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The Place you Belong

By Olemgar/rodrigulino

Story contains: Male/Female, non-consensual sex, violence, abuse, mind-break, slavery and acts of sexism.

Second warning: This story may contain the mentioned topics, so if you're someone easily offended by it, I beg of you to not read it. These topics don't reflect my opinions on their irl counterparts.

Some people said that traveling through the Ruthless Desert was a death sentence, with the lack of water and sources of food, nothing but barren wasteland as far as the eye could see, and the several rogue groups that roamed the place in search of fools who trespassed their territory. Only someone truly desperate would set their paws on such a deadly place. But for Lilac, it was nothing more than a routine for her.

The Combusken kept her walk for several hours, treading through a route with more steady soil, instead of traveling through the shifty and scorching hot sands most only knew, keeping her head protected from the sun with a large straw hat, creating a portable shade so she wouldn't have to worry about dehydration so soon.

Not only was she protected from the sun, on her back she carried an enormous backpack, holding lots of essential supplies such as canned food, water bottles, medic kits, and anything she might need in case she found trouble on the road. But most important of all, she was carrying goods from the Metropolitan side of the continent, anything she believed could be of value for the Shiny Scales treaty.

The journey from the urban side of the world to the primitive side was a rough one, full of danger just like the desert she traveled through. But, exactly because of that, she could make a large margin of profit from her wares. Boats from the cities to the small towns of Sunny Fields were extremely expensive, with the boats having to go all around the landmass to reach their destination. By going this route on her own, she saved valuable Poké with convenient expenses and returned home with her pockets much fuller.

She first discovered this route when she was in High School. During her studies, she stumbled on an old book, with the pages almost becoming dust with how old it was, containing the map of old road merchants used to take. For some reason, no one she knew seemed to know about said route, so she kept this little secret so the Poké would be only hers.

It has been 8 years since she first started her travels, with a journey through the desert taking around a month, but it was somewhat soothing. Unlike the bustling movement her city had, with noises coming from all different sources non-stop, it was relaxing to not hear anything but the rustling of the wind and the innocent noises of the fauna around, trying to survive at such a harsh place.

But even if it was a relaxing journey, she never could truly keep her guard down. Although no one from the city would willingly live there, members of the primitive side would beg to differ. Several groups and tribes lived around those parts, looking for weak victims they could rob, taking all their wares and sometimes leaving less than their lives. And it wasn't just a rumor people spread among themselves, Lilac had to fight several times against such fiends, but usually, she didn't find more than three Pokémon trying to steal her possessions, so she could easily deal with them every time, with the Kung-Fu training she got since a little Torchic, it was nothing she couldn't handle.

She breathed in deeply, letting out a sigh with a smile on her beak. "Almost there. Only 5 more days and I'll finally get there. I can't wait to see their faces when they see what I got." She chuckled, still very proud of herself to get her claws at that precious little thing. Or, at the very least, precious for the people she was going to sell it to.

During a market sale, she found a great deal on sporks, a spoon, and a fork combined! That was something very ordinary around the city, but for those at the treaty? They would most likely lose their minds at the sight of it.

Lilac giggled to herself, already counting the easy money in her mind's eye. It was a long road, but with just enough supplies and the rest of her backpack space filled to the brim with sporks, she was bound to make the trip worth it.

Time passed and eventually the sunset behind the tall dunes, leaving her and the remaining living beings in the area to survive a cold night. She set her things down at a nice rock pathway, smooth to the touch, perfect spot to make camp. It took no time for the Combusken to gather up some dry wood and make use of her innate fire, starting the campfire and heating some of the dry fish she brought from the city.

Her dinner wasn't the most elegant, nor the tastiest, but the canned fish could survive long trips, didn't take much space, and was easy to prepare, so she always brought it with her on her travels. But she always made sure to eat at a fancy place when finishing her journey, to feel the joy of eating once more.

But that was for later, as soon as the fish was ready, she gobbled it down slowly, biting it several times to make the most out of them, before reducing the strength of the fire and setting up her camp for sleep.

She was setting a few traps, mostly to wake her up in the case someone tries to sneak up on her sleep, alongside some few smoke bombs to potentially scare invaders away, when she hears the shuffling of sand.

She doesn't make any sudden movements and draws all her senses to hear that sound again. After a few seconds, the sand shifts again. Considering the amount of sand, it was a step, quite a regular one. But soon enough she heard a couple more.

She stayed in place as she tried to determine the number of foes and, from what she could gather, it seemed to be three of them. Two on their feet, one on all fours.

She slowly got up and faced the direction the steps were coming from, not seeing them yet due to the dune between them. But she readied her claws, ready to knock out anyone that dared to rob her.

The cold wind blew through the camp, ruffling cloth and sand alike nearby, the only sounds being made at that moment. And then the steps resumed, slightly quicker towards her camp.

From the dune, her three enemies showed up. First, there was a Torkoal, with smoke coming out from his shell as a sign of intended aggression. The second one was a Simisear, cracking his knuckles with an evil grin on his face. And the third one, who seemed to be the leader from the aura he was released, a Monferno, looking dead serious towards Lilac.

They didn't advance anymore at the sight of the Combusken, with her stance ready to bury her knee into the first one that came into range. They were only staring at her, analyzing the surrounding area before making any moves.

Lilac noticed the three were male, most likely some ruffians trying to make some money at the end of the world. "I'm sorry boys, but I can't let you have my stuff!" She taunted with a snarky tone, keeping her trained eyes to attack at the slightest movement from them.

"We don't want your stuff." The Monferno answered harshly, not showing any emotion on his face.

"We want you to come with us!" The Torkoal answered this time, letting some more smoke from his shell while laughing. "We have orders from the boss! To bring the female traveler to our village!"

Whatever levity she had on her face was gone, now sporting worry and seriousness. "Huh?! What the fuck do you mean by that? I'm not going anywhere with you creeps."

The Simisear behind the leader cackled, laughing with joy from her statement. "Oh, sweetie pie. I don't think you understand." His face twisted into a disgusting perverted grin, his eyes taking in all of her features and his mouth salivating at her sight. "You don't get a say in this. It's orders from the boss! And he said we're allowed to get rough with you in case of a struggle~."

She sweat a bit, feeling nervous next to those thugs. She had fought several bandits, raiders, or whatever else in this damned desert before, but something about those three reeked. They had an air, different from those she fought previously as if they were sure they would win, and that wasn't their first time doing that.

But that didn't matter, as long as she kept her mind on the game, she could beat them all and go away as usual. She kept her stance up and waited for their first movement, analyzing their positions and trying to think of a strategy.

"Why would you even want me? I'm just a trader, you wouldn't get much by offering a ramson on my skin." She tried to talk to them, hoping she could taunt them enough so they'd rush towards her attacks.

"Ransom? We don't want some of that shitty paper you fancy folk carry around." The Simisear's eyes were glued to her body, making her almost feel exposed to such a dirty look. "Oh no. We want you. Boss let us know from a female around these parts, a fire type at that, walking around as if you were worth a damn."

Her eyebrows frowned in a sign of anger. "What? What the fuck do you even my by that?" Her tone was dead serious, almost as the fire slowly climbed up to a pool of oil. Her muscles twitched in anger, but she remained still, not wanting to lose her advantage. "Why do you even care about what I have between my legs? I'm just as able to kick ass as any well-trained male.

A brief silence ensued before the Simisear burst out in laughter. "Pffffff HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Do you guys hear that?" He leans his arm around the Monferno, who doesn't even move while being approached like that. "That stupid cunt thinks she's as strong as male warriors!" His laughter got harder, drawing breath from the bottom of his lungs. "Hahaha... That's so funny... Let me tell you one thing, sweetie."

The monkey took one step forward, but Lilac didn't advance on him, too focused on his gross words. "You're below us. We're here to take you to the place you belong. No more pretending to be important, no more faking being equal to other males, other fire males at that. You'll work for us and serve us for anything and everything we want. That's the only thing you females are worth in the end, right?"

As soon as he finished his nasty comment, the Combusken burst forth as if in a flash. Within a second she was right in front of the fire monkey, swinging her powerful arm towards his face, hitting it dead center and sending him flying backward.

His unconscious body hit the ground and rolled on the sand until it stopped motionless. Adrenaline kicked for both the Monferno and Torkoal, not predicting her to get this close to them so quickly. The fire turtle inhaled air in preparation for a flamethrower, but before he could open his mouth again to release its contents, Lilac was already in the air right on top of him, swiftly bringing her whole leg down right onto his shell.

The sudden pain hit the Torkoal in a grave wave. He grinned his teeth to hold out the pain, but in doing so forgot about releasing the flame charging up inside his mouth, the explosive impact kindling inside his body, damaging his insides and making the turtle faint.

The leader might have been quick enough to cover for his ally, but he launched a Mach Punch, quickly finding its way towards the right of the Combusken's face, bruising her cheek and making her beak bleed.

She jumped backward and used her powerful legs to soften the impact, taking a breath of air while still far from the monkey ."Not bad. Been a while since anyone hit me like that." She spat out some blood gathering inside her beak, moistening the sand beneath her.

She wiped off some of the blood and sweat in her cheek with her feathery arm, before plunging into combat again, aiming for the monkey's belly with her sharp claws. In her dash, he already prepared a counter-attack, swinging his arm aiming at the side of her head again. As she was drawing near, she dodge her head down to avoid the blow, but too late she noticed his other arm was in motion as well, going directly to the spot she dodged towards. She felt for his Feint.

The Monferno's arm swung upwards, hitting the Combusken chin in a painful uppercut, sending her staggering backward. And before she could react and properly feel the pain, another Mach Punch came, hitting her gut this time. Lilac went down to her knees, holding her arms around her chest, trying her best to ignore the pain.

The monkey walked towards her, stopping right in front of her, looking down at the hurt chicken. "No hard feelings, gal. Only doing as the boss told me. Can't defy him or I'd be the one on the ground in pain." He looked at her with some sadness in his eyes, although not enough sadness to give him enough empathy to spare her.

"Just give up now and we'll take you without any more pain, okay?" He knelt before her, extending a hand to her.

Silence took hold of the area, no sound at all aside from rugged breaths from the kneeling female on the sand. She raised her head with some pain, and reached out her claw to grab his hand, grabbing it and shaking it.

And then she swung her other arm, hitting with her powerful claws the side of the Monferno, not deep enough to penetrate his skin, but still hitting his head with a painful impact.

He was the one stumbling backward this time, his head too dizzy to notice the next attack already coming his way. She was charging at him, accumulating flames at her feet before jumping. She went towards him and motioned her legs to deliver a powerful Blaze Kick, sending the already stunned Monferno rolling, landing on his back to the rough sand.

Before he even had a moment to try and get up, Lilac already had her talons pressing painfully against his throat, pinning him down and looking at him with anger. "Guess I'm not that weak after all, huh?" She scoffed and panted heavily, still feeling the hits she took just now.

She pressed her feet harder against his throat, cutting his passage of air, making him wheeze and grasp her leg, although too weak to even bulge her current position. "Now that's what we'll do. I can spare you three clowns and you and your village will never try to pull a stunt on me like this again, or, I could just crush your neck, alongside your friends. That would serve as a good warning to them, right?"

Fear and fury consumed the eyes of the monkey, clearly showing no intention of following along with her conditions. She knew that would be the case, but she still hoped he'd give some value to his life.

She pressed harder against his throat, determined to end that kidnapper's life when she sensed something around her. She didn't know why or when, but her body was being covered by some light white fog, enveloping it slowly. Her sense of danger kicked in too late, for before she could cover her breathing holes, she had already ingested some of that smoke, and her body lost strength and fell to the floor.

Behind her, while torturing and threatening the Monferno, the Simisear who had been knocked out managed to recover his consciousness, and sneaked in a Yawn behind her, making her body suddenly feel sleepy. He grinned, both rage and twisted pleasure molded into his face. "I told you didn't stand a chance against us. Do you really think a snatch could even match against us? HA!" He taunted the weakened but still conscious Combusken lying on the sand.

Lilac tried her best to move her body, her mind still working just as usual, but her body wouldn't budge. She used all of her inner strength to try and move even a single inch, but nothing came from it. The only thing she seemed to be able to move was her beak and some inner muscles around that area. "Guuuuuuh... Move, body, move!" Slowly fear started setting in, realizing she was at the mercy of these kidnappers, who she just beat up and were more likely than not fuming with anger.

"It 's no use~." The angry monkey pulled back his leg and kicked her with all his strength, making her body fly a few inches before landing nearby. She screamed in pain and felt some blood escape from her beak. Some tears formed around her eyes, not wanting to believe this was happening to her. "That's what you fucking deserve, you piece of shit." He spat on her face from above, giggling and enjoying the sight of the female in pain.

"Stop." The Monferno grabbed the Simisear's arm. "Boss told us to bring her without major injuries, and if you keep this up, I'm sure you'll be disobeying him." His emotionless voice echoed through the barren wasteland, only to be heard by those around.

"Tch. Fine!" His face soured, being stopped before he could even begin having fun. He turned around and noticed his still-fainted partner. "I'll go patch him up. You make sure she doesn't escape, okay Pyre?" He walked to his friend and stuffed his mouth with an assortment of berries, waiting for him to recover his senses.

All the while Lilac didn't give up her fight, groaning and panting to be able to resist at least a little against these savages. "Gr! Fuck! Crap! Move! Uuuuugh!" She could swear all she wanted, but save for her mouth, she was as good as any ordinary baggage at that point. All the while the sharp eyes of the Monferno were kept on her, making sure she wouldn't win against the smoke and escape somehow.

"Uuuuuuh? What the fuck happened- Oooouch..." The turtle slowly got on his paws before sliding back into the sand, still feeling the pain the Combusken inflicted on him.

"Careful now, mate. She hit you pretty good in the shell. Just keep eating and you'll feel good in no time." He petted him on the shell and stood back up, returning to the other two.

"As soon as Turk feels better we should move. Boss said we should bring her as soon as possible." The Monferno sighed, and went towards Lilac's camp, to see if she had anything worth taking back.

"As soon as possible, eh?" He knelt next to the beaten chicken, looking over her body and liking what he saw. "With Turk in that state, I guess that might take a while, so I should have some time for this~." The monkey grabbed the Combusken by the leg, feeling her soft feathers against his grabby hands. "You've got some good legs, lass."

Lilac yipped from the sudden touch and cringed as she felt those nasty hands touching her leg. "What are you- stop that! You disgusting pig!" She doubled her efforts to try and resist, but double of nothing was still nothing.

"Monkey." He corrected. "But from now on, I believe you'd prefer to call me Daddy." He crouched a bit so he'd be right in front of her laying body, before spreading her legs apart. "Because that's the only thing I wanna hear from your beak while I fuck your insides up." He shuffled around her crotch area looking for his prize, and sure enough, he found it. A plump hole, seemingly untouched, stood there.

"W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! GET AWAY FROM MY CLOACA!" Lilac screamed in complete desperation. Her mind tried to warn her body to run, but still nothing, she couldn't do a thing against her assailant.

"Hehehehe~." With a disgusting look of perversion and lust, the Simisear slowly angled his now erect cock against her entrance, poking a bit against her feathers in the process.

"Simus, stop." The voice came from down the dune. The Monferno returned with some of Lilac's goods stored in a simple backpack. He was staring against his ally with seriousness, but otherwise no sign of potential threat. "We don't have time for this, and the boss ordered us to not hurt her. You wanna defy him?"

The rapist monkey's face soured once against just by hearing the leader's voice. "God fucking dammit, Pyre! You know as well as me that he really doesn't care about these whores' states. He only cares if they still look decent on the outside. We brought fucked cunts to him before, and he never complained, why would he now?"

"..." Pyre crossed his arms and closed his eyes for a moment of thought. He remained silent for a few seconds, which seemed like an eternity to Simus, but he sighed before long. "Fine. But don't take too long on her, or else the responsibility will be one you."

"Fine by me!" With his leader out of his way, he humped his hips forward and with a single thrust shoved his big cock completely inside the Combusken.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!" Lilac screamed in pain and agony, feeling each agonizing inch of that disgusting cock tearing her insides. Her cloaca spewed back some blood, which the abusing monkey promptly noticed.

"Hey, guys! This skank is a fucking virgin!" He cackled out loud, delighted by such a devious twist in fate. "I guess the whore never had a proper man make use of her before, but that just changed." He pulled his hips back and pushed them forward, without regard for the clear pain his victim was feeling. He only got his body forward and grabbed her by the neck, licking her cheek and some of her tears along.

"AAAAAAAAA! PLEASE!" She screamed from the bottom of her lungs with all the strength her body still decided to spare her. "SOMEONE! HELP ME! IT HURTS!"

"Shut up, slut!" His palm went down on her face, slapping her really hard, bruising her previously untouched cheek. Her face went pale with shock as if that slap somehow woke her to the gravity of the situation. That shock was so strong she wanted to puke. "I told you the only thing I wanted to hear from you was you calling me daddy! So stop screaming and properly take it like the cunt you are!" He pushed his hips a bit stronger, trying to poke at the deepest of her cloaca, hoping to coax some more pain from her.

Even if the perverse monkey ordered her to stay quiet, it wasn't as simple as simply doing it. The pain of her first penetration without any kind of preparation or lube was indescribable, it was only natural for her to keep screaming, hoping that someone, even one of these kidnappers, would pity her and make that hell stop. But that did just the opposite.

The Simisear kept on defiling Lilac, thrusting as much as he wanted inside that tight cloaca, but even with how amazing it felt against his rod, the sounds of her crying and screaming were annoying him. He slapped her again but didn't do much to stop her yelling. "Ugh... Hey Pyre! You wanna shut her up for me? I'm kinda busy down here and don't want to hear her yelling anymore. And her beak is still available~."

Pyre, who was just looking at the act and waiting for him to be over, couldn't deny that the screaming wasn't the most pleasant thing in the world. And his cock had been getting harder just watching the two, so the answer came to no surprise. "I guess I will." He approached the female from the other side and grabbed her by the neck, forcing her beak open. He angled his humanoid cock against her moist opening and pushed it inside, shoving it until it hit the back of her throat.

The Combusken was already suffering from being defiled on one end, but now having a second cock put down her throat, cutting most passage of air, was extremely shameful, she felt like no more than just a toy to these brutes.

She couldn't scream anymore, so the only thing she could do was cry. Cry and pray to Arceus that this nightmare would be over soon. That they would finish and spare her this torment and let her go, even if without her things. It'd be better than to suffer this abuse any longer.

But they kept going, pumping their rancid cocks in and out of her, covering her insides with their pre and moaning over her, using her as no more than a fucktoy. The worst part was that, even though every fiber of her consciousness hated what was happening, for some reason her body begged to differ. Her dry entrance was now moist, not only by the rapist monkey's essence but by her own as well. As if her body was telling that was natural, what her body was designed to do. She struggled against such thoughts, using her rationality to fight against it, but there was no struggle to be done against the lingering pleasure growing down her crotch.

"Fuuuuuck, this bitch is tight. Think I'm gonna cum soon." Simus laughed in joy, licking her body and taking it as a trophy with each stroke he gave inside her moist entrance.

"Same here." The Monferno was grunting but still showed no emotion on his face. The only sign of his incoming orgasm was his words and his cock twitching more and more inside her beak.

Despair set in once more inside her mind. The monkey inside her cloaca was in the same egg group as her. If he came he might impregnate her! Be it destiny or some other forces that Lilac didn't believe in, she found strength in her body to somehow move her arm.

With a spark of hope, she aimed carefully and swung her arm towards the monkey nearing his edge. But something stopped her.

Pyre, still keeping his eye on her even while fucking her beak, stopped her arm before she could reach the Simisear, bringing it to the ground once again with a painful grab. "You better stay still. Or else we might make this even worse for you."

With that bit of hope crushed right before her eyes, her body went limp again. But not necessarily because of the smoke, but because of her subconscious admitting defeat to the two abusers. Her arm didn't struggle anymore, and neither did any other part of her body. The only thing Lilac did was close her eyes, sobbing and waiting for the inevitable.

And so they came. Simus grabbed the Combusken by the leg and pulled her while pushing his cock inside one last hard time. And with that, his orgasm came, spurting jet after jet of boiling seed inside of her fertile hole.

The Monferno came soon after, shoving his crotch against her beak and sending spurts of cum down her throat, stuffing her with that unwanted hot meal. They both stayed inside their victim for several minutes, enjoying the feeling of post-nut clarity of their sinful act. For the Simisear, that gave him a lot of satisfaction, a feeling of him being superior to the one beneath him.

After he had enough, the monkey pulled his cock out, and with it came a flood of his seed running down Lilac's hole, running down her leg until it hit the sand. Pyre soon did the same, getting out of her beak and leaving his essence in her mouth, with a bit escaping her beak and running along her defeated face.

"Hihihi, that's what you females get for defying us, superior males. Let this be a lesson for your new home!" He cleaned the remaining spunk on his cock on her face, letting her feathers hold his awful seed instead of properly cleaning after himself.

"Okay, that's enough. Turk seems to be well enough to walk. Time to take her to the village." With his powerful arms, the Monferno grabbed his victim and raised her on his shoulders, carrying her during their somewhat long walk ahead.

"Fine. Fine. We can do more of this at home. You good, Turk?" Simus walked to the turtle, who was finishing eating his berries and was looking much better than a few minutes ago.

"Yeah, yeah I'm good. I can make it home." With a nod, he stood on his four powerful legs and walked up to their leader.

And so the three males started their journey back home, with their new prize in hand. A path of pain and suffering was in store for Lilac, although she somehow already knew that. And with her body in that condition, she did not attempt to escape.

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The Ruthless Desert didn't have its name just to sound cool, the area was nothing but sand, sand, and even more sand until where the eyes could see, and on top of a dune, you could see very far. Only those truly versed in the ways of survival had any chance of lasting more than a couple of days before becoming a pile of bones.

But the ScorchFang Tribe not only survived in the desert, but they also thrived. Unbeknownst to the majority of travelers, there was a simple trick to survive the desert sands. Across the desert, there was a big assortment of cactus, which funny enough didn't hold much water at all inside its green flesh, for it was not stored there at all. The plant would accumulate all the water particles it could and steadily create a reservoir lightly beneath its footing. So, all one needed to do is dig a little just next to the plant, and soon enough they'd find an impressive amount of water.

And that was how the four survived during the trip back to the village. The three males walked on the hot sands, which didn't hurt them because of their natural typing, and stopped every so often to rest and drink from the underground pools. But while they walked, the female was strapped on top of the Torkoal's shell, with her arms and legs tied, unable to escape the resistant rope.

During each stop, the Monferno would feed her enough berries for her body to survive, without giving enough to properly give her energy to fight or escape, and gave her enough water to not dehydrate under the circumstances, even if she was a fire type.

Their walk took a couple of days, with nothing but the sounds of steps in the sands and conversation between the kidnappers to break the silence of the trip. It would be even pleasant for Lilac, if not for the insulting comments they would eventually throw at her, the Simisear, in particular, being quite focused on degrading the Combusken whenever he could.

"Oh man... still can't believe you thought you had a chance against us. Not only were you outnumbered, but you challenged superior creatures! Shooting spunk inside your cunt was the least we could have done to you~." He laughed at his own comment, looking in joy at the bound female behind his steps.

"Hahahaha! Simus, you should give her a break. Women aren't smart, so of course, she would do something dumb like fighting us." Turk laughed as well, joining in on insulting the chicken on top of him, finding the situation hilarious.

"Grrr... If you hadn't sneaked up on me, I'd have killed all three of you. Fuck, you two couldn't even handle my first hit!" Lilac raised her head a little, trying to gain some moral ground on the two abusive males.

But for her challenge, all she got was the silence from the two of them, and the footsteps of the red monkey approaching her. Because of the angle, she couldn't even see the palm coming down at her face, slapping her hard. "And you be quiet. You may have got a couple of lucky hits on us, but I was the one that took you down! Remember that or else I'll give you a reprise of your punishment before we get back home!" He spat on the ground in discontent before returning to his spot at the walk.

Pyre didn't say anything during the events, only looking forward to his destination and making sure the rope was holding on to their prize well. He would never join in their verbal abuse or spare her from their talk, he would only keep walking and doing the bare minimum on keeping her alive and decently well-groomed.

And that was their journey during several days, with nothing outstanding happening besides a stray thief or two, who was quickly disposed of by one of the kidnapper's team. Although most would just shut up after the first slap or two, Lilac would always talk back whenever they tried to bring her image down, which got her a few bruises on her face and chest.

After almost a week of nothing but the scorching sun and the feeling of sand particles under their feet, the group finally saw their destination. After walking through a very tall dune, a big wall would stand on the horizon.

"Here we are, featherpuss. Your new home." Simus said while looking at the place he was born. A circular high wall of smooth stone covered the entire area, save for one single hole at the front, the entrance to the village. Several stone buildings could be seen rising from inside the place, sporting white and blue colors through a couple of stores above the ground. But what caught her eyes the most, was how the air above the area seemed different from the rest of the region, almost as if it was much more humid than the desert was.

But she didn't get much time to observe the place before being taken forward along with the walking turtle towards the place. The remainder of their walk was silent, slowly getting closer and closer to the wall's entrance, but as they got closer, she could start to hear voices. Chatter to be exact. For a village in the middle of the desert, it had way more habitants than she would imagine it would naturally possess.

And so they arrived, ScorchFang Village or the border of it to be precise. Their first stop was at the entrance itself, where two guards kept watch over the remaining area for any walking sign. A guard made his way towards the group, a Heatmor, to welcome them. "Pyre! Turk! Simus! You're finally back!" His face looked happy with their return.

Pyre was the one to answer him. "Hello, Lash. We are back from the Boss assignment, and are ready to have our briefing with him." He reached out his arm, and the Heatmor returned the gesture, shaking the monkey's paw earnestly.

"That's awesome! So that means we got a new servant, huh?" The guard walked through the leader and stopped right in front of Turk and Lilac on top of him. "Nice catch! Her muscles seem decent enough for work, and I'm sure she'll be excellent for many other things~." He trailed his large yellow claws through her feathers, appreciating how soft they were.

Lilac cringed inside, but didn't protest, scared with how someone with claws so sharp like that could respond. She remained quiet and still until he was done feeling her up.

"Alright boys, both you and the newcomer seem clear to me, you may enter. Ah, and send a hi from me to the boss. Fire be praised."

"Fire be praised." They answered him in surprising unison, nodding to each other before walking past him, entering the gate before them.

Inside, the place was much fancier than one could imagine deep into a deadly region like that. There was almost no sand inside, the floor was covered by smooth stone and cement tiles, very similar to some small towns close to where Lilac lived in her young life. Not only that, but the town was filled with life, several Pokémon walked, chatted, and idled around the area, all fire types, living their lives amidst a hellish region as if it was nothing more than a stroll at the park.

And it didn't take long for the Combusken to see why. At the center of the entire village, amidst the fancy walkways and tall stone buildings, was a giant water fountain. This place seemed to be built on top of an oasis, one so big that it could sustain an entire community of Pokémon. Its streams flowed through a giant pool at the center, and ran down special water trails, directing water to every side of the village. No wonder the place seemed so different, it was a naturally blessed place, with more than enough water for anyone's entire lifetime.

But while the group made their way deeper inside the area, Lilac noticed something amiss. Amongst all the chatter, the only ones talking sounded like males. All the happy figures around her were males, and all that seemed content with their lives were male.

But that wasn't for a lack of females, there were many, about a fourth of the population seemed to be female, but not a single one bore a smile. All of them were looking down, either avoiding eye contact or looking utterly miserable. Not only their faces but also their bodies seemed roughed up. Some sported bruises and hurts, others had chains around their necks, and most seemed busy with something, be it cleaning the floors, serving food in nearby stores, or accompanying other males by their leashes.

That entire sight made Lilac's stomach swirl in disgust. By their looks alone, females living here seemed a lot like slaves, being forced to work to their breaking point, while all the males were having fun and playing as if nothing amiss was in place.

And she didn't need to wait long to get a confirmation for her theory. She heard the sound of something falling on the ground nearby. Lilac turned her head to see a Salazzle on the ground, with her face red from a punch she received, most likely an act of defiance. The Lizard Pokémon seemed much like the others from her species, but she seemed much thinner than the others, and there was something that felt amiss with her.

Next to her, an angry male was staring at her fallen body and some shiny goods next to her. The Emboar approached the lizard girl, grabbing her by the neck and pulling her up. "You'd try to steal from me, you ungrateful bitch?! I knew from the start we shouldn't have trusted you in walking free, you're way more disobedient than the other ones!" He yelled hard into her eardrums, gripping her neck tight while scolding her.

"H-Ha! And what proof do you have that I did it? By all accounts, m-maybe someone put those in my piece of cloth to make you think I did it ...." The Salazzle sneered back at her aggressor, trying to throw punches at him with her skinny arms, but she was only hitting the air being held like that.

"Oh yeah?" His eyes tightened and the pig's fist clenched before punching the black and pink female right in her belly, making her eyes widen in pain from the heavy blow. He punched her face and let her fall to the floor, holding her arms against her stomach in agony before the abuser returned and started kicking her back, getting more and more groans of pain. "You fucking cunt. You don't talk back to me. I own you. So you WILL keep quiet!"

The lizard girl turned around to look at the much-bigger-than-her male, towering ominously on top of her. But instead of begging, she spat on his feet, with a look of defiance and disregard. "Y-You're doing all this just because I wanted your shiny collar. D-Don't you think that's a bit much...?" She coughed, some blood spilling out of her mouth.

"No, I don't." The enormous pig went on his knees, before pulling his pants down, showing a massive erection concealed by that piece of cloth. "And I'm going to teach you what you get by trying to rob from me, snatch!" He rubbed his gigantic length on top of her belly, poking at her head each time he thrust against her scales.

The Salazzle started to panic, seeing where that was going, so from her mouth, instead of releasing a barrage of flames or a tide of liquid venom, she spat out a smokescreen, covering the air between them both in black smoke. But to her dismay, the Emboar brushed it off with a single wave of his arm but seeing her try and resist aggravated him a lot. "Oh? So you are trying to struggle? Guess you don't need any preparation then!" He yelled at her and pointed his fat length towards her pussy.

Without any foreplay or preparation to help and ease her pain, he thrust his entire thing into the tiny rabbit's pussy, making her entrance bleed from the forceful entrance. She cried in agony, feeling unbelievable pain from that gigantic member. He grabbed her by the legs before he got into a ruthless rhythm, not caring about her screams or begs, only focusing on the feeling of her extremely tight walls on his rod.

The black-scaled girl panted painfully and tried to grab at anything to ease her pain, but there was nothing she could do against someone that much stronger than her. She could try all her life and never get even close to how powerful he was, the only thing she could properly do against him, or in the most realistic way, for him, is to submit and let her have his way with her body.

The Emboar dug his paws into the ground beyond the rabbit's head, getting into a more proper position before pistoning in and out of her, using her body as a mere fleshlight, which was all he saw in that pitiful being.

He fucked her tiny pussy before lodging his length deep inside of her, reaching his climax and depositing all of his pent-up cum deep into her womb, who'd more likely than not get pregnant with such an impressive load.

Both master and slave gasped for air after the impressive load he got inside of her, but he didn't want the lowly girl to get any breathing room, that was punishment above all. So before she could properly feel rested, he pulled his cock back and thrust inside her again, getting pained cries from the lowly female before going to town on her useless cunt.

Seeing the entire thing while strapped to the Toarkol, In an act of selflessness, Lilac raised her voice. "HEY, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE-"

But before she could be properly heard by the fire pig, Pyre, for the first time since the start of their journey, brought his hand to her beak and closed it shut. "Shhh. Be quiet. If anyone hears you defying him, you'll be the next in line for the same treatment, and I can't have you getting to the boss completely bathed in your own blood or stained with seed." He whispered it into her ear.

Although she struggled to pry her beak open at first, the group was already getting farther and farther from the scene. Noticing it was already too late at this point, she gave up on her act and let the poor female be raped as she did nothing. She nodded towards the orange monkey, who released her beak and returned to the front of the line.

She felt so ashamed that she couldn't save that poor girl, but to rub even more salt into the wound, it didn't take much longer into their walk to see another situation like that.

Right outside a store, there was a Charmander sitting comfortably on top of a sizable chair, but right on top of his crotch was a sad-looking Lilligant, sucking the lizard's cock out in the open. She had her wrists cuffed with a chain, going all the way towards the owner's paw, holding it like a leash.

She removed her mouth from around the leaking cock for a moment. "M-Master, wouldn't it be better if we did this at home? People are staring at us..." She asked with a blush on her face, speaking as low as she could so other males wouldn't hear her. But all she got was a pull on her wrist, the male making it pretty clear she didn't have a choice in the matter, and so she returned to that shameful act.

The Combusken wanted to yell at the tiny lizard, but she knew that it'd be useless. All she'd get would be her beak held shut again, or worse by the looks of it. And so she chose silence as her answer.

These things seemed to be very common at these parts, every couple of meetings she would see a fire male degrading or abusing some weak female, all chained in some shape or form, to make sure they'd not try any kind of struggle.

After countless more sightings of those horrors, the group seemed to finally arrive at the main circle of the village, where countless Pokémon crowded the place, with various kinds of treats in hands or goods being transported from one place to the other.

The direction they were following was leading them to a massive and fancy building standing right in front of the main circle, which most likely was the workplace of this 'boss' they were always talking about, Lilac thought to herself.

But her thinking got cut off by a loud Pokémon voice. "Excuse me, all proud men from ScorchFang, would you bless me with your attention." All the crowd in the area stopped and looked towards the Pokémon, a big Arcanine, standing on top of a tall wood stand, looking proud and excited. "I have come here today to host one of our favorite events: Public engagement!" He yelled from his lungs with a happy tone, receiving a large and excited cheer from the massive crowd below at the mention of the event.

"Hey guys, we're getting a show! How about we watch it before delivering the bitch to the boss?" Simus stopped in his tracks and went to look in the same direction as the others, with a twisted grin on his face at the sight of the news.

"Huh... sounds like a good time, what do you think, Pyre?" Turk asked with some subtle excitement in his voice, hoping to get a break from all the walking they had just come back from.

The orange ape sighed, looking back at his team. "Fine, guess boss won't mind a slight delay of our delivery." He crossed his arms and leaned his back against the close stone building, watching the stand with no particular excitement in his eyes.

The two others got closer to the crowd instead, with Turk laying his belly against the floor to rest while he watched the incoming show.

The red monkey trailed a finger through Lilac's cheeks as she was forced to face the stand as all the others. "Take a good look, chick. This is what happens when an inferior female like you defy us~." He spoke in a perverted tone, making her scared of what might unfold at this terrible place.

After a short wait, the mass of males cheered in excitement as someone else was brought to the wooden structure. Accompanied by two male guards, a female Meowstic with golden fur was brought to the view of all the villagers. "Something has happened recently. At the great Maldofor's residence, this lowly slave thought with her lowly intelligence, that she could somehow fight and escape from her owner's hands. She even hurt her owner, in a moment of pure luck, but got taken down by some of his attendants." The female sported several bruises, most likely from beatings she got when she struggled at the scene, but something much easier to notice was the sheer fear in her eyes. "So, her lord thought that a beating would be too little for her, so he sent this cunt today for us to taste. That's right everyone! For the next couple of hours, anyone that wishes to have a taste of her can have it! All you need to do is step up and take your place in line!" The males' cheered in an uproar, almost deafening to the bound Combusken.

"W-Wait! You don't mean they'll put her for use, right?" She asked in disbelief at the situation, hoping that was some sort of joke the Arcanine made up to prank some dumb guys.

"Oh, he's for real. She defied someone greater than her, so now she must be put into her proper place." The Simisear whispered into her ear, making her stomach swirl in disgust from that imagery.

But the crowd and presenter weren't the only ones yelling out. "No! You can't do this! I-I'm someone too important to be touched like that! You'll regret it if anyone puts their filthy paws on me!" The Meowstic yelled as hard as she could, trying to struggle free from the guards, but to no avail, with the two being much stronger than her. Her flailing got laughs from the mass, enjoying the ridiculous sight in front of them.

She was brought by the guards to a wooden device right in the middle of the stand, two slabs of wood with 3 holes in each. She was strapped in and properly bound, leaving her head and arms completely unable to move. She tried to break free, but the material was too sturdy to even budge.

By the time she was set up, a line of males had already formed, waiting for their chance to defile the feline lady. The guards let the first one in and held off the next one until his turn came.

The feral Pyroar got behind the Meowstic, and pounced on top of her and the piece of wood, getting into a proper mounting position. The female screamed as hard as she could, begging for him to spare her, but soon her cries of fear turned into cries of pain, being penetrated by the feline cock from behind.

The onlookers cheered at her punishment, watching it with glee and throwing insults at her. That cruel display was too much for Lilac, who shut her eyes before that awful presentation, but even so, she still could hear pained and ragged moans, being taken by someone much bigger than her.

Right after the Pyroar unloaded into the female, Pyre approached his team and captive. "Alright, that's enough. Boss is waiting for us, we should go." Simus' expression soured a bit, but he knew better than to make the boss wait. And Turk didn't do anything either, just following them both along and dragging the Combusken along.

They left the crowd behind, but not before Lilac took one last look at the Meowstic, who now had a Rapidash behind her, pumping her tiny cunt with his gigantic cock, and a Marowak in front of her, leaving his fiery bone on the ground to use both of his hands to properly grab her face and fuck her mouth. That sight was gone as soon as they entered the building, leaving the tiny Pokémon to sulk in her punishment.

Once inside the building, The Combusken couldn't believe her eyes. The interior design would be something unimaginable for a small village in the middle of the desert, and yet, the walls were shiny like pearls, almost working as mirrors with how polished they were. The ground was made of marble, shining with the light that came from outside the small openings on the walls and candles set up to illuminate the place. It was extremely fancy, may be expected for the workplace of a leader, but not something for a small tribe.

There weren't many people inside, only a few workers scribing on some pieces of paper with feathers and ink. The Torkoal and his paws brought her deeper in, letting her truly feel the kind of power this group had, enough that they could kidnap and seemingly enslave people, and still have resources to build such an impressive place.

They approached a counter, made of very lustrous wood, where a small Salandit was looking down at his paperwork, too busy to notice the gang of pokémon that entered the place. Pyre forced a cough through his throat, grabbing the attention of the toxic lizard. "Oh, Pyre! You're back! And with that, can I assume the mission was a success?"

"Yes. Mission accomplished with zero complications." He beckoned the Torkoal to come closer, bringing their prisoner in his shell to be shown to the attendant. The Salandit leaned against the counter and got a good hard look at her.

"Hehe, nice catch. Boss made a good choice by sending you three! With a new one like this, we won't be lacking arms anytime soon." The poison lizard maliciously laughed, taking joy in seeing Lilac in such a disgraceful position. "Alright, alright. I'll notify him about you three troublemakers~. Stay here in the meantime." He climbed down from the wooden counter and opened a door that was to his left, leaving the group alone for a while.

"Is there any male at all here with a drop of common sense? I understand you don't care about us females, but you could at least stop bothering me with such feeble insults." She clicked her tongue in irritation, already having enough of this place, and it hadn't been even two hours yet!

And because of her slight outburst, her face was met once again by the palm of the red monkey, making her head swing to the side and her cheek turn red from the burn. "You're a real unruly bitch, huh? You already know not to speak." He scoffed and spit on her, putting her down more than she already was.

The door next to them opened soon after it, with the Salandit leaning against it. "He's ready to receive you all, good luck and fire be praised."

"Fire be praised." The three fire males answered back in unison, walking past the lizard and climbing up the stairs past the entrance, making their way to the commander's hideout.

The walk upstairs was surprisingly quiet for Lilac. She expected the leader of these ruffians to be someone that their working place would be as loud and obnoxious as they were, but instead, a creeping silence took place. Not even the three members spoke a word. It was as if they felt a giant weight over them, not wanting to trigger something to happen to them.

They got closer and closer to the light of the office, illuminating the dark stairway. And when they first stepped in, the Combusken felt as if a heavy boulder was suddenly placed on top of her, robbing her of air. There was no actual surface on top of her body, but she still felt like something heavy was pushing her down to the floor, or the closest she could get with the turtle barring the way through it.

But luckily she didn't have to walk herself through it, being escorted deeper into the room by the second. Although the first burst of that pressure was mind-numbing, it slowly got lighter and lighter as they got farther from the door, but not enough to feel like she could walk normally at all.

"Lord Raze."Lilac raised her head when she felt the turtle's height suddenly drop, noticing all three males had bowed before a figure on top of a large chair. "We've succeeded on our mission."

A large and intimidating figure laid on the soft surface of the chair, resting his four seasoned black legs with his devil-like tail intertwined among one of them. In his head, he had a natural crown; thick and stretched curved horns on his head, sharper than a knife's edge that could murder several species of Pokémon. He yawned, showing his razor-like fangs to all to see, before closing his maw and assessing his looks to his minions. "Good job." His voice was deep and rugged, as expected from such an intimidating individual.

He slowly got his powerful paws on the ground and lifted himself, approaching the group with a stare that felt like he was analyzing their souls. He walked around them in circles, not uttering a word, only taking in their current conditions. "So you got our little traveler, and although she put up a fight, you eventually put her into her place?" He snickered and licked his lips with his tongue. "You should have been more careful, but considering you brought her without any further complications, I will let that little detail go."

"Thank you very much, Lord Raze!" They screamed with a respectful tone, still looking down while they kelt before their leader. Lilac was the only one not kneeling, for obvious reasons. She just laid there, looking at the incredible presence right in front of her. She had fought several Pokémon in her life, both male and female, having bested lots and lost to a few, but she had never sensed something like the aura that Houndoom was emitting.

Something else she noticed was a large scar residing on the left side of his belly, by the looks of it from a puncturing impact. She didn't know what would cause such large damage to that imposing canine, but her blood ran dry just on the thought of it.

After rounding the group a few more times, taking in smaller details and their scents, he decided to approach the feathered girl strapped to the Torkoal. "So, you are the little merchant that has been using our ancestor's road without permission, huh? Not only did you sully their name by walking the same path as them, but you also walked a path that only our founding males once stood. It's the highest degree of heresy, and so I brought you here~." He opened his maw to lick her bruised cheek.

"Tsk. You wouldn't be so cheeky if I wasn't bound to these ropes, you savage." Although her body was screaming at her to be quiet, she couldn't just get talked down like that, and even more for just walking a mere road.

"HOW DARE YOU!" The Simisear stood his legs, and next his arm up, ready to slap the female once more for opening her beak.

That is before the canine raised his paw. "Stop it. There's no need. I'll let her speak freely for now, and see if she deserves to utter words at us." He stared at the monkey with a cold gaze, making him immediately drop his arm and go back to his hands and knees.

Although maybe Lilac should be relieved at the monkey having settled down, the fact that the Houndoom was still staring her down unnerved her to no end, but if she were to break eye contact with him... she was scared of what might happen.

The canine chuckled, amused by her persistence even in the face of the direct circumstances. "Pyre, untie her. I wanna talk with her in private." He said while making his way back to his throne.

The command left the orange ape confused. "S-Sir? Release her? W-What if she were to try something..." He glared back at his captive, remembering when he let his guard down, only to be greeted by a nasty claw on his face.

"No need to worry, my loyal minion. She wouldn't try to do something as foolish as that, knowing full well her life would end here. And even if she tried..." He stared her right in the eye, nothing but apathetic knowledge of power in his eyes. "... I'm more than enough to put her back into submission."

Although Pyre hesitated for a second, he eventually got up and undid the binds around the Combusken, grumbling a bit under his breath.

Her instincts screamed for her to lunge herself at the canine leader and end this twisted place's existence, but her mind put her back to reality. If she decided to fight the leader and the minions, she would surely be put to the ground again. No, she shook her head and controlled her urges, she was going to wait until the three were gone before she decided to try anything.

Noticing the stillness of the chicken, Raze smiled. "Hahahaha. See? As docile as a newborn babe~! You three can get out now, I'll handle it from here." He motioned his paws, dismissing his troop without giving them a proper look.

"Yes sir!" They shouted back obediently, slowly getting up and walking towards the stairs, although Pyre looked back a few times in concern before truly leaving, they eventually left the two alone in the room.

Lilac waited a few moments before deciding to do anything, wanting to make sure they were out of hearing range so she could properly beat the living crap out of their leader. The room was in utmost silence, with no sound source for the absence of windows or other entrances, aside from the one behind her, where her three abusers had just gone.

She kept waiting to make a move, not wanting to screw up the one-shot she got at freeing herself and possibly all the other females imprisoned in the village. Her arms and legs were stiff and sore from several days of being tied up and not being able to walk or move much at all, although nothing was hurt more than her pride from what happened in the desert.

"They should be very far by now, y'know? If you want to strike me down so badly, you should do it now while you have the chance." Raze taunted her, looking down at the feathery girl with hunger in his eyes.

That comment snapped her back to reality. She had been so focused on those three leaving she didn't realize she was just standing there doing nothing for a long time. She shook her head in an attempt to set it straight before pointing her claws at him. "What you are doing here is the foulest thing I've ever had to witness! You should be ashamed of leading your people in such a disgusting way." Her voice didn't falter, but for some reason, she felt like she couldn't beat him. Sure, he seemed very experienced in battle and looked intimidating, but she beat several guys like him in her life. But for some reason, her body couldn't muster the strength to lunge at him and tear his throat open.

The Houndoom didn't answer back immediately, in fact, he just stood there, looking at her, before bursting out in laughter, his voice ringing through his salon's walls to enhance his volume. "Disgusting? The way I lead is the way everyone in the world should be leading." He stood up, making Lilac initially flinch, but otherwise still standing her ground against the foul presence. "Back while I was still a runt, this village was nothing but a pile of weathered rocks and starving people, and you know why? Because our leader was too incompetent, trying to treat everyone in it the same, treating... woman... with the same respect as a man! We were lucky if we had bread to eat at night, and yet they spared females a bigger amount because they 'needed' it. Bullshit. Even back then I knew that to be true." He circled the Combusken, making his speech as he rounded her, but not in the taunting tone he had before, but a serious one, one filled with bitter and spiteful memories.

He was within striking range, Lilac was ordering her mind to attack now and get this over with. But, for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to do it. Since she got inside that chamber, she had felt a big weight on her body, trying to crush her to the ground, but she managed to resist it and remain on her legs. Or at least she thought she was doing it.

The dark canine kept his speech going. "And so, after a failed raid we did, trying to pillage the Raptor's village and get whatever we could and come back, I've had enough. Several of my brothers perished on the hand of a single detestable bird, and I was the only one left to tell the tale." He pressed one of his forelegs against his big scar, feeling how coarse it felt. It burned, but not in a physical way. "I relayed the information of our failure to our leader, who instead of prioritizing our most important members, decided to cut even more of our food to give to starving females, preaching that 'they were our only hope for a future'. But that was the moment everything changed. He was old, frail, and unable to battle. The only way he had to protect himself was his guards, but they did nothing as I lunged on top of him and tore his guts apart, taking my rightful place at the throne." His voice seemed proud, but it bore some lingering sadness in it. "My first rule of command was to reverse the priority of food. Us males would receive as much as we would need to remain strong and hunt for more food, while the dirty females would have only enough to remain to breathe, and they should be thankful I was that kind back then..." He spat on the floor right next to the Combusken's paw.

Lilac said and did nothing as she heard that frightful story, remaining with her stance ready, but her mind wandered, disgusted by the relaying of the attempt of trying and justifying his reasons. "That changes nothing. You treat us like garbage or toys at best and try to lie to yourself that it's the only way. You're a monster, one that must d...i...e... if this place is to have any peace..." Her voice faltered at that last point, almost as if something within her was trying to stop her from rebelling.

"Hehe..." He chuckled to himself. "It has been a long while, years, if not decades in fact since I last heard a female telling the truth. But if you want to know something..." He approached the combat-ready Combusken, pressing his powerful paws against her cheeks. Not with violence, but something almost as gentle as a caress.

She tried to throw a swipe at him, but she did nothing. She ordered her body to fight and put an end to his reign, but it refused to even budge. What was an underlying uneasiness before slowly turning into panic, realizing she didn't have proper control of her body.

He patted her face with care, feeling her soft feathers against his rugged paws. "... You're right... I am a monster." He grinned before pressing strongly against her head, pushing her hard against the ground below, a bit of it breaking on the impact. She didn't react at all, she couldn't fight back at all, the only thing that moved was blood out of her beak, hurt at the terrible blow.

Lilac groaned under his paw, doing her best to ignore the pain and perhaps counter the push he just did, but as the same as before, she couldn't get her arms to move. Tears gathered at the bottom of her eyes, filled with dread and despair at her current situation. "What... is going on...?"

Raze lowered his head to hers and licked some of the blood on her beak, tasting the metallic liquid before gulping it eagerly. "Hahahaha... Do you wonder why your body won't listen? Guess I didn't tell you about the little trait I had." His voice brought fear and anxiety to her face, which he delighted in, before getting his maw closer to her ear. "You see... Since I was born I always had this ability, females would usually feel intimidated around me and not approach me at all, which I always took as a convenience, but after my battle where I almost died... When I came back to the village, my mere presence would make women fall before me, not being able to defy me at all, recognizing their place in society. As long as I'm near them, no woman can defy or talk back to me, unless I will. I let you speak so you understand better that you're no different. Females are worse than us males, and I'll make sure that someday the whole world will treat you like you deserve and put you in your place, on the ground beneath us all, the place you belong." While still pressing her head hard against the ground with his paw, he used his other one to rub against the female's opening, already wet and ready to be put to use.

She whimpered, feeling that awful touch near her nether regions. She wanted to scream, kick and punch and much more she could against that awful living being, but her body wouldn't listen. Her body only listened to him now. There was nothing she could do.

"We males serve to live, rule, and bring new experiences and life. Females have only one purpose, to bow their heads and be impregnated. So rejoice, for I'm going to help you in finally having some use in your worthless life." He removed his large finger from her entrance, which was moist and leaking lots of fluids down her crotch to the ground. His canine cock was already rock-hard, veins popping from his red flesh and knot already fully swollen. He lowered his hips to position himself against the female's cloaca.

Her body wouldn't obey, except for her beak, which she used to plead with all she could muster. "P-Please, don't do it! I-I swear I'll be good and obedient! I won't question you anymore! I'll do whatever you want so please just don't do it..." She broke down into tears mid-way through her sentence, her heart filled with anguish, having to resort to begging such a filthy being, but there was no other option if she wanted to maintain her sex free from his foul eggs.

Seeing the female break into crying and begging to not be raped, spurred something within Raze. Not sympathy or pity for the sorry sight, but satisfaction and joy, seeing a being he believed to be in every level beneath him, completely submit and put herself in his paws, that was his greatest pleasure in life. Although... there was one thing he enjoyed more, breaking any shred of hope left through brute force. "HAHAHAHAHA! You finally understand your place in the world! But there's nothing you can do... I'm a male, you're a female, so you shall fulfill your purpose and be made whole again!" As soon as he finished his sentence, he pushed his hips forward, burying his thick length deep into the Combusken's cloaca, until his knot hit her outer walls.

"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" She screamed in agony, the pain of being utterly defiled against her will burning inside her like a searing metal brand. His enormous cock rubbed against her tight entrance, trying to make way inside her much smaller entrance, pushing and poking its way inside to the discomfort of Lilac. The floor beneath her face was getting wet, accumulating the tears that formed into a tiny pool beneath right against her.

He didn't even give time for her to adjust to his size before starting pounding away inside of her tight sex, making slap sounds each time his knot hit against the opening it was prodding against. He gritted his fangs with every thrust, basking in that overwhelming joy of taking a sobbing female against her will, feeling her struggling walls trying to push him outside, only for him to push it harder and get each time deeper inside of her.

But what was the worst for Lilac was the feeling of pleasure slowly building up inside of her. Against her better judgment, her body was relinquishing its purpose to try and convince the Combusken's mind that her place was right there, underneath that powerful male, serving him as best she could. And because of it, instead of letting pained cries each time the Houndoom shoved his rod inside of her, her voice let out moans amidst her pained sounds.

The canine immediately noticed her cries. "HA! See?! You might rebel against me, but all it takes is a good dick to put you in your proper place. Isn't it much better to just submit yourself to us and let your worries float away? You don't have to worry about anything like fighting or money anymore, all you need to do is please me, and you'll live the life your kind deserves~."

"N-No..." She tried to deny it, but she felt somewhere deep within her that maybe his words weren't as rotten as she thought a few minutes ago. "I'm not just... a s-sex toy..." Her eyes shone with all the liquid inside, looking directly to the powerful male on top of her. What resistance she could give with her inner muscles, slowly faded away, to be purely for pleasure to her male.

"Fuck, you're a tight cunt... We'll have to put you to use very often after this to open you up~." He boasted, licking the remaining tears on her cheeks while he thrust even harder inside her cunny, slowly but surely giving way to his knot.

She didn't protest any longer, neither outside nor inside her own body. Almost as if in tune with her turn, the power pushing her down started to weaken, allowing her to push her hips against the thick cock forcing itself in her entrance. She pushed in tune with his thrusts, moaning each time and trying to help that swollen meat bury itself easier inside of her.

"Fuck, gonna cum inside you filthy snatch." Raze pressed his paws firmly on her belly, pressing it down to get a better grip before pounding away into her cloaca, pushing his canine length roughly against her like a well-oiled machine. He gritted his teeth one last time before pushing as hard as he could against her entrance, painfully opening its way before shoving every inch of his meat deep inside her, and unloading his potent and virile seed inside her fertile womb, making sure the bitch would be thoroughly impregnated and forced to bear his young, and wishfully hoping he would get more males than females out of her.

He remained inside of her for several minutes, loving the feeling of how tight she was around him, and how pathetic she looked, with dead-looking eyes with no focus whatsoever. He played with her face for a bit, rubbing his paw against it and seeing if he got any reaction, but he got nothing, most likely because she fainted a bit after he filled her to the brim.

When he got bored of being inside of Lilac, he pulled his hips and removed his cock from her tight cunt, letting the overwhelming amount of cum stored flow outside, leaving a thick pool right beneath her.

Raze smiled, happy to see another good job of his, putting someone in their proper place, and making sure they'd never stand up against him again.

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"...And that's why I believe we should send more hunting parties to the east, my liege." The Blaziken bowed before his lord, having just finished his report and proposing new plans for the coming months, being the main advisor for Raze.

"Hmmm... You bring some good points, Blyke. I trust your judgment, so I'll order our most skilled teams to get whatever they need and set forth at once." Raze answered his advisor with respect in his tone, glad to have someone as reliable as him in his chain of command.

He was sitting in his throne, as a proper lord would, with one paw under his chin, supporting his head so he could properly pay attention to all the details presented to him, and the other right on top of the Combusken's head, who had her beak deep into his crotch, having taken both erection and knot whole, choking on his musky scent. The fact that he was knot deep into a whore wasn't something he couldn't multitask, pleasing his body and honing his mind at the same time.

The Blaziken took all of his stuff and turned to leave, trying to not let his lord see the blush on his face. That might not be something uncommon in the village, but having to lecture his leader while a female was giving head wasn't necessarily something he was used to.

As soon as the more evolved form left, Raze pushed Lilac's head backward, forcing her beak out of his crotch, but not letting a single drop fall, swallowing it all eagerly.

He chuckled at the pitiful sight. "You're getting better, but remember to remain quieter next time. This conference is for men only, so sluts like you should remain quiet." It had been a few weeks since he first broke her in, but she seemed to be getting better at her purpose with each passing day.

She wiped her face of remaining drool and pre before bowing before him. "I'm sorry Lord Raze, I swear I'll be quieter next time." Her voice had no emotions whatsoever, only following what was commanded of her and following her lord's instructions.

"Good. But I didn't permit you to speak. Turn around and present yourself, we will put your body to better use than excuses." He motioned one of his fingers, making sure his command was received quite clearly.

She nodded before turning her body around and getting on all fours before him, showing her moist cloaca.

Raze got out of his throne and walked towards his bitch, slapping her ass hard for speaking without orders. She didn't yelp. Good. He properly mounted her and pushed his length inside of her, enjoying what was something daily for them, not only for him but for any minion who deemed themselves worthy.

Lilac was no more. There was only a broken female left, with her only purpose to be bred and do her utmost that the males above her are satisfied, giving every inch of her body to them, as she was properly taught to do. For that was her place in life, hers and all others in the village, to submit and please.