Asriel drew away from them and took a couple steps back, turning and examining them with a fresh set of eyes. He rubbed his chin, humming and hawing at what he saw. It was like he was studying a piece of fine art. Though perhaps that is what they were at this moment, something to be gawked at and appreciated. It wasn't like they could do much more than throw a glare in his general direction.

``Not bad for a first timer,'' Asriel teased.

He moved behind them and lashed out, smacking them on the backside. The blow was mild but even a mild blow caused them to shuffle and shake. The prongs shifted around inside of them, grinding against their inner walls and caressing places they hadn't even been aware were sensitive in the first place.

Their movements also caused the chain to jangle with the weight attached to it tugging upon their poor nipples, emboldening their less than kind abuse.

Thankfully, this brute was soon distracted as the door to the green room opened and Chara stumbled into the chamber. They didn't seem any worse for wear, maybe a little rosier as they wobbled over. There was an almost intoxicated quality to them as they smiled at the two of them.

``Cleaned them up for you,'' Undyne said, patting them on the ass.

Asriel chuckled at that. ``Glad to hear it.'' He looked past her and towards the door. ``Did he have fun at least?''

Undyne scoffed and mimicked a jerk-off motion. ``As much fun as a two-pump chump can have.'' She came over and looked at Frisk. ``Not bad for a first timer.''

``I was thinking the same thing,'' Asriel said.

``You know, I think that I really need to pick your brain over how to treat humans,'' Undyne murmured, shaking her head. ``Me and Alphys are thinking about picking one up but we heard that they're a lot of work.''

``They're a ton of responsibility,'' Asriel said as he guided Chara towards the other rod. ``Everyone thinks it?s all sunshine and orgies but you need to feed, bathe, take care, and do all sorts of other stuff for them on their behalf. They are pretty self-destructive creatures if you give them too much freedom but also boring if you don't give them enough.'' He scoffed. ``Fickle creatures.''

Undyne moved over to the throne, taking a knee beside it.

Frisk watched as Asriel placed Chara upon those larger prongs. Yet, any increase in size seemed like nothing as they slid into place as effortlessly as they had before them. He then held out his hand and Undyne started to hand over the assortment of supplies.

They were much like Frisk's though far less generous. The cuffs were shorter, forcing Chara into a more uncomfortable position which made them jut out their chest and make it even more pronounced. The ball crammed in their mouth was also heftier, forcing their jaw to an even more unforgiving degree. And instead of rubbery clamps, their chain connected right to the rings embedded in their nipples. Which looked very painful as their holy relic was far more significant in its weight.

It was a lesson in both how easy Frisk had it and what they had to look forward to. A terrifying dose of reality to join all the others they had endured since becoming this beast's concubine.

Yet, Chara just seemed to accept it all without complaint. They didn't know if that was alarming or not.

Asriel sighed and used his foot to close the little drawer. He then settled upon his throne, looking bored as he glanced towards the door. ``Might as well start court.''

Undyne nodded and stepped off of the stage, heading down the central alley in the chamber and approaching the grand doors at the end of it. Her motions were slow, giving Frisk plenty of time to think about how many bodies could fill this room. How many creatures were about to see them in this sort of compromising state?

There were dozens of rows of seats, each capable of housing ten or so creatures. That wasn't an insignificant number by any stretch of the imagination.

It was arousing... TERRIFYING! It was a deeply terrifying sight to contend with!

``Just be thankful that you're not present in my father's court,'' Asriel teased as if able to read their mind. ``Far more monsters call upon him than me.''

Undyne reached the door and knocked upon it, exchanging words which were lost to Frisk all the way across the large room. Soon the doors opened and a stream of monsters started to enter the chamber. There were dozens of them, all looking at the Prince and the two concubines which were displayed like some sort of vile art.

One by one, they milled into the room and it began to fill it. And fill, it did, with each row and seat being occupied by a figure who seemed to be important. A few of them even had humans of their own with them, creatures who looked at Frisk with either pity or some sort of broken glee that was similar to the way Chara acted.

Frisk wanted to cry. They really did. But they held back, not wanting to give Asriel the satisfaction nor an excuse to punish them further.

Asriel looked at Frisk, smiling at them before looking at Chara as well. He reached down and started to play with himself as if that were the most normal thing to do in a room this crowded. Why did he seem so proud of himself, so smarmy and in control?

And why didn't the monsters care that he was doing something like this in front of them?

Frisk shifted in their bondage, trying to shriek away from their attention. Yet, there was no getting away from the sea of bodies. They were stuck, trapped, given absolutely nowhere to run nor hide. This was their reality for however long this lasted.

How long was a session of court anyways? Did all of these monsters have concerns that needed addressing?

Undyne took the stage and smirked at Asriel before turning to the assembled monsters. ``Court is now in session!''

And that's when Frisk learned that a kingdom had many affairs to discuss.

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