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Sedona had been thrown out of her lands. Left to the mercy of the outside world, that was known for only its immense cruelty toward those like her. A fallen angel did not lead a happy life. She knew it was only a matter of time before she ended up harmed in someway. She had prayed she would meet with some murderous creature that would simply end her life quickly, but her prayers had gone unanswered. The gods did not answer the prayers of the forsaken.

She had been caught off guard in the night, sleeping beneath a grove of trees. She had no shelter, and was exhausted from the long days travel on foot. When the Bondage Bringers neared she did not hear, not until she was grabbed did she know what had happened. By the time her senses were about her she was already bound by her hands, feet, and wings, muzzled, and on her knees before the men that now eyed their prize.

An angel was a rare gem, in the auction houses they never sold for less then a thousand gold, to middle class Bondage Bringers like them it was a fortune.

She fought to free her hands as the men pushed her onto her back. Her eyes grew wide as she struggled to cry out against the gag, fearing that she was about to be raped by these men, as their hands groped at her breast. One of them slipped under her gown, and into her underwear, slipping a skilled finger into her as her eyes grew wide and she struggled a bit more to sit up but was held down by the other men. The man felt inside her, finding her hymen he got a great wide grin on his face. For a brief moment she feared that she was about to have her virginity stolen by the four gruff men.

"She's a virgin." The one whom had placed the finger in her said, as he licked her taste from his digit. The rest of them seemed very happy with this, and she closed her eyes, more afraid of what was coming next. She felt hand around her, lifting her, moving her, and assumed that they were preparing to do their disgusting deep. It was not until a few minutes later, when she felt as if she were moving but no men were holding her when she opened her eyes to see she was in a cage with several other females of other species, some of which had been violated by the men. But not her, no... an angel sold for thousands that wasn't touched.

It had been weeks, with only moldy bread and dirtied water to eat and drink. They had traded some of the females they had and acquired new ones. More then once she was forced to witness or hear the violent rapes of the new slaves, and even some of the others around her that had been here as long as she were raped several times on the trip. But they never touched her. She had begun to be able to tune out their deeds. Better the other females then her she figured.

The wagon finally stopped one day in a bustling city, and they were hauled out of their cage and trotted down a dark narrow hall. The man whom had fingered her now was speaking to the buyer at the auction house, telling him what he knew of each female, and what prices he wanted for them. As he finished, a pair of huge burly men dragged each of the females away. When it was her turn they simply lifted her feet from the ground, and gently placed her in a cell, not wanting to damage the prized goods.

She sat there in that cell as more and more females and males, and even various animals were drug past her. Every once in a while the damned creature would send a fearful look in her direction, and she would just look away. Three days passed, and they brought neither food or water, her throat was burning, and her stomach was aching. The best way to thin out slaves and weaken them for the auction block was the lack of food and water before an auction. On the afternoon of the third day she vaguely heard the cell door opening. Glassy eyes looked up trying to focus in the dim light on the creature lifting her and carrying her out, but her eyes didn't seem to want to focus anymore.

She offered no resistance as she was carried, vaguely aware of her surroundings as she was placed upon the stage and heard the sounds of a crowd around her. Glancing around she could see many heads, but the faces for some reason seemed blank to her. She heard what sounded like a soft voice calling out various facts about her, and then a lot of numbers. But she was too weak to listen more then that. Before she knew it she was being carried off again and thrown into another cage. She curled up in it, feeling weak and tired.

It was not long after she was joined by a bound elf, and then a few minutes later a catgirl. It was rather crowded now, and she was being pushed into the bars of the back of the cage a bit. And then another female was shoved in, this one a large wolf that crushed her into the back of the cage enough that pain shot up her body. Several minutes passed, and she thought that at least it was full. But then another female was shoved in squishing her further and pinning her wings in an uncomfortable position. Yet despite this, she was so weak, she drifted into a sleep as the wagon began its bumpy journey.

She did not know how long she slept before she was suddenly jerked out by her wings, and thrown to the ground, the pain of which woke her from her starved stupor. She looked around dazedly, seeing hundreds of vicious looking... hellhounds! Her breath caught into her throat as someone spoke behind her, and she looked to see a demon. Her heart stopped as she scrambled to her feet and staggered a few steps away. Suddenly the other females started moving and she followed them, hoping to get lost amongst them as she stepped into a home.

She was ordered to descend some steps, along with the others and moved to obey. As she reached the bottom they saw a door with a window, and the demon that had been ordering them opened it and then shoved them in sending her to her knees. She looked around once she recovered from the fall, and a fearful shiver ran u p her spine at what she saw. Cages, a bed, and torture devices all made her lips quiver in fear as she was grabbed by the smaller demon.

While Dukan was busy with the other females, Mistin spin the angel female around to face him and stepped back, eyeing her form with glee. She stood there, turned as she had been, head down and terrified of this creature, of what it would do to her. After a moment he wrapped and arm around her and drug her hard into his body, squishing her breast into his chest as his claws cut the binds on her hands and then removed the gag. Once he was done he stepped back, arms folding to see her reaction to her freedom.

She let her hands fall to her side, and then slowly looked around, looking for an escape, but aside from the heavy iron door, there was none. No windows, and the door had no way to open it from inside this room. After a moment she focused on the demon captor, remaining quiet for the moment.

Mistin chuckled at her silence, smelling the fear radiating from her. It was not often a demon got an angel as a pet. "What is your name?"

"Sedona." She answered her voice soft. A powerful slap across the face from the demon sent her to her knees and made her eyes tear as she tried to figure out why she had been slapped.

"No!" Mistin growled, reaching to grab her hair and force her to look up at him. "Your name is whatever we chose to call you that day whore."

Somehow, the words made her tear more, lips quivering as he released her and she went back to looking at the floor. Behind him Dukan took position, eyeing the pitiful female a moment as it cried there.

"Go head Dukan." Mistin said, with a grin, "Prepare her." He said, as he moved past the female toward the trunk and knelt to begin grabbing things from it.

Dukan did not need more encouragement as he reached down and plucked her up by one shoulder, his claws digging a bit into the female, drawing blood as she let out a whimper of pain. He took her in a bear hug, one arm around her waist, pushing it into him the other around her breast, holding her arms at her side firmly as he sniffed at the crock of her neck and then sunk his teeth into the flesh there just enough to draw blood.

The bite's pain numbed the pain in her shoulder as she shivered in the huge creatures arms. After a moment he moved the arm around her breast to her neck, gently crushing it enough that she could still breath, but struggling would cause her to be unable to, and then grabbed at the folds of her dress with the other hand, pulling it into a bunch and then ripping it downward with all his strength. The dress fabric ripped falling away from her, the force of its removal stung as she stood there now only in her underwear.

Dukan brought his free hand down, and began to roughly grope at her breast, causing her to cry out in pain as he took the nipple between the claws and tweaked it. She could not help the tears that kept welling in her eyes from the treatment by the horrid beast, enemies of her kind. She had a sickening idea what they were planning for her, visions of the Bondage Bringers that caught her gang raping the females around her again. The sounds and smells of those events that she had tried so hard to block out filled her senses.

She was suddenly drawn back to reality by the feeling of the demon's hand in her panties, her breath caught in her throat as she tried in vain to struggle against the much larger demon, knowing the whole time it was futile, but that if she did not he might get the inkling she wanted this.

Dukan was amused by her struggle, it aroused him all the more to restrain the squirming creature. Tightening the arm around her neck until she could not draw breath, he continued his explorations of her nether regions. His large clawed finger clumsily finding its way between the lips there, and then slipping slightly into her. She cried out a strangled plea as he entered her with his finger, trying to close her legs and force him out. His tail curled around her left leg and dug its barb into her tight as he drug the leg away from the other.

He removed his hand from her panties and took hold of them from the outside, ripping them off her as well leaving her nude against his form. She had not shaved, she had no way to and no reason to, and for some reason, she felt embarrassed by this fact as she was forced against the large beast completely without cover now.

As Mistin returned carrying a few toys Dukan pushed the girl away from him roughly. She stumbled away from him into the wall and to her knees, breathing short gasps of air as her wide terrified eyes turned to focus on what the smaller demon had brought as he walked toward where she had fallen.

Mistin grinned at the terrified angel. He hated angels so much that he would enjoy this far more then Dukan knew. He hated their beauty, their wings, and their better then everything attitudes. He knelt down by the girl placing down the various instruments he had brought, and pulling out just one of them, a strange group of leather straps and two metal pieces. She watched the thing he held, unsure of what it was for. Using his body to push her into the wall he began to fit the device over her head, tightening it there.

The two metal pieces of the device pushed hard against her lips which made her close them tightly. "Open your mouth." Mistin growled, and when she didn't comply quickly enough he belted her in the stomach causing her air to rush out of her and her mouth to open to allow it, before she understood what he was doing he shoved the two pieces of metal into her mouth and fastened them so that she could not push them out.

She absently brought her hands to her face, and pulled at the device only to have the demon fiercely grab them and shove them unnaturally angled into the wall and hold them there as he sneered into her face, his hot breath filling her nostrils as she shivered and watched him wide eyed. "Touch it again and I will cut off your arms." He growled, releasing her arms, and she brought them to the ground once more.

Mistin tweaked the tightness of the device, and the metal bars moved more and more apart from each other, forcing her mouth to open and remain so. Each bar fit over her, one over the top and one over the bottom. Once he was finished he stepped back to examine the now open mouthed female with a glint of amusement.

She looked away from them, her mouth forced open uncomfortably drying out the inside rather quickly as she shivered there, trying to focus on the floor and transport her mind somewhere else, anywhere but here with these two creatures that planned heaven knows what for her.

Dukan glanced to Mistin, already aroused by all of this. "Whom gets which end?" He asked.

Mistin considered the question, there was a variety of ways to make the angel scream out in pain and pleasure. The pure number of possibilities amused him, but he had to let her live, which limited a number of them. And she had to get impregnated which stole away still more options. As much as he wanted to hurt the female, he had to wait until they had a high breed angel before he could take all his aggression on her species upon her. Afterall, if he wanted to continue to be on good terms with his benefactor he had to honor the responsibilities of the agreement.

"I will take her first, you amuse yourself with her pretty head." He said, glancing to Dukan, "When I am finished then you will take her as well. Remember we want seed her." He reminded his slightly forgetful friend.

Hearing their words brought her out of her attempts to distance herself from this, and terrified her even further. They wanted to impregnate her with their demon spawn. She had heard the horror stories of what such offspring could do. And that they often killed their mothers birthing them because they were born with claws, and horns. She cried out and stood moving toward the door only to be tackled to the floor by Mistin. She hit hard and cried out as her breast were crushed under her weight and that of the demon. Her wings crushed as well and forced into unpleasant angles.

His hands quickly went to grab hers and force them above her head. Wrapping his tail around one of her legs he drug it away from the other and wiggled so that he was between them, laying with most of his weight on them. The position made her eyes tear and she let out a hopeless wail.

"There is no escape for you whore." Mistin growled into her ear, "There is no way out of this room and if you managed the hounds would rip you new holes with which to be fucked in a matter of seconds." Keeping control of her arms he hoisted himself, and her to her feet, holding her arms in one of his clawed paws behind her back as the other arm went around her front, over her crotch and pushed her back into him so that she could feel him hardening beneath his clothing. "You are our brood mare."

She let out a desperate wail once more, as he pushed her to the ground, and began to disrobe. She glanced for a moment at the other demon, but of she was expecting to receive pity, seeing Dukan also disrobing dashed any hope of that as she sank into a ball and began to sob curling her wings as bet she could around her to block out the sounds of their disrobing.

A few minutes later she was hoisted to a kneel by her hair, pieces of it sticking to her face due to her tears. She looked up to see whom had grabbed her only to see a colossal cock. The stories about the huge bumpy demonic members were true, she realized, with an ever growing dread. It was huge, well over a foot long with horny bumps and ridges, and the thickness made her shiver in utter fear, the thought that it would split her in two was high upon her mind. Part of her hoped that was true. If she died she could not have their dirty ilk spewing out of her.

The demon that grabbed her hair still had it in his claws. It was Dukan she realized, making out the gray toned chest from her obstructed vantage point. She had thought Mistin was going first, her lips quivered beneath their metal prisons as she considered the painful death of having the much larger demon's child.

Dukan was quite hard, all the abuse to the female, and her squirming and sniveling had done a good job long before he had an idea which end he was to receive first. Now that he knew, he was eager to get going. He bent his knees a bit to afford a better angle, the tip of his member pushing toward her face. Her eyes grew wide and she turned away from it instinctively, only to have the hand clutching her hair shift to her head, its claws digging into her scalp, drawing blood as it forced her to turn back toward the intruding cock.

He stabbed the warm hard cock between her lips, letting its smooth tip rest there just inside her stretched wide open mouth a moment, confident that she could not bite him due to the device Mistin had fitted her with. She tried to push him out with her tongue, but the feeling only aroused him further, causing him to let out a disgusting pleasure moan.

He smelled like sulfur, and tasted like rock. She moved her hands to try and push away from him but he held the back of her head firmly, keeping himself inside her lips. He pushed in a little more until he hit the back of her throat, and began to pump forward and back into her mouth, never quite pulling out. Tears fell from her eyes as he worked himself, she closed her eyes to at least block out the view of his enormous balls wiggling as he did.

He continued this for several minutes, until pausing, with his member resting at her lips. She opened her eyes a moment, wondering what was happening now. Mistin reached for her hips, his claws sinking slightly into her belly causing her to make soft cry from her throat which caused Dukan some pleasure, so he pushed into her mouth a bit more, knowing there would be more cries quite soon. She had several bleeding wounds on her now, though the bite and claw from Dukan's first manhandling of her had clotted. Mistin forced her to raise to a position on her hands and knees, her rump in the air now she could not help but tremble knowing what was coming next, as she let her wings slowly drift to resting on the ground at her sides.

Mistin took extreme pleasure in knowing she dreaded what he was about to do, so he decided to do it very slowly, and savor each whimper and shiver. He leaned over her form, his chest to her back rubbing it along her flesh as he brought his head to her shoulder and bit into it hard, drawing blood which he sucked at. His member settled with its shaft slightly parting her netherlips and its tip upon her belly, he wiggled it a bit, letting her know it was there as he licked along her back coming to bite into her other shoulder. Feeling him between her legs, and wiggling made her let out a pleading sob, which only encouraged his slow domination of her form.

The position Mistin had placed the female in made Dukan quite pleased, he tilted the sagging head of the female a bit upward, and then shifted to grab both sides of her head in his claws and force his way all the way into her mouth, shoving his entire cock up to the balls into her. His balls slapped her chin and neck as he finally got entirely inside her, forcing her to deep throat him whether she wanted to or not. She tried to cry out as the demon shoved his entire cock deep into her throat, but her airflow was cut off, and her gag reflex took over. Dukan savored the attempts by her body to force him out, the systematic contracting on his member only adding to his pleasure as he pulled his member out, coated in a bit of blood and salvia, giving her a second to breath before thrusting back into her mouth all the way a bit more roughly, with a audible slap of his balls upon her flesh.

Mistin chuckled as the females body rocked under him from Dukan's pounding; he released the bite on the shoulder, and slipped his hands under her wings to begin to roughly grope her breast which jiggled with Dukan's ever increasing speed and intensity. He dug his claws into the sensitive flesh causing the wings of the female to flutter, no longer able to cry out because she was gagged quite effectively by the massive demon cock slamming into her throat.

Drawing his claws lightly across her flesh as he moved backwards to draw his member away from her, the smaller but much more brutal demon positioned his slightly more modest cock's tip at the entrance of the female, which caused her to tense up quite nicely. He shifted forward a bit, working his footlong member into her up to the hymen, stretching her out enough that she began to bleed even before he broke the thing. She tensed up in pain, which only helped to create more pain for her and pleasure for him.

Her wings arched up with the feel of the demon behind her entering her, even as Dukan was fiercely thrusting into her mouth, rocking her body hard. She was running out of tears to cry, already pretty dehydrated. Mistin reached forward grabbing the top of both wings where they connected to the shoulder and used them to help force himself into her, breaking her hymen and slamming hard into her cervix, though not hard enough to break it, just yet. He was surprised by how wet she was, not just with blood, a delicious smirk crossing his lips as he pulled back out a bit slowly, letting his cocks ridges and blunted horns touch her so that she might feel some unwanted pleasure.

The moment he broke her hymen she opened her eyes wide despite herself, as he hit her cervix she tried to scream, but only found she could barely make a sound. As he drew slowly back out her legs shivered, as if about to give way. "You keep fighting me whore." Mistin growled as she tensed up around his member, which he did not pull fully from her. "It makes it more fun."

He laid a hard slap across her rump before grabbing her wings and thrusting into her again, and then back out, and then in again quite swiftly. Each time he hit the cervix hard and pulled back, only getting perhaps halfway in due to the encumbering cervix. Having her body rocked back and forth by both demons humping her so viciously was beginning to cause great pain to her tender breast. All she could feel was pain and a sad sense of pleasure from the way Mistin was purposely stimulating her.

The two continued to ream her from both ends for what seemed like hours, she began to question if they would ever stop. They both had endless stamina it seemed. Then suddenly Mistin pushed into her hard, this time not stopping at the cervix, he ripped through it and his balls slammed into her. There was a sudden pinch feeling within her gut that seemed on fire. The demon's cock had spikes that deployed when they were ready to spew their seed to ensure proper insemination. These now dug into the walls of her uterus as hot semen spewed directly into her uterus. The demon let out a pleasured groan as he pushed a little more into her, his tail curling in pleasure.

The pain of the demon ripping through her cervix caused her to jerk her head back at just the right moment, Dukan's member slipped out, leaving a wet streak across her face as she turned away crying out in pain and letting her front collapse to the floor. Dukan growled, as Mistin pulled out after a minute his member coated in blood and wetness and seed spilling out of her mixed with her juices and blood. Mistin grinned to his friend. "She likes it. Look how wet she got."

Once the demon pulled out of her she collapsed to her side and curled up there tears spilling again from the words and the pain in her gut. The sickening warmness she knew was the demon's seed looking to impregnate her.

Dukan grinned to Mistin, "If she liked you so much." He said, bringing a hand to stroke his own cock. Mistin chuckled.

"She's all yours." He said, moving away from her, his member now limp. Dukan smirked, reaching to grab her by the hair. She cried out as she was drug to her feet, her legs shivering as she focused on the ground the puddle of her blood and the demon's semen catching her gaze as Dukan glanced to Mistin.

"I suppose I will be a bit more gentle, since we do want her... alive." He said, the tone of the large demon's voice was so serious she closed her eyes tightly against it, another tremble running across her form as Mistin chuckled and nodded.

"Smart boy. You will have your chance to get rough, just as soon as we locate a worthier breeder." He promised.

Dukan snorted, grabbing the female by one arm and pulling her along behind him, despite her whimpering and reluctance, to the bed, which he tossed her onto. She landed with a cry of pain and curled up a bit, watching the demon with terrified eyes. He stretched out his wings and arched his tail as he eyed her with a glint of amusement in his eyes at her fear. He crawled over her, taking her arms in his left hand and lifting them over her head, forcing her to turn and give him a full view and access to her chest.

There were rivers of blood dribbling down her chest, he brought his claws to dab into one, and placed it into her mouth on her tongue. She turned her head away as the taste of her own blood flooded her. Her body quivered under him, as his lips found their way to her aching breast, and began to nibble with his sharp fangs at her nipples. She cried out as he abused her already hurting breast and her cries made me all the more intent as he continued to nip and suck upon them for a few more minutes.

Bored with her breast, and with a throbbing member eager for penetration he placed hands on her shoulders and pulled her backward until her bottom half was hanging off the bed. She tried to kick him away, but he caught one of her legs with his tail and grasped the other firmly with his free hand. The barb of his tail ripped into her flesh again as did the claws on the other leg as he pulled her legs wide apart, placing himself between them and thrusting unceremoniously into her.

There was searing pain as he did so, and she tilted her head back and cried out which exposed her neck. He leaned forward and began to nibble at it, causing a strange tickling feeling that made her squirm as he pumped in and out of her intently and hard enough to rock the entire bed. He continued to assault her neck as he worked in and out, her breast bouncing against his chest with the rough fucking he was giving her. His tail released her leg and shifted between his upward along her rump until the tip found her tight asshole. Without much preparation or lubrication he forced his tail into her as well, causing her eyes to open wide as she jumped and cried out, only to have his lips cover hers and his tongue assaulting her own. Her wings danced slightly up and down behind her.

Despite her hating every moment of this, the tail and cock began to cause her to feel a unwanted feeling of pleasure, slowly she felt it building. She tried to push it away to deny it, but eventually she could not help but release juices upon him, contracting around his cock deep inside her and letting out a pleasured moan followed by a horrified wail.

He continued rocking her hard, careful not to go too deeply, and sticking his tail into her more and more until finally she felt the prongs again, her body jumping as they gripped inside her. Once more the disgusting warmth filled her as the seed of the demon filled her. He remained there, until the prongs released a few minutes later and then stepped back releasing her and pulling out with a slight plop from her ass and cunt. Despite that she remained where she was turning her head with a soft sob.

Mistin was right there when it was done, he placed a white stone into her, that caused a strange sensation inside of her. He then slipped something over her legs and into her. When he stepped back she glanced down to see that he had placed a locked belt on her with a plug into her. She let out a mournful wail knowing he was using it to ensure the seed remained within her.

"She really did enjoy it." Dukan said, with a grin as he examined his wilting cock with her juices mostly cover it.

"Even angels are sluts at heart." Mistin said.

"Will she be impregnated?" Dukan asked, glancing over the sobbing angel. Mistin shrugged.

"If not, we can always repeat the process later." He said with a laugh. "Put her in a cage and lets go get washed up and eat."

Dukan grinned, grabbing the female by a wing and dragging her to an empty cage. Once it was opened he threw her into it and closed it, and turned away without looking back at the sad creature. She curled up in her cage, still wearing the device on her head she did not dare take off as the two demons used some sort of magic to leave the room.