In The Name Of Velocirapture - Chapter 4
#5 of Sensual Saga: In The Name Of Velocirapture
In The Name Of Velocirapture.
Written by Taiko Akito Edited and proofread by Kraken D'Waggin, theonehowl, and Snow Taradien
All characters were used with the permission of their owners and are listed below.
[Chapter Four]
To anyone looking in from the outside, that afternoon, it appeared as though the couple inside of the massive household were playing a kinky role-play. The largest of the two of them wore a mask that would normally be camp, although he had the charisma and charm to actually make it intimidating, and a spandex suit that covered everything below his neck but the four massive endowments the dracoraptor had developed a reputation for. His partner, a guilmon with more cum on his face than an entire army performing bukkake could have possibly provided, likewise seemed to be playing some sort of helpless victim to the other's super villain. He squirmed as he lay on the man's chest, with his head pressed between the quartet of dicks, a collar around his neck as a leash led up and to his lover's hands.
What few would have realized, however, even if they'd watched the entire encounter from the start, was that this was a genuine scene, and not some kinky script the two were acting out. There was no safe word, no utterances of sweet nothings, not even a hint of "love you". Sure, the smacks made to the boy's ass were light, and didn't do anything more than send him a bit further into the four massive dongs that were practically floating there, but they were almost always followed by a long grope, and teasing finger around his rump's rosebud. It was clear that there was an element of ownership to this relationship...ownership that went beyond mere payment or sex.
To Thyge, as he lay there atop of the stud's massive chest, there was no disillusion about himself on who it was that owned him. Nothing in him doubted who or what it was below him, nor towards the gift that was flowing over his face, into his mouth, and down his throat into his meek gullet. He knew that it was his master that owned him, his master that had claimed him, and his master who fucked him like nobody else in the world could take...well, he was the best one to be fucked by that point.
After all, Velocirapture had yet to actually take over the world, as he so claimed he would. Thyge didn't know if the dracoraptor actually had the right to claim the world, but he had no doubts that would he be try, and in all likelihood be able to succeed where others failed. After all, the dracoraptor was subtle when he needed to be, and even now that Thyge knew that he'd been tricked into submitting to the man, the guilmon knew how manipulative a bastard the villain was.
Arguably it made him all the more convinced that Velocirapture really was his master; after all, the man had convinced him, a person virtually made of data, of a ruse that was logically impossible after a few moments of video. If a near genetic expert could be convinced so easily, then what hope did the world have? Hell, even when he'd rebelled after learning of the trickery, Thyge had really not rebelled at all; in fact, he'd crawled right into the dracoraptor's lap, even in the very room that the meister had staged the filming. He didn't know why, but...maybe it had something to do with how dead set that first thought of subordination had been inside his head. Like it was what he was meant for, being commanded by someone more powerful than himself, someone domineering, powerful...hmmm, with cum that made the ether of life taste like the piss of hell...
Velocirapture himself had been a little surprised when Thyge had given up so willingly, although he could see that he needed to work a bit more at the boy's mind to make it really stick. Not that it was hard work at all, really; tear the digimon's clothes off, stick his face into a bouquet of dicks, make him drink some of his new favorite drink, and get some new, instant loyalty! Of course, the subliminal message files that he was making would make things that much easier when he actually started his worldwide conquest, but even Velocirapture had to admit, the method he was using at that moment was surprisingly effective.
Well, surprising considering that he'd actually anticipated many more, different attitudes from the boy, to larger extremes. It was something of a shame that Thyge wasn't an outright slut immediately upon meeting his master, but you couldn't have it all.
"Hmmm," Velocirapture purred, as he abruptly caused a near literal tidal wave of semen to suddenly drench Thyge's entire face, watching his admirer sputter atop of himself. Even as this quickly turned to bending down to slurp the entire mess up, the dracoraptor continued to talk to his willing slut, as though they'd started a conversation. "You know, Lover Boy, I think that things are going a bit too slow between us."
The man's words made Thyge freeze up, despite the liberal pools of musky white gold to lap up, his eyes turning almost frightful as he looked behind himself. The villain mercilessly padded the moment out with silence, before he smacked at Thyge's rump again and forced a finger knuckle deep into the red rectum. Velocirapture took no small sense of pleasure from the surprised wail that Thyge gave before falling upon, and being gagged, by a conveniently placed cock.
"Therefore, I have devised a test for you, to see if we should go the extra mile for our relationship to progress." the macro continued on, again as though nothing had changed. "It's an easy one, really, right up your alley." The grin on his face seemed to grow again, somehow, looking more and more creepy the further those malicious fangs were showed off behind his lips. Thyge didn't seem to notice, too blinded by loyalty, lust, and the mass of shafts in his face again as he fellated the one he fell on.
"In fact, you could almost say that it was a labor of love for you, even before we met..."
Thyge shifted with a whine as he stood before the solid steel doors to the heroic base, biting his lip as he looked side to side. He could still hear his master's words, echoing in his ears, not to mention his mind, as he tried to calm himself down, knowing that he had so much to do for Velocirapture's plan to really work out. He'd need to work out an excuse to get him into the main computers, another as to why he smelt like an orgy, and was a day late to his job, and-
"Hey, Thyge! Welcome back!"
Thyge appeared to have hit his first obstacle before he'd even gotten through the doors, it seemed. Shuffling to himself, he slowly looked to his side, taking in the muscled sight of one of the resident heroes of the base, Nor. The mule looked like he was in top form, despite the early hour, a suit that was not spandex, but clung like it was, covering his body from his neck down to his hooves. It betrayed none of the travel time that had gone into the hero's arrival at the building, looking surprisingly clean for what Thyge knew to be a half-hour long parkour journey through the metropolitan area.
"H-Hey Nor..." he almost whispered, swallowing as he smelt the scent of semen in his own breath. It only took a glance to Nor's grin to know that the larger male had detected it as well, Thyge's cheeks turning a bright crimson as his back was clapped.
"Well, I guess I don't need to ask if you've been having fun lately." the mule winked down to the boy, chuckling gently before he crossed his arms and moved to a console. "You might want to try chewing some cinnamon gum before you get to the corridors, though." Nor shrugged before he turned to a nearly hidden pad on the wall, his eyes slowly scouring it before he pressed a sequence of buttons which scanned his thumb each press. "I have some stashed away, just in case of events like these, near the entrance. I'll see about getting you some before things get too hectic."
The smile that Thyge was then given was surprisingly empathetic, and helped alleviate the intimidation of having a superhero he worked with knowing that he'd been given a few helpings of man-cream that morning. The tension wasn't completely gone from Thyge's system, but at least he knew that Nor wasn't about to turn him in and make the rest of the base aware of his sexual tendencies. Not that the team was really all that bad about that sort of thing; Nor himself was an openly gay man, and from the rumors the boy had heard, there were at least few others on the team who were rather appreciative of the male form.
Opening his mouth to thank the black-clad mule, the guilmon was swiftly cut off by a gesture from the hero before himself, Nor's red and blue lined finger being raised to his lips and gesturing for Thyge to be silent. Realizing that his breath was just as sultry as before, Thyge complied, and just in time to avoid a gaggle of inspectors from the safety commission board walking up behind him. They waited patiently, having been through the same sensors and tests that were strewn about the building as both the guilmon and the costumed mule at the front door, knowing that eventually they too would be let in after another battery of tests.
Their presence made Thyge, again, worry that his master's plan would be noticed, especially as one of the more touchy-feely began to invade his personal space. However, as the door to the complex building opened up, and Thyge was given some breathing room, he managed to calm himself down enough to remember a few important facts. There was nobody around that could read minds on patrol that day, and so long as he put his mind to work, he'd be able to come up with a plan that would work.
Keeping in mind to only breath through his nostrils, even as they rounded out inside and Nor discretely gave Thyge a small packet of the promised gum, without even a wink, the boy tried to stay as much a wallflower as he could. It took him a few moments to realize that, as it was, being a computer techie in a high profile superhero base, he wasn't likely to get lots of attention from any of the heroes or even the other members of the staff holed up in the subtly disguised building.
That didn't mean it wasn't intimidating as all hell for the boy, as he brushed up against heroes both experienced and new, especially ones who were visiting to give the base extra protection. The electric shock he received from a particular elephant in green, which seemed to be targeted at his groin as they passed, made him meep out loud and jump, sent tingles running up his spine as well as his crotch. Even when the pachyderm stopped and apologized for the joke, the man managing to put a smile on both their faces by the end of it even with the static-shock-slap to the guilmon's keister that finished their encounter, Thyge still felt unease about being so open in the base.
Not that it was intimidating in any way, really. It was dressed in friendly colors along its inner walls, it was solidly built and was made to defend against any and all foes the heroes knew of, and it wasn't so claustrophobic that anyone felt like they were going down through a locker on their way to the locker-room. Quite the opposite, really, considering that the visiting elephant-hero was at least eight feet tall, and could flap his ears without hitting any of the ceiling fans above. Still, the fact that he had so much work with, and so little time to do it all in, made the place as daunting as it was secure.
The fact that it was still technically unfinished only increased that paradoxical feeling tenfold, with the actual building in place but not all of its security measures being installed in secret. This meant that there were more armored guards walking around, people were aware of others trying to sneak in, everything was being scanned on you if you stopped for more than five seconds at the water fountain...well, maybe not that crazy, but it said something when the snack machines laden about the building weren't allowed so much as a small package of chips lest they have a bomb in them.
The knowledge he had of the entire building was so discouraging, in fact, that Thyge might as well have been in an earthquake as he tried to slip his key-card into his locker's lock, his hand was shaking so much. Swallowing hard, and blushing as he realized he was in need of another piece of gum, the guilmon forced the image of his master into his mind, and the promise he was given for succeeding. Managing to properly slip the card in and out on the second try, and get his locker open, Thyge slipped his uniform on over his round form, managing to ignore for once the way it clung to his belly and rump.
It was, again, surprising at how little attention he actually got when he he actually started moving through to one of the isolated console rooms. Even Nor ignored Thyge when they crossed paths in the hallway, although the komodo dragon - another of the visiting heroes - at his side along with the charts in his face probably had a hand in distracting the mule. Not that Thyge gave much mind to him either; after all, he had a mission to do, and he was already nervous enough without talking to a hero with another person he didn't know hovering over their conversation and picking up on his shaky hands and shifty eyes.
Fortunately, the boy's obscurity held through, and before long he was sidling up against the wall as a palm scanner read his hand. When it was finished, and released his arm from the bracer that was set into the wall, Thyge moved to the door and pulled it open, the heavy metal meaning he had to use even his now sore arm to work it open.
"Hrrrrnnnggg!" he grunted as he pulled it just far enough to get inside, panting as he held his knees in his hands before the thing began to slide back. "Ack, no!" he shouted before gripping at the edge of the door again, growling to himself as he halted its slide and managed to squeeze himself into the room. The guilmon waited in silence as the door quietly rumbled shut again, locking itself tight and leaving Thyge in total darkness.
The guilmon hardly breathed as he stood there, eyes looking around as he tried to calm himself down. It wasn't as though he were in an improbably well protected broom closet after all - he was only being scanned by a half dozen hidden cameras that controlled the alarms and defensive measures that stretch of hallway boasted. Nothing he didn't face on an average work day.
...still, it was such a relief when the lights and computers actually started up that he couldn't help but fall to his backside with a sigh. "Hooouuu, so far, so good..." he murmured to himself, before he snuck another piece of gum into his mouth, knowing that he didn't have much time before a security team walked in to see what he was doing. He hoped that he had Velocirapture inside before such a thing happened, but if he didn't, he didn't want to be caught with breath that smelt like he tried to cover up a blow-job in the washrooms with a cinnabon.
His fingers were clacking the keys as fast as he could by the time he was sitting down in a backless chair, his teeth digging into the hot gum as he went through the motions. Login screen, filled in; security password, filled in; pieces of arbitrary information along with the date, time, and station number, filled in; it was all as automatic as breathing to Thyge by this point. In fact, the only time that he actually paused long enough to see the vertical bar flash on the input screen was when he was prompted with the words 'State reason for access'.
Unlike the earlier fields that Thyge had filled out, this one was rather problematic to get through. Whereas the other pages had only needed pieces of information that were for the logs the computer stored for usage, as well as to be sure that he was the one authorized for use, this one required a legitimate, and scheduled reason to get past it. The computer wasn't about to be fooled into allowing him to having access by claiming that it was time for a programming sweep, and he couldn't very well claim that he'd remembered a bug he'd missed the last time he was on.
For the next five minutes, Thyge sat there, biting his lower lip (when he wasn't chewing his gum) trying to think of an adequate reason for why he was sitting there...well, aside from the obvious. He knew he was under a time limit, and yet he just couldn't think of anything broad that would allow him the level of access he needed. Unless he wanted to be caught and questioned by security as to why he was in a sector that he wasn't supposed to be working in, he couldn't hack the database either...
Whimpering to himself, Thyge tried turning around on his seat as he scoured his mind for something, anything that would disable the doors, cameras, sensors...hell, even the lights would be an improvement to the situation. Hell, he didn't even need to shut them down, even a proper delay would-
"...oh..." Thyge went as he blinked, suddenly getting an idea. Hope springing anew within the boy, he immediately typed into the still present question box 'Run Full_System_Deep_Diagnostics.exe'. He waited on pins and needles, hoping that such a low risk program would actually work at this stage of entry, and that his clearance would allow it. He waited...waited...bit his lip again, the sounds of what sounded like motors whirling in his ears...were those footsteps he heard in the hallway? As in, heavy, fifty-ton high-octane battle-gear steps? The ones for the staff members who couldn't get to safety?!
Thyge's whimper was cut short as he gave himself a quick slap across the face, listening hard as he put the Alien movies out of his mind. He was not on a space ship, there wasn't an apocalypse of invading, slavering beasts coming after him, and at this point nobody suspected that he was anything more than a computer tech who'd faint at the first sign of combat.
Besides, he'd only been there ten minutes at most, and they only fell back on the heavy ordinance if the security systems were being penetrated. All he was doing at this point was doing a scan, nothing too out of the norm.
Taking his eyes and ears off the door, trying to get his nerves under control, he finally took notice of the graph that had replaced the request page, telling him of how long he had until the scan would be completed. So far so good, in that regard...although the fact that the system estimated that it had twenty minutes until it was done didn't exactly inspire confidence.
"Okay..." he muttered to himself, trying to fill in the blank that filled in what came next in his plan. Spinning his chair around, he moved to the console right next to the one he'd been working on, trying it to see what else he had at his hands. 'Run Security_Camera_View23.exe' he typed in, hitting enter before he realized that the hallway he was in was covered by cameras 52, 54, and 46.
His self-directed seething was halted as he saw that the key presses hadn't even registered in the small white box, the black bar frozen upon itself. A few seconds passed before R appeared at the start, followed at a snail's pace by the next few characters; u...n...a space...S...
It made the guilmon grin gleefully as he reached down into his back pocket, grunting as he pulled out a micro-transceiver that Velocirapture had given him. It had taken a couple days to construct, both to keep the base's sensors from picking up on it and to be able to send out a signal that the dracoraptor could pick up himself from the outside. The base was heavily shielded from radio signals being send out either from within or without, lest some electricity based villain decided to try and enter in such a manner, or someone tried to broadcast something classified from within the base.
As it was, the watch-sized device could only transmit a couple of pings to anything that was listening in, in a small, slow, two note pattern. It wasn't a message of any kind, really; it wasn't any massive flare in the sky, telling someone where something was. All it was meant to do was send out a wave that would react with the base's own equipment, if barely, and send out a notice to his master's own corresponding receiver.
As of that point, even if Thyge had access to the rest of the systems with an administrative level of access, he couldn't do anything worth a damn now. The diagnostic scan was running deep and thorough through every file, in all of its accessible systems as fast as it could, and was creating a hell of a lag while it was doing so. By this point, the only thing that would halt it would be a direct reboot of the entire computer core. Admittedly, this wasn't that hard to do - Thyge himself needed to do it at least three times when he was first introduced to the base - but hopefully, by the time anyone tried it, it would be too late...
Kraken had been lying in wait outside of the building's back entrance for quite some time by that point, scowling to himself in a puddle as he waited for the signal that it was all safe to go inside. It wasn't a fun time spent.
Despite the plan having been his from the start, it was hardly any fun for him to have to go around, not only in civilian clothing, but inside a dumpster of all things. Tiny motors on the wheels had been moving him at a single mile per hour to get him in the right position without alerting the motion detectors. It'd been four hours since he'd gotten into the metal box, and he had nearly been clawing at the walls since the first half-hour has passed!
The inside of the box was dingy, dark, cramped, and padded to the point that it felt like he was in a sadistic prison cell made for someone half his size, rather than his secret method of sneaking past the superhero base's security. He had to remain in a curled up position (that he suspected was doing horrible things to his spine) in order to stay inside of the thing without making it into the size of a dump truck, he couldn't play with himself without very likely short circuiting all the electronics that shielded himself within the dumpster from the heat and x-ray scanners, and worse of all, he couldn't wear his supervillain outfit lest he got caught!
As it was, the only real boons to the whole venture was that he had allowed himself a single touch screen computer with access to the Internet, albeit a limited access rate to keep himself from being conspicuous. This was almost as much a curse as it was a blessing, as it meant that Kraken had to limit what sites he went on to and which ones he hacked lest he find something sexy and started jacking himself off to it.
It was one of the rare cases when the dracoraptor had willingly left the Parental Block settings on a computer untouched since they'd been activated. He hadn't done that the first time he ran into one of the cock-blockers, when they were still new, and his body was...relatively young...actually, now that he thought about it, when was the last time that he'd left the block as it was? Didn't he normally hack them to be essentially useless?
The pondering was enough to take up at least a few more minutes of Kraken's time...before he was left once again curled up with his head between his knees, on his back, with nothing to do but look at a dim screen for entertainment. He was left scowling yet again as he went back to frustratedly pressing his clawed fingers against the scratch resistant screen in order to type out an order for a couple of motherboards to be shipped to his dummy mailbox.
Kraken was about to blow his cover. as he was given an order fifteen times the one he wanted, yet again, when the entire screen of his hand-held computer flashed red. Blinking, the villain realized that this was the signal he had been waiting so many hours for, grinning to himself as he wiped his sweaty face with the palm of his hand and pressed the off switch. It was time for him to make his first real step towards controlling the entire world...
The first step towards that first step involved the dracoraptor straightening his foot out and kicking down the smallest wall he could slip out of. This just so happened to be the way he got in, not to mention entirely the wrong way to make it open up. Still, Kraken didn't care, as he slid himself out of the metal box and granted the world the chance to gaze upon himself once again, especially since it allowed for him to do a few things. One, stretch and breathe!
Honestly, he had absolutely no idea how astronauts could take breathing recycled air day in and day out, he could barely stand a sixth of a day with it! "Haaa..." he sighed as he rubbed at the back of his head, rubbing at his groin as he felt at the back-up in his bladder. "...damn, knew I should have packed something other than drinks..."
Taking a look at the back of the building, Kraken was relieved to see that it was far more different than how he'd thought it to look - it only looked mildly like the back of a supermarket, and more like that of an apartment complex. Perfect for keeping villains such as himself from noticing that it was a superhero base...so long as they didn't notice the camera lenses that were practically everywhere.
"Well, Thyge, let's see how you did with those security systems..." he muttered to himself as he continued to stretch, waiting for the guns to start popping up. He waited for a few seconds before his stretched patience broke, and he sighed as he made for what appeared to be a door. "Fuck it. If he sent the signal, then I'm going in."
It took Kraken all of three seconds before he realized the door was, in fact, a fake, the outline merely an impression into the metal and "wood" to give the impression of depth. He didn't bother with the doorknob - from what Thyge told him, it was probably some kind of palm and or finger scanner, and completely pointless to use. In fact, the wall was likely lined to the woodwork with sensors designed to take anything that pressed against it and story it for future reference. It was also at that point that he noticed the cameras were starting to follow him...slowly.
Shrugging to himself, the dracoraptor decided to try and find a weak point into the base, going back to the mobile bunker he'd been trapped in beforehand and pulling out a skin tight version of his suit, along with another of his masks. It wouldn't be nearly as much protection as his other one was, but he would have to make due with what he had...besides, it was the image that counted by this point. He already had a size advantage on virtually everyone else the base staffed, by the virtue that he was already almost three times larger than the average person. All he needed to add was the identification of him actually being a villain, and...hmm, he was missing something.
Kraken, donning his costume and returning to his Velocirapture identity, quickly looked the rest of the crate over to be sure he wasn't forgetting anything. He spent a single minute looking and thinking before shrugging, as he took the hand-held computer and slipped its cord over his head like backstage pass. Knowing that time was of the essence, the next few minutes were spent swiftly searching the wall and its corners for any cracks in the sensorite material, sniffing at it and trying to force his gloved claws into the little cracks he found. Some of them were minute scratches made sometime by the workers of the building, others were flaws painted on to give the place a more realistic look (an attempt that, the dracoraptor had to give concession to, worked for the most part), all of which meant that he couldn't get any purchase.
However, despite all this, Velocirapture was far from anything remotely close from discouraged, confident not only in the information Thyge had given him but the images that his prison/ride had given him while he was trapped inside. More than stealth technology had gone into that dumpster; it had a variety of cameras and detectors within it as well, the outputs of which he had plenty of time to look over while inside of it.
There was a specific line that ran through the wall, a jagged series of cuts that let out a little more heat than the rest of the wall. It didn't take a genius to realize that this was exactly what the supervillain was looking for, and after a bit more scouring, found an upper and a lower portion of it.
Smirking to himself, the dracoraptor plunged his fingers into the material, hammering himself in a few times to get it in with the first hand, before repeating with the other lower down. There was a brief pop and a hot flash around the man's fingers, as he worked them deeper in, turning the grin on his face to a snarl. However, the villain didn't halt - in fact, he only proceeded to get more serious and work harder - and instead pushed his digits as far as he could before he used all the strength his fifteen foot high form would allow. Grunting as he felt the doors and their motors fight against him, Velocirapture grunted and forced them open, the hydraulics slowly giving in without appropriate instructions to fight closed.
Sparks flew from the false-wall, as the jagged parts parted to reveal an entrance into the base, only the insulated nature of Velocirapture's suit protecting him aside from the heat welling up at his hands. With nary a moment to spare, the man dove into the passageway and forced himself to release the sensorite wall, as another pair of doors along the inside of the passage slid to shut him out.
Only the delay in the security protocols allowed him to do this, and the villain began to get a new appreciation for proper security measures. It only made him all the more eager to get the base into his own possession, to allow himself to be protected by the very measures that nearly did him in...not to mention working out the thing that allowed him entrance to begin with. How dare they allow such an opening to be made from just a single person betraying them?!
The man was so caught up in thinking of what he'd do to the people who designed the building - he'd moved on from the simple weakness of the computers to the weakness of the electrical charge that had been used to try and deter him - that he'd hardly noticed he'd descended a couple of levels into the building, pausing in time to notice that, just before the turn he'd made down the windowless corridor he was within, there were light switches all around for him to flick. So he did, with a playful grin; with each switch he flicked, another series of lights fell into obscurity, leaving many a hallways now treacherous to anyone without a flashlight...or, as was not the case with Velocirapture, a convenient set of night vision goggles in his mask.
One point of interest that drew the man's attention away from the hallway was when he heard a pair of gasps coming from a doorway to his left, both of them male and followed up by a due of heavy breathing. Slipping the goggles from the sides of his mask and to the white eye-holes, the dracoraptor stealthily bent down and slipped into the room, dodging around a few lockers in case he could be seen.
He needn't have worried, or have even bothered to be quiet. The couple he'd just found certainly weren't, lying themselves across a bench and still fucking like two abstinent lovebirds on their wedding night. The fact that they were doing this in the men's locker room (if the door could be believed) only made it all the more fitting for the dracoraptor to start here.
"Haa, haa, haaa," the one on the bottom panted into his lover's face, being fucked by a lion who was quite obviously not a light weight in any sense. "Wh-What happened, Da-arl!" His question was turned to an exclamation as the lion gave another satisfying, rather wet slurp into his smaller lover, the feline obviously not caring at all that the lights were out so long as their fuck continued.
Smirking to himself as the lion - Darl, apparently - growled to the crocodile he was fucking, Velocirapture took the moment to watch the macho lion's ass buck into the air with each thrust he made. They were the last moments that the villain had before he began his hostile takeover.
Darl was too caught up in his long put off office fuck with his boyfriend, Sam, to even begin to notice the sounds of a large, heavy figure moving up behind him. Not even the scent of stale sweat managed to penetrate the sultry spice of sex in the air, generated by the two lovers going all out in the dark. In fact, it was only when a deep, relieved sigh slipped right into Darl's ear that he noticed that he and his boyfriend weren't alone, his feline eyes immediately glancing up to see a glint of green in the dark, along with a Cheshire grin beneath.
Then, something hot and wet splashed against his anus, and what felt like the end of a rather slippery fist pressed against his pucker. It took the cat a few moments to realize that it was, in fact, the head of a very large cock at his butt, and that there were two others at his legs. However, the realization came too late for him to do anything but grunt helplessly as he was pulled off from his boyfriend, his limbs cartwheeling in the air as he was gagged and his rump was quite suddenly penetrated.
"Ahh, that felt really good..." Velocirapture groaned happily to himself, looking to his newest victim, the lion's eyes all but bugging out as he felt the shaft in his mouth suddenly force itself further into his throat. "Don't know how long I kept those things in there before I remembered to take them out." he continued to smirk, listening to Darl's chokes and gargles around the musky shaft.
Glancing down to the still darkness blinded lizard on the bench, the male's eyes shifting rapidly as he looked around for what had taken his swain, the dracoraptor snickered darkly before he ran a finger along the reptile's exposed leg. Sam kicked instinctively, gasping and jerking off the bench to try and crawl to safety, fear and adrenaline all but unlocking the hold the sex and pleasure had on his muscles. Sadly, the move was for not, as Velocirapture easily reached out and gripped the lizard's legs in his charred gloves, lifting Sam like he was a sack of frightened potatoes.
"Oh hoh hoh...what's this?" The man snickered as he leaned in to the whimpering, squirming five foot five figure in his grasp. "A crocodile? In," he paused to take a sniff, "Hmm, mating season..." Darl growled weakly around the shaft in his throat, trying to appear brave before his boyfriend, to try and assure him they'd come out of this okay. Instead, it only served to make his captor purr and shove more cock into the cat for it to continue.
Tentatively, a shaft slipped out of the man's crotch and made its way to the croc's groin. "You know, I don't think I've ever had a crocodile before, be it a stud or a twink..." he muttered more to himself than to his victims, although it made Sam squirm anew, the touch of the slick, hot endowment to his still slightly loosened pucker finally allowed the male to find his voice.
"H-He-HELP!" he managed to shout out, spurring on further as a light pressure came to his hips, "Help us, plea-" He was cut off as another dick slurped out of Velocirapture's crotch-hole, like a bolt of phallic lightening, plugging up his mouth and distracting him from the likewise sudden plunge into his anus. Sam gasped about the thick piece of man-meat between his jaws, his chest heaving for breath around it, as he felt the cock at his rump insistently push into him, only pulling outwards to force itself in again.
The cock was the largest thing that Sam had ever had, period, be it in his ass, mouth, or hands. His eyes watered as he felt himself being stretched out tremendously by the massive piece, the cock somehow avoiding making it painful for him even as it travelled deeper and deeper. Sam hardly felt the length oozing something inside of himself, as it slipped and pushed its way towards his intestines, unaware that it was the only act of kindness he was going to get from villain before his eventual submission.
Darl continued to growl and throw his limbs around to try and break free from the man currently fucking them both, even as the phallus in his anus pumped slowly in and out of himself. Each whimper and gasp Sam made only spurred the feline onwards, shooting daggers at the man, even as Velocirapture merely ran a gloved finger around Sam's bulging belly. The only thing that Darl received for his efforts were more endowments wrapped around his arms and legs, a new spread eagle posture, and a couple rubbing against his face, a slow torrent of pre forcing itself down his face and over his nostrils.
As the lion lay there watching with his dim vision, he started to feel more and more light headed, the pre occasionally being drawn into his nose along with his heated breath began to do its duty. He began to feel more aroused by the encounter than he did angered and, slowly, his withdrawn shaft began to fill out between his legs, plumping his sheath and eventually slipping free of it again.
Sam wasn't left out of this either, even as he was fucked while upside down, his throat swallowing about the shaft that was now lodged in it and drinking down all the pre he was getting. Between each glug he took, the crocodilian slowly felt himself becoming more and more air headed, groaning as his shaft, shrunken in fear and surprise, began to throb and grow in turn. It eventually started drooling down his smooth stomach, gravity pulling it between his minute pectorals towards his collar.
"Mmmmm, tight~" the dracoraptor moaned as he felt himself plunging deep into the untouched parts of Sam's body. It was thanks to the enzymes in the pre his invader was drooling that he was even allowed to go this deep inside of the crocodile's body without tearing him something new, his muscles relaxing on the inside to allow the thick man meat to travel deep inside. Velocirapture leaned down and took a long lick of Sam's chest, purring deeply as he tasted the male's scales.
"Hmmm, spicy. Must have some Spaniard in there somewhere." he snickered before he walked off to the door, all but dragging his two new boy-toys with him. "Now, what to do with you two..."
The dracoraptor rubbed his chin some, as he looked them over, before he got an idea on how to let the lovers remain together. Spinning the crocodile around, and pressing him into his still right-side-up boyfriend, Velocirapture took the shafts he'd been using to restrain the lion and wrapped them about Sam's limbs too, tying them arm to leg, wrist to ankle...or, as far as he could, anyways, considering Darl was a good six or seven inches taller than the reptile. Reaching to their groins, the villain teasingly shifted them to have their faces in the other's groin, the feline's manly endowment drooling across Sam's cheek while his own, much more reserved endowment made a river of pre across the bridge of Darl's muzzle.
"And perfect." Planting his fists on his hips like he'd just done a heroic deed, Velocirapture grinned to the floating piece of bondage before himself, especially to the sounds it made. The duo making it up slurping silently as they were both fucked and sucked, the fluids in their rumps making the ever pumping endowments have a wet sound whenever they made their piston-like rounds. He then turned around, and walked onwards, purring to himself as more endowments slurped out of the diamond shaped hole in the crotch of his uniform.
"And now, for the rest of the base..."
Thyge/Loverboy, Lance, Nor, Darl, and Sam belong to Taiko Akito
Kraken D'Waggin/Velocirapture, Kraken D'Orca belongs to Kraken D'Waggin
Thunderquake belongs to Hasani
Guilmon and Growlmon are all property of Digimon/Bandai.