City Of Thorns: Demon Got Your Tongue?
"Dad..." AX whispered in a soft, whimpery voice, almost crying into the cell phone.
"What is it?...What's wrong?"
"I..I was raped."
"..."
"..."
"...Daddy?'
"... Just tell me his name, son"
City Of Thorns
Demon Got Your Tongue?
knock
knock
knock
"Hello?" An older male cat with short black, thick glasses and black stripes running down his grey fur answered the door.
"Yes, is this the Sellwood residence?" The demon asked professionally, without looking up from a sheet of paper.
"This is it, how may I help you?"
The demon sighed, lowering the piece of paper, crumbling it and stuffing it into his pocket. "My name is Damon," he said with a grin "and I believe, your son knows mine..."
"Brandon, would you come down here?" The father's voice shook nervously, yelling up the stairs.
"Why?" The kitty yelled back, too busy playing Metal Gear to bother coming downstairs.
"N... Now!" The father shouted, which was very out of character for him, so with that Brandon paused his game, dropping the controller on the carpet and began to pad down the stairs, annoyed. "What do you w..." He froze as he saw his father standing up straight and stiff as a board, a very large and intimidating demon standing behind him with his claws up against to his neck.
"What's going on?" Brandon froze halfway down the stairs.
"W..well...you tell me..." his father said, his face flush red in fear and anger at what his son may have done. "Apparently you know this man's son?"
Damon pushed the man to the floor with very little effort, getting down on one knee and holding his neck up roughly to look at his son who was standing on the stairs.
"Your son likes to play rough with other boys~ Maybe we should show him why that's a rude thing to do..."
AX was born when Damon was only 17, so although he spent some of the best years of his life to raise his demonboy on his lonesome, he was now 35, a tall, slender and muscular business demon. Despite the hardship of raising a child, he had become a very successful board member for an advertising firm, but his son always came first. He had written off this trip to Portland as a business expense, and well, he did have business to take care of. "You. Boy." Damon pointed towards Brandon, snarling "Get over here now, or I'll rip your father's face off."
Brandon looked at his father nervously, who nodded his head softly, fear and adrenaline surging through his body as he approached the demon.
"So. Let's make this easy, shall we? Do you want to tell your daddy what you did?" Damon grinned, holding the man under him like a child, the cat not exactly in the best of shape at his older age.
"N-no, I don't know what you're talking about" Brandon stared at the ground, shaking.
**
Damon got to his feet, grabbing the boy and turning him around and pressing himself up against the wall, so that it was wall/Damon/Brandon, as Damon grabbed his nutsac with extreme pressure for the father to see.
"Need me to refresh your memory?" Damon snarled, ripping the pants off the cat with one swift swipe, revealing a large bulge underneath some very tight green boxers.
"Get your hands off of him!" The father cat was up in a second, stopping in his tracks as the demon's claws were now up against his son's neck. "Don't do anything stupid, Dr. Azaria, or else your son is going to have to learn to eat through a straw" "Y-you...M..m.my wife is going to be home soon, you should leave before she does and, and I won't press charges"
"Aw, what a sweet offer, Mr. Azaria, but I think I'll pass, I know that you got divorced six years ago"
"Wha-"
"It's called the In-ter-net" Damon said with a snarl, squeezing Brandon's balls tighter, causing him to whine loudly, tears rolling down his cheeks.
"It is money? I'm a doctor, I can pay you, j-just leave my son alone and I'll give you.."
"You think you can buy away my son's pain?! You think you can undo all the torment and anguish that he went though because of your boy?!? Get the fuck up to your bedroom - now."
Damon grinned, pulling his head to his lips "Whatever you did to my son, I'm going to make ten times worse" He snarled, as he pointed the boy's head at his father. "Because I know exactly what you did to my boy."
Damon growled angrily as he hooked his claws into Brandon's boxers, snarling "Now, what did you do to my son first, huh? Well, we took off your pants already, but my son doesn't wear boxers, so let's get rid of these.." He began to slide them off the shivering boy, grinning "Also, daddy, you may want to take a good look, I bet your son has grown a little bit since you last changed him~" As the boxers were pulled off with a tug, Brandon whimpered in embarrassment and fear as his dick flopped out of the too tight boxers, his father actually quite impressed with what he saw despite the situation, his son had to be at least 6 or 7 inches unerect, and his cock was impressively thick. He closed his eyes and looked away, not wanting to look, but now he could see why Brandon had no trouble bringing home boys night after night.
A muffled whine opened his eyes, and he winced at the sight of his son's mouth being impaled by a very fat and very hard black cock, Brandon pulling off of it with a choking cough, revealing a shimmering onyx shaft with at least and inch or two of excess skin hanging off the top.
"Good, good, I think that'll be enough lube, but I'd hate to have your mouth be bored... Hey dad!"
Brandon's father, Doctor Nick Sellwood, was a tall, gray cat in his 40s that looked a lot like his son, only without the red splotches of fur throughout and instead with a white stomach and nether regions, which the son was soon finding out as his mouth wrapped around his father's ballsac, much to his Brandon's muffled protest. Damon buried Brandon's face in his father's quite stinky ballsac, his claw pushing him roughly into it as he prepared to mouth the boy, his black cock now dry again, just like he wanted. The more pain, the better.
"Tell ya what, why don't you suck on your daddy's little dick while I fuck you, that way I don't have to hear you scream, okay? And dad? Your son has a bigger cock than you? I'd be ashamed."
Damon lined his cock up against the cat's tight little pucker, pulling his skin back to reavel his shiny onyx cocktip, as Ben began to nervously lower his muzzle over his dad's quite decent size cock, not wanting to make that final step, burying his head into his dad's chest as Damon suddenly rammed his mammoth demon cock inside him, the demon's ballsac slapping up against his furry ass with a loud SMACK.
He just grinned as he began to rock in and out of the trembling boy, who was in obvious discomfort. "You're going to make your boy suck you off, or else you're going to be doing this next."
Hesitantly, Nick placed his paw on the back of his son's head, pushing him down onto his cock. "D-dad, no..." and with his whimper going ignored, his father pushed his head down onto his cock, pushing it deep into his throat, choking his son in an effort to appease their attacker.
"Good man, good man" Damon said with a smile, grasping Brandon's hips and thrusting into him with a violently rythmn "I can't wait to see the expression on his face when he swallows that load of yours."
Nick looked down at his son sadly, as he kept his cock buried deep into his mouth, quietly whispering apologies to the boy as he fondled his ballsac in an effort to cum as quickly as he could as to end this for his child.
"No, no.." Damon frowned "Up and down, up and down, like this, Mr. Azaria" Damon began to violently buck in and out of the boy, his cock completely exiting the tailhole before ramming all the way into, Brandon's knees shaking in weakness.
His father had no choice but to comply, thrusting his cock slowly in his son's throat, thinking the sexiest thoughts of his ex-wife to try to cum, as the thrusting became much more violent, the demon shaking as his orgasm shook through him and into the boy, hot seed shooting into his stomach, causing an unintentional orgasm of his own, his kitty cock spraying white sperm onto the bed, splashing onto his chest. Damon panted in afterglow, slowly moving his cock inside the boy, smiling in genuine pleasure, pulling his pants over and pulling a cigarette out, lighting up to enjoy the show.
As he began to notice the good doctor's orgasm approach, he placed his claws down on top of Brandon's head, not wanting the boy to miss out on anything, slamming in down onto his father's cock, Nick moaning loudly as his ballsac slapped up against his sons chin and he began to spew hot, forceful shots of watery cat seed down into his son's throat, Brandon gagging at the bitterness of it, crying out in disgust.
After filling his son's stomach against his will, he hurriedly lifted his son's head up to make sure he was okay, the boy gasping for air, looking up to his father with tearful eyes, cringing as felt the demon behind him begin to pull out from inside him, with each inch of meat that passed through his swollen entrance, the pain was amplified, no longer suppressed by an impended orgasm.
"Well, that was fun, wasn't it?" Damon leaned down and smiled cruelly in the boy's face "Think you had enough?" Ben nodded quietly, tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Let's ask your father, since you're too much of a cry baby to answer me. Dad?" Damon bent over to the gray cat, and grabbed one end of the duct tape around his mouth and gripped it tightly.
"Now this may might sting. A lot."
"Please, haven't you done enough to us?" The father cat blubbed with tears running down his face and accumulating on a very red and very furless patch of skin above his lips, his son in his arms tightly.
Damon just smiled, watching from his seat on the bed, as the two kitties held each other on the floor, their two pink cocks pushed together. He put his cigarette out on the comforter and grinned cold-bloodedly.
"Put it in him, and I'll go" Damon said with a toothy smirk, massaging his ballsac with the back of his paw, not at all ready to quit playing. "Because right now, I don't think he's even close to having felt the shame and pain my son felt, now put it in!!"
And so Nick began to lift his son up, and despite his howling protest, lowered him down upon his barbed cock, knives cutting into the boy's flesh as the tip ran through his abused insides up into his body. "Daddy..." Brandon was sobbing now, guilt rushing through his father as he began to lift the boy up to pound it into him again, the look in his son's face reminding him of the look that he used to give him as a child, the kitty whining loudly as Nick lowered him back down slowly onto his barbs.
"Hehe..." Damon grinned as the father's thick cock pushed into his son, letting go of his own once-again rock hard uncut cock and sauntering over to the crying father, his muzzle buried deep into his son's shoulder.
Damon lifted him up by the scruff of the neck and flashed him a toothy grin. "You know, your son is so experienced, I bet he's used to much bigger boys then us...why, I bet it would take twice as much meat just to get your little slutty son off!"
The father shook his head violently as he saw the feat in his son's eyes "N-no!"
But Damon already had his mind set on it, pushing Nick back onto the bed, stretching out his son's pucker for the demon to see. Damon grabbed his cock, pulled back the excess skin revealing the shiny black tip, and pointed it at the once pink but not beet-red entrance. He placed his other paw on Brandon's back, pushing his face into his father's chest, and began to slide his fat, fleshy cock into the boy, Brandon biting his lip in pain as the cock pushed up against his father's. The fat tissue slid in along that of Nick's, spreading Brandon's red tailhole to new extremes as it began to accommodate the rather beefy and lengthy cocks that were about to pound him, the shorter yet sharper one of his father, and the now quite familiar bulkiness of the demon's.
Brandon began to scream out in pain as his entrance was torn apart, Damon taking the boy completely dry, feeding inch after inch deep into him, Nick bent over powerlessly as he watched the expressions of his tormented son.
Suddenly, with a loud pop, Damon pushed the entirety of his cock into the boy, the walls around the two pressed together fleshy members contracting tightly as the large black balls slapped loudly against his ass, the boy screaming out violently as the pain shot through his loins and throughout his body.
Damon smiled with accomplishment as the boy writhed in pain and as he felt his cock rub up against the barbs of the boy's father, he could only imagine what his own son went through.
"Now, what we are going to do" He said over the tearful moans of the kitty, as Damon slapped his father with his paw to get his attention. "I said, what we are going to do is lift your boy up on the count of three, and once he's at the tips of our cocks, we're going to slam him down again, okay?" The father shook his head silently, so Damon took a claw and scratched it down Brandon's arm, leaving a long gasm, causing him to scream out hysterically "Okay?!" "Okay, okay!!" The father pleaded as he cupped his paws underneath the boy's armpits.
Damon placed his hands on the howling boy's hips, digging his claws into his pelvis.
"1"
The boy began to shiver and shake his head violently, whimpering "...no..."
"2..."
"No! Please, I've learned my lesson, please don't do this!"
"3!"
With that, they lifted the boy up, until only the apex of their cocks were enclosed around his tight little kitty ass, before Damon pushed down with all his might, pressing the boy down onto the two rock hard members, tearing apart the abused tailhole.
Brandon screamed out in agonizing pain, his entire body shaking, feeling as though someone had just shoved two scalding hot lead pipes up his ass, not even noticing as he was lifted and slammed down once again, the pain of the two fat cocks dryly ripping through him causing him to pass out.
"Br-Brandon!" Nick yelled out as Brandon slumped over into Damon's chest.
"Relax, he can handle it..." Damon said with a grin, "But it'll get much worse for him if you stop." Nick lowered his head in frailty, as he helped lift his son up and slam him back down onto the two cocks, again and again, his eyes closed tightly in shame.
All of this was quite the turn on for Damon, and although he had a specific mission in coming here, why not enjoy himself?
Damon grabbed the doctor by the back of the head, pulling him in for a kiss, shoving his fat, slimy black tongue down the older cat's mouth as they lifted the now unconscious boy up to the head of their cocks and then slammed him back down again with such force and violent intensity, that even in his state his shook in pain and shock.
Damon sucked the feline's tongue into his mouth, biting down on it roughly, picking up the pace with his fucking, his entire body going numb as the kitty was plunged again and again around his uncut head.
Suddenly, Nick pulled his tongue out of Damon's mouth with such force that he cut it on the sharp grasp of the demon's teeth, blood trickling down his chin as he moaned out loudly, his entire body shaking as he shot his second load of seed into the boy, the vibration rippling through his shaft against Damon's, setting his own orgasm into motion, the demon roaring loudly as he began to shoot hot ropes of white cum into Brandon, the two seeds mixing together as they shot up into his stomach, his tailhole so tightly stuffed so that the cum had nowhere else to go. The two of them shot their sperm deep into the boy, his stomach becoming visibly distended, a little pot belly forming as his chest was now filling with a total of four loads of seed.
As the knocked-out kitty's stomach grew much to Damon's pleasure, he pulled his fat dick out of the boy with a loud slopping noise, leaving a trail of blood of cum to trickle down the panting father's shaft, Damon grabbing the boy's face and drying his cock clean on it.
Damon, satisfied, moved his way to a comfy chair, his cock still throbbingly erect, as he waited for the doctor to come around. By the sounds of the father's loud sobbing as he tightly hugged his boy, he knew that it had hit him.
"Please, we've done everything you've asked, you've made your point..." The doctor said, his son unconscious in his lap, holding him tightly. "Won't you please just leave us now?!"
Damon looked down at the two, walking over to the bedroom entrance, turning around as he reached it.
He placed his foot around the door, hooking around it and slamming it shut. "No." «HB»