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Chapter 2

Outside the ring of men waiting their turn Zhèng Xú smiled as he watched The American Dragon brought so low. The orcs and a few minotaurs continued having their way with Jake. The American Dragon would be only the first of many dragons that would be brought to heel. "Very good my disciple." The Dark Dragon spoke into Zhèng's mind with a voice that rumbled down Zhèng spine. Content Zhèng enjoyed his master's praise for a few more moments before getting back to work. He need to insure the everything continued smoothly. The energy the modified Sphinx hair collar pulled from The American Dragon would be used to pull The Dark Dragon back into this dimension.

Turning away from the scene Zhèng looked for Grull. Zhèng found him by the hanger's exit leaning lecherously against the wall as he watched the scene. He had been the one who thought of breaking The American Dragon in this way and Zhèng couldn't argue with the results. Jake stopped putting up a fight long ago and now he all but helped others violate him. Grull might have not joined but Zhèng knew it brought the orc no end of pleasure to watch the scene unfold.

Walking over to Grull Zhèng asked "How long do you think it will take for him to break? The Dark Dragon has shown great interest in this dragon that opposed him. I think he has plans to gift him to someone else." Zhèng was one of the few disciples that could hear The Dark Dragon in his mind. A group Grull wasn't in.

"And here I thought I might be able to enjoy him after our master comes back. Oh well, more dragons in the sky I suppose." Grull said standing up. Zhèng understood that comment was directed at him as a dragon, but chose to ignore it. The orc had a deep seeded hate for Dragons and Zhèng agreed, when it didn't come to himself or the dark dragon. Getting no reaction from Zhèng with his barb Grull went on. "Once my men had their fill he will be transported to the base in Montana and used further there. I give him a month tops with how he has been moaning."

Giving a nod Zhèng looked back at Jake. "Who all do you plan to use him?" he wondered.

A deep rumbling laugh came from Grull at Zhèng's question "Every person he ever slighted and a few others that wanted his ass for years now. Hell, I have a group of gnomes ready to fuck him senseless. I wonder if he could even feel them after my men are done." Grull spoke with pride for what he had done to The American Dragon and what he planned to do. Giving a nod Zhèng left Grull to his fun and left the hanger. He had his own tasks to complete to ensure his master's return.

Turning from his men Grull watched Zhèng leave with a few different thoughts crossing his mind as the dragon took to the sky. Zhèng's form shifted into that of a silver dragon with scales that shined in their vanity. Being one of the Dark Dragon's most trusted disciples Zhèng was out of reach for Grull, though it didn't stop him from imagining if he could put Zhèng under his thumb.

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Hands grabbed Jake from everywhere as he laid on the hard floor. The faces of orcs, minotaurs, trolls, huntsmen, and every other evil Jake fought stared down at him from above with lust in their eyes. No part of him was safe from the crowd's greedy hands. As they leaned Jake's vision was filled with their faces.

Shooting awake in a cold sweat Jake found himself sitting in an unfamiliar bed. The throbbing pain in his head protested the fact he wasn't lying down anymore. Everything else followed with its own little pains. Worse of all the pains being in Jake's ass, throat, and back. Weak as he was from the sphinx hair collar Jake couldn't even push away the thoughts of what had been done to him to leave his body so sore.

To occupy himself with something other than the dream or memories of what the orcs did Jake looked around the room. All the walls around him was grey concrete, from ceiling to floor. The room was sparsely decorated in the way Jake thought a prison cell would be. He had a sink, covered overhead light, toilet, and the bed he laid on. The only window was set in a metal door that was the only way in or out of the room.

When he had nothing else to steal his attention away he could only think of his rape at the hands of the orcs again. It made him feel dirty all over as the memories bounced around his head. They had used him so thoroughly that he couldn't think of a position he hadn't be taken in.

Pushing away the thoughts again Jake climbed out of bed with the intent to wash of the grime that clung to his body. His legs felt wooden and threatened to come from under him as he put weight on them. Gritting his teeth Jake forced one leg out in front of the other, collapsing over the sink when he reached it.

Above the sink where a mirror should have been there was only a hook with a rag. When he got the strength to he stood up. The sink only had one handle. Turning the handle Jake ran his hands under the stream. Chilled water ran through his fingers and over his hands.

His dry mouth and throat ached something fierce at the sight of the clear cold water running into the sink. Jake pushed his head underneath the stream and drank. The cool water was a relief to his sore throat, he didn't even mind it ran over his face. The water tasted different than he was used to, cleaner but with an aftertaste that clung to his tongue.

When he drank his fill Jake stood up and turned the faucet to the other side. Much to his pleasure the water changed from cold to hot. Running the rag under the stream Jake used it to clean himself. With no soap to aid him he had to really scrub his skin to make sure he got the grime off him.

By the time Jake reached his waist the door's locked disengaged with the sound of turning gears before it was swung open. Jake stopped washing to look at who came in. The anger at what had been done to him came back a new seeing who walked in.

Coming into the room was the largest orc Jake had seen. His blue skin was covered in intricate ink that started at his neck, past his bare chest, and slipped in his pants. Unlike every other orc he had seen this one was hairless from bold head to smooth chest. The only bit of hair on him was his thick black eyebrows. Jake was sure this orc hadn't been among the group that used him, though he couldn't have been sure really.

The door closed behind the orc, leaving Jake in a small room with one of his captors. A fact that made Jake even more wary about what the orc intended. He had already been humiliated by a group, he didn't plan to let it happen again.

"I see you are enjoying the amenities you've earned dragon." the orc observed before he ran his eyes up and down Jake with a broad smile that held only lust for Jake. Narrowing his eyes Jake pushed his damp hair from his face. The smile that had been playing in the orc's face turned in a scowl. "Fight me if you like Jake, you can't even punch hard enough to hurt me with that collar on. Though know if you try I will make you regret it. First, I'll start by taking your bed, then your warm water, and continue until you have nothing but concrete. If you can hold out that long, I'll figure out what else to do." The orc's words stopped Jake in his tracks. Was it worth the momentary boost to his ego to pick a fight he'd loss, having no bit of magic to even the playing field?

"Good." the orc continued as he saw Jake beginning to reconsider. "Come here I have something for you tend to." pulling himself out his pants the orc gave his tattooed cock a slow stroke. It reminded Jake of a blue Popsicle, an image that would ruin popsicles for a while now.

Blanching Jake went back on the offensive and clenched his fist. "Fuck you asshole." Jake forced out.

Laughing the orc stuffed his cock back in his pants and turned to pound on the door. It opened and two large orcs in modern armor and weapons streamed in. "When you want your mattress back tell the guards to send for Grull, you know what I'll expect." the blue orc told Jake as the two guards stood in front of Jake. Forced to stay where he was Jake watched as Grull took the thin mattress off the bed frame and left. With a dismissive tilt to their head the orc guards turned around and followed their boss out. The door closed behind them with a heavy bang before being locked back.

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Jake tried to not to give into Grull's demands. For hours he paced his room thinking up things to do. He tried flooding the sink using the rag but found it stopped flowing if enough water got in the basin. When he tried to lift the bed frame off the ground he found it was bolted down and that he couldn't get at the bolts. The toilet was only the bowl with a lever to flush it. He couldn't bring himself to use the small amount of toilet paper he had to try flooding it. He couldn't think of anything more to do and just sat on the metal bed frame for a while.

Swallowing his pride Jake went to the bars and asked the guards for Grull. With an affirmative grunt one of the men left and came back with their leader carrying Jake's bed over his shoulder. Unlocking the door once more Grull stepped into the room followed by guards carrying a platter of grilled meat, vegetables and bread. The smell reminded Jake of just how hungry he was.

"Glad to see you've come around." Grull mocked Jake with a satisfied smile. Moving into the room Grull laid Jake's bed back down on its frame and looked to the guards that came in after him. Gesturing towards the sink Grull directed the guard to set the platter of food down.

Jake just stood still, expecting Grull to make the first move and make his demands known. He soon found he couldn't wait for the orc to make the first move as his stomach growled. "What do I have to do?" Jake asked as he shifted his weight from foot to foot. He knew the food and bed wouldn't have come without a price. It made him anxious to see how much it'd cost him.

Grull crossed his arms over his now clothed chest and turned to Jake. "Get in here." He said over his shoulder. A grin plastered itself across Grull's face as Jake wondered who else was in the hall. Joining the orcs already in the room a bare-chested ogre stepped inside. Ogres were orcs larger and stockier cousins. The ogre was as tall as a minotaur, if you didn't count the horns. "I have things that must be taken care of, so I can't enjoy you yet Dragon. Please these men though and you'll get to keep your bed, get to eat, and I'll think about getting you something to read." Grull laughed before turning around and leaving. He didn't even wait to see if Jake agreed.

When the boss orc was gone the three men smiled. "I get him first." The ogre announced in a slow drawl as he lumbered forward. Undoing the string that kept up his pants the ogre gave Jake quite the sight. In contrast to his size the ogre had a cock closer to what the orcs were packing, much to Jake's relief. The cock though was a tapered length that had a large bulb at the base. Underneath his cock was where the ogre shined. The ogre's balls were truly massive and would have looked out of place on anyone shorter.

Jake thought about resisting, but that would mean he might go without food or his bed. There was no telling if he could even make them stop. The two orc guards undressed as Jake swallowed his pride, his anger, and everything that made him a dragon to just turn around towards a nearby wall. One thing good that came from his time at the mercy of all those orcs. His hole was still slick and relaxed. Something he found out when he finished cleaning himself when Grull had taken his bed.

Stepping up the ogre grabbed hold of Jake's hips, encircling most of his waist in the big hands the ogre had. Focusing on one spot on the wall Jake ignored the sound of clothes being removed and the feeling of the Ogre's cock pressing to his hole. "People call me Brute." The ogre told Jake, hot breath against Jake's ear. When Brute began to push into Jake's ass a weird feeling rippled up Jake's spine. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, and barely to himself, but it felt good to have his hole slowly stretched around Brute's cock. It's gradual increase in size made Jake's cock stir. Taking in deep breaths Jake laid his head on the wall.

Compared to what he had before Brute was a gentle lover. He never stopped pushing himself in but didn't seem to enjoy punishing Jake. When the bulb at the base of Bruce's cock pressed against Jake's entrance he tensed up and Brute leaned onto him. An uncomfortable pressure that verged on pain almost ruined the pleasure Jake had been feeling as the bulb spread him. Between one moment and the next the bulb was forced inside with a jerk of movement. Though Jake was given no time to rest. Pulling back Brute pulled the bulb right back out. It slipped out easier than it went in, but it still left Jake straining to hold onto the pleasure that was making this whole ordeal bearable.

Brute fucked like he talked. Slow with power behind it all. By the fourth thrust in Jake had loosened up enough that there was barely any resistance against the bulb when Brute pressed all the way inside of him. The slow pace left Jake aching for a little more and he thought if Brute just sped up a little it'd feel so much better. Without really thinking it he pushed back into Brute's thrust, smacking his ass down into the ogre's lap. Jake deliberately kept not thinking about it as the pleasure mounted. Brute and Jake got a rhythm going that had Jake letting out low whimpers of pleasures to go with Brute's lethargic moans.

It was only when Brute began to breath heavy that Jake focused enough to understand Brute was close to cumming. Thrusting his hips in one last time Brute held Jake firmly in his lap, even as Jake tried to keep bouncing. Sandwiched between Brute and a wall Jake was left wanting more as the ogre came. Brute's bulb spasmed as he enjoyed the orgasm that washed through him. Worse than the Minotaur Brute seemed to have no end to how much cum he was pumping into Jake. By the time Brute stopped cumming Jake felt full to the brim from just how much cum had been pumped into him.

Pulling out slowly, leaving Jake to shudder, Brute's cock slipped out with a wet squelch. Jake tried to but couldn't control the flow of cum that slipped from his stretched hole. Jake had enough sense left after the fuck this time to be ashamed by the puddle he was making between his legs. Though he didn't stay empty for long. Stepping up behind him one of the orcs pushed himself into Jake's ass, moaning when his length slipped into the warm sloppy hole. "Get used to this Bitch, names Ron'gar and over there is Varkar" The orc told Jake as he pushed farther in. Hilting in Jake's ass Ron'gar continued "Keep us happy and we'll make sure you are happy. Else we'll tell Grull you need a lot more punishment. He has a hard on for you dragons." When he finished taunting Jake Ron'gar pulled out to only slam his hips back in, starting a quick pace that had him slamming into Jake's ass.

Two things became apparent to Jake as Ron'gar tried to press him flat against the wall with each thrust. He wasn't the only dragon Grull planned to do this too and that fighting would make this even worse. The only way he'd survive this is if he gave in. Something angry and prideful in Jake told him to rebel against the idea of giving in. Though that part of him was small and growing smaller as he enjoyed the fucking Ron'gar gave him.

Pushing a hand between Jake's shoulders Ron'gar pinned him up against the wall and sped up with hard thrusts. Each thrust in pushed more of Brute's cum out around Ron'gar's cock. Jake was sure by the time Ron'gar came his hips would bruised from being ground into the wall.

Jake found himself being lost in the pleasure as Ron'gar kept his hips pumping. The feeling of having his hole hammered by the thick orc cock overrode the idea of keeping quiet and denying the pleasure he felt. "They'll keep fucking me even if I don't enjoy it." Jake thought to himself. Rationalizing giving into his carnal urge. Before long he was openly moaning as he pushed back to meet Ron'gar's thrusts.

"Yes." Ron'gar growled as his hand moved from Jake's back to grab onto Jake's hip. Unlike Brute Ron'gar didn't try to be in sync with Jake's thrusts back. "That's it bitch, moan for me." Ron'gar grunted and pulled his free hand back. Bringing it down he smacked it into the side of Jake's bubble butt, leaving Jake to cry out in surprise. When the hand came down again, this time on the other side of Jake's ass, Jake began to the feeling it brought. Giving in to what Ron'gar would want. "That's it." Ron'gar growled, lust dripping from his words.

Ron'gar didn't stop spanking Jake's ass as he grew closer and closer to orgasm. Only when hit the point of no return did Ron'Gar stop. By that point though Jake's ass stung and was red. Putting all his weight into one solid thrust Ron'gar finished in Jake and pinned him to the wall to add his load into Jake's ass. Bowing his head Ron'gar found Jake's neck and nipped gently at it.

"We're going to have fun with you tonight." Varkar said, rearing to get a turn. Ron'gar didn't stay a moment inside Jake's ass more than he had to after dumping his load. Gesturing for Jake Varkar demanded "bring his ass over here, want to fuck him on his bed." Unceremoniously Jake was pulled off the wall and shoved towards his bed by Ron'gar. Stumbling over Jake lost his footing and fell face first into Varkar's lap.

"Well if you wanted to blow me first you only had to ask." Varkar laughed above Jake and grabbed his hair. Getting a fist full of it Varkar slapped his cock against Jake's face. It was long and just as thick as every orc he remembered. Aiming the head of his cock at Jake's mouth Varkar Pulled Jake towards his cock. Willing to oblige Jake just let the rod slip past his lips as he began to suck.

Caring only for his pleasure Varkar pulled Jake down until his nose pressed into Varkar's pubes. Ignoring Jake's gagging and retching as he did it. Varkar held Jake's head with both hands just to enjoy the feeling, waiting until Jake struggled became fervent before letting him up to get a breath. Sputtering Jake gulped in deep breaths before he was forced back down.

Showing no more mercy Varkar fucked Jake's face with quick thrust, smacking fat sweaty orc balls against the Dragon's chin. Even as he was struggling to breathe Jake couldn't help but enjoy the treatment as it went on. His own cock was left untouched between his legs as it dripped pre onto the ground. Jake would have stroked himself gladly if his hands weren't occupied on Varkar's thighs trying to keep the orc at a pace that wouldn't leave him choking.

Wrapping one big hand around Jake's hips again Brute crouched down and pressed his cock inside Jake's ass. This time though the ogre didn't go slow on Jake, he drove his hips in hard and fast with the purpose of cumming in Jake again. That fact should have worried Jake as his belly felt full already with the first orgasm that had been pumped into him. Though he couldn't find himself caring as he bounced between the two men's lap.

Rather than coming in Jake's mouth Varkar pulled out of when he felt himself getting close. Resting Jake's face in his lap Varkar slapped his cock against Jake's face, leaving a snail trail of pre and spit. "Once Brute is done I am going to take my turn, going to pound you till you go crossed eyes." Varkar told Jake as he kept hold of his hair.

Pounding his hips in one last time Brute held onto Jake as closed his eyes and came. Jake's whole body felt hot as Brute's cum filled him up once more. His belly swelled, and he felt all too full. Just as before Jake's hole was left leaking after Brute pulled out. The once tight ring stretched and gaping from the use it had endured in such a short time.

Before Brute had even fully stood up Varkar dropped Jake's head and began circling around to take his turn on Jake's rear. Varkar lifted Jake up by the hips and bent him over the bed. Ron'gar joined Jake on the bed, pushing his half hard cock in Jake's face. As Varkar got Jake at that the perfect height Jake took Ron'gar's cock into his mouth, getting a pleased moan from the orc. A gentle hand came down on Jake's head to show Ron'gar's appreciation of Jake's mouth.

Grunting Varkar shoved into Jake with one hard thrust that had his overflowing hole tensing up around the cock. Laying his whole weight on top of Jake Varkar delivered quick rapid thrusts down into Jake's upturned rear. With such a quick pounding Jake was unable to focus on anything else besides it. Ron'gar was happy to take control of Jake's head with his hand turning stern.

Having been at the edge Varkar didn't last long inside of Jake. Grabbing hold of Jake's shoulder Varkar delivered a few last hard thrusts before the waves of pleasure hit him. Crying out he collapsed on top of Jake and just enjoyed his orgasm as he pumped Jake's hole full of cum.

"Tonight, will be fun." Ron'gar promised as he looked down at Jake's blissful face and Varkar's closed eyes expression.