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Warning! Nothing in this story should be reenacted in real life. There are descriptions of torture, rape, castration, sex and so on that are to be taken with a grain of salt. The use of "Ogres and Giants" in place of humans is intentional because this story might otherwise be crossing a serious line. Despite the seriousness of this story I ask readers to envision this world and it's characters with an Anime-like cartoon style on par with that of DBZ or better, generally well drawn but cartoons all the same.

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Demon Torture

Nom Pal was a weak looking man. What he lacked in strength he more than made up for in being wise beyond his years. He was a supreme warlock at the forefront of his field. His greatest achievement was perfected a method of trapping a demon in a small universe using a special rune stone of his own design. Being a member of one of the most powerful dungeons gave him ample opportunity to use them.

Some would call him mad for even proposing the idea but it was approved all the same. Nom Pal felt the dark army of demon scum was to preppy and needed to be taught what true agony and torment was in order for them to best impose it on others. Demons were born out of sin, and naturally immortal. This made them perfect for his experiments. One by one they entered his laboratory and were put into a state of extreme torment. Afterwards he zapped them into their own private rune hell to dwell on the pain.

An example given was that of the Genocider. He was a very tall standing dark yellow demon with the standard hooves. Instead of two great big devil horns he had lots of smaller spikes bursting out of his head. He was said to be ugly as well. He had a 1000 or more teeth of the long and needle-like variety, that somehow all fit in his mouth. He was muscular too with horn-like structures ripping out his body on the upper back, his elbows, knees, and two barbed ones that protruded out his knuckles.

Nom Pal ordered that Genocider's hooves be nailed together, his arms be severed at the shoulder, that his hands be balled into fists and his limbs be rammed up his own ass. Shortly after this was done, Genocider was mummified, thrown into a special iron coffin with a hole for his cock and balls to hang out, and the iron coffin was then filled with molten lead. Now reduced to nothing but an iron box with a big yellow cock and balls hanging out, the coffin was then placed, face down, into another coffin. The fit was so perfect that even the most scrutinous mathematician would find it difficult to recreate. There was a great howling noise as Genocider's weight and that of the coffin crushed down on his penis, but it was subsided by the lid closing down and being sealed. The box was then chained, padlocked, and welded shut. Telepathically Genocider was told the keys to all these items had actually been shoved up his ass along with his arms. Nom Pal held up the rune stone and trapped him there in his own private hell. It was an area of roughly 12 by 12 that was barely enough room for the whole thing.

The process of trapping a demon in the rune stone naturally had lots of lightning dancing around with loads of special effects. When all was said and done a silhouette, outlining the inhabitant, is magically stained on the middle of the stone. Waving a little magic on the stone would turn the silhouette into a glass window showing exactly what was going on inside. In this way Nom Pal could occasionally check up on the torments of his demon army. Doing this now he was able to see Genocider safely tucked away within the two coffins. Shaking the rune about sent shock waves to the demon inside. He did this every now and then to see if anything moved back at him, though Genocider wasn't in a position shake about at all.

Other torments included the use of everlasting itching powder, flesh eating worms, being fucked by an undying tentacle monsters with penises for limbs, being poked with rusted hooks and needles, being mummified in barbed wire, and so on. Almost always they were placed in an iron coffin-like device with their penis sticking out in a vulnerable position and some special torture for it as well. One had a guillotine attached to the front of his box and the blade was being held up by a rope in the demon's mouth. It's said that he castrated himself in the first hour of his torment after yawning. He was now made to suffer the sight of looking at his severed manhood on the ground before him.

What many didn't know was that Nom Pal actually was crazy. Years passed and he'd trapped thousands of demons. He had rooms devoted to housing his collection of rune stones. Though years passed nothing seemed like the right time to let any of them out. In his old age he decreed, "A few years isn't enough to understand eternal torment. The rune stones must be shattered until they are dust and beyond the capability of modern repair spells. This army we have been creating will be for future generations to destroy their enemies with."

Breaking the rune was like shattering the entrance and exit to the world. And so each rune was smashed into pieces, beaten with a hammer, then tossed into a grinding machine that pulverized the remains into dust. The Ogres who worked down in the dungeon took great pleasure in this task. They loved looking at the pictures of all the demons in agony. They'd often activate the window for a person one on one with the demon before yelling "Bye Bye, Forever!" The demon would usually scream out if they could "EMMMMMMM!" before the window went SMASH!

From inside the Demon would watch as the circular window to the outside world shattered into pieces, as it went through the process further the pieces got smaller and smaller until they were no longer visible.

Repairing the stones was theoretical at the time as it still is to this day. The resulting sand the grinding machine made was placed into individual hour glasses. The idea being that in the improbably and incalculable chance that all the grains fell back into their proper place to reform the rune stone in perfect condition would signify just cause for it's inhabitant being checked up on, to see if they had an idea of what eternal torment was. The odds of such a thing happening were unbelievable and unquestionably never going to succeed. For one the bottom of the hour glass wasn't as wide as the rune stone. Secondly it all relied on Ogres to carefully clean the grinding machine to make sure every last bit was there, and history records that they didn't care about their job enough to do it. Many hour glasses actually have the contents of several rune stones hopelessly incapable of forming anything mixing around inside of them. Third who in their right mind needed or was going to reset 100,000 hour glasses?

To make matters worse some of the hour glasses were stolen to support an odd sort of fetish that arose just from this. Incredibly rich couples and other demons for unknown reasons started using the sand like an aphrodisiac. The thrill of bathing in the powder acted like a gate way to a demon's own private hell was such a turn on. Though pulverized into dust sound still traveled through the grains and both parties could hear one another. The motion of someone fucking sent shock waves into the other realm which usually stirred up even more agony for them. The same Ogres who broke the runes for a living fed the black market for them. Some of the hour glasses only had real sand in them. They were never caught because testing the sand defeated the purpose of their imprisoning. So as couples fuck away the screams, "EMMMMM!" went with the motions with them. Their sounds of passion echoed back for some real sexual frustration. It didn't help that the powder itself was perfect for the event. It felt smooth like silk. And in the morning all it took was a quick shower and off the dust went, some guys liked to stay as dirty for as long as they could though.

When Nom Pal died he left no record of his work. It was only through rumors that people assumed it about him. Over the years earthquakes happened and his library of hour glasses lay in ruin. It became abandoned, lost to history under thousands of miles of stone. Wars occurred, people in power changed. Finally about 10,000 years later someone discovered the library full of hour glasses. A few were smashed but enough were still in tack to start a small business around them. People needed hour glasses after all.

II

To the surprise of the owner he found an hour glass tucked way in the back that didn't have sand in it at all. Instead it had fragments to some sort of stone disk with writing on them. A historian couldn't make heads or tails of it and said, "Probably worthless."

Later on he'd discovered there were more hour glasses with large stone disk fragments in them. He'd no idea that they were the result of a newly hired Ogre centuries ago, that didn't know how to do his job properly. He'd simply beaten the runes with a hammer and tossed them into the hour glass. Knowing he'd done something wrong he decided to hide his mistakes instead of fixing them. So on to the shelf they went hidden behind others.

Brian was an Ogre in complete glee over what he'd just found. His big strong hands shook with excitement. There on the table was a jar of what had to be a lost Nom Pal Runes. Situated next to it were others. An ogre through and through, Brian studied torture, lived for pain and bondage; to cause suffering and misery in the world was to complete him. He volunteered down at the torture chamber regularly.

A conversation he over herd. "Well I guess I should throw these away then." The owner apparently finishing his conversation with the historian.

Brian tossed his hand up. "Dibs!"

Back at the torture chamber, Brian kicked open the door to the living area. He rushed right upstairs to his room holding a half dozen or so Runes in his hands.

His roommates were scattered about doing stuff. Gimp was a giant who always wore a Gimp suit. It was a very expensive, custom fit that he liked to wear constantly. His leather hood, gloves, and boots were all attached in some way or another. Besides the skin around his eyes, his cock, and his ass there was no way of knowing he was white skinned. Instead of a zipper for the mouth hole he went for a fake vagina installed. Smiling in the right way opened the extra lips and reveled his pearly whites to the world. He didn't talk much thanks to the habit of sucking on a dildo all day. It was the kind that strapped to your face with inelastic. Instead of a pair of balls it had a cute looking handle that resembled a pacifier. Being a giant, he was very tall and muscular. His penis was huge too , often slapping him in the face when he had a full hard on. Occasionally he'd suck on his own penis but did this more in private or when his friends made him do it for some slave action.

Seated next to him on the couch was Dan the Incubus. He was tall like Gimp was but a male sex demon. His skin was a pale yellow color, almost pastel. Being a demon of some sort, naturally he had two horns poking out his head, but these were tiny by comparison to real demons. They were about 6 inches long, black and cute in a sort of way. His hair was spiky and blond with silver tips to them. Semi long for a dude as well. He also had an amazingly huge penis. Everyone nicknamed it the Brontosauruses, and right now it was obstructing his view.

Gimp and Dan were playing a video game and occasionally jerked the other off for a little distraction. In Dan's case it was really working. He ducked his head one way then to the other, he's fumbled around so much the cord had wrapped around it once.

Gimp rubbed Dan's cock as he used the power up.

"Hay Quit it!" Dan yelled shifting his head to the left. He reached over for Gimp's cock and went in for returned jerking. Gimp swayed his head one way but Dan fired all his missiles.

The two were going at each other while Mac watched from the corner. Mac was also a Giant. He had black curly hair and a light stubble. He had a real thing for leather harnesses, leather straps, leather thongs, generally anything that emphasized his muscles.

Dan started cumming. He threw his head up in relief. When you got a dick that big you really feel it hard. "Ohhhh Ya- God Damit!" The sound of him losing a man emanated from the TV.

Gimp jumped up to his feet. He threw the controller between his legs at the couch and started with his victory dance. What started with him shaking his groove thing turned into jerking off his penis while it was aimed at Dan's face. Gimp started cumming at Dan's angry face. Dan reluctantly opened his mouth and started drinking it down. Gimp motioned some sort of gang sign with his hands as if saying 'Yah you take that shit!'

Mac had wondered what Brian rushed upstairs for but then his appointment showed up. Ed was a very muscular Centaur that had a thing for guys with huge dicks fucking him up the ass. The two walked back into the torture room. "What game are they playing?" Ed asked as they left the room.

Brian had rushed into his room and searched for his book "The Secrete Life of Nom Pal." After finding it he opened an hour glass and carefully removed it's fragments. They lay on the table perfectly still like a puzzle. He found the edges and worked his way around recreating the picture. His heart beat raised and he gave off a gasp as the image came together.

The Rune was about the size of a dinner plate, about two inches thick, and the sides had slight grooves to them. Along the outside there was written in old demonic of what torture had happened to the demon inside. And just as it was described in the book the center of the rune had a silhouette of the demon in pure agony.

It was a two dimensional drawing of a horned demon encased inside a suit of armor, the inside of which was covered in spikes. A spiked dildo was shoved up his ass, and he had been sealed inside a brick of cement.

"Aww Wow!" Brian exhaled.

After a moment of staring he lightly pushed it to the side and started working on the second one. A half hour passed but he finally solved it. The pieces had all snapped together perfectly. This one was of a one eyed demon apparently encased in a black ball. He was apparently upside down and hung by his dick inside an arch way. Underneath him was some type of box that was hard to make out from the drawing.

"Aww that is awesome." Brian said to himself.

Down below, in the torture room, Ed had been suspended in leather. His two sets of legs were bound crossing under his waist, leaving his cock and balls out in a vulnerable spot. His arms were across his chest and bound there as well. He had a hood on that made him look battle ready, with straps hanging down along his mouth. He was snarling and pumping steam out his nostrils. He was fired up and ready for some good old fashioned anal sex.

Mac strolled into the light with a certain strut in his step. His thong was off and his giant cock exposed. He was slowly gaining a full hard on but in the mean time he casually strolled over to Ed. With something rubbery in his hand he quickly slapped Ed's cheek with it. Ed flinched in that direction, Mac did the other cheek. Ed flinched again.

"I got a treat for you." Mac said smiling.

He pulled up a clenched fist. A big orange dildo poked out of his fist. Holding it with the other hand he revealed the fullness of it. Instead of a cock and balls at the base the orange penis morphed into a big orange carrot with a long green tassel at the end. "You can thank Dan's cock for the caste on this one."

Ed shivered a little. He'd longed for Dan to some day ram his pet dinosaur on up him.

"Open wide." Mac said.

"Ohhh," Ed obliged.

Mac ran the tip of the dildo slowly across Ed's long lips. It was a monster dildo, the kind that could actually fill a big mouth like Ed's right up. Finally Mac slid it on his tongue and strapped Ed's mouth shut in six places.

Ed shook his head about testing the straps. In the process he found he had a tassel to play with. Mac reached up and closed the eye holes on Ed's hood. He bumped something with his tassel, but it wasn't the top of it. As he breathed out he could tell something was just inches away from his nose. He swung his head and the tassel swatted Mac's dick. He was at full hard on. Mac rubbed the tip of his penis across Ed's lips. Ed wanted to lick it good but the straps held his teeth together to well. The dildo carrot would have to do for now. Shivers went down Ed's neck as Mac rubbed his dick under his chin.

Mac went to the side and could see Ed was sporting a hard on as well. Poor Centaur he though, unable to reach your own dick with your hands. Ed's penis was long but not that long. He pressed his warm hands on Ed's back. Slowly with two finger tips he slid his way down towards Ed's ass.

Ed had shivers all the way down his spine and it made him shake his booty. His tail, which was normally long and majestic looking had been barded into a tight handle like knob.

Mac raised one leg up over Ed's back and hopped up with his other foot. It was a strain for Ed but he was the bigger beast and could handle it. Mac leaned backward. The two men were back to back now.

Mac was stroking himself a little while he kicked his feet down under Ed. As a little bit of four play Mac kicked and stroked Ed's dick a little with his feet. He knew it was driving Ed nuts. He could hear it in his frustrated groans.

A few minutes later Mac hopped down and got into position, lined his dick up, and slowly slid himself inside. He only went a foot or two inside. "Yah you like that?" he said. Ed bobbed his head up and down. "Well how about a little more." Mac kind of bit his upper lip as he pushed himself deeper. He gave out an "Awwww Yah." after another foot or two.

Just as the fucking began Mac was interrupted by noise from the other room. He'd left the door open a crack.

Brian stampeded his way downstairs. "Dan!" he shouted.

Dan was on the couch in ecstasy. Brian gasped a bit in shock to the sight of Gimp doing a hand stand with push ups over Dan's thighs. He was sucking Dan's dick almost to the nuts. Apparently round two went Dan's favor. "Yah you know I rule." Dan said with attitude.

"Dan!" Brian shouted.

"Uhhhh!" he exhaled. "I'm busy."

"You know magic right!" Brian yelled again excited as could be.

For a moment Dan ignored him. Gimp was still flexing his arms up and down. His feet almost touched the ceiling with every bob. There was a moment where Brian stopped all his excitement and thought about all the bad stuff that could go wrong here. If Gimp lost his grip he's impale himself, probably bite down hard as he fell one way or the other. Dan was relaxed spread eagle on the couch and in no position to act quick enough to stop him.

In the next room Ed was loving himself to death. The tight feeling inside him, with the pressure, and that great sensation he got from a nice warm dick up him, filled him with a sense of being alive. He'd started squeezing his chest to add to the tight sensation.

"Yah a little." Dan replied sounding spaced out.

Gimp had slowed down as he took interest in the conversation. Dan smacked him. "I didn't say stop."

"Well come on! I need you for a moment."

Dan rolled his eyes. In a pissed off way he looked over at Brian, "Can it fucking wait?! Why can't you jerk off like the rest of us or something?"

Brian backed off. He caught sight of the torture room slightly open. "Oh right." he said to himself. Hastily running upstairs he retrieved one of his rune stones. He carefully brought it down. Gimp was still hard at work on Dan.

Mac rolled his eyes as Brian charging into the room. He yelled at Brian. "Hay some of use have to work for a living. You mind closing the door and getting the fuck out?"

"Sorry I didn't know you were in here."

Brian opened the trap door to the workshop and hurried down the steps.

Dan had started cumming and Gimp could feel his stomach filling up. Dan grabbed hold of Gimp by the waist and as though preforming a feat of acrobatics he slowly got up and returned him to his feet. Gimp pulled back, slowly removing Dan's sword from his mouth. All the while Dan was still pumping his man magic in him. Finally reaching the end Gimp kept Dan's penis head in his mouth. A squirt gushed in him, Gimp swallowed, another load fired out, Gimp swallowed it up, yet another load popped in him. Gimp tried his best to swallow it up with the pace but this carried on for far longer than it should have. Dan, being a sex demon, had enchanted his nuts to cum on command. He wanted to see how much Gimp could take. Dan finally stopped when he saw the concerned look in Gimp's eyes.

An odd moment paused where the two just looked at each other. Finally Dan pulled out. Gimp gave out a huff of relief and rolled over onto the floor to breath it out. Dan grabbed Gimp's mouth dildo and plugged it in him. "You know Gimp, you're the best cum dumpster I've ever had." he said in a pal-ish way.

Mac was in the other room cumming his brains out into Ed. Ed was clenching his ass as hard as he could for him. After Mac pumped all that he could he took a breather. Soon after he attempted to pull out but Ed's ass was still clenched. Pulling back brought Ed with him. "Okay Ed. Let go."

Ed shook his head no.

"You fucking mare." he said pulling harder.

Moments later the door swung open again. Dan and Gimp marched through like they were ready to hit the town. The two gave Mac a good spank on the ass. "Good Job! Where's Brian at?"

Mac was there with his big arms crossed. Thrusting his ass back twice he showed the situation he was having. "Little help."

"Haha!" Dan laughed. Putting an arm on Ed's shoulder he looked him in the eye holes (still closed). "You hold on to that man and you never let him go. You hear."

Ed gave a confident Yes with his head.

Gimp and Dan headed down into the workshop to the sound of Mac slapping Ed's ass. "Let Go!"

III

Having the good sense to close the door, Brian, Dan, and Gimp were along. Brian placed the cracked disk on the ground carefully. Gimp and Dan looked it over while Brian explained what he thought it was.

"Wow," Dan said, "that guy is in a lot of pain."

They were staring at the one of the demon sealed in the brick.

"Yah." Brian said proudly. "I bought like a dozen others at the place too. Do you think you can fix it?"

"Uhhh," Dan said puzzled. "I didn't exactly pay attention in Magic 101. Though I know all the fun sex spells by heart."

"Please!" Brian said begging.

Dan gave out a sigh, "Okay, but stand back."

Lights shimmered between Dan's hands, a humming spiraled through the air and finally Dan threw the energy at the stone on the ground. There was a burst of light that soon died down and faded away. The room returned to it's former ambiance. Nothing seemed to have happen.

The three looked over the stone. Not a single crack had fixed itself. But suddenly a line disappeared. It had simply fixed self with the two pieces and became unblemished. Another line healed. Then another. The effect was everywhere, happening all at once. The silhouette was a perfect picture now. Suddenly it faded and the room was filled with an immense tone of sound.

The three backed off some covering their ears. The tone quieted down but still faintly emanated from the rune. There in the center of the stone was a glass window looking into another dimension. Brian carefully picked the rune stone up. There in the glass he saw a room on the other side, the walls were undefined patterns of purplish stains constantly moving. In the middle of his gaze stood an immense block of cement.

The three fought over who got to look next.

"Wow," Dan said in awe. "I guess that's him then."

There was an odd pause as the three of them knew what had to happen next. "Think you can free him?" Brian said.

"Well." Dan's face went red. "This thing's a couple hundred thousand years old. We don't even know if he's alive still... or sane."

"The book said, they were able to hear and talk through the window." Brian said grabbing the stone. "uhh..." unsure what to say he yelled, "Hay! You awake in there!?"

A moment passed and the stone shifted it's weight. The sudden movement freaked the three of them out. Brian tossed the stone up. Gimp fumbled with it in his gloved hands before locking hold of it with Dan before it hit the floor. Gimp had landed on his chest and was choking to swallow the cum he'd coughed up. "That was close." Dan said.

Inside the window the huge cement block had toppled over. The demon inside was howling out. "Emmmmmm!"

Dan started reading the outside of the rune. "Venger, Red Horned Devil of Unholy Evil. He will wear the suit of armor lined with inner spikes. A special compartment for his dick shell offer the same torment. The horned dick of the demon Granotholiss will be castrated from him and shoved up Venger's ass to add a lesson of shared torment. Venger will then be sealed within a cement brick. These are the words of Nom Pal."

"Hmm," Dan said playfully, "Well it sucks to be Granotholiss."

"So you think you can free him?" Brian said.

"Uhh." Dan said scratching his head. "I don't know Brian, to be honest I'd rather not. I mean I might be able to if I had enough power. But let me rest on it. Tonight I won't conjure up a sex slave."

Gimp punched his shoulder in jealousy.

"Oww." Dan said. "Well you only have so many holes man."

"Hay let me get the other runes!" Brian said.

What started out as Sex Slaves and Video Games somehow turned into Puzzle night as they went to work putting the runes back together.

"Hay I know this one!" Brian exclaimed.

The silhouette was of a boxed demon standing up. He had a slit for his eyes to look out. There on the floor before him was his dick. The blade of a guillotine was embedded in the floor. Dan repaired the stone and they activated the window to pretty much the same image, only in three dimensions. The demon was apparently sleeping.

"Hay!" Brian yelled. "Wake up!"

A pair of white eyes appeared at the slide hole. They started looking around. Upon catching sight of Brian looking back he filled with joy. The box started shifting left and right.

"Neat." Brian said. He put the disk to the side and the window shut off from no one looking in.

Dan grabbed the next one. "Okay next up is Wallug." He was the one hanging from his dick inside the black ball. "Looks like they tied his cock up to well if he's still hanging there after all these years. They activated the window and sure enough he was still hanging from his cock and balls. They tried to look in and see what the hell it was made of.

"It can't be rope." Brian said.

Wallug realized he was being watched and got excited. The ball started twitching and swaying to the movements of his cock wiggling him around.

"Can you make out what that box thing is underneath him?" Dan asked.

They looked and they looked but none of them could figure out what it was. "It looked like he's meant to fall in that hole but what does it do?" Brian said.

Dan gave out a yawn. "Well it's late. We'll do more of this in the morning." He got up and left. Gimp joined him. The two walked out to find Mac passed out on the floor with Ed's dick in his mouth. Ed was asleep as well.

"Hay Gimp, get the camera." Dan said.

Brian stayed down in the workshop looking over his collection of stones. They had actually solved all the puzzles and Dan had repaired them with magic. He looked down at all the silhouettes of demons in pain. Gourmentious trapped in a brick, his dick forever being sucked so he could drink his own cum. Odadanus resting in a coffin flat on the ground, his cute cartoonish feet stuck out one end, his dick poked out the top, his long minotaur-like mouth grasping a rope out the other. The rope lead up to a vat suspended above him, labeled "Molten Lead." Malice also had a vat of "Molten Lead" above him. Malice was suspended by his dick as well but he was trapped in a perfectly square box. He was about to fall in side a larger box, just as Wallug was, and to the side of it was a big heavy looking brick about to fall on him. Cronosus the Mighty had a neat looking picture on his stone. Though the best looking Brian felt his torment was the weakest of them. Instead of being bound within an iron coffin or box like the others, Cronosus was bound to a stone wall in a squatting position. His dick, enormous in size, was suspended down below apparently stuck inside another stone.

Before the night ended Brian brought the runes up to his room and hung them on his wall. They sort of formed a bee comb. He sat back in his bed and beat off to them.

IV

On the fallowing morning Mac opened his eyes to big centaur dick coming down in front of two balls and leading right in his mouth. Ed's morning wood was lifting his head and part his abdomen in the air. He promptly backed out and started gagging.

Ed shook with a stir. He'd woken up with a bit of confusion.

In the next room, Gimp, Dan and Brian finished up eating breakfast. Dan had seen a lot of vagina in his day but never one that could scarf down waffles the way Gimp could. His tongue curled out licking his lips. Dan was looked at him with a bit of a smirk. Gimp was doing it on purpose to tease him. Gimp was already hard and Dan, being a sex demon was easy to turn on. Their cocks met under the table.

Brian saw they were acting gay towards one another again. He gave a swift kick with his boot to the middle of the table.

"AHHHHh!" both yelped.

"Sorry." Brian explained getting up. "Here let me get one of those runes and we can see if you can free one of them."

Before Dan could say anything Brian was already up the stairs. He looked at the clock on the wall. Brian came back down. "Okay." Dan said. "I'll try once before I go to work."

Dan "worked" at the exotic bakery around the corner. Basically he got paid to have Asian girls jerk him off so they could fill their special chocolates, and pastries with his love potion. Occasionally he'd get rented out to be inside a cake too. Guys, Girls, as long as there was sex he was down with it.

Once again down in the workshop Gimp, Dan, Brian, and Mac all gathered. Dan held the rune and pointed it out into the open field. "Uhhh???" Dan said. "You sure we want to free Venger, Red Horned Devil of Unholy Evil? That Cronosus looked like fun."

"It's the first one I grabbed." Brian said.

Dan shrugged, "Alright then."

There was a flash of light, dazzling effects of color, the humming sound filled the room. Everyone became blinded by the light. The sound of something gigantic and large hitting the ground sent a shock wave through the room toppling tables and sending everyone off their feet onto one another. The light faded away and the room became normal again.

Everyone opened their eyes to the enormous square hunk of stone that was in the room. It stood twice as tall as Brian, and about a third that of everyone else. Dan had freed Venger from the rune.

"Alright cool." Dan said. "I'll be back from work at 6 to see how this all worked out." He left.

Brian and the others circled the big rock. Mac knocked on the side. The stoke shook with a great rumbling sound fallowed by the muffled screaming of Venger within. "Emmmmmmm."

"Sounds like he's awake." Brian said.

"Uhhh," Mac said sounding unsure. "I guess let's go get some sledge hammers and get him out of there.

Gimp walked away. Mac and Brian looked to see what was the matter. He had his dildo sucker in but motioned with his hands about what time it was.

"Oh right." Mac said. "You got that Minotaur today."

Gimp left upstairs to do some stretches before his appointment. Ed was still hanging out in the torture chamber. Gimp payed no attention to him... no matter how much he really had to pee.

Dan had just filled up his first cream puff at work for the first order of the day. Taurus, the Minotaur, had a god like body. He was as tall as Dan was but clearly in a much higher weight class. Only 3% of his body was fat. He was an obsessive body builder with rock hard abs, gigantic toned out arms, a tight ass that made heads turn. His nose and mouth area was a bit wider and bigger than most Minotaurs' had. This called for an extra large nose ring that had actually been a golden door knocker to a castle at one point. His horns were big. His pectorals were jacked out and viable rock hard. His nipples were huge too though that was because he pumped them regularly. It made wearing pad locks through them so much more fun. He occasionally gave into the pleasure of milking himself. He had powerful thighs that could bend steel.

Taurus strutted out of the bakery scarfing down a Happy Ball. His hand got covered with Dan's cream and he licked his fingers. He was careful not to poke himself with the spiked bracelets he wore. His mighty hooves stomped the ground as he walked down the block and around the corner to his engagement.

Taurus's maze was under the city. He was pretty much the only one down there. Someplace in all that mess of hallways was all his gym equipment. Strapping enormous rocks to various muscle groups was his way of working out. And then of course he liked to remodel every so often when the maze became boring. It consisted of pretty big slabs of stone someone might build a pyramid out of. They were uniform in proportion and perfectly square. He hated things that were messy. Everything he did was set on a schedule pretty much.

He entered the house without knocking as he always did. He went right into the back room and was face to ass with Ed. Gimp was rotated his shoulder, flexed his neck a bit and started hopping around like a boxer would. Taurus pushed Ed's ass out of the way and immediately charged. Gimp swiftly dodged and Taurus crashed into the wall.

Brian had hit the brick with his sledge hammer right when the slam happened upstairs. Mac and he looked baffled for a moment then realized. "Oh they must be going at it up there." There was another slam. "Yah that's him." They went back about their business.

Ed was freaking the hell out. He didn't know there was a big Minotaur in the room, only that something huge was rushing past him creating huge wafts of air. The slamming sound was loud as can be. It kept happening over and over again. For one moment Gimp was hiding behind him. Taurus circled with that enraged look in his eye. He was snorting heavily and pumping off steam. Minotaurs naturally heated the rooms they stood in but now that he was all worked off the heat bellowed off him.

Taurus rushed behind Ed shoving him out of the way as he charged in a turn after Gimp. He lost his footing and slid towards the corner. Ed was swinging around out of control a bit and freaked out by the massive hand that pushed his ass. Something about thinking 'It Touched Me' caused him to start pissing himself.

Taurus had already started his charge to see and his hoof splashed through the stream as he rushed at Gimp. SLAM!

Gimp had dodged him again.

Taurus didn't turn around as quickly this time. He pushed himself back away from the wall. With his great big hands touched his head. He fell back on his ass then laid on the floor. A moment later he went spread eagle. There was only the sound of Ed pissing away on the floor.

Gimp walked up when he thought it was safe. He uncorked the cock in his mouth. "You finished?"

Taurus was panting. He could feel his mighty heart beating blood to all parts of his body. He shook his head Yah, then rolled over on his back. He spread out as though he were a Minotaur skin rug.

Gimp replugged his mouth and started walking on Taurus's back. He was extra sure to stomp out any tough spots. Taurus rolled his eyes with delight to the massage he was getting. Gimp was a little bit shorter than Taurus was, not including the horns. Though out of his weight class he was heavy enough to really press down into all his muscles to get the kinks out. Gimp was doing body slams into his lower back. There was some pain involved but was good in the end.

Gimp loved doing this. Taurus was like one great big giant teddy bear. He was covered in a thin layer of soft brown fuzz and seriously wanted to snuggle with him sometime.

Something that got in the way of their relationship was Taurus's dick. Though not longer than either of the giants it was just to thick for anything more than a hands on relationship. When fully erect it still made up a tenth of his total body mass and rivaled his head in size. His nuts were huge too. They were a size between a soft ball and basket ball.

Gimp put his arm around Taurus's neck to give him the sleeper hold. A little strangle play turned Taurus on though Gimp wasn't strong enough to put him out.

Taurus rolled over onto his back. Gimp lifted up one of the bull's legs. He got his arm around the old tree trunk and started pulling. "Guhhhhhhh!" Taurus moved slowly in that direction. After a minute or two he let it drop and the same was done to the other leg. Gimp moved up to the arms.

Taurus didn't mind the feeling of Gimps nuts against his body at all. He was growing hard now.

Having gotten a good run in and some stretching out there was one last muscle that needed working. Gimp left to go get the cowbell and cowboy had they roll played with.

Taurus rolled over and assumed the position to start mooing. Then he realized Ed was still hanging there in the room. Gimp was down in the workshop and got a little side tracked from the progress Mac and Brian had made. Taurus's cock was erect and waiting. Being a Minotaur he was naturally impulsive.

Ed could hear something big and large crawling toward him. He'd gotten excited from all the commotion and could feel the heavy breath emanating out Taurus's nostrils. The breathing moved up toward his nuts. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before. This beast must have been huge. He herd it getting up on it's feet. Two mighty hands grabbed around his waist. The tip to a penis touched his ass. Ed's eyes lit up. It was huge.

'Hole-E-Shit' Ed thought to himself.

Ed's ass opened up wider and wider. The pain started setting in. He loved being fucked up the ass by big dicks but this was way to wide to be enjoyed. It felt like he was a virgin all over again. Taurus pushed Ed forward so he was mid swing, and started thrusting him up in the air. Gravity did it's thing and Ed fell back down.

Ed had started tearing up from the pain of his ass being widened out. He'd started bleeding.

Gimp, Mac, and Brian all headed up from the workshop. Apparently the cow bell and hat had fallen under a pile of coats from the brick. As for Mac and Brian, they needed a break anyway and thought Taurus would be up to take a swing for them. The three of them opened the door to the sight of Ed coming at them with a giant Minotaur dick up his ass, two beefy balls between two big hairy Minotaur legs.

The three quickly jumped up to stop him. "No No Not for you!" Mac yelled.

Gimp ran behind Taurus and kicked out his legs. He fell forward, his dick having acted like a plunger, blood and 'stuff' smeared against his chest as his knees hit the ground.

"Fuck man!" Mac said. Ed was screaming up a storm. Gimp roped the cowbell around Taurus's neck and pulled him fumbling out up to the bathroom. "Brian," Mac yelled, "grab a mop and clean this up!"

"But I-"

"You fucking do it!" Mac yelled.

Brian left to get the mop. Ed and he were alone. Mac licked his fingers and quietly pressed them on Ed's nipples. "Hay you." he said in a calming voice. "Awww Sugar, did that big bull hurt your ass?"

Ed leaned his head back and thrust it right at Mac's four head.

He took a few concussed steps backward before falling on his ass right in the pee. His nose was bleeding. "Awww Fuck!"

Ed had thought this was some kind of pay back for not letting go of Mac's dick earlier.

V

Gimp and Taurus had a fun game of scrub the Minotaur. Tub time was entertaining. All of him didn't fit in the bathtub so his two legs hung out over the side. Gimp's suit was waterproof. Taurus needed a good scrubbing anyhow.

Brian cleaned the torture room though he didn't like one bit of it. Mac had taken Ed down and stuffed his ass up cotton and an ice bag. He was propped up on the couch in the living room.

After an hour or so, tub time was over, finally, and Taurus came lumbering down the steps. The sound of a cowbell dinged as he walked. Mac had already spoken to him about helping out.

Down in the workshop much of the stone had already been chipped away. The tip of Venger's cock compartment poked out the front. They handed Taurus a novelty over sized hammer, (actually designed and intended for creatures his size). "Now try not to hit that." Brian said indicating the armored dick. "I already did it one and he sure didn't like that."

Taurus took note of this as lined up his shot with the chest area. He gave a tremendous blow sending the rock sliding back several feet. Huge hunks of it chipped off. The chest plate to the armor area was now clearly visible as were hunks of the top shoulder areas.

Brian wanted to get in and take a look at the strange designs and markings etched into the armor. Mac was quick to pull him back though. Taurus slammed the hammer into the side. WHAMMMM! He wasn't one to take breaks. WHAMMMM! Huge chunks of stone flung off it now and at last every bit of stone was cleared.

The gang gazed at the intricate designs of what was clearly an Iron Maiden. It wasn't a suit of armor at all but rather a person shaped cage with spikes lining the insides. As the doors were closed shut the spikes forced their way into the body. As they realized each little circle imperfection was likely a spike the portion housing his dick looked all the more horrifying. Vengers Horns poked up out the head piece.

"Yeash." Taurus said. "I'd hate to be that guy." Tossing the hammer to the wall he turned around to leave. "I did my part. Let me know how it all turns out." On his way out he tied the cowbell around Ed's nick and winked at him.

In the interest of time we'll forgo the discovery of the spikes actually being barbed and the horrifying descriptions of removing them one by one from Venger's body. They'd broken off the sides from years of his struggling.

The Iron Maiden was empty. There was a mountainous amount of detail the kind artists put into their work from years of torment.

Venger lay in a fetal position in the corner of the room. Everyone could hear his breathing in the room. Deciding it was rude to look the three of them left him along for a while. Before leaving they hauled the Iron Maiden and adjoining piece for his cock up to the boiler room. They crafted metal occasionally and had a full setup for working iron.

Venger fidgeted as though he could still feel the pain of the spikes within his body. It was as though hundreds of cockroaches were running over him.

An hour or two passed. The itchy pain of spikes impaling him, rubbing against his bones, it was gone. He had stopped fidgeting. And for the first time in 10,000 years he opened his eyes. They were solid gold.

Venger was taller than Taurus was. He wasn't as strong but fell into a weight class between Taurus and the Others. He had two immense black hooves that naturally seemed to stomp against the ground as he walked. His footsteps were like the sound of clanking metal. His skin was a brilliant red color. He was dotted with hundreds of scars from where the spikes had been. He was just about everything one thought about they they thought of the devil. His gold eyes didn't have separate pupils or cornea, they were simply orbs of gold. It implied a certain soulless-ness about him. His black horns were great big and worthy of any hunter's wall, they were masculine looking and made him seem much taller.

Brian couldn't resist the temptation to go down and see how Venger was doing. The darkness of the workshop seemed somehow darker as he went down the stairs. Getting all the way down he cautiously looked over at an empty corner where a Venger had laid. There was a moment of dread as he looked around into the darkness. Venger wasn't anywhere to be seen, there was only the outlines of shadows to various stuff stored in the room.

The boiler room door was open. Brian walked over to it. He herd the fire roaring. Normally it took a few hours for the boiler to get hot enough to melt metal but something about Venger's presence caused the flame to burn red hot. The boiler room glowed red hot. Brian looked in at the silhouette of Venger standing toward a wall of flame to the open incinerator. Fire rushed up the wall drawing Venger perfectly. Inside the incinerator was the crumbling mass that was the Iron Maiden he wore for all those years. It glowed from the heat and slowly caved in on itself. Brian backed away and went back up the stairs. He was still unsure if this was the right thing to do.

VI

"Ohh boy what a hard day at work." Dan yawned scratching his nuts. He walked in through the front door, took a seat on the couch next to Ed and propped his feet up on the table. Looking over at the ice bag in Ed's ass he said. "What happened to you?"

Ed sighed.

"Taurus tried fucking him." Mac explained.

"Ouch!" Dan said. "Can't say I've been there." He changed the channel from 'The Anal Porn Network' over to the new reality show 'Wax My Balls!' Somehow the memory of freeing Venger, Red Horned Devil of Unholy Evil had been jerked out of him.

Gimp was finishing up dinner in the kitchen area behind the living room. Minutes later the guys all sat down for dinner. Mashed potatoes, buttered rolls, baked beans and hot dogs. None of which was pleasant to watch Gimp shove in his mouth. Though Dan found the hot dog entertaining. Gimp purposely got two for a reason. Once again their dick met under the table.

Mac had unstrapped Ed's mouth and removed the carrot. Ed quickly gasped out and moved his jaw around. Mac held the hot dog out in front of him. "Yah where the fuck were you this morning with my breakfast? Murrrmph!" Mac shoved the food in his mouth.

"Quite your bitching."

A moment passed as they realized Mac stopped walking toward the table. He was looking at the doorway. Everyone slowly turned unassumingly toward Venger. He had been standing there unnoticed it seemed for a while.

Dan scarfed down the bit of food in his mouth. "Oh yah, how's that going?"

Venger's gaze locked onto Dan. He walked closer to him for a better inspection. "Your horns." He said in a commanding voice. Dan looked up at him. "They are so tiny."

Dan had no idea what to say. "Uhhh."

Venger grabbed his chair, pulled it out and lifted him in a standing position. Dan's dick smeared up against the table and flopped up fully erect.

Venger looked down at him and then it. He stroked one finger up Dan's shaft. "You use this to kill your enemies?"

Dan busted out laughing. Everyone but Venger was kind of grinning.

"No, Naw man." Dan said bashfully.

Venger observed everyone was snickering. "You are a breeding caste then."

Dan thought about it. "Fuck yah. Hehehe."

Mac was covering his mouth trying not to laugh. Oh My God, he thought, is this guy really in our hours. His voice was so effing deep and menacing. The kind of stuff children hear in their darkest nightmares.

"Whahhhh!" sounded from the television.

Venger turned to watch as the TV. The announcer came on. "And we'll be back with more 'Wax My Balls!' after this."

"People are still tortured I see." Venger said.

"Heh," Brian said, "Yah if you still count the commercials."

Venger wasn't familiar with the term.... or what a TV was for that matter. "Where are the dark forces of this Dungeon? I shell need to reenlist to the Lord of Evil Operations."

Mac lost it. "Hahahahahha!"

Venger grabbed him by the throat lifted him off the ground bashed him against the wall. "Fool, You think I am not worthy!" Steam bellowed from his eyes.

Mac was still attempting to laugh through the choking sensation. This was all to much for him to handle.

"Hay hay hay!" Brian said. He and Gimp rushed over to pull Venger away. Brian burnt his hand instantly from touching him. "Ahhhhh!" He jumped back.

Finally Venger let Mac down. Everyone was just looking at him.

"Ummm," Brian said rushing over to the sink. "Give me just one sec. I'll get my book and it will explain everything."

He washed his hands and the two went upstairs.

Brian rushed to his little book shelf for, "The Secrete Life of Nom Pal."

While he searched Venger was enchanted by the other runes. 'This Ogre,' he thought, "in his early 20's had collected and restored these runes containing demons and he simply hung them on his wall, adorned like fine art work.' He walked over to one containing Wallug. The mirror activated without so much as a spark. Wallug suddenly grew excited again. Not only was the window activated again but he was looking at a flesh and blood demon!

Brian turned to Venger. "Here it is!"

The rune containing Wallug had the silhouette showing. Venger was actually standing several feet away. He handed the book to Venger.

Venger read common very well along with several other languages. Unable to put it down Venger stayed there in Brian's room reading. At first he snarled at the proposed idea that The Dark and Powerful Nom Pal was secretly a horny old masochistic who went down in history as one of the greatest Warlocks that ever lived. The fact he covered up the runes from ever happening before he died though was a threatening notion. How his tortures became more focused on the cock and balls. The book hesitated to show examples of this but there they were in front of him adorned on Brian's wall. Venger once again felt the pain of spikes in his dick. He activated Gourmentious's window and watched as cum spewed out of his dick through a tube that went right into his mouth. He finished reading the book. It was mostly drawings anyhow. The author seemed just as perverted as Nom Pal himself.

Venger thought quietly to himself. "The only reason I'm out here now is because some asshole employee took the careful time to use a chisel instead of the grinding machine." He looked deep within the wall of all the runes. "The others lay shattered in dust to hide Nom Pal's fetish of torturing demons." Brian had gone back to the shop and bought an hour glass, it sat beside his bed now. Venger picked it up. "Fools toying with forces they can't comprehend using the dust so they can beat off better at night." He turned it over to let the sand pour down. He remembered back to the passion and care taken that must have been painstaking to achieve and craft into the Iron Maiden. "Nom Pal designed it." He examined the hour glass. The care for details was there for sure.

There was a dark moment where Venger realized the book was right. Just down the road there was a little shop with a recently discovered storage room filled with hour glasses of dust that had no chance, even if such a thing were possible once an eon, of reforming themselves. An entire room of 100,000 demons locked forever in bondage having their balls beaten so the old man could jerk off one last time. The book had mentioned he died of a heart attack in his own bed. His room was adorned with a private collection of his favorite runes, which were destroyed only after his death. "Nom Pal turned the dark army of demons into his own private porn collection." Venger shattered the hour glass in his hand.

He watched angrily at the wall of runes straining for a reason not to do the same thing to each of them. This was all pointless, everything was pointless. It's now that he felt something he hadn't felt in 10,000 years, only it wasn't rage. The dust from the hour glass had landed all over his leg. There was a tingling sensation. He could sense the demon within it's mist. It was a soothing sensation. He reached down for the pile of sand on the floor and pulled it up. Though not looking with his eyes he could see the demon, hear it's thoughts, sense it's pain and what it was going through. It wasn't so much watching a porn but living it, being there in the room while it happened.

Closing his eyes he could see the demon there. His body was bound within an iron box. It was attached to a platform with no means to tipping over. The demon's head poked out a hole in the top while his cock and balls, swollen from years of being beaten, hung out a hole in the front. A machine to the side had a flogger attached to it and would randomly smack his dick right at the tip. "AHHHHHH!" he yelled. A second flogger spun to randomly hit him in the nuts. "AHHHHHH!"

There in the void the demon looked out to see Venger's image. As Venger rubbed the powder over his body he became more visible. The flogger smacked his penis. "AHHHHHH." As the demon felt pain Venger was overwhelmed with pleasure that emanated from the dust. The flogger hit his balls. "AHHHHHH!" Venger trembled with delight. He was aroused. The flogger kept beating him and beating him. Venger ran to the bathroom in the house, unable to escape the image in his head. He knelled over the bathtub. Cum gushed out of him for the first time in 10,000 years. He yelled out a haunting demonic scream. The entire house hold and several blocks over herd the howling scream of Venger in the bathroom.

Venger had laid in the tub grasping his mouth shut. The dust had only washed away from where his cum had dripped down. He laid there crouched down, with two hooves against the wall. The horns on his head tapped against the wall behind. The image of the demon getting a real good cock flogging couldn't be removed from his head. Venger was stuck between worlds. The flogging demon image was overlapped with that of his own cock gushing out onto his chest.

After an hour there was a knocking at the door. "Everything good?" Brian asked. "You know how a shower works right?"

Something about Brian's intrusion broke the trance. Venger suddenly realized the tub had been plugged all along and he wallowed in a pool of his own cum. He'd wallowed in worse fluids before and slowly lowered his head his head into the muck. A while later he just bathed there looking. All that remained of the flogged demon now floated in the pool of cum.

'Nom Pal truly was wise beyond his years.' Venger thought to himself. Having been a demon all his life butchering the souls of the innocent, he'd never actually given any time toward pleasuring himself much. He dwelled on this fact and unplugged the drain. He turned the water on to wash it down.

The image of the demon drained away from Venger's mind. His memory spiraled down the drain until it was gone for good.

In the middle of the night Venger found himself completely dry. Making as little noise he got up and crept down the stairs. He could sense Brian beating off to the runes on the wall. Mac was snoring away in his room. Downstairs he watched from the shadows.

Dan and Gimp had rehung Ed up in the torture room.

"Awww Yah!" Dan exclaimed taunting Ed with his fire hose. Ed's eyes were fixed as Dan twirled his cock around drawing circles in the air. He was hypnotized. "Ohhh I know you want this inside of you, real bad. It's a shame what happened with Taurus though. Tonight was gonna be the night I finally stuck it in yah."

Gimp was down on all fours facing the wall to the left of Ed. "Well," Dan said, "I guess I'll just have to fuck Gimp here instead. Dan lined his dick up with Gimp's ass slowly slid it in.

Ed's mouth was bound. He moaned out in protest waving his body all around. As Dan fucked Gimp, Ed got a hard on. Venger watched and studied this. It was turning him on too but it was mostly the thought of what Ed was going through that did it. Gimp taking Dan's 5 foot long sub up his ass seemed down right timid.

VII

On the fallowing morning everyone sat down at the breakfast table. Things were a little cramped especially under the table. All the guys had to make room for one more raging hard on. There wasn't much to talk about.

"Yah know," Dan said. "how bad could it have really been in there?"

Venger's soulless gold eyes were unmoved but anyone with half a brain knew they focused on Dan.

"I mean compared to some of these others," his mouth was full, "you had it pretty easy in there." Dan was implying some kind of a joke but failed miserably on Venger who was now clenching a fist under the table.

"Having a dick up your ass isn't all bad. Hell I take Gimp's sausage every now and then. I know the suit of armor must have hurt but you were basically in solitary confinement. Just nothing to do but sit there really."

Venger got up from the table hiding the regression Dan's words stirred up. Before their crafting Venger's anatomy had been carefully studied so that every spike and it's barbs would do the maximum amount of pain.

Rather than striking Dan as everyone expected, Venger turned around and went down into the workshop. No one followed him but they could tell he wanted to be along. After a while they could hear tools hammering away.

Mac said, "Probably needs to work off some steam."

Dan looked bashful, "Yah think I should go apologize? Thought he'd get a kick out of it."

Mac put a hand on his shoulder, "Nah let him work it off a bit."

After breakfast was over everyone went off to do their own thing. Brian stared at his wall of runes. He'd learned how to activate the mirrors with a simple touch. He was studying the pain of each one. It wasn't awkward for him at all to have a few demons looking at him and the demons didn't mind either until he pulled his dick out and started masturbating to them.

Mac and Gimp played video games.

Dan watched the game a little but felt bad about how insensitive he'd been. He wanted to make the point that some of the others probably had it worse.

Finally after dinner, he sucked it up, and went to see Venger. He was putting the final touches on something he had been busy building all day. He'd clearly melted down some spare iron from the boiler room too. Dan watched as he blew fire out his mouth like a welding torch, he seemed like he was about to start on glass work.

"Uhh." Dan said shyly.

Venger realized he was there. He got up slowly and turned around to face him. 'This weak excuse for a demon!' Venger thought to himself. 'Having the time of his life while I spent 10,000 Years Bleeding Inside Some Rock! What kind of a name is Dan for a demon anyway!'

The hidden thoughts of anger rushed through his vanes and got his blood pumping again. Dan was talking, but the words didn't sink in. All he could see was 'this pitiful Fuck who's dick with a bigger dick than his. No drive what so ever to bring about the End of Days! No you're content to fuck and party for all eternity!'

.... and I just want to say, I'm sorry," Dan finished his heartfelt speech.

There was an awkward pause. "So want to show me what you're building there?"

Venger shook his head yes.

Dan approached and Venger placed his arm around his shoulder. "It feels kind of like this." Venger said attempting a calm voice. He positioned Dan appropriately with a thick sheet of metal. Reaching down he grabbed the base of Dan's cock and force him to lift a leg over it to bring it between his legs. Dan was somewhat used to being man handled and went with it. "Someone's always got you by the balls." Venger lined up the base of Dan's cock with a groove in the metal. Dan had to lean forward as far as he could to deal with the angle, otherwise it hurt like hell. He stretched the base of his cock out right, and got it in, but only after Dan got up on his tippy toes. Venger attached a half circle of metal that acted like a cock ring and attached Dan's dick to the lower piece. Venger reached out and grabbed the upper part. It had a curved bottom too and fit perfectly with the other half. Large industrial sized screws, dipped in cement screwed in at odd angles to help fuse the two together.

Dan felt awkward. His cock was pulled back between his legs and threw some hole that may as well have been a surf board for all he knew. The odd angle gave him an instant erection. As Venger walked off Dan quickly reached back to hold it up right. He was straining to keep balanced on his toes.

Venger came back with a wad of socks to stuff in Dan's mouth. He then went behind Dan and kicked him in the nuts to the ground. "EMMMMM!" Dan fell forward trying not to flatten out, the ending pose was basically him with his ass in the air. He'd started tearing up. Venger placed a hoof right up next to Dan's balls and pushed with all his might. Dan succumbed to his weight and flattened out completely. "EMMMMM!" he went from the strain on his cock.

Dan's hard on went the entire distance of the lower half of metal. Tiny groves lining each side allowed Venger to attach wire netting covered in small pointed ends over the full length of his cock. Dan's nuts were left exposed.

Venger flipped him over. Dan's eyes lit up as he lay on his nuts. "EMMMMMM." he kicked and reached out lift his body up.

Venger was holding a large roll of cloth soaked in a fast drying material. He grabbed Dan's legs and wrapped them together.

Dan had spit out the socks. "Okay dude! You can stop now! I get it! Ahhh!" Venger's shifting weight pressed harder on Dan's nuts as he rolled forward.

"Cross your arms." Venger said letting off Dan's nuts.

Dan still had tears in his eyes. He crossed his arms and raised up some so Venger could mummify him properly. The roll went around Dan's waist first and then came back to attach each arm individually before giving the whole chest a once over.

Venger reinserted the socks before finishing with Dan's head. He coiled it up around all his hair and did his horns individually for the sheer fun look of it. He made two eye holes with one claw and lined it up correctly. Nose holes came next so he'd have air to scream with.

Venger stood up to gaze at his masterpiece. Dan was still leaning up right to relieve the pain from his cock but still balancing to stay off his nuts.

Dan had calmed down now that he'd been mummified. He expected any second now the guys were all going to pop out from behind the boxes and have a good laugh.

Instead Venger lifted him up and marched over to an iron coffin he'd been working on all day. Rather than a flat surface inside, it was curved for a perfect fit with the piece of metal Dan was attached to. Venger lined him up perfectly. Dan murmured "M-oh Eon't rop re! Ron't Rrop Re!" Emmmmmm!"

Dan slammed down into the coffin. "EMMMMMMMMMM!" His eyes lit up to the jolt of pain. His nuts were flattened! He could tell!

The noises and the screams could be herd in the living room upstairs. Gimp and Mac were to busy playing games and jerking the other off. "What was that?" Mac asked. Gimp shrugged his shoulders. The two kept playing.

The entire coffin teetered forward and back again. The bottom of it was also curved. Struggling with the pain, he caused it to rock. Each rocking sensation he felt his nuts rolling out flatter, the dull barbed netting on his dick wasn't so much sharp as it was itchy as hell. Part of him wanted to rock more so the mesh would scratch it but that only caused more itching. After fidgeting for three minutes or so he come to a happy medium. There was Venger smirking over him.

Venger dragged over the lid. It weighed more than the iron coffin itself and Venger had to drag one end along the ground. It seemed to move and sway somewhat on it's own. "Now let me explain what torment really is." He said catching his breath. "Torment is when you realize some poor fuck is getting paid to dream up and put you through this shit! Some poor fuck!" he spat out now with rage, "got paid to design this shit. And some other poor fuck got paid to build it! And nowhere down the line does anyone ask 'Is this the Right Thing to Do?"

Dan's head shivered left and right.

"But worst of all. YOU get until the end of time to dwell on the fact that That! Poor fuck... Was Me! And how I designed a lid with a hollow cavity inside it. And inside that hollow cavity there is an enormous, heavy, fucking magnetic brick! And built into the sides are two more heavy fucking magnets!

Venger lifted one side on top of the coffin over Dan's legs. After catching a breath he lifted the other side up over Dan's up right torso and let it drop. Dan strained to push the weight up with his chest but was loosing fast. Venger stomped his great big hoof down on the lid sending Dan flat against the board inside. The force of this mighty heave caused the magnet in the middle to shift forward. The coffin swung back putting Dan's head toward the floor. "Emmm!" he shrieked from rolling over his nuts. Venger let up. The magnet inside was repelled by the one at that end and bolted up the other way. It found the happy middle ground right about where Dan's knees were but the weight caused that end to fall. The coffin swung forward. "Emmm!" shrieked Dan, and he felt the spines itching into his cock. "Emmmm!" Now leaning forward the magnet continued towards his feet. The other magnet sent it firing in the other direction. The weight shifted once again.

Venger stopped the repetition and sat on the lid listening to Dan going nuts with pain inside. He went to work dipping enormous screws in concrete before screwing them into place. The lid became as air tight as possible. Demons don't actually breath air, but they use it to talk. He'll be screaming for a long long time.

Venger got off the coffin and the perpetual motion continued. An awkward amount of time passed. And finally Dan herd the sound of Venger's massive hoof slam right about where his face would be. Dan could hear Venger faintly through the lid. "Do you understand what I went through now?" he said grudgingly.

"EEMMMMMMM!" Dan moaned out, knocking his head against the lid in case he couldn't hear. Dan realized how hard it was to move now. The cloth he was rapped in was drying to the consistency of a hospital cast.

"Good." And with that Venger added the icing on the cake. With his finger nail he carved into the lid "Do Not Disturber" fallowed by a :)

Killing two birds with one stone Venger grabbed the rune he'd been imprisoned in. He held it up to Dan's coffin, which was now in motion. And zapped Dan inside it. The space where he'd been in the room was now vacant. Within the window of the rune stone Venger looked though and gave a satisfied smirk to Dan's coffin rocking away to the light scream every time it leaned forward.

"Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmmm!" "EMMMMM!"

Satisfied to see the magical magnet working he let the window close. The silhouette of a coffin with a curved edge etched itself in the window's place. The message on the lid was clearly readable.

Do Not

Disturber

:)

With that Venger tightened his grip on the rune. Over a table he crushed the stone into dust.

A little while later Brian entered the workshop. "You and Dan have a little chat?"

"Yep." Venger said sweeping dust into an hour glass. He took great care to carefully get each piece.

"You know where he is by chance?"

"Yep." Venger said.

"Well where is he?" Brian asked.

Venger put the lid on the hour glass and welded it shut with his mouth. "Oh he needed sometime to think. He doesn't want to be disturbed."

"Oh I hope you weren't to harsh on him."

"He was smiling when he left."

Venger walked toward the exit, and handed Brian the hour glass. "You should have this."

"Oh Wow, you blow this yourself! Thank you! I'll put it by my bed."

Brian turned it over and watched as the sand flowed through to the lower part. For some reason he was really turned on by it.

VIII

Venger had slept on the couch in the living room. Brian woke him up the next morning. "Hay I'm going back down to the hour glass shop. Wana come?"

Venger stirred. He'd dreamed of that demon getting his dick flogged. He up and the two left.

Gimp was supposed to have another meeting with Taurus that day. Dan was no where around so in the mean time he entertained Ed with a morning wood suck. In the other room the phone rang and Mac answered it. "No Dan's not here, you mean he isn't at work either? Hmm that's 40 minutes late, he didn't sleep here last nigh. Hang on I'll call our Wolf friend maybe he can track him down."

Mac hung up the phone, "Hay Gimp, Dan didn't show up to work." Gimp had his mouth full at the moment and simply gave the thumbs up sign. "Right." Mac said, "You stay here in case he comes back." Mac left.

Down the road Mac passed by the exotic pastry store where Dan worked. Taurus was inside complaining to management about the odd taste of his Happy Ball. "What the hell do you call this shit!?"

"It's vanilla cream sir."

Taurus snorted in confusion. "Well who the fuck eats that!?"

He charged out of there muttering how the day was ruined.

Arriving at the house, Taurus walked in as he normally did. He and Gimp went along with the whole charging thing again. Ed was spectating. Every time Taurus charged and slammed into the wall he'd ring the cowbell and twirl his tassel around attempting to shout 'Olay.' Taurus rolled his eyes and occasionally shot Ed an angered look. Ed was clearly grinning behind under the mask.

After the charging was over Taurus got down on all fours. Gimp got up on his back and road him around the room a little. Ed was still clanking his little cowbell cause he knew it pissed him off. Gimp had Taurus by the horns and motioned to him where to go. Finally they stopped in the middle of the room and he dismounted.

Taurus got up and Gimp assisted him in putting on a strength training harness they'd made especially for him. It was like a bondage harness but way more straps and pockets all over the place to be filled with lots of weights. Gimp started loading it on filling and buttoning each pocket. Taurus loved slowly feeling it become harder and harder to move. Once his legs were done he couldn't help but take a few steps around. His steps became louder and more forceful.

Gimp brought in a table and stool big enough to support him. Before adding the weights to his upper body, Gimp brought in two devices. One was full of Muscle Man Chow and pumped through a hose into Taurus's mouth. The other had a huge attachment that went over Taurus's dick to suck the cum out of him. Gimp turned both devices on while he went to get more weights.

Taurus fidgeted his hooves to the sensation. He just sat there a while munching away on the flavorless health food slop being pumped into his mouth. Cum started pumping out of him down into the machine where it started filling up large water cooler-like jug.

About ten minutes later the food was all gone and the large jug was a fourth away from being full. Taurus removed the hose from his mouth and stretched out. He got up from his stool scratching a bare spot on his back. Gimp was tapping his foot, arms crossed, staring at him. Taurus was confused. "What?"

Gimp pointed at the not quite full yet jug of cum.

"Oh." Taurus sat back down. Finally the machine dinged and the sucking stopped.

Gimp unhooked it and carefully put a cork on the jug. Later he'd put it down in the cooler for safe keeping. Taurus never understood what they did with the stuff. He had no idea they sold it to cattle ranchers as grade-A stuff and that he'd pretty much had been fathering the burger industry in six counties.

Gimp removed the cowbell from Ed's neck. He walked over to Taurus who did not lean down. "Guhhh I ain't wearing that thing." He said turning his head away.

Gimp tied the ribbon around Taurus's nuts as tightly as he could with a surgeon's knot and doubled over. Taurus looked down at what he was doing and started to blush. He walked a few steps thinking it would just come undone and fall off. The cowbell chimed as his nuts swung against it. Ed snickered.

Taurus was beat read.

Gimp lead him down into the workshop. There was a trap door down there that lead right into the maze. Gimp was kind enough to get the door for him. He had all the animation of a world class butler. Taurus jumped down. A short twenty foot fall later he slammed into the ground. Looking up he waved good bye and began running. Gimp waved back and listened a bit as the sound of the cowbell clomped, clomped, clomped, and clomped.

Brian was holding Venger's hand. "This is it up ahead."

Venger though was enchanted by something. He recognized this place. The shop was brand new of course but the cave in had occurred just up ahead. There was once a mighty castle here.

"Venger?"

He marched on down the road. It was a dead end and the tiles not even paved. They fallowed the face of the wall down some and they found a small alcove. It was hidden away and opened up into a cave. Venger tightly squeezed himself inside. Brian had an easier time fallowing. Venger gave off a small amount of red light which illuminated the room for Brian's benefit. This room had clearly once been part of a castle.

Dust lay everywhere on the ground. Cobwebs scattered the ceiling, support beams busted through the walls with parts of rock. Farther in water dripped from stalactites. It was like the mountain was slowly eating the castle. The uneven stone seemed to rip out of the centuries old tile. Farther down there were actual lanterns and lights set up. Recently added mining equipment lay about with safety ropes setup. They were the result of a mining expedition from some other entrance. Brian and Venger avoided it.

They came upon a vast open room. It looked to be a library of some kind. As Venger illuminated the vast chamber he saw there were no books on the shelves but rather hour glasses.

"Golly." Brain said.

It was a huge circular room with a domed ceiling. They walked down the main isle toward the middle. Venger was tall enough that he could reach the top row but Brian clearly needed a ladder. Uncleaned dust covered hour glasses were as far as the eye could see. There were a 100,000 or more easily.

At the end of each isle there was a letter written in old demonic. Brian couldn't read it but Venger knew what they meant. Nom Pal had categorized his porn collection.

Brian had wiped the dust off the glass to one. The top was empty. Breathing on the bottom he cleaned off a spot. There below lay the sand that once made a demon. He took it off the shelf and flipped it upside down. The novelty of watching sand drain was amusing for a moment. He wanted to see if it would reform the rune it once was. The sand poured in it's random pattern and clearly wasn't forming anything. The thrill of knowing he was holding onto a small universe where some big beast had probably been getting it up the ass aroused him. He looked around at the fucked up nature of the room he was in. An entire otherworldly meaning that only a hand full of people would ever understand. To the average person, Nom Pal simply had an affinity for keeping time. Brian put the hour glass back on the shelf. The sound of it's sand pouring could be herd all the way at the other end of the isle.

Venger was along elsewhere in the library. He picked up an hourglass from the shelf and pressed it to his four head. Now between his horns he could gaze into the unseen. Within it a Demon was bound and gagged within a metal box, his swollen dick poked out the middle of one side. This wouldn't have been that bad had he not been stuck on an escalator. Magic prevented it from breaking down ever. Venger watched and listened to the screaming demon as he rose the escalator up. He'd become perched on a step. Upon hitting the top of the universe though the step below him collapsed and sent him tumbling down to the bottom again. The motion of the steps made it a long journey. Eventually he got stuck perched on another step. "Emmmmmm." he breathed out in relief. Venger returned it to the shelf. He didn't bother turning it over.

He grabbed another one farther down. Gazing inside he saw two large rectangular blocks. The two swung back and forth hitting one another stuck in perpetual motion. The Demon had been sealed inside the one to the right. His dick stuck out the hole and was constantly getting squished between the two rocks. He put it glass back, also not bothering to turn it over.

Changing isles he found a glass where the Demon's dick was so long he'd been mummified with it. A tight knot was tied around his bulbous nuts. His cute little demon feet hung out the side of his wrappings and he hung upside down, suspended by the excess cock. It was actually kind of boring to see him just hanging there, but his dick was impressive all the same. Such demons were past Venger's time. This must have been the start of when Incubi were being born.

Brian had been turning hour glasses over randomly in the place as he walked around looking for Venger. When he finally found him Venger looked a little disappointed with Brian.

Brian was stricken by the moment. On one hand these things were fragile and he probably shouldn't be touching lost artifacts. On the other though they housed demons and surely Venger wanted to free his friends, right?

They moved out of the library. An adjoining room was clearly some sort of torture chamber. In the corner Venger stared at what looked like meat grinder. He walked over to it. He could sense memories lost in time. Visions of Ogres in bondage toiling away. Huge stacks of runes being stashed on the table. Another guy feeding them into the grinder one by one. The dust caking up on the grinding spikes. Another rune is tossed in before cleaning it. The caked dust now has the slight colors of both stones. Down farther some idiot is simply smashing runes two at a time to make his shift go longer. An hour glass is put under the table but also above a larger trash can. An Ogre give only three quick brush strokes to the glass. Half of what he swept ended up in the trash anyhow, there still lay loads of crumbs on the table. Venger could sense the pain and agony from the demons who's dust mostly ended up filling the cracks in the floor. Almost no care was given.

Brian and Venger left. Neither of them said a word to each other.

After dinner, Mac and Fang, his Wolf friend, came in.

"Any luck?" Brian asked.

"No." Mac groaned.

Fang a great big blue Wolf man that walked up on two really big paws. They were great big floppy feet, the kind of thing foot fairies go nuts for. His fur was long and pointed. Mac unleashed him and rolled it up on the back of the door knob. He stretched out.

While everyone talked about where they'd looked and could look tomorrow, Venger went up stairs. He went into Brian's room.

There beside his bed on the table was the hour glass he'd smashed Dan's rune into. Venger held it up to his head and gazed inside. Dan was still rocking away at a steady pace.

"Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmmm!" "EMMMMM!"

Venger grinned. His voiced echoed in so Dan could hear it. "And how are you enjoying an eternity of torment?"

"EMMMMMMMM!" Dan cried out.

"Just think." Venger said. "That has only been the first twenty four hours. Muahahhahahah!" He shook the hour glass in his hand before turning it upside down.

Shockwaves rushed through the room and Dan's coffin rocked even faster.

"EMMEMEMEMMEMMEEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEM!!!!!!"

Venger watched as his little iron cradle rocked on hyper drive. "Night night." He said.

He returned the hour glass to it's place. The sand poured down into the lower chamber. Little flakes bounced all around the bottom as the pointed mound slowly formed. It was already apparent it wasn't going to form back into anything.

IX

Venger laid on the couch which he was to big for. Even though it was a three seater his one leg stuck down on the floor, the other propped over the side about to tip over a lamp. He was awoken by the sound of a nose sniffing frantically about. Real fast he'd caught of Fang's legs going up the stairs.

Fang sniffed curiously as if unsure about what he was smelling. It smelled like Dan but at the same time didn't. He went into Brain's room. Brian lay in his bed contorted funny with his hand in his pants, a fair sized mound of tissues lay to the side. He sniffed the floor all around finally stopping to inspect the rune stones on the wall. Fangs wet nose activated the one for Wallug.

Wallug was stirred by sound of the window opening and looked out to see a gigantic dog nose sniffing away at the window. A second later a big red tongue "Slurp!" More sniffing fallowed by Fang looking in and having a look around.

Wallug had a confused look in his great big eye. He simply hung there by his dick while the window deactivated. The light faded away and he tried to go back to sleep.

Fang's nose finally locked onto the hour glass beside Brian's bed. There was something strong about it. He sniffed good and deep. It was Dan alright... but why would sand smell like Dan??? Brian started tossing over in his sleep. Fang took the hour glass and stepped outside. He wanted to open it and sniff it some more as if waiting for his nose to solve the problem. He went downstairs not realizing that Venger was no longer on the couch anymore.

Venger crept up behind him. Fang jumped at the sight of the Demon flaring his jaws at him.

Ed was abruptly woken from his sleep. He was a sudden jolt as if the trap door to the workshop had just slammed shut. He hung there in the torture room just swinging about. His eyes studied the stillness of the room. He listened intently to make out any sounds but found there were none to hear. There was only silence. Ed quietly went back to sleep.

The next morning Mac was busy looking around. "Fang! Here Fang!" he whistled. Nothing happened. "Guhh now he's missing too." He walked around the house some. "Gimp. Brian. Any of you see Fang around?"

Everyone shook their head No.

Mac went into the torture room. "Ed you see Fang at all?"

Ed shook his head No.

Mac sighed. "Well," he examined Ed more closely. "How's your ass doing? Why don't you help me look for him." He unstrapped Ed's legs.

It was the first Ed had walked for a few days, so naturally his legs were asleep and flimsy. Mac unbound all the leather and unplugged the carrot from him. He tossed it all into the wash bin. He lowered Ed from the chains and his hooves kept him upright from there. Mac was there for him the first couple of steps while he got used to walking again. His ass was pretty well healed too.

Brian went back to the dig site to snoop around, and probably watch sand move.

Venger and Gimp sat on the couch watching cartoons. After the show though they went their separate ways.

Venger was clanging away down in the workshop while Gimp did something like yoga in the torture room. Gimp was waiting for Taurus once again. He still had time though and wondered what Venger was up to. He went down to the workshop to see what was going on.

Venger was nowhere to be found. Gimp wondered around all the metal boxes Venger had built. It was nice to finally see someone do something with all the scrap metal down here but he wondered what it was all for. Somewhere down here Venger had Fang tied up good and tight. Backing out he knocked into Venger who'd been standing behind him.

Though swift Gimp was no match for Venger. He bounded the little fuck pupped up with chains, folded him into one of the perfectly square boxes, and line his dick up with the groove. There had been a good four inches of space between the lid and lower half from the tight fit but Venger managed to stomp it shut all the same. It closed with a satisfying locking sound.

From inside Gimp raised hell tossing about. Venger let him scream it out while he walked over to get something off a table. Truth of it all was Gimp loved every minute of this. He was the type to post on the internet which abandoned factory or exit ramp he'd be tying himself to in the hopes of being raped. He had the hard on but everything and seriously didn't want it. He knew nothing about Venger but sadly that was part that turned him on. Gimp's dick rose up high above the edge of the box.

Venger returned with probably the most falic looking metal cum stopper in existence. The tip was in the shape of a veined out penis slightly smaller than Gimp's dick. Venger lined it up and assisted Gimp's dick to open and take it all in. This was quite a stretch of course. "Emmmmmmmm!" Gimp screamed. The first four inches were in. A metal ball slightly thicker made up the next two inches. "Emmmmmmmmm!" A metal ring about the same size made up the next two inches. "Emmmmmmm!" Pushing it down farther the rod grew thin again, which was still quite a stretch for his dick. The next four inches were lined with dull but itchy spikes. "Emmmmmmmm!" They itched like hell all the way down. From here the pattern repeats with a large ball, a hoop, and spike covered portion.

"And that's just the inside." Venger said.

Gimp's eyes lit up to the sensation of the inner part completing it's journey inside his nearly five foot long dick.

Venger tightened a strap around the base of Gimp's cock. It was connected to thicker belts that needed strapping all the way up every four inches that lined up perfectly with the spiked portions inside. "Emmmmmmmmmm!"

There was nothing for the balled portions as they were meant to add a bulbous look to those sections. The rings above each of them, however, had a stake driven through. The rings weren't consistently aimed in one direction. The resulting look was stakes drilled through in all random directions. "EMMMMMMMMMM!"

Gimp flopped his dick in a vane attempt beat Venger back and force all this crap out his dick. Venger grabbed hold of and worked his hands down the shaft. "You feel that little nub in the cum stopper." Gimp responded by flailing his dick once more. "That's where I welded the key that opens the box."

"Emmmmmmmmmm!" Gimp shifted his weight around in rage.

Venger work on a leather cock sheath to Gimp's dick. "I know how much you love leather." He said putting it on him. The tip was a tiny gimp mask that fit him perfectly. The mouth zipper was smiling with two eye holes sewn shut.

"Emmmmmmm!"

Before hauling him upstairs Venger rammed a stake through Gimp's nuts, skewering them together. Once he hauled the box up there he found Taurus waiting.

Venger hadn't expected a Minotaur, especially one that was a world class body builder, larger than he was to be up there.

"What are you doing there." Taurus asked stupidly.

Venger smirked. "Oh you know Gimp. He always loves getting taken advantage of. Hay help me lift him up."

Taurus reached down and hauled Gimp up into his arms. "Guhhhhh! He's heavy." Taurus said.

"Emmmmmmmmm!" Gimp howled from inside the box. His dick was flapping about in full berserk mode.

"Aww he loves you. See how he keeps wagging his tail." Venger said.

Taurus held the box in his arms watching Gimp's dick seriously wag from side to side at full speed. "Emmmmmmmm!"

Venger walked them over to the large wall shoot labeled "TRASH" Venger opened it. (It was the preferred exit of some of their customers.)

Taurus put him on the platform dick first and shoved him in. "There you go little buddy."

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" Gimp hurled down the shoot with a tremendous burst of air. Landing dick first into open trash container, the lid flapped shut from the force.

"Hehehe," Taurus laughed. "He always loved being treated like garbage."

Back up in the torture room Taurus turned to Venger. "Alright let's do this."

Venger didn't quite understand at first but the two started walking down to the workshop. Venger snickered at how backwards the world had become. In his day people didn't like being tortured much, but now it had become a small business.

Venger actually didn't have anything built for a creature so large. Thankfully there was a large walk in closet set up like a bondage clothing store.

Taurus felt odd being in there. He'd been in the workshop and boiler room sure enough but never the closet where they kept all the toys. It was like being behind the counter at some store he didn't work at. He became stricken a bit by the awe of the place.

Venger wasn't familiar with anything in here but managed to find an enormous leather straight jacket intended for Minotaurs in his size. Taurus put his arms through the internal sleeves. They crossed his chest and Venger strapped the belts that poked out the front good and tight. He found it odd how Taurus wasn't struggling to get away. Venger would very much like to torment him some more but there was something he really wanted to do today and besides he didn't have anything he liked ready anyhow.

The leather hood was shaped just like Taurus's big head. His horns slid through the special holes perfectly and they went up through a series of rubber hoops. Taurus gazed excitedly through the eye holes as Venger went to work lassoing the leather belts around his mouth. All the way at the tip there was a special belt strap that came down through his gold nose ring and looped through the other belts below his jaw.

Venger zipped the eye holes shut.

Taurus found it thrilling. Venger grabbed his dick. He loved the sensation of the demon's smooth claws rubbing against his shaft. Using it like a leash Venger walked him out. They went into the boiler room and Venger made him stand against one of the work tables. His nuts rested on the top.

Venger separated the bull's legs and shackled them with a steel leg separator. He judged that just one wasn't going to be enough to keep this guy's legs apart. He attached eight others all below the knee. Venger strummed his claw over the steel bars like a harp.

Taurus herd the sounds of something being placed on the table. Then he felt the large tube going around his dick. He sure knew what that was. Venger undid his mouth strap and inserted the other hose inside. The machine turned on giving him a full hard on.

Venger was impatient. "Maybe it's stuck." He said. "Oh I know how to get the cum out." Brandishing a large rubber mallet, he tugged Taurus's nuts out and gave them each a pound.

"GRuuuuhhhusush!" Taurus choked out. He'd never had his nuts pounded upon before but liked the way it made him feel. He fought the impulse to kick the table away.

Venger gave his nuts another pounding.

"GRUUhahahha!" Taurus's breath filled the feeding tube with cloudy condensation.

Finally the milking machine did it's job. Cum flowed out the penis tube, into the machine, where it collected into the jug... but then it drained right back out, flowed up the feeding tube and into Taurus's mouth. He started lapping up the creamy goodness and wondered where they got the recipe for Happy Ball Filling. "Yummm!" he went gulping it down.

Venger left the bull there a while. He went to grab the metal rod that had been baking away inside the incinerator.

It actually wasn't that long for Taurus to realize the pattern. Every time he came, he suddenly got a gulp of food. He'd know Happy Ball Filling was actually some dude's cum but somehow the thought of drinking his own was disgusting to him. "Guhhehhhh." He breathed out shifting around to push the table away. He shook his head about trying to remove the hose.

Venger grabbed onto the food hose and pushed it deeper in Taurus's mouth. "What's the matter?" Taurus shook his head NO. "Awwww." Venger went on. "Don't you know good cows always drink their milk?"

Venger grabbed him by the nuts. 'Oh great,' Taurus thought sarcastically. 'More hammer time.'

Venger raised the red hot brand and pressed it against Taurus's nuts. Taurus lunged back from the heat, escaping Venger's grip in the process. There was the sizzling sound and smell of burnt cow in the air. There in Taurus's nuts lay the scar tissue spelling out the word 'BITCH' perfectly.

Taurus caterpillared away from the sound of Venger walking toward him. The cum sucker was still doing it's job something powerful.

Venger herded him to the corner. Taurus felt the floor disappear under him, and finally he slipped down into the hole. "EMMMMMMM!" SLAM. He crashed into the floor of the maze. Gimp had left the trap door open from earlier.

Quickly getting to his feet Taurus righted out and promptly started hopping forward. Venger didn't bother jumping down after him. Taurus hopped right into a stone wall and fell backward on his ass. Giving out some frustrated kicks he started getting up growling out in frustration. Venger watched as he hopped in another direction through the maze, and closed the trap door. The sound of him slamming into another wall sounded fallowed by more groans.

Venger was delighted, "He'll be back."

X

Venger took note that everyone regularly ate dinner at six. That gave him about a little bit more than an hour to play around some more. He decided to take a closer look at Brian's rune collection. See if he knew anyone, sift through the ranks, that sort of thing. He brought them all down to the workshop to give himself some room.

First up was Ragance. Venger scoffed in distaste. This was the one who'd guillotined his dick off in the first hour or so. Sure he'd had all his skin removed and tailored into a full gimp bondage suit, but without a dick really what was the point? Venger freed Ragance from the Rune.

A large iron coffin stood erect before him. Built into the lid was the guillotine and there at the bottom was the blade embedded in the floor. Ragance was apparently sleeping. Venger could tell from the open eye slot. As he came around Ragance looked out to see Venger bending over to pick his penis up off the floor. There was a confused moment where Venger put his finger in the eye slot to cut open the mouth hole. Ragance opened his jaw for the first time in 10,000 years. "Uhhh thank yowwwMMMPPHH" Venger shoved his penis right in his mouth then backed away.

Ragance's eyes widened. He crossed his gaze down on the nut sack beneath his nose. Looking back out of the coffin with a confused look, he saw Venger standing there. The rune was in one hand while he waved 'bye bye' with the other.

Venger zapped Ragance back into the rune. The silhouette reappeared now with Ragance's looked big eyed and surprised with his dick in his mouth. Venger tore the rune into dust and reached for another.

Odadanus was next up. His torment was one that had to be triggered though loss of will. An iron coffin lay flat on the floor. His big floppy feet poked out two holes at one end. They were cartoon-ish looking. Each with three great big toes and a spike poking out each tip. The coffin lid was like a shallow tub with a lip going all the way around the top. Dead center, up top Odadanus's dick emerged out a hole. His nuts lay against the lid just asking for Venger to smash them with his hoof. His cock was mighty and long looking. Wedged down in the tip was a small brass key, the large loop of which hung outward. Farther down was Odadanus's mouth slot. His beast like muzzle stuck out from the lid. He could have been half wolf or minotaur by the look of it. His teeth bit down relentlessly on a rope that stretched up above the box. Fallowing it, Venger saw a large pot of glowing hot lead. A spell was probably keeping it in it's magma-like state inside the container. Should Odadanus let go of the rope the lead would spill down right on his dick. Drainage holes and grooves were impressed in the lid so the box would fill up too.

Venger got close to the mouth and strummed his finger on the rope.

"Gerrrrr." Odadanus went.

Venger raised his brow to this and continued his inspection. He knelt down and looked closer at Odadanus's dick. He blew a cold breeze on it. Upon studying the key shoved within, he realized that it would probably melt on contact with the molten lead. Venger took a finger and stroked his cock once. Being locked away for 10,000 years made a man sensitive to such things. Odadanus shivered, but his grip on the rope only tightened. This brought attention to his feet.

Venger approached them slowly. They were big and floppy. Venger's face was only 2/3 their length. He got down on his chest and faced them. For a moment or two he lay there studying them. The way they stuck out of the box, the way his toes went well past the lid of the coffin. The glowing lead was almost like the sun coming out.

Venger lowered his head down and angled his horns with the feet. Odadanus felt two soft nubs pressuring in on his footy palms. They moved about in unison as Venger rotated his head around. Odadanus wiggled his feet for him to stop. Venger smiled and did it again. Odadanus kicked him away once more. Venger got up.

Pressing one hand's worth of claws lightly against one foot he made a slow scratching motion. He did this ever so lightly. Odadanus couldn't help but wiggle his toes. Venger got the other hand involved on the other foot. Odadanus was now crossing his feet to make X's and V's with them. His fit shook compulsively to the tickling.

Murmuring started. "Uhhh, Muuuummm, muuumm..... STOP IT! Haha!" Odadanus yelled. His mouth then shrank down to the realization he shouldn't have done that. "Ooo," He'd just let go of the rope.

An opening of bright yellow appeared in the bottom of the vat of lead. It dripped down in one big stream of glowing yellow. It hit the lid just below his nuts and splashed everywhere, and quickly expanded to Odadanus's nuts. "AHHHHHHHHH!" The splashing lessened but speed of the flow didn't. Drainage holes started taking it in. Venger felt the intense heat even as he stood back. Inside the box was now glowing. "AHHHHHHHH!" Odadanus continued. The contents of his nuts were now boiling and despite the copper key acting like a cum stopper, his seaman streamed out in odd directions. The boiling cum sizzled like water spraying onto a hot skillet. The glowing lead surrounded Odadanus's mouth but not enough to keep it under. He kept his mouth closed mostly, clenching the hell out of his teeth. The vat of lead emptied at last sending only the last few drops down onto his nuts and dotting his cock.

Venger left for a hot minute and returned with a knife and flame proof gloves. The lead was now fading to a molten orange. Odadanus's dick and lower part of his muzzle were coated in a drying layer of lead. Quickly Venger sliced Odadanus's dick off. It no longer spewed hot cum but that was only because the lead had sealed it shut. Odadanus was in to much pain to realize he'd just been castrated but boy did he feel it when Venger dropped his cock head first down his throat. "Here's something to chew on." Burning his tongue he attempted to scream out again. Venger squeezed the nuts in his gloved hand and what remained of the copper key as well a mess load of boiling load shot down his throat.

Venger backed off laughing to himself. Tossing the glove to the side he again turned to gaze over Odadanus. Smoke and steam wafted out all over the place. Bits of lead had poured out of ever opening that wasn't air tight along the sides, including the key hole to the box. The box was now full of solid lead. There at the front Odadanus's feet still stood unharmed from the ordeal besides what poured around the ankles. He'd slowly stopped kicking them as the pain subsided.

Venger gave him one last tickle. "Goochy Goochy Goo!" He said in baby talk.

Odadanus started howling with all the cartoonish rage. The box fumbled from side to side as he tried to break free. Venger gave him another tickle. "Come on now, Let me see that smile."

"Grrrrrrr." Odadanus flared his fangs, with his balls between his teeth.

"There we go." Venger said zapping him back into the rune.

The silhouette appeared of a long iron box laying on the floor, his big feet out one end, and his over joyed grinning mouth with nuts sticking out at the lid towards the other.

Venger crushed the stone into nothing and threw it with the other.

Next up was Wallug. Venger was immediately fascinated by the picture. A massive arch way atop two pillars appeared in the room. Wallug, who was all balled up with no place to go, hung from the middle by his dick. Directly below him was a large black iron box with a hole big enough for Wallug to fall into. Encased in a big black wrecking ball for added weight when he hung from his dick Venger understood, but the box intrigued him.

It was a great big black box with a great big round hole in the top. Wallug was clearly meant to fall inside it. Looking into the hole all Venger saw was blackness. There was a pressure switch in the center though to trigger something.

Changing his gaze to the arch ways Venger marveled at the craftsmanship. Big heavy white blocks of marble set as the base, bricks cut with a circular curve as the pillars, an arch way build well before it's time and all supporting what had to be at least 800lbs. of Demon and metal. Even the rope intrigued him.

Wallug opened his great big eye filling the eye hole completely with it. Clearly he was some kind of cyclopes demon hybrid. He became terrified at Venger's evil looking smile.

Venger was studying the rope that bound Wallug's dick. It was coiled around his nuts good, so he slowly walked over to the side, climbed up on one pillar, reached out with one talon and gave them a snip. "Emmm?" Wallug grunted.

Wallug was unsure if Venger was getting him down or dropping him in the machine. Suddenly for the first time in years the rope around his dick gave way some. He suddenly dropped down an inch. As Venger got down he finished his circling and stopped to face Wallug's big eye. The worried look it gave out as his dick slowly came undone after all those years.

Unfortunately for Wallug, this was also the greatest thrill he'd had in 10,000 years. Precum started flowing out his dick. It started soaking the rope. Wallug could feel his penis slipping faster. 'Oh no!' he thought and suddenly his dick gave out such a gush of cum. "EMMMMM!" he cried out in pleasure! The rope more than half way above became covered in his fluid. The white liquid dropped down on the black ball. He gushed again. "EMMMMmmmmm!" With every pump of his dick he felt the rope slipping and slipping away. The cum streamed down his cock, lubricating him farther. He cam and he cam and he cam until finally. Woooosh!

The ball fell right into the hole slamming down on the on switch. A moment later blades came spiraling out from all sides. They stopped with incredible precision just enough to not cause it any damage to the ball. The blades could be herd spinning at maximum speed completely unabated. There were no sparks from clashing metal, no sound of grinding, nothing of the kind. There was only the hissing of the wind they created.

"I bet you've been waiting 10,000 years for that to happen." Venger grinned.

The black ball protruded out of the black box by about a third it's height. Wallug's dick still poked dead center out the top. He sprayed the last of his cum out and it dripped in all directions into the spiraling blades. Though the drops of cum were only as fat as drops of water, they were sent whizzing off the ball as they streamed down into blades.

Venger had realized at last this was a castration machine.

Wallug's eye widened to the sound of rubber tires moving into place under the ball. With a quick easy action they took on his weight and started spinning him forward.

Wallug's dick was severed from him as soon as it hit the blades. It went flying into the aid a few feet and landed nimbly on a platform that had pulled out from the side of the box. This was done with such perfection it's as though someone seriously studied air born dick physics.

Wallug still spun forward in the machine. The look on his eye widened from the dread of what had just happened. Tears were building up and he became red.

The blades, having done their job, stopped spinning and retracted to the sides. Wallug's spinning slowed down until finally his eye was perfectly able to look out at Venger's grinning face. The little ledge with Wallug's dick on it flung shut, sending the cock air born. It landed just inches away from poking Wallug's eye out. Just below his eye a round plug flung open revealing Wallug's vagina-like mouth hole. From inside Wallug's long tentacle-like tongue emerged. It was a good foot or two long, circular, and covered in fleshy bumps. He maneuvered it just like a tentacle and coiled it around his severed penis. Pulling it in head first, Wallug was annoyed by the fact that his nuts were to big to fit through the hole. As he tried pulling it all inside his mouth it gave the impression that he was actually suckling on it. Sure enough he forced some excess cum in his mouth but that wasn't his goal.

Venger was grinning wildly at this. "How about a second go?" He said lifting the ball up.

Wallug's eye once again grew wide at the though.

Upon landing the machine worked exactly as it had done before. Wallug had a front row seat to watching his nuts get severed off. They flew down on the platform and sprung up as he stopped rolling. This time he was able to pull them in his mouth.

Venger replugged Wallug's mouth hole. After twisting it back on, locking safeties triggered and drilled their way into the sides so he couldn't unscrew the thing from inside. Unknown to anyone the box had done that automatically to the hole where his cock once hung out so he didn't bleed.

In back of the box was a lid which Venger flipped up. There was just enough space that Wallug could shift his weight and bounce the ball every time he wanted to go for a little spin.

Back into the rune Wallug went and Venger gave it the old smashy smashy, and threw it with the others.

Venger went right for Malice next. "I know this guy," he said excited.

An enormous square block slammed against the floor to the workshop. Venger's head stood just barely taller than it. On the top centered was a perfectly cut square hole that went down the length of about 6 feet. Directly above it hung Malice who was bound up inside a square metal box. There were strength beams screwed into the sides of the box to form neat little frames with X's of metal inside each one for farther support. The bottom side had two enormous devil horns poking out which belonged to Malice. They pointed straight down into the hole. From the top side was Malice's enormous devil cock, a rope suspended him.

From the sides of the enormous square block were two large pillars. On the left on supported another vat of red hot iron magically held in it's molten state until spilled. To the right was a solid block of iron just waiting to fall in and seal the deal. Should the rope give way Malice would fall right into the hole fallowed by molten lead and a huge brick that was the same dimensions as the hole.

"Hay Malice!" Venger yelled.

"Emmm!?" the box grunted.

"Yo you old dog you." Venger said climbing up on the block. "This guy! Haha, Come here You!" He hugged the metal box.

Another confused grunt emanated from the box fallowed by something like "Em? Emmm Emmmmm!" Using his dick to animate his actions he began bounding with excitement.

"Well look at you?" Venger said all excited. "Man it's been ages. They got you in some heavy duty shit here I see." he said examining all the heavy bolts used in making the box. "Cemented before screwed in, heavy duty steel, I bet the key's inside the thing too. Man they gave you the works."

The box gave out a proud "Emmm!" with a lot of swing to it. Malice started flexing his dick as though he were doing pull ups or something. 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2.

"Wooooohhh. Okay there tiger. I see how it is." Venger said punching the box a few times.

An odd moment passed where neither of them had anything to say. Malice quieted down completely. Then Venger finally said, "So I got this itch I really need scratching right now."

Malice gave out an intrigued, "Emmm?"

"Yah see, If that rope comes undone, you're gonna drop in this square hole right. And this molten lead is going to pour down on you, fallowed by probably one of the largest solid hunks of iron I've ever seen...." He'd started touching himself just thinking about it. "And I'm gonna start jumping up and down on top of it, probably while I masturbate.... And then I'm gonna reseal you back into the rune. And at some later date..." He had that laughter as though he couldn't believe what he was saying. "I'm gonna bath in it's powder while I'm fucking someone and all just so I can hear you scream while I'm doing it."

Malice hung there in silence. His dick had gotten harder than it usually was. As Venger described it to him he imagined himself doing the same exact thing had he found Venger in this predicament.

"Uhhh." Venger moaned. "I'm gonna rub some precum on your dick just to get this party started."

"Emmmm!" Malice yelled flinching his penis in an attempt to kick Venger away.

Venger leaned against the box. He'd started jerking Malice's penis a bit. As he did his talons started cutting the ropes. "Dude can't you feel it!" Venger said all excited.

Venger's hard on was under the box, it's hardness helping to support Malice up some what. From general movements it splashed it's milky cum against the sides. Malice could hear it faintly on the other side, he'd felt it bump into his horns, heat started radiating out of it.

The relieved tension on Malice's dick sent streams of cum up. His dick pulsed through all the folds created from decades of rope indentations. Upon reaching the top he came. Cum geysered out of his cock. It spewed down everywhere. The rope got wet and slipped suddenly. He'd jerked down real fast as the rope caught him again. Venger pulled back out of the way. He came again and at last fell right into the hole. The force and weight had embedded his horns right into the stone.

Venger started masturbating furiously. The sight of his friends cock down there erupting cum thrilled the fuck out him. The vat of glowing lead spilled down right onto Malice's balls. "EMMMMMMMMMM!" He yelled at the top of his demon lungs. Steam puffed up out of his dick with ultra warm globs of cum. The lead seeped everywhere, filling every crack along the sides. Boiling seaman fired up out of Malice's dick in a heavy solid stream against the side. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!"

"Oh man!" Venger yelled. He was so close to cumming.

Caught completely by surprise the enormous rectangular block of iron fell forward. From the platform it had just enough time to right itself for a perfect cannon ball dive, pulverizing Malice's dick. Red hot iron flared up from the seem but only splashed out on the side it was being poured from.

Venger went to that side. The red hot iron was almost done. Finally cumming he aimed his dick directly at the stream. He gushed it out through the stream. It busted into flame and half evaporated instantly. "YAHHHHWWWW!" He yelled out in nirvana.

He took a step up on top of the iron brick. "Ohhhh!" he came. The brick was hot and this reminded him he needed to jump up and down. Cum streamed out in lasso like globs as he did. They spun down into the lead, adding to the seal that bonded his friend into this hunk of rock. As he'd jumped he actually felt that the brick had sunken in some.

Having finished what he wanted to do he sat down on the iron block so that all of his weight was on it. He needed to re-up and do it again, while it was all so fresh in his mind.

Afterward... as the iron cooled down he put his ear to the big lead slap. Lightly from within he could hear Malice faintly. "emmmmmmmm!"

Exhausted he got up. With his talon he etched the words in the side.

Home

Sweet

Home

:)

He zapped Malice back into the rune. With the aid of a loud speaker right up against the thing he shouted "Malice, Yell if you can hear me!"

Placing his ear against the stone he could hear a faint "emmmmmmmmmm!" but it was more like vibration within the walls. Venger closed his eyes and rubbed his face against it. His cock was once again hard.

"I'll have to save this for a special time." Venger said.

Showing some self control he shattered the rune into dust. This was done directly over a jar but his dick was erect and in the way. The dust poofed down mostly falling into the jar. It left the tip of his cock looking like he'd rolled it in chalk. "Naughty naughty." he said waving a finger at his cock. The tickling sensation of a soft brush danced about his penis as he brushed all of the dust, and globs of precum into the jar. He put the lid on and labeled it "Malice's Love Dust."

He took a short timeout checking on his time. The hour glass containing Dan's rune dust still had a third to go.

"I got time for the last two I guess." Venger said in confidence. He held the hour glass up to his ear. "And how are we doing today?"

"Emmmmmmmmm!" "Emmmmmmmm!" "Emmmmmmmm!" "Emmmmmmmm!" emanated back to him. His screams were almost in sink with each second. The tremors from earlier had subsided and he was back to his regular pace. "A little slow I think." He shook the glass. Inside Dan felt the tremors and shook more violently about. Putting it back to his ear sounded. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!"

"Hehehe." he put Dan back on the table.

Next up was Cronosus the Might. Cronosus appeared in the room as the biggest one yet. He was a Giant Demon hybrid who towered over Venger.

He was bound to an enormous hunk of wall with his arms and legs stuck in large portions the protruded from it. He was stuck in something of a squatting position with his mighty legs parting to either side. Past the knee is where the stone locked in on him. Apparently they'd poured molten lead in to fuse his legs in place. Moving up, Cronosus's arms were out to the sides and past the elbow they went up into stone, sealed in with lead just as his legs were. He had a god-like body with enormous pectoral muscles. His gigantic nipples were something to talk about as well. They were pierced and from chains hung large sized cannon balls. Cronosus's face was encased in a metal helmet. He had a single eye slot and three holes up top for his single row of horns to protrude out. His horns were dead center with his head. Around his neck was a magic lock, apparently it had the power to free him should the key be inserted.

Down below his enormous dick hung straight down right into a solid brick of lead. All the way the bottom, just a few inches from the ground the tip of his dick emerged. Pierced to the head of his penis was a gold key. Between the slab of lead around his dick and the wall were his might nuts. They were in front of part of the wall that protruded out.

Venger spent a moment studying this then said. "So! What's the problem? Can't get it up?"

The look in Cronosus's eyes grew angry. A moment later he closed his eyes to focus on something. A few moments passed and his dick slowly but surely started to rise up of it's own power but never quite got past the first 45 degrees. Cronosus was clearly giving it his all. Vanes had popped up around his neck, arms and thighs. He was grunting out a lot of steam with almost no results.

"Oh I see." Venger said.

Venger was waist high with Cronosus. He lifted up the free swinging block and got up on his knee block. From there he flipped it up and almost dropped the thing. It was a lot heaver than it seemed. Cronosus strained his erection to help out. Finally righting it up though he arranged Cronosus's dick up as it should be with a full erection. The cock piercing key was just inches away from the lock, but not lined up perfectly. Even if he could have done this on his own several goes would have been needed to finally poke it in there right. "Like that?" Venger said lining it up.

"Emmm!" Cronosus shook his head YES! He was edging him on to do it.

"Ohh I see." Venger said letting go.

Cronosus's dick whaled down, the block slammed down ramming his nuts right up against wall. "EMMMMMMMMM!"

"Yah No. We're not doing that."

"Emmmmm!?" Cronosus grunted.

With a mighty pelvic thrust Cronosus flung the his dick out as though it were a mace. It missed only to come back bashing himself in the nuts. "EMMMMM!"

Venger tackled the brick right up against the wall crushing his nuts even farther. "EMMMMMMM!" He did this until he herd Cronosus scream something that sounded like, 'Stop It, I give up! You Win!' He gave him one more for good measure.

Once he was done, Venger got up. "You're going back into the rune to think about this."

Cronosus grew furiously angry. He wanted to rip out of this thing and beat the shit out of Venger. He'd started shifting all his weight back and forth, back and forth. He was screaming like someone having a temper tantrum. Through all the rage he'd actually thrust himself forward a bit to far. The wall leaned in that direction and down he went. "EMMMMMMMMMMM!"

Venger scoffed at the sight. "It's your own fault."

"EMMMMMMMMMMM!"

It's now that Venger saw the large block holding Cronosus's arms were suspended above the floor. He walked to the side and saw his mighty leg bricks were up like that too. He crouched down and saw all of Cronosus's weight was now supported by the brick his dick was encased in, and it had his nuts stuck right in the middle. "EMMMMMMMMMMM!"

In the back Cronosus's dick poked out of the brick. Venger stomped his hoof to it and broke the key into a thousand pieces.

Venger zapped him into the rune. He crushed the stone and tossed it onto the pile.

Lastly he summoned Gourmentious. "Ohh perfect." Venger said looking at his predicament. A massive brick slammed down on the floor but was nowhere near as big as anything previously. In all fairness it was an average sized brick. Gourmentious was sealed inside. His nuts, which were bulbous in size, stuck out a hole in the front. The top of his penis stuck out the top of the brick. A tube leading directly from his penis lead over to a funnel next to it. Apparently he was hooked up to a cum sucker and forced to drink his own cum as a punishment.

Off to the side was a large novelty sized lever with a balled handle. Venger flipped it to the off setting and promptly broke it off.

Gourmentious took note of this. It was unclear if it was a good or bad way. He removed the hose from Gourmentious's dick and replaced it with the funnel for his mouth. With the aid of a dust pan he collected the pile of rubble that was the rune stones to Ragance, Wallug, Odadanus, and Cronosus the Mighty. He poured it into the funnel. Tapping it lightly and with the aid lever he packed it all down good and snug. Even chunks that he didn't break into powder got in there somehow.

Gourmentious hollered out about this, but also noted the tingling sensation he was getting from the dust. He had been enjoying his 10,000 years of cum drinking. Venger didn't care though.

Finally all of the powder packed in Venger dipped the lever in cement, and jammed it down inside his penis. The funnel stayed in place should any of them try to get out, mostly from Gourmentious remembering what it feels like to cum on his own.

Venger bent down to Gourmentious's nuts. "You all have fun now!" He stuck his ear to both of them and could hear the combined screams of the four demons. "EMMEMEMEMMEMEMEMEMMEEM!"

He zapped Gourmentious back to his rune. "That made the mess a lot easier to clean up." He shattered the stone right over the garbage can.

XI

Mac was sweating from the hot day. Home was in sight and he couldn't wait take his boots off, open up the fridge and gulp down a cold one. The sound of the garbage truck backing up along their building annoyed him. Mac grabbed his face. "Guhh what a day." The garbage truck lifted up the dumpster and the sound of it's load tumbled into the back. Dozens of garbage bags muffled the sound of a large iron box toppling in. As Mac opened the door he remarked on the odd sound, almost like a humming. "emmmmmmmmm!"

"Probably nothing." Mac said.

He opened the door a stepped into the house. The sound of a garbage truck driving away left him in soothing silence. His boots clopped against the ground as he walk toward the fridge. He snapped open a cold beer, sat on the couch and drank it down. The house was quiet. He could actually hear the clock in the other room ticking away. He remarked down at his boots. They had locks along the sides and he'd need to walk all the way up to his bedroom to find the key and take them off. He groaned at the idea.

It's now that he noticed troubles holding up his own arm. He was tired of course but this was something more. He couldn't stop himself from falling over. Something was wrong. Slowly he rolled off the couch onto the floor. His gaze was toward the torture room. Venger's silhouette stood in the door way. The beer rolled in his gaze. Before passing out he noted the fine crystals coating the lip of the glass. He passed out.

Mac's eyes shot open. He was breathing in a panic and slowly took in his surrounding. Darkness, he couldn't move his arms, his legs were stuck together too, he couldn't talk, he was rolled in leather. Farther wiggling told him the rest. He'd been bound inside one of Gimp's sleep sacks and apparently shoved in a metal box. It was a tight fit. His chest and legs were pressed up against the lid. His dick was sticking up out of a hole, he felt his nuts laying against the cold metal. There was the awful sensation of wicker rolled on top, like the underside of carpeting.

Venger looked down at Mac in the torture room. He'd crafted the box especially for him. He'd embedded it directly into the floor right next to the door to the living room. An oversize welcome mat had been attached to the top. It read:

Wipe Your

Feet

:)

Mac's cock and balls created a long bump for most of it's length. 'Okay,' Mac thought, "Brian or someone should be along soon. I'll probably get a stomp to the nuts, they'll find me and I'll be right as rain.'

Just then, great big Centaur, Ed walked inside. "Hay Mac! You here?"

'Oh fuck!' Mac thought.

Ed's hooves clopping against the ground grew louder. "Mac, you in here?" He stood only a foot away. Mac's eyes opened and he clenched everything he could in preparation.

Ed raised his hooves.

"Guhhh!" Mac bit down. Then herd the hooves drop... they were still in the living room though. Ed was turning around.

Relief swept over Mac. He lay there listening to Ed's hooves clopping away. It took a second but he realized this was his chance. "Emmmm." He cried out.

Ed had turned the TV on and propped himself up on the couch. The volume was loud enough that Mac could hear the show perfectly, which meant it was probably to loud for anyone to hear him.

A moment later the front door busted off it's hinges and slammed to the ground. Taurus's great big Hoof had taken the thing out with a single kick. He still had on the leather straight jacket but all of the mouth belts had come undone, as well as an eye patch. His lips were stained white as was the jacket below. His legs still hid the shackles around them but he's been able to bend the steel bars to the point of breaking. Only small bits of the former bars remained on each shackle. The cum sucker was no where to be found. "WHERE THE FUCK IS HE!"

'Oh Fuck!' Mac thought.

Ed was startled. Taurus gave a quick look over the room. All he saw was Ed in complete shock. As he charged through the living room Ed noted the white stain around his lips. "You been drinking your own milk again?"

Taurus charged in. His hoof stomped down on the welcome mat right on Mac's nuts. Mac had slammed his head into the lid and was doing the same with his legs to attempt a fetal position but the metal wouldn't have it. It had been a quick stomp at least.

Venger had snapped the door shut to the torture room. From the living room Ed herd Taurus charging and slamming into the walls. He thought nothing of it. 'Wow, it takes some balls to run through town dressed like that.' Ed thought turning the volume up on the TV.

The sound of Taurus crashing into the walls continued another twenty minutes. It was the kind of thing Ed didn't notice when it had finally stopped. Venger dragged the bull down into the workshop. He was finally ready for him.

Venger had a little bit of prancing in his step as his hooves glided against the ground. Arms behind his back he finished his little inspection with the utmost pride. An extra large sized metal box that had all the fixings that Malice's shifted slightly on the floor. Taurus's muffled yells of rage emanated from it. "Emmmmmmmm!" Venger patted his claws on the box. He'd stuffed Taurus in there good.

Out a hole to the side was Taurus's over sized cock. It was almost a comedic proportion compared to the box. His balls were bunched up tightly thanks to a shackle chaining them. The chain stretched out very taunt to another metal box, equal in proportion to Taurus's. That one however Venger had filled with molten iron. Venger strummed the chain. Taurus screamed out from the vibration on his nuts. "Emmmmmmmm!"

On the other side of the second box was the wide entrance to the maze. Directly below Venger had removed two of the great blocks the maze was so uniformly constructed out of. Truly inspired by Malice's torment, the hole was fairly well measured to be exactly as deep and wide as the two metal boxes. Taurus moaned out again. "Emmmmmmmm!"

Venger turned. "Oh I didn't forget about you my pet." He grabbed hold of Taurus's cock. His hands grew hotter.

Venger's palm was just past the threshold of being to hot. It took a moment but Taurus moaned out from the built up heat. "Emmmmmmmm!"

Venger felt Taurus's dick grow harder. "Oh that turns you on does it?" Venger raised his brow to an idea he just had. He started jerking him lightly.

Taurus was stuck on the fence weather he should moan out for Venger to stop or keep on going. His had was really effing hot but not enough to burn. Trying to keep quiet he decided to see where this was going.

A goop of precum emerged. Venger slid out his tongue which was both like a tentacle and snake like at the same time. He licked it up.

Taurus cringed at the strangest feeling he'd ever felt. Venger's tongue slid down into his penis. Once through the shaft if forked both ways and under each nut he felt each tip lightly tickling his nuts from inside his sack. Cumming was instantaneous. Venger clamped his lips Taurus's dick and sucked it like a straw. Taurus was cumming his brains out, it was like both his nuts were busting their load at once.

Venger's lips were getting to hot for his dick to handle. Thankfully he pulled off just as he'd stopped cumming. "Be right back." He got up and left.

Taurus was left with his thoughts. 'Hurry up!' Then after a brief moment. 'Wait, what am I fucken saying!?' He started struggling again in a vane attempt to get free.

Venger came back. "Emmm," he said seductively. "I know how to make this taste even better." He grabbed a syringe meant for inseminating cows and filled it with some very hot melted cheese. It was some bright yellow variety. Ramming it into Taurus's left nut he started injecting.

"EMMMMMMMMMMM!"

His nut swelled up by a third. Venger's red hot thumb print closed the hole he'd made. Licking his finger, he loaded up the needle with another type of cheese. This one was a kind of white colored. Into the right nut it went.

"EMMMMMMMMMMM!" Taurus started making a lot of commotion.

Venger enjoying this greatly. Opening his mouth, he took Taurus's cock down as far as he could get it. This was a strain even for him but he could handle it. Through careful breathing he kept the temperature of his mouth at 350F. His tongue slopped around his saliva and coiled around Taurus's cock to keep him nice and juicy.

"EMEMEMEMMEMMEMEEMEMMM!" Taurus was yelling out as loudly as he could.

Venger had started rubbing his nuts with both hands. Their heat was unbearable. Venger felt like he was moments away from spontaneously combusting. Quietly he sat there humming some toon and keeping even heat on Taurus.

Finally Taurus started cumming again. The feeling was both a delight and yet painful all at once. Once he was finished. Venger pulled back and examined his cock. "Nope not finished yet. Let's go for medium-rare." He planted his lips back down at the base of his cock.

"EMEMEMEMEMMEMEMEMMEM!"

A moment later and Taurus was busting cheese out his cock. "EMMMMM!" "Emmmmm!" "emmmmm!" he yelled with every glob that forced it's thick way out of him.

Venger pulled out and licked his lips. "Delicious." He noted all the screaming. "Oh come on now, You've cum like 3 times already."

"EMMMMMMEMEMEMEMMEM!"

Venger snorted from the face he wanted to know what Taurus was saying. He opened the top side of the box to find Taurus's head back between his knees. His hooves were wedged at such an angle that making a break for it was out of the question. He undid a strap on his hood. Taurus took a huge breath.

"The Only Reason I'm Cumming So Dam Much Is Because You're Boiling The Insides Of My Nuts!"

Venger noted he was still holding onto Taurus's balls. He let go and re-strapped Taurus's mouth. Going back to work he decided to make Taurus cum this way one more time.

"EMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" Taurus yelled out.

Venger pulled back as if nothing were wrong. Taurus's dick sizzled with slit openings revealing the tender flesh within like a hot dot that had been over cooked. Taurus was staring at him angrily. A faint whistling sound started erupted from the tip of his penis shortly before the front inch popped open.

Taurus broke out into more uncontrolled rage. "EMEEEMEMMEMEMEM!"

Venger started inserting long extra salted French Fries into Taurus's dick. He stuffed them in there real good to fill up his shaft. Along the outside he hooped around deep fried onion rings the full length. The meat was tender enough for Venger to simply rip Taurus's dick off at the base. His nuts were still attached to him though and Venger used his red hot lips to cauterize the wound. From here he put it in a comically over sized hot dog bun. He loaded it up with ketchup, mustard, and relish.

Unstrapping Taurus's mouth once again. Taurus was good enough to sarcastically open his mouth as wide as he could. Venger inserted it as deeply as he could then gave him a pat on the cheek. He closed the lid to the box. Taurus was unusually silent.

Venger pressed his hoof to the second box and kicked with all his might.

"Emmmmmmmm!" Taurus cried out from the pain on his nuts. It was a different kind of crying though, you could tell his mouth was full. Taurus felt the chain ripping at his nuts. A second later the box went riding forward. "EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM-" it hurled over the ledge and into the maze, "MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" SLAM!

The mighty box had bounced down onto once or twice onto his nuts before finally evening out. It was a few inches above the hole he was chained in but Venger couldn't tell that from where he was. The dust cloud settled and Venger grinned at the sight of the box down in the hole. "EMMMMMMM EMMMM EMMMM!" Taurus screamed out. Venger paid him no mind and shut the trap door to the maze.

XII

That night, Venger came up through the trap door. He came up slowly to the empty torture room. The sound of a TV left on sounded in the other room. Mac still lay in his place quietly under the doormat. Though moving stealthy he couldn't resist the chance to step down on Mac's nuts. "Emmmmmmm!" Mac hollered out.

Ed laid on the couch snoring away. Venger would have to deal with him in the morning. Up the stairs he went. He turned the knob to Brian's room.

Brian's room lay empty. He hadn't slept in his bed, he hadn't even come home that night. His wall was bare from Venger having destroyed the rune stones. Brian needed to be targeted next because he'd grow suspicious when the runes were gone.

Venger checked everyone else's room while he was upstairs. Mac was apparently a bit of a neat nick. With the exception of a huge mound of socks to the side of the bed his room seemed serial. Gimp apparently liked sleeping inside a small dog cage. In Gimp's closet he found what looked to be a glory hole leading into Dan's room. Venger bent down and looked through it. Dan's room was the very definition of a grown ass man. His bed sheets had Japanese symbols on them, a bean bag was over in the corner, he had an electric guitar and killer sound system. Candles and insets adorned the shelves with his posters of jaguars and panthers lined the walls. Venger scoffed. He could visualize Dan playing guitar and sucking Gimp off at the same time.

Brian had spent the entire day at the dig sight. He was in that room full of hour glasses. He'd been turning them over one by one thinking of all 100,000 or so one of them is bound to reform the rune it once was. There was something more though. There wasn't just wonderment it was magical. Something about handling so many artifacts had rubbed their spell off on him. His hands had started tingling from it. Wizards named the concept Wild Magic. It's when so much magic is used in an area that the excess blows with the wind, passes through life, and can cause random things to happen. They're triggered by heightened emotion. Brian's sense of wonder was triggering it now.

He'd grabbed hold of an hour glass. The shocking image of the demon inside, his skin being torn in every direction by hooks on all parts of his body flashed through his mind. And like that it was gone. "What was...."

He looked down at the hour glass. It's sand twirling down to the bottom. He rested it back on the shelf. At first he though maybe it was time for him to leave. He'd started walking out but saw he'd put one back on the shelf not quite right. The simple nudge he gave it with one finger was enough to trigger the flash again. Down on all fours a fucking machine ramming it up the ass. The image flash of image was gone.

Brian looked down at his hands. They sparkled with dust. He stayed there a while longer touching more glasses, getting vague images from thousands of jars. He walked through isles now hands out stretched. It was like watching a porn film containing short bits of random other porns. The imagery changed so fast that his mind couldn't take it anymore. He fell to the floor shouting in pain. He was shaking uncontrollable. Unable to move he was aware of what's going on but lay there paralyzed to the world. Brian had had a seizure.

He'd woken up in a dream like state. It was like going back to bed after your alarm wakes you up. You have a dream or idea you still want to work out in your mind.

He woke up unable to recall what the idea was but knew it had frightened him. 'Demons' he thought... 'something to do with demons.' He breathed out low to himself. Suddenly as he looked up he remembered what it was he'd worked out. "Dan." he said.

Gimp had spent the night bundled up inside his box down at the dump. Out of sheer chance he was on top of a pile and the added pain to his cock and balls was kept to a minimum. From outside he could hear two junk yard workers talking.

"So what happens to all this garbage?" One said sounding particularly uneducated.

The other shoveled as he talked. "The bulldozers push it all into the volcano each day at noon."

Gimp's eye's lit up. One again he started waving his dick around at full speed. "EMM! EMMMM! EMEMMMMMM!"

Just then another truck dumped it's load down into the valley. Trash avalanched down on top of him.

One of the junk men turned. "You hear something?"

The other patted him on the side with his dirty shovel. "Get back to work."

Gimp still screamed at the top of his lungs but no one could hear.

Ed woke up the next morning to an empty house. Besides learning how to use a toilet it was an uneventful morning. He helped himself to some breakfast and sighed. "Awww Gimp loved sausage."

He herd the sound of something heavy in the next room. Getting up he saw Venger in the torture room hauling up a huge hunk of metal. Laying the two hunks on the ground Ed saw what it was. His eyes lit up with delight. "Oh Wow!"

The two hunks of metal were two sides to a large metal rocking horse big enough for him to fit inside.

Ed grinned madly. "Is that for me!?"

Venger was shaking his head up and down. He twirled a large roll of duct tape around one finger.

Ed entered, crushing Mac's nuts with both sets of hooves. He paid the sound no mind as he was to excited for this. Venger had bound up his ears first anyhow. The sight of that large asshole in the back of the thing excited him. Venger had a huge cock, it wasn't as long as the guy's but not as chubby or damaging (or tasty) as Taurus's.

Ed's legs stayed extended for this but they were bound side to side in each pair. His arms had been crossed tightly around his chest too. Venger wasn't sure about his measurements there but he was certain he'd gotten Ed's ass right.

Laying him down, Ed fit perfectly into one side of the iron horse. His cock grew all excited just thinking about it. As Venger pulled up the counterpart to close the iron horse up, Ed realized what hole was missing. Slice!

Ed's cock bounced off to the ground. Venger was quick to rap it up with tape.

He righted Ed up. He rocked forth and back now supported by a half circle. "Emmmmmm!"

Venger grinned evilly at his creation. The outside of the Rocking Centaur was carved to look like he was having the time of his life. He was bright eyed and grinning widely, just as Ed had been moments ago. Holding up Ed's cock he said. "I know how much you loved getting fucked in the ass." And upon walking to his rear he shoved his dick on up there, leaving the nuts to hang out like a tail. Ed just rocked there moaning out to no one.

XIII

Brian cautiously opened the front door. He'd never been this afraid to enter his own home before. There was no one in the living room but he noted a sound coming from the torture room. Checking on it would have to wait though. Something he needed to see was upstairs in his room. Like so many stupid people in horror movies he went up the stairs. He could tell no one was home and cautiously opened the door to his room. The hour glass was gone... so were all his runes. His face turned red.

He could still hear that sound coming from the torture room. "What is it!?" he tried not saying it but did.

Cautiously making his way to the kitchen he grabbed a knife.

He opened the door to the torture room to the sight of a giant metal rocking horse. It was still rocking slightly. Something was grinding and sparking along the side of the room, like an old children's toy called a spark gun. It was coming around his blind spot then moved across the door. Brian jumped back!

It was up top at the door frame. A small metal train road on it's track across the way. "Toot. Toot." The toy went. Brian's guard dropped some as he lowered the knife.

A chain hung down from the caboose. Brian gripped the knife.

Fang, bound and gagged hopped into sight. The chain was attached to his nuts. He hopped along with it an obvious state ready to pass out.

Fang passed bye and Brian slowly stepped into the room. He noted the Welcome Mat on the floor. He wondered what the two large bumps were. Kicking one Mac yelled out. "Emmmmmm!"

Brian hopped off and into the middle of the room. He circled. No one else was here.

Venger had apparently taken the old train set down from the attic and enchanted it with an Unstoppable Force Spell. Fang would be dragged from that thing until his nuts fell off. He was keeping up with it though. Venger had shackled his two middle toes so he had to bounce them as one. Fang had learned where Mac generally was in the room and took care to not jump on his nuts if he couldn't help it.

That only left the giant Rocking Centaur in the room. Brian looked at it but didn't want to do so for long. Catching sight of Ed's nuts hanging out his ass was all he needed to see.

Stupidly, he rushed down the steps to the workshop just to escape the images.

It was one thing to masturbate to demon torture but quite another to see your friends involved.

A cold sweat set in. He grasped the knife and looked down into the workshop. Venger was down here somewhere.

Brian moved down the stairs studying the shadows in the room as he did. "Venger." he said in a tone of understanding. "I know you're here. And I know what you've done with Dan."

Brian walked to the middle of the workshop. The door to the boiler room was open. There on a table stood the hour glass. Brian slowly moved toward it. As he approached the boiler room he could hear breathing. Brian studied the shadows by the door. "My only question is... Why?"

Venger clenched his teeth. BANG!

Brian turned to his right. From the corner Venger had punched the shelf over, it's contents of glass and metal danced along the ground. Venger was breathing out heavily. The question had struck a cord with him.

"Because!" Venger yelled, his eyes now glowing gold in the dark. "That fruit needed to know what it was like." He said it with such scorn in his voice.

Brian slowly backed himself into the boiler room. Venger kicked the shelf up into the air out of anger. It whizzed past the door and slammed into the floor on the other side. Venger kept talking though out of sight. "How dare he call himself a demon! The very idea of pleasuring oneself over the dark lord is unforgivable. His kind would have been devoured at birth. The race must be kept strong to carry out the dark lord's wishes! We were not sent to this world so we could Fuck!"

Brian did not touch the hour glass. He didn't need an image of Dan ruining the moment. Venger stepped into sight. "But why not?" Brian asked. "What's so bad about living?"

Venger's fangs were clenched, His lips were wavering. Brian saw the confusion in Venger's soulless eyes.

"I mean, what power do you answer to now in this day?" Brian asked.

Venger looked like he was almost ready to cry. "But they did things to me!" The sound of him almost whimpering was unsettling. Venger gazed over the scars on his arms from where the needles had penetrated.

Brian put the knife down on the table.

"Does that make it right?"

Vengers eyes shot up at him.

"Look at what you've done. Nom Pal did this to demons because he knew they could survive it. But you've crossed a line. People can die."

Venger's fangs extended, his talons grew sharper. "That is where you're wrong," Venger said. "Torturing was the sin, weather it's to a demon or to anyone." He started walking slowly toward Brian. "You're no better than Nom Pal was. Beating off to the torment of others, if you had a rune on you right now you'd trap me inside it."

Brian didn't know what to say. He didn't answer at all but Venger was to close for him to think saying 'no I wouldn't, I'd break the stone between my knees and throw the dust away.' Saying that though would have been a lie.

Venger's pressed his claws again Brian's side. They poked in at his chest and along his back, but Venger didn't draw blood. He was waiting for an answer.

A tear went down Brian's cheek and he said. "Not to you."

Venger threw him across the room and out into the workshop. He may as well have said 'You're not my type.'

Brian rolled against the ground slamming into the floor with his head pretty hard. He gasped out in pain. Scrapes and bruises were all over his arms and knees. The exposed blood stung in the open air. He got up and rolled over. Venger was coming toward him.

"But what about you? Hu? I saw my rune collection is gone. What have you done with them?"

Venger's pace slowed. "Wallug and the others... I have deemed were not ready..." He was chewing the words almost as they came out. He had had fun destroying their runes, even beaten off to one of them. The thought of that now wasn't a good time. He had lowered his claws to hide his shame.

Brian yelled. "Well I know what you did with Malice." Brian threw the jar of 'Malice's Love Dust' right at Venger's head.

It shattered against his forehead instantly. The dust exploded around him covering his body. Venger strained to get it out of his eye but he found it did nothing for his vision of Malice within the big rock. The pleasure started setting in as the vibrations of Malice's screaming set in. Venger swung blindly as Brian was running around him. The image of the stone was stuck in his eyes. His cock had gotten hard. The image of Brian running into the boiler room to get away. Venger ran for him. Brian jumped down into the maze. Venger rushed after him.

Brian had lunged for one the maze walls. He grabbed the ledge sure enough but the fall had knocked the wind out of him. No time to sit around, he needed to get on the other side of this wall.

Venger came crashing down right onto Taurus's square. Still dazed from the image of Malice pleasuring him he got up just as Brian flipped over the wall.

Now with another wall between them Brian started hobbling as far away through the maze as he could.

Venger attacked the wall, slamming into it with all his might. "I'll Find You!" He shouted.

Taurus murmured from the weight. "EMMMMMMMMM!

Venger raised one hoof over the brick. "Oh shut up and eat your dick!" he stomped down.

Brian ran through the maze as fast as he could. He knew Venger would be fallowing him. He'd started wishing he'd remembered to grab the knife.

Venger got a running start then jumped at one wall. Kicking off with one hoof he lunged the other way, grabbing hold the top of the wall. He got up and gazed over the whole maze. "Where are you!?"

Brian could hear him running to the wall top. He stopped to hide right at a bend. From behind he could hear as Venger ran. He felt his weight stomp onto the wall he was leaning against. Venger kept leaping in that direction. After a moment Brian started running again.

Dead ends, Dead ends, 'Why are there so many fucking dead ends?' Brian thought. Coming around the corner he found another dead end, only this one had a king sized bed in it.... apparently Taurus had a bedroom.

It didn't feel like twelve minutes had passed but that's the time it took for Brian to find the exit. He ran up the stairs as fast as he could but didn't realize Venger had caught sight of him.

Once out Brain took a quick breather. He was only a block away from the dig sight. He could hear Venger screaming for him. He ran.

Down in the dig sight. Brian found himself hiding in the domed room of hour glasses. He couldn't run anymore. Venger came charging behind him. Brian grabbed an hour glass, the image of demon and a huge worm monster erupting through his dick shot into his mind. He it at Venger. The glass shattered into a cloud of dust. Brian ran farther down some, grabbing onto another glass the image of a demon bound to a chair with fish nibbling on his toes flashed before him. He threw the glass at Venger. He grabbed another and another and another. Images of demons forever sucking his dick, getting burned with candle wax, holding up the firing pin to a series of explosives strapped to his balls, another casted in sold gold striking some seductive pose. All of it he threw at Venger.

Venger fell to his knees attempting to hide the shear delight he'd been put in. The sand caked up around his eyes. He'd fallen to his knees reduced to crawling out after Brian.

There in the center of the room Brian turned to the sight of Venger. The demon was stuck in a state of crying as he hide his own emotions. Venger tired desperately not to laugh to the point where it had started to hurt. Brian felt sorry for him.

Venger reached out with one outstretched claw. He was blindly attacking the air as he dragged himself along. His other hand was balled into a fist, apparently fighting the urge to masturbate.

Brian had no idea the dust had a more sinister purpose. He had only wanted to blind Venger to buy himself some time.

Venger could barely move. He lay there in the center of the room sobbing and fighting his own emotions. The thought of killing Brian was balled up with others of nirvana, embarrassment, pride, delight, anger, and the feeling that was slowly winning was that of relaxing. It was like looking at someone who'd overdosed on drugs.

Venger cried out loudly, smashing his fist into the ground as hard as he could.

Brian had noted a sudden sparkle of light. A pastel greenish blue energy went nova outward along the floor. The Wild Magic had felt Venger's emotions and now acted on them.

The room shook like an earthquake was happening. Brian fell to the ground. Hour glasses fell from their shelves all over the room. Brian could tell this was bad. The floor cracked and divide through the room in seven different ways with Venger right in the middle. The ground beneath him gave way. He fell to the floor below with the slices of the room collapsing their points down as well. The entire place had turned into one great big funnel and Brian watched as the entire isle in front of him started sliding right for him. Brian rolled out it's way. It went wising by him heading down straight for Venger. Rather than hitting him it collided with another isle along with several others. One by one all of the isles fell toward the middle of the room. As they slammed into one another each sent their compliment of hour glasses tumbling to the hard stone below. Sand and glass streamed down over Venger until he was completely covered.

Brian had managed to get to his feet, despite the angle of the floor. He ran up to safety despite all the sand he could have slipped on. Taking one last look at the damage he stared at the catastrophe. Somehow losing the life's work of Nom Pal didn't phase him at all. He looked down at where Venger once lay. A massive pool of sand covered him completely. Brian stood there watching a little while. There was no movement to be seen.

Somewhere under the sand Venger's body lay. He hadn't suffocated on sand, nor died of falling shelves or rocks. He hadn't been impaled by anything at all. Each grain of sand had been a gateway to another world. His mind had been so divided with so many realities that it simply lost track of which was real. He died of watching to much porn.

Brian rested up. He felt sorry it had to end this way. With that he left.

Epilogue

Taurus sat there in complete darkness. He was probing his teeth tongue for any left over traces of that delicious meal he'd just had. 'Absolutely scrumptious,' he though. Just then he herd foot steps.

"Alright Men we found him!"

Taurus sat there completely still. Staring off into the dark he simply blinked away. 'Yah where the fuck were you 15 minutes ago?' He thought.

"Lower the giant magnet and let's get this bull out of here pronto. It's a good thing we all rented this giant crane before coming here. That Ham and Eggs we all had at the Dinner was fantastic, good mind food I say."

BANG! Taurus felt the giant magnet pound onto the lid of the box.

"Raise him up nice and easy boys. Em Hmm Yah nice and easy."

The fun sensation of being raised up set in.

"Wooohhh! Wait a moment! Stop everything! Henderson!"

"Yes Sir?"

"This bull's nuts are chained to the ground."

"I've got the bolt cutters sir. Don't worry."

The chain snapped and fell into the hole. A moment later Taurus felt the box being loaded onto a truck.

"Alright ship'em off to Ostridges, they'll have to open the box up from there."

"Hehe," The driver said.

Taurus, now on his side, enjoyed a brief drive through town. He felt the wind on his nuts and found it a little southing. The truck stopped.

"Special Delivery."

"Oh my yes we'll take him. We'll take him indeed. Here's six hundred for your trouble."

"Wow thanks mister!"

"Alright boys grab your chainsaws, I want this Minotaur gutted and slaughtered for afternoon sandwiches. Start by cutting off those nuts! Fifty bucks if you get them in the trash can."

Taurus's eyes lit up. The fucking delivery man had drove him to the slaughter house. The sound of chainsaws roaring up all around him.

"Wait! Wait!"

It was a familiar voice. It sounded just like Brian.

"There's been a mix up!"

"No, I was told to take him to the Slaughter House."

"No you were told to take him to Ostridges Hospital."

"Yah that's right everyone calls that place the slaughter house.... Oh fuck. Did he mean.... He wasn't joking was he... Shit my bad. Here's your money back sir."

"Bahhh!"

They drove off, this time ending up at the real slaughter house, Ostridges Hospital.

Upon opening the box Doctors asked. "So what happened to your dick?"

Taurus's face grew red. Before he could speak he belched out. The room had a defiant smell of penis breath to it.

Later that week Mac still had to lay down in a huge wash pan of ice. "Oh my aching penis."

The doctor's say he's going to be fine but he and everyone else should keep their dicks for a few weeks.

Taurus had undergone constructive surgery. His new dick was just as big as ever. Doctors told him, "Seriously, don't eat this one!"

Gimp's pretty much okay too. Despite being locked inside the iron box and sent into an incinerator nick named The Volcano, he learned his suit is apparently flame retardant. Through sheer dumb luck the box melted around him leaving perfect eye and nose holes. They found him encased in metal down at the dump. He was in something of a fetal position with his giant dick sticking out.

Nothing could be done for him for a few weeks though so they propped him up on a pedestal as though his dick were holding him up. Truth be told they could have gotten him out of there from day one but the couldn't resist the chance to keep Gimp like that for a few days.

Ed was there to keep him company. The two pretty much just look at each other all day. Doctors were able to salvage Ed's dick and reattach it surgically. He's such a stubborn horse of course that he requested he be placed back in the Iron Centaur. They've since added a hole for his penis to stick out of course. Fucking him up the ass raised money to help pay medical bills. Ed loves his new found attention.

Fang moved into Dan's old room. Mac had always wanted to get a dog anyhow.

Weeks after everyone was healed up the gang all got back together. Brian walked in. "Hay guys! I got my GED in Magic today!"

Mac and Gimp sat on the couch playing video games, each of them deep within the zone. "Great, that's wonderful Brian." Mac said using a power up.

Just then both of them fired their missiles at one another. The end game screen popped up and both men jumped to their feet in victory. "YAYA!" Mac yelled. Gimp and he both looked at each other, jerking off. There was an odd moment of confusion then they both looked at the screen. "Draw?"

Taurus, Ed, and Fang were in the torture chamber. "Hay guys! I got my GED."

Fang presented Brian with the thumbs up then went back to fucking Ed up the ass. Ed hung from his usual fuck swing glancing over at Taurus who was sealed in an Iron Bull the guys had made for him. Taurus glanced out through the eye holes as Ed teased him wagging the cow bell in his mouth. Ed's fuck swing hung by a chain that went up through a series of rollers on the ceiling and came back down attaching to a large metal cock sheath Taurus wore. He was strength training his new dick out.

Back in the living room Brian passed Mac and Gimp. Gimp once again did push ups with his lips down around the base of a cock, only this time it was Mac's and he was up right and returning the favor.

"Just another ordinary day." Brian said.

As for Dan. No one ever lost faith that some day the hour glass would pour the sand out in just the right way to reform the rune stone. Whenever the hour glass ran out someone would always be there to turn it over again. And sure the hour glass may not have been wide enough as the rune stone had been, and lacked lines to form the grooves along the sides, and shear chances were next to never happening, even if it were possible for sand to reform it's former mass without outside pressure or careful skill under a microscope. The point is Dan had friends that tried and never gave up.

Brian even kept Dan up to date with what's going on in the outside world.

"Hay Dan, How you feeling today man?" Brian yelled at the glass.

"Emmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!"

"Well that's great. Time to turn you over buddy." Brian said resetting the sand.

Tremors and shock waves rumbled and the coffin was sent teetering faster than before. "EEMEMEMEMEMEMEMMEMEMEM!" Dan shouted out as the rocking shot up to 60mph!

"We'll try again in another hour."

They started using Dan to time their sessions with clients. When not at work though Brian still sleeps with Dan by his bedside. "Good night Dan." He said giving the sand a little shake.

"EEMEMEMEMEMMEMEMMEMEMEM!"

Brian put his ear next to the glass, and placed one hand on his dick. "Yah."

As the night set in, Brian fell asleep. The motiones once again slowed to their normal pace. Dan rocked away, his eyes blood shot from lack of sleep. Eeah tormenting motion reminded sent the full weight of the box forward. His nuts were pancaked between two hunks of metal, his dick was pretty much the same only with sharp spokes ritteling his flesh across his cock. And then there was the small amount of fluid that puddled around his scaring flesh. Even with all this pain somehow Dan managed to close his eyes, and scream himself to sleep.

"Emmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!" "Emmmmmm!"