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After the entire run in with the cyndaquil from before, things went back to normal for Ryme. As normal as things could be really. No hero obsessed cyndaquil to get in her way while doing freelance jobs for the frost demons. with a theft here and there, some intel gathering and thankfully no new assassinations after the last attempt, Ryme found herself riding on a modicum of success with doing what she was actually good at. However, while relaxing while on her way to another job on the sand continent, a familiar sight passed by her field of view. A tiny rat, with arm and leg length coverings, a mask and...a thong holding in a significantly large package between his legs. The cyndaquil she had delt with so many months ago was here, on the continent!
The salazzle began to sweat bullets as she watched him, seeing him walk around in his stupid looking outfit and acting like a hero despite everything he had done to her before. While she definitely thought it best to avoid the entire situation, as it was clear he hadn't noticed her yet, memories drifting back to all that had happened flooded her memory and in turn, ignited an flame in her chest that desired revenge. For all intents, he didn't notice her yet, which meant she could easily get the jump on him. All it would take is a single clean hit, and the world would be free of one less annoyance.
Pulling her cloak back and gripping her weapon, Ryme began to quietly sneak up on the fire mouse, being as quite as she could while doing so. His back was turned around, and no flames emitted from the holes spread over it, thus...surely he didn't know she was there.
Closer and closer, she inched towards him, following him as best she could as she tried to get in range of an attack. As she began to mirror his walking, doing the best she could to try and match his footsteps...with only a small distance between them now and a hard kick off, Ryme made her move and attempted to get the single hit she needed.
But in that moment, Tiamat...the cyndaquil that beat her before, quickly pivoted around, and with a single strong uppercut, hit her square across the jaw, sending her reeling.
"Oh? Someone sent to kill me? Or are you doing it on your own?"
Dazed and bleeding from her mouth, Ryme quickly realized the fight wasn't meant to be, and tried to turn tail. However, something from behind grabbed her, a black tentacle of some sort, and pulled her back towards him. Before she could get a good look at it, the odd appendage receded back to it's owner, and "Tiamat," the cyndaquil that all looked up to, smiled as he looked down at his prey still trying to recover.
"You know, when you want to kill someone, it is usually best done when you are within striking distance. Now...how to punish you?"
The demeanor of the cyndaquil she remembered was clearly different in tone. Not just that, but the fur color itself seemed off as well...darker perhaps? She didn't quite know for sure and right now it didn't matter. With a burst of energy, Ryme attempted to fight back, with Tiamat smiling all the while, the cruel intent he had planned for her clear as day.
"Ah! I know, a good punishment. Since I rarely get women as feisty as you."
Grabbing the arm Ryme had swung at him. Tiamat proceeded to pull her up to eye level and closer towards himself. With his other arm free, he quickly punched Ryme straight across the face, sending her back the ground with her backside facing him. Not wasting even a moments time however, with a dash forward, an looking to finish up, a single quick blow knocked Ryme onto the ground unconscious, as she not only lost, but failed to even get a hit in despite taking him by surprise.
...As she awoke, she found herself in a collar and leash, with Tiamat lording over her as he held the other end of the chord.
"Walk"
Ryme looked at him with confusion and annoyance, but given all that happened before, she tried to get up off the ground, before proceeding to get kicked back down by the cyndaquil claiming to be a hero.
"I thought you told me to walk!?"
Tiamat shook his head, as he began to move down, looking at her at eye level and slowly whispering to her, all to just make her more uncomfortable in the scenario.
"Walk on all fours. I plan to show you around town for a bit. The weak little thief who got stomped and turned into a slave by me, "the great hero."
With that, Ryme's uncertainty about the odd design began to take hold. The darker fur and rougher personality was nothing like the cyndaquil she remembered. Likewise, he wouldn't have hurt her nearly as much as this, much less force her to do something so publicly degrading. Was this really him? The same one?
Not being left much room to think about it, with a swift kick to her backside, Ryme proceeded to walk. She would have to find a way out of this at some point, but for now it would be best to simply go along with whatever this cyndaquil had planned.
Walking, ever sol slowly, as dirt covered her hands, the cyndaquil wasted no effort in smacking her hips every now and again with a stinging blow, both as a reminder of who was in charge, and because hearing her screams of pain whenever he did so sent a small shiver down his spine. The sound of the petty assassin being subjected to such treatment and public humiliation was all to enjoyable to him.
Pokemon from around the town likewise laughed at her, with some questioning why a hero would do such a thing, but many simply happy to see what they saw as a petty thief getting her comeuppance as she was paraded around town like an animal owned by another.
As they walked, in the distance, a small, oddly shaped covering that resembled a house of some kind entered her field of view. The two walked towards it, with the crowd around them leading them both there as well, with many having hushed whispers about what exactly the cyndaquil planned to do to the criminal he captured in such a public setting.
As he tied her up to the side, with Ryme looking on, the cyndaquil turned away from her as he began to address the crowd, telling them to come forward to see the show he had planned for everyone there.
And, like venemoth to a source of light, the crowd surrounded the two, leaving Ryme unable to do anything about the knot, so long as such a large crowd of pokemon surrounded the two.
As Ryme and the surrounding crowd of pokemon watched, waiting for their hero to speak or say anything in regards to what he would do, the cyndaquil that was clearly posing as Tiamat stayed silent as he made his way back over towards his "pet" salazzle.
Staring her down with a sharp gaze and a toothy, almost demented grin, the imposter only proceeded to breath a gout of fire at her, body, turning the rope into ash and sending Ryme in a fit of pain! The crowd reacted to the sight with a mix of cheers and gasps as the cyndaquil refused to stop with just one shot. Over and over, he shot balls of fire at her, causing her to scream as those laughing and cheering at the sight even began to die down at the overly cruel sight before them.
Eventually, the cyndaquil found himself bored and stopped, leaving Ryme on the ground whimpering in pain, before tearing off the thong he had around his lower body, laying right behind her body and began to push his dick between her legs and under her tail.
"What are you doing!? This isn't like you at all!!"
Tiamat, all to invested in simply fucking Ryme now and tired of all the screaming she did before, quickly told her to shut up as he began to fuck her in front of every pokemon nearby. The crowd was aghast and confused at the sight, to see their hero show such a public display of torture to someone that was clearly at his mercy, but even despite that, none intervened or attempted to stop it, too afraid of what their hero may do to them if they tried.
Ryme, following the command given to her, did her best to hide her face as she struggled to do as she was told. The cyndaquil in question was much thicker than she had remembered him being, but even with that memory, she knew by this point that he was not the same one as before. Who then...was he?
After some time fucking Ryme's cunt, the cyndaquil posing as Tiamat pulled Ryme aside and, with an surprising show of strength, flipped her over before moving himself on top of her.
"What are y-mmph!!"
The cyndaquil spread his legs out and pushed his backside straight onto her nose, causing his hard, cum covered dick to push itself into her mouth and down her throat. His heavy set of balls rested on her jaw, preventing her from doing anything else, and with a roar of flames from his back, the cyndaquil proceeded to eat her out, forcing her into an unwanted 69 position.
Ryme slowly chocked on his cock, unused to much oral due to the shape of her maw, all while the cyndaquil in question began to masterfully service her, with Ryme finding herself quickly becoming aroused by the act. The cyndaquil in question had something of an unnatural amount of dexterity and length, pushing his tongue in deeply and hitting every part of her insides in a way that only being filled by the shaft of a male would typically do. The question on her mind was simple..."who or what was this pokemon?"
In her mouth, Ryme could feel the cyndaquil's cock throbbing, the sign of his own imminent orgasm becoming clearer and easier to notice by the second. Pre-cum dripped over her tongue, but the taste was nothing like she was used to. Sure, many males had different tastes, but this one was odd, and clearly unnatural in both texture and taste.
Thankfully...much like the real Tiamat before him, he pulled out moments before he released, and with nothing holding him back, began to push Ryme up against the small structure and slide his cock over her satch.
He quickly commanded her to scream, something Ryme was all to used to doing, and with it, the sound of her voice only left him cackling in pleasure as he covered her body in cum. Despite being a different pokemon, the end results of the encounter were all to similar to before, but this time, with a large, now very quiet crowd watching over them.
As the cyndaquil stopped, and left Ryme to cower in pain and fear from the aftermath of all that happened, the cyndaquil proceeded to walk out of the town. However the action was slow, and very deliberate, something Ryme was used to seeing from those with a grander plan in mind. Thus, with the little strength she had, Ryme pulled herself up and began to slip away, hiding herself behind a building, all while the sounds of a pokemon screaming in fear began to fill the air...
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Once more, I really hope others enjoy this long description haha. Maybe a bit of a short story.
All the same, thanks to \r\n\t\t\t\t\t
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Despite the similarities, this cyndaquil is actually a different character entirely, named Surge. If you are interested in them, you can learn more by going to \r\n\t\t\t\t\t
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Ryme the salazzle belongs to myself.
And one more thank you to \r\n\t\t\t\t\t
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