Redwall: A Warrior's Humiliation
I originally uploaded this a week or two ago, but I removed it after someone made a comment that sort of upset me; but anyway, I talked to a fellow Redwall slashfic fan, and he said I should upload it again so... Here you are. Hope you enjoy it!
A Warrior's Humiliation
Martin stood defiantly in the centre of Badrang's chamber. He had been dragged there by two of the stoat's henchmen, Skalrag the fox and Gurrad the rat.. He didn't have an inkling why he would want to see him. To brag and flaunt his own father's sword in front of him he assumed. The warrior mouse's right leg was chained to the floor so that he couldn't escape, the two guards Skalrag and Gurrad were on either side of him each with a sword in their hands in case Martin tried to escape anyway.
Badrang sat on his throne, the warrior staring him in the eyes defiantly. "You're wondering why I wanted to talk to you no doubt." The stoat grinned. Martin remained silent. "You don't have to answer." Badrang said, "You're far less annoying silent anyway." Badrang stood up, the sword of Martin's father by his side. He drew the glorious blade and aimed it at Marin, crossing the distance between them swiftly, keeping the sword an inch away from the warrior's neck.
'This is it' Thought Martin, 'He's going to kill me, with my fathers own blade too. I won't let it end like this I won't!' Before he could act though, Badrang flung the blade to a corner of the room. Martin watched in shock as it flew across the room, hitting the floor with a loud clang. Badrang merely grinned, uncaring of the damage he might have done to the precious sword.
"Don't be scared, mouse, I won't kill you. Yet." The stoat chuckled. Martin looked at him, his eyes full of hate. The warrior struck out at Badrang, his fists missing him by an inch and within a second, Badrang's guards had their swords to his throat. "Back!" Badrang ordered, "I said I wanted him alive!" The guards obeyed faithfully, Gurrad the rat giving Martin a poke with his sword as a warning, which Martin paid no attention to.
"I've held you captive for so long and you're still as feisty as the day I captured you." Badrang chuckled, "No matter how long it takes, I'm going to change that, mouse. Who knows, maybe if you do a good job, I won't kill you at all." With that, Badrang cupped the mouse's chin in his claw, drawing close and staring him in the eyes. "You'd just be my little slave." Badrang gave Martin's nose a quick lick before letting go of his chin and stepping back, leaving Martin with a confused look on his face for a second.
"I haven't told you why I called you here, did I?" Badrang grinned. The stoat looked at the two guards who were fidgeting impatiently. Badrang looked at each of them before looking at Martin again, seeming to relish the tension in the air.
"Strip him." Badrang said simply. Before Martin could take in what he had just said, the two guards tackled him to the floor, their hands clutching at the torn rags he wore as clothes. The rags tore easily in the claws of the rat and the fox, the two guards chuckling at Martin's attempts at breaking free, his attempts hampered by the chain on his leg and the guard's weight on top of him.
Badrang eventually called them off. Skalrag obeyed the stoat, while Gurrad, with Martin's clothes completely torn off his body, started groping at the mouse's body. "Gurrad!" Badrang yelled. Gurrad jumped in surprise and took a quick step back. "Hmph! You, stand up!" Badrang grunted at Martin.
The warrior stood up slowly, trying to take in what had just happened. He was completely naked, whatever remained of his clothes littered the chamber. The warrior made no effort to cover himself up. He wasn't going to give Badrang the satisfaction of humiliating him. "Heheh." Badrang chuckled, running a finger cross Martin's chest, "Mm, you have a nice body for a mouse." Martin shuddered. He hated be touched like this by his enemy.
Skalrag and Gurrad were getting impatient. The two of them shuffled about, aroused by the sight of the naked mouse, their members hardening out of their sheaths slowly. Badrang sensed their needs and chuckled, stepping back. "This is what happens to those who defy me, mouse." Badrang nodded to the fox and rat who, in a matter of seconds, tossed their weapons aside and tore off their clothes. The two pushed Martin to the floor again. Skalrag took up position in front of the mouse, grabbing the scruff of his neck and lifting him up, stroking his growing length. "On yer knees, mouse!" He commanded, dropping him onto the cold floor. Martin lay there, refusing to do as they said. He soon felt a sharp pain in his back.
"Yer'll do as yer told before we hurt you, mouse!" Gurrad growled, poking Martin with his sword. Martin was determined to remain strong. He was faced with either humiliation or torture. Martin sighed to himself as he did as they told.
"Good mouse!" Gurrad chuckled, dropping his sword again. Martin braced himself for what was to come. "Get creative." Said Badrang, running a hand down the mouse's back, stopping at his soft rump and stroking his cheek slowly. Gurrad and Skalrag grinned at each other. "Look at me, mouse." Skalrag ordered. Martin reluctantly did as he was told, looking up and coming face to face with the fox's throbbing member. "Hurr, bet you'd like to suck on that, wouldn't ya, mouse?" Gurrad chuckled, giving his behind a quick smack. Martin let out a quiet gasp, more out of surprise than pain.
Skalrag aimed his foxhood at Martin. The warrior knew what was coming and reluctantly opened his mouth to take the fox cock inside him. "Haha! Glad to see yer so eager, mouse, but not yet." Martin closed his mouth and looked up, wondering what it was the fox wanted him to do. "Ahh..." Skalrag sighed as he released himself onto Martin's face. The mouse spluttered as the fox's urine splashed across his face. Badrang and Gurrad both laughed at the warrior's humiliation. "You like that, mouse?" Badrang laughed, "You're goin' to be our little slut for the night!" With that, the stoat brought his hand down onto Martin's plump ass and squeezed tight. Martin let out a sharp yelp and coughed as Skalrag's warm fluid filled his mouth. His coughing and spluttering only added to his tormentors amusement. "Haha! Not much of a warrior now, are ya!" Skalrag laughed. Badrang grunted. Martin wasn't broken. Humiliated, yes, but not broken. He was just playing along; he still had that warrior spirit Badrang hated so much, a spirit he was intent on breaking.
"Come on, Gurrad!" Badrang grinned, stroking Martin's hole with one of his claws. "This little slut's just waiting for you!" "Y-yes, Sir!" Gurrad replied eagerly, taking up position behind the mouse, quickly stroking his throbbing rat cock in anticipation of forcing it inside the captive mouse. "Stretch him good." The stoat said, tickling the tip of his growing member through the tunic he was still wearing. "Yer gonna like this, mouse." Gurrad chuckled, forcing his fat cock inside Martin's tight hole.
The warrior mouse yelled as he felt his hole stretch around the rat's hard member. "'ats right, yell ya little slut!" Gurrad moaned, forcing himself deeper inside the smaller mouse. Badrang growled softly as he watched his enemy violated, the mouse's yells of pain turning him on further. "Quit yer yellin' and get yer lips around this!" Skalrag commanded, taking advantage of Martin's yelling and plunging his foxhood inside his mouth. Martin's yelling was instantly reduced to muffled moans around Skalrag's cock. "Mm, that's a good slave." Badrang laughed, slapping the side of Martin's ass, his throbbing cock now dripping pre cum through his clothing as he watched the mouse forced to take the two cocks inside him. Gurrad gave a powerful thrust inside Martin's tight ass, causing their captive to let out a loud muffled scream as the impressive sized cock hit his prostate. "I think he's sayin' he likes it, Captain." Skalrag chuckled. The fox was gripping onto one of Martin's ears, shoving his red fox cock deep inside his mouth, letting out soft grunts and moans as he felt Martin suckling on his throbbing rod.
"Ahaha! I'm sure he is." Badrang laughed, stroking Martin's head, "Don't worry, mouse, I'll join the fun after these two are finished." Martin let out a loud moan in protest, eyeing the stoat hatefully. "What's that? I think he wants it harder, boys!" The stoat laughed evilly. "Well then, 'e can 'ave it as hard as 'e likes." Gurrad chuckled. The rat gripped Martin's sides and thrust deep inside him, grinning as the mouse moaned loudly around the fox's cock.
Martin's high pitched moaning intensified as Gurrad pumped faster into him, his big rat cock stretching the mouse's tight hole, his pre-cum doing little to lubricate his passage. Martin shuddered as he felt the rats claw move to his furry mouse sheath, the claw ticking his balls. "I think he likes that, Gurrad." Badrang grinned, reaching inside his tunic and stroking his throbbing stoat cock. "How 'bout you get 'im nice 'n' hard." Skalrag chuckled, relishing in the humiliation Martin must be feeling. Gurrad was all to happy to oblige, slowing his thrusts so he could focus on Martin's sheath.
Martin moaned softly as he felt the rat's claw ticking his furry balls, his other hand reaching around and stroking the mouse's sheath. Martin tried to resist, though he could feel himself becoming aroused at the attention his tormentors were giving him. He was adamant not to give them the satisfaction of seeing him hard, but in the end, his efforts were futile. "Good mouse." Gurrad chuckled as he tickled the tip of Martin's hardening member. The warrior shuddered again as he felt the claw wrap itself around his member, stroking him slowly as he hardened. "Get him on his back." Badrang commanded. The guards obeyed, pulling out of their captive and forcing him onto his back, his hard mouse cock sticking up for the three tormentors to see.
The three of them laughed at him, Skalrag kneeling down and taking Martin's cock in his hand. "Haha! Look at it!" The fox laughed. "Well 'e is a mouse." Gurrad chuckled, "Always thought they were small down there." Martin looked up at Badrang, completely silent except for the few grunts he gave as Gurrad stroked his cock. "Hope your ready, mouse." Badrang chuckled, undoing the belt on his tunic. Martin remained defiant, staring into his eyes. His eyes widened as Badrang stripped off his tunic, revealing his huge stoat cock. "You like it, mouse?" Skalrag mocked, "I hear he uses it to punish those who step out of line." "Take his mouth." Badrang grunted as he pushed Gurrad out of the way, pulling Martin's legs up and positioning his cock against the mouse's stretched hole. Gurrad and Skalrag rubbed their throbbing cocks on Martin's face, smearing pre-cum across their captives face. "Hope Gurrad didn't stretch you too much, mouse." Badrang grinned, pushing the head of his cock inside him.
Martin clenched his teeth as he felt Badrangs huge cock stretching his hole further. Badrang's member must have been more than twice the size of Gurrad's. He had to resist the urge to cry out as Badrang raped him, he knew he would have Skalrag and Gurrad's cocks inside his mouth if he opened it for a second. "Tell me you like it, little slut!" Badrang grunted, thrusting the rest of his huge cock inside the mouse's body. "Ahh!" Martin yelled out as his ass was forced to take Badrang's length. As he predicted, the two guards shoved their own cocks inside his mouth.
Martin tensed up as he was forced to endure all three cocks inside of him, Badrang's two henchbeasts lengths pushing deeper inside his mouth, the mouse could feel them pushing deeper inside him, working their cocks down his throat, nearly choking him. "You enjoying it, mouse?!" Badrang yelled as he pounded his enemy's ass, feeling Martin's muscles tightening around his length. Martin moaned as he felt Skalrag thrusts quicken. The fox panted and tensed up, groaning loudly. "I'm getting' close, mouse!" Skalrag moaned, gritting his teeth as he felt his climax building.
With a loud yell, Skalrag twitched and came inside the captive, filling his mouth with his warm fox seed. "Oh, yes, take it you little slut!" Skalrag moaned. Martin spluttered and coughed, his mouth full of the fox's cum, some of it dripping from the sides of his mouth onto the floor. Skalrag panted, having exhausted himself, he pulled out and sat tired on the floor. "Haven't had the time to do that in days." He panted, looking at Gurrad's rat cock still pumping into Martin's mouth, his throat now lubricated by the foxes cum.
Badrang leaned over, Martin's legs resting on his shoulders, the stoat gripped Martin's sides and fucked him harder. Martin let out a muffled gasp and had to resist biting down on Gurrad's length for fear of the repercussions. "Gotta hand it to you, mouse." Badrang chuckled, speaking between each of his powerful thrusts, "You've taken this better than most of the beasts under my command. They all scream and resist, but not you, no, you're a willing little slut aren't you?" Martin remained silent except for the odd muffled moan. "Heh, I thought so." Badrang mocked.
Gurrad was the next to cum, moaning loudly he leaned forward and humped into Martin's face. It wasn't long until Gurrad's cum added to the fox cum in the mouse's throat. With one deep thrust, Gurrad came inside him, his warm rat cum shooting inside the warrior's body, coating his insides. Gurrad stayed inside him for a moment before pulling out, dripping cum onto the mouse's face before lying on the floor exhausted. Martin looked up in dismay as Skalrag poked him with his cock, once again hard from seeing him being taken by both Gurrad and Badrang. "Come on mouse, you should be used to being used like this by now." The fox chuckled.
"Mph! Stop distracting me!" Badrang growled, consumed with lust and anger towards the warrior, his thrusts quickened, his cruel pumping into Martin's ass intensified. The stoat's fur darkened with sweat, he panted as his cock stretched Martin's hole further. Watching their captain fucking their little captive turned both Skalrag and Gurrad on, both their members once again throbbing and begging for attention. Forgetting to use the mouse themselves, they gripped their lengths and stroked them quickly, watching Badrang take the warrior mouse. Martin moaned loudly as he involuntarily tensed up, he could feel his climax building from the attention his hole was getting.
'N-no!' Martin thought 'I won't! I won't cum for him!' Martin was determined not to let the stoat humiliate him further, he wasn't going to let Badrang force him to cum from the humiliation he was getting. However, his struggles were in vain. His body tensed up, the muscles in his ass tensing around Badrang's huge cock. Martin's mouse cock twitched and the mouse moaned as he came across himself, crying out with each stream of cum he shot across his stomach and chest. "I told you he liked it." Badrang laughed, moaning loudly as he felt the tensed muscles around his fat length. The show was too much for Skalrag and Gurrad, who were pumping furiously at their cocks. Within seconds, the two of them were gasping and moaning, their members throbbing and cumming across the warrior's face.
"Ahh! Get ready, mouse!" Badrang yelled as he fucked him harder, his stoat cock throbbing inside of his captive. With a mighty yell, Badrang came inside him, filling him with his seed. He came stream after stream of warm stoat cum inside of his captive, filling his insides. He kept fucking him as he came, the warm stoat cum filling the small mouse's body. Martin yelled out, he could feel the cum inside him, filling his ass. Badrang stayed inside his captive for a few moments, panting, a feeling of pride welling up inside him of having humiliated the warrior as he had. He pulled out, the young mouse gasping slightly as Badrang pulled his thick cock out of his ass, the stoat's member slowly softening. Badrang knelt down to Martin's face and looked him in the eyes. "Not so much of a big tough warrior now, are you, mouse?" He mocked. Martin spat some of the stoat's henchbeasts cum into his face in defiance. Badrang stared at him for a moment before wiping the cum off his face and standing up.
"Get him out of here." He growled, "Get him out of my sight, now!" Without delay, Skalrag and Gurrad undid the chain around Martin's leg and, without taking the time to put their clothes on for fear of angering the stoat, picked Martin up and carried him outside towards the prison pit. Badrang closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. "What is it going to take?" He growled to himself, "All of that and I still haven't broken him!" Badrang crossed the room and sat on his throne, his eyes still closed, thinking to himself. "Oh but I'll find a way to break him, eventually." Badrang grinned as he imagined what he could do to break the mouse's spirit, "Yes, I'll have him begging for mercy before the week is over!"
Badrang's grin widened as cruel ideas filled his head, each more cruel and inhumane as the last, Badrang was intent on breaking the warrior mouse's spirit, though he was starting to wonder how hard this would be. It seemed that whatever he did, nothing could break the spirit of Martin the Warrior.