Captive and Willing
"It's about time," you hear from somewhere close by, "didn't think you were waking up."
Your head is pounding as you struggle to open your eyes. Where are you even? The last thing you can remember is passing through the fortress' front gate. The knight statues in front of you looked suspicious, sure, but you doubt that it was one of them that struck you from behind.
Through blurry vision you spot something standing high above you through the slats of your cage. As you continue to focus you begin to make sense of why you're here. Perhaps it had something to do with the club your new captor was carrying. You slowly shift your gaze upwards to meet the eyes of a man-serpent who eagerly flicks his tongue at you. In his other hand is a chain leading straight to you.
You tug desperately at the iron collar around your neck. No matter how hard you pull or which way the padlock in the back is not budging. After a short struggle you give up on the collar, instead grabbing onto the chain and trying to rip it free to no avail.
The man-serpent lets out a wicked cackle. Watching you flail in desperation is entertaining enough. You are his new prey, after all. The thrill of the hunt is exciting and he has every intention of taking what's his.
"Do you like it? Get used to it runt, the collar stays on."
He cranes his head all while staring directly into your eyes. Slowly he reels in your chain to pull you closer. This is his trophy; his prize capture. It's not often new prisoners survive for very long but you are different. His tongue tickles your cheek as he savors your weak, fleshy form.
"Mmmmm, yes," he snarls.
You stare longingly into his beautiful serpentine eyes. His gaze is absolutely hypnotic, almost welcoming, like a warm fire in the cold of winter. A wave of calm and relaxation washes over you as you lose in it. Your thoughts, your fears, they all melt away, flowing freely through your mind. What is happening to you?
Still gripping your chain he opens the fly of his trousers with the other with such finesse that you can't help but be amazed. You want more. You want to submit to him. You want to satisfy him. His will is your command and you want nothing more than to obey your master.
His cock is one of the largest you've ever seen. Your mouth waters as it emerges from his fly. It's so smooth, yet perfect. The faint throbs intrigue you enough that you must have a taste. You open your mouth and allow him to guide his powerful member between your lips.
"Hungry one, are we?" Your master teases as he reaches his hand into the cage and rests it against the back of your head.
You grab his ass as your mouth slides down his shaft. His bulging cock is the thickest tongue depressor you've ever taken your mouth. Despite that you still work the head of his dick with the back of your throat as best you can. Your head twists and turns for maximum pleasure. Occasionally you gag on his much superior cock causing him to shudder in ecstasy.
Your serpentine master let's out a faint moan as he suddenly grabs your head and holds it in place. He thrusts his hips harder and harder as he his fucks the thoughts out of his little slave's obedient mind. You hadn't noticed the cage locked into your own pathetic boyhood as you tried to stroke yourself to climax.
"You-- don't-- get that-- runt," he grunts as fucks your mouth as hard as he can.
He's right. Your tiny cock is nothing compared to the majesty that is his own. The only dicks you'll ever play with are the ones that belong to your masters. The cage wrapped around your cock and balls begins to throb as you strain for release. Its perfectly tight fit makes you even hornier.
The man-serpent suddenly pulls his dick from your mouth and fumbles for your cage key. He swings the door open and grabs you by your collar. Outside of your prison he forces a gag into your mouth and straps it tightly to your head. You assume the position and beg through the leather strap covering your lips for your master to breed you like the cattle you are.
Your collar pulls tight as he wraps the chain around his fist. He places his hand on your shoulder as you arch your back from the leash's pull. Suddenly you feel it. Your reward for your wonderful submission.
You grunt as his cock slides into your ass. He's thicker than you thought! He leans closer to you and tells you to relax. His words are like a spell. Your muscles do as they are told as the rest of him enters your hole.
Plap, plap, plap.
His balls slap your taint as he thrusts his dominance into you. His fingers dig into your shoulder as you barely manage to stay conscious from all of this bliss. There's not a thought you can form in your mind that isn't begging your master to fuck you harder. You want it, you need it. He moans as you do, occasionally reminding you that your place is on your knees in a muzzle. His property doesn't get to make noise while he breeds.
The thrusts get faster and harder. His tongue flicks your ear as he puts his head on your shoulder. You're weak and can't stop trembling as waves of raw pleasure rip through your inferior body. Oh god, you can feel it coming. Your cage is dripping as tiny spurts of cum shoot out. You need it now!
You grab his head and lean your face close to his. The gag in your mouth stays your tongue as you try to taste his beauty up close. It's coming, any second now!
With one final, powerful thrust your insides are flooded with your master's seed. It doesn't stop! His orgasm is more powerful than yours could ever hope to be. The cum dribbling from your cage is your sign that his superior cock will always dominate yours. You collapse to the floor in a huffing heap. Master is pleased. He lifts you over his shoulder like a sack of grain and drops you back in your cage. The door locks and he studies you for a moment.
"You know," he starts with a wicked chuckle, "I think I like you better when you're muzzled like that."
With one last stroke of your chin he kisses your forehead before turning to leave. Just as he does though he makes sure you know he'll be back. His friends are going to love their new toy.