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Roan lay on the floor, marinating in their piss and jizz all day. He had stopped crying a while ago, just waiting for time to pass. Every so often he tried to struggle though it hadn't worked so well, just hurting his wrists worse. He had finally given up. He had no idea what time it was, night or day. When the lights flickered on, he didn't know rather to be thrilled or horrified.

All that greeted him was a lizard from earlier. He couldn't particularly tell which one, except not their leader. It was a pretty nondescript one though, despite definitely being from the group that had tormented him. Of course he could only manage one eye open far enough to even see anything and the blinding flare of lights still had him stunned a bit.

"I'm back fuckbuck," the lizard called with a chuckle and added "They don't want you anymore so I'm gonna take care of you," he said.

The words "take care of you," were terrifying. He had no idea rather it meant clean him up and send him on his way, or something far worse. He began to tremble again and to his further horror, he began to piss on himself like a frightened animal. Roan tried to curl up into a ball he was so ashamed, but the Lizard stopped him.

"Come on now, that's fine," he assured Roan.

The jackalope was past caring what the lizard thought, he wasn't even able to view himself without complete shame anymore.

The lizard untied him, to his surprise. Roan slowly managed to get up, not allowing himself to be helped by the awful man. He could just barely manage to crouch, holding the edge of the table. Sore all over the place from his ass, to his neck. Both used holes still burned. He could feel the dried juices had made his fur crusted and mussy. The fur between his cheeks tore apart painfully, dried together with cumm from the brutal rape. He tried to ignore all of it, including the fresh piss dripping down his legs. His clothing completely ruined, of course.

Just when the jackalope thought that there might be some relief, the lizard stopped him from removing the belt to take out the gag.

"No," the lizard said firmly.

Now that he adjusted to the light and wasn't on the floor, Roan could get a better look at the scalie. His scaled a sandy brown, with hard ridges, a face reminiscent of a raptor more than anything modern. His body was quite strong though, his hands very large and powerful. He didn't have to work hard to move the tired jackalope around, making him bend over the table that he had been tied to.

"Mmph..." Which was gagged jackalope for "Why?" but was completely muffled.

It was ignored and both hands were tied to a hook for hanging tools on the side that his arms hung off. His legs were spread wide, so that he had to stand on his toes and his ankles were tied to corresponding table legs. He began to tremble pathetically as he was forced into the position.

"Oh god, I'm going to get raped again. Why won't it stop?" He thought as he let out several sobs.

The lizard gave him a little smack on the butt, causing him to jump. It was hard to tell if it was supposed to be reassuring, or commanding, but either way it was very upsetting. The lizard's fingers going between the cheeks so that his claw cut apart the fur. It also scratched lightly over the sore tail hole though, causing Roan to thrash in agony. An attempt to look over his shoulder just drew another hard smack from the lizard, ensuring he sat still.

Roan's ears perked as he heard tools being set on the table. His fur stood on end as he wondered what was going to happen. What sick things could the lizard be trying to do to him now? He wanted to vomit just thinking about all the awful things he had been through already. He would have given anything to just go back to his shabby home and inadequate food, with his few friends. He could even learn to take the receiving role in sex if they'd just let him go and take it gently.

"I hear you're the top in sex usually," the lizard said with an inquisitive tone.

Roan just nodded weakly, since he was unable to say anything.

"I hear you fucked our little fox too," he added.

Roan let out a sweet groan of acknowledgment. He didn't wonder how they knew with how loud Roy was during sex. If this was all punishment for doing the fox for a grand five minutes, he could have completely lived without that. He tried to apologize through the gag, hoping it would get him out of trouble but of course only more muffled whimpers came out. He simply gave up again after his gagged apologies went unanswered.

He felt the lizard take a hold of his balls and tensed again as he had already been injured there several times. For the moment his balls were snug against his body, totally not aroused. They were pitch black like the majority of his fur. Fair size, just a little above average. The lizard jiggled them a bit, causing Roan to squirm around on the table.

Suddenly Roan heard a buzzing noise. He looked over his shoulder as far as he could, unable to spot what it was but the sound was clear. It was an electric razor, which caused awful images to flash through his mind. Despite probably needing to shave some of his fur down to get out the awful stench of what the lizards had done, he didn't want to go around with bald spots on his body. Especially if the lizard decided to shave something humiliating, or degrading into his fur. He tensed up tight as the razor pressed to his sac, trimming fur all around the base of his balls and stopping.

The jackalope felt a little confused. Frustration and fear building by the second over not being able to figure out just what the lizard was up to.

"Since you've had such a rough day, how about a little pleasure, huh?" The lizard asked with the sympathetic version of crocodile tears.

Roan could tell that the lizard didn't care about the pain he was going through in any sense that the jackalope would appreciate. The sadistic, cold blooded monster simply savoring the pain.

A scaled, strong hand grabbed at his crotch though, starting to rub the thumb back and forth over his tip. It was shockingly, rather than painful or bumpy like he expected. It was upsettingly pleasant since it immediately managed to perk his dick to Roan's disdain. He felt himself starting to harden and emerge from the sheathe, giving a loud groan. As more of his length emerged, the lizard began to jerk it. It wasn't enough that he had been raped, now they had to make him like it? He let out an angry and distressed scream, just coming out muffled due to the gag.

The lizard continued though, pumping his dick skillfully. He had never even had anyone give him a hand job before, so he never knew they could feel so perfect. His balls had dropped in no time and his hips were bucking against the hand in spite of his hate for the lizard. Precum dribbled off his tip and landed on his ripped and stained jeans between his spread feet.

Roan's breathe picked up so that his chest heaved. His entire body writhed as he approached orgasm, getting visibly tense. The lizard simply took his hand away, leaving the jackalope's cock bouncing about for a couple of seconds. He let out a whine of frustration, thrusting weakly at the air. The table was thin and long, so he couldn't even position his hips to grind against the edge.

So that was part of the lizard's plan? To make Roan needy and beg? He was humiliated, but hardly feeling the worst he had all day. Still, it was pissing him off that he could even be turned on in such a disgusting situation. He had put up with worse though.

"I love you fur's. So warm to the touch, we should all get one of you in our rooms at night so it's like laying on a squishy rock you can put your dick into all night," the lizard commented.

Roan shot him a glare in return, but it seemed to go ignored. After all, what did the lizard have to care about. Roan was completely under his control and at his mercy, hard and dripping for him. Since he couldn't speak, at that point if felt like his body was turning on him and trying to beg for more.

The Lizard left the needy cock unattended for several minutes so that it returned to softness, not even poking out of the sheathe. Just as Roan expected, the fondling and molesting began again. Roan's hips made to jerk against the surprisingly smooth hand until he was on the verge of cumming. He could feel his orgasm welled up, just about to go off. His entire body tense and twitching, eyes shut tight. It was that point he always knew just how to thrust into the guy under him to get off, which he attempted to do with the hand. Instead, he found the hand had been removed and his cock speared the air without satisfaction. It bobbed in a way that drew a pleased comment from his lizard tormentor.

How was the cruel lizard so good at knowing when his body was about to give in!? Roan grunted in annoyance and continued to tremble all over. He had never been one for teasing, so it was a new and unwelcome experience for the jackalope. He had been teased about sex, sexualized enough that even parents walking in on him had never been enough to stop him from pushing past the edge and into orgasm. As they all teased him, he was half rabbit after all. Now he was helpless though and just wanting it to stop.

It took longer that time, but he went soft again. As soon as it was fully sheathed, that lizard hand went right back to molesting him. He screamed angrily since he knew no release would come. He was just being played with for the lizard's amusement. He would probably be left there teased and needy when the lizard was done with him, not getting any release at all. It was actually far worse than he thought it would be when the teasing had started a bit ago. Roan had thought he could tough it out with ease, but he was never one to purposely deprive himself of the one thing he could always have.

The lizard happily teased him so brutally close to the edge. Roan was screaming and thrusting madly at the air, even after he had fully softened. That time the Lizard had to hold roan firmly by the balls to make sure he couldn't hump to quickly, or hard. The lizard teased him a fourth, fifth, sixth time. Each time seeming to pick up the cues for right when the edge was even though Roan had tried his best to mask how close he was.

"Enjoying yourself?" The lizard asked playfully as he waited for the erection to go down again.

Roan shook his head wildly, not even having the stamina left to put on his usual facade of mouthyness. Whereas normally he would have nodded and even asked for more, wiggling his butt, he had just been put through too much. Tears were streaming down his cheeks and he was blushing hard. He had never realized how much his dignity and shame had meant to him and how far he had gone to preserve them. Yet all his effort had been stripped away so easily, over nothing.

The lizard teased Roan to the edge a 12th time, a 13th. The jackalope howling into the gag and thrashing so much that he was hurting himself. His wrists were severely bruised and had red rings around them under the fur. His aching body had bruises everywhere on it. Sweat was pouring off him like far worse than his most intense workout.

It was the 15th time that the lizard finally spoke up with more than a teasing comment.

"Now I'm going to give you a bit to recover and we're gonna play a new game. I jerk you off and stop every so often. If you cumm, I cut your balls off," he said with clear excitement.

The lizard's clawed finger tracing over that ring he had shaved off, right around the base of the balls. The announcement sent chills through Roan and instantly got him soft again. The sobs came even harder as he banged his head on the table, having nothing else he could do. Blood trickling softly out of his nose as he threw a fit, lost in childish rage and helplessness.

The cruel lizard gave Roan a half hour, letting him recover mentally and physically for the new challenge. With a simple "Ready?" he began again.

Roan tried to drag his hips away, but it was no use. They were more or less held stationary except for a half inch of movement range. The lizard easily began to fondle him, jerk him, showing the same amount of skill before.

"I'm gonna cumm! I'm gonna cumm!" Roan squealed into the gag, trying to wiggle his hips away.

The pleasure was maddening, making him throb. His entire body was extra sensitive from the heightened state of arousal he was in. Every bit of air on his cock seemed terribly threatening. He twitched so much, drooling pre like a faucet as he braced himself for the end. Somehow he managed to hold back though and flopped limply down as the lizard stopped.

The second time it was the same, so was the third. Each time he could swear he was going to lose it, almost wanting to. He desperately needed to cumm. His hips thrusting in air despite his mind telling his body to hold still. His cock was raw from all the stroking and pleasure, with the tip extra sensitive, so much so that touching even hurt. The pain didn't seem to stop him from nearly blowing it all over each time though.

"19th time now, but I'm sad to say you're going to blow this round," the lizard gave his condolences.

Roan shook his head, though it was pure desperation. The rest of his body could barely move and he knew that the lizard was still teasing him, letting go just before it was too late. Roan had no choice in any of it, despite trying his best.

The lizard's hand stroked him to hardness again within a few seconds. Roan tried with all his strength to resist, but it took a couple of pokes to the tip to get him to blow his load. Hot and stick cumm flooding into the lizard hand below his cock. Though it was quite a bit, the largest the jackalope had ever cumm despite being his least satisfying orgasm ever. He couldn't even move by that point, it felt like he was simply urinating. His desperation hadn't even been relieved despite his cock quickly shriveling back inside.

To further ruin the teenager's time, the lizard took a hold of one ear. Roan tried to move his head, but the grip on the ear kept him from turning it. The lizard emptied his hand into the ear, letting the warm cumm flood Roan's ear lobe. He felt it going inside and throwing off his sense of balance. He tried shaking his head several times, only causing a bit to run down the side of his face. The lizard wiped the rest of his hand off on the other ear, matting the furr on it with the jackalope's own cumm.

"You really do have cumm on the brain, huh halfy?" The lizard teased the defeated boy.

Roan didn't even care anymore. He just hoped that the part about losing his balls had been a joke. His hopes were defeated as the lizard began pondering out loud what the best way to take the poor boy's nuts was. Each disgusting option caused him to dry heave. Things like a power saw, wood chipper, outright biting them off, or just crushing them.

"I think they need to ache a bit more before you lose them," the lizard decided out loud to Roan's horror.

He saw the lizard pick up a small hammer, dreading the fact that he couldn't even squirm away. A short piece of wood was placed under Roan's belly so that his weight pinned it to the table. The board's purpose was to extend down between his legs and giving his package something to rest on though. Each moment the sickening understanding that the hammer was going to be used for real coming down on him harder. The cold metal rubbed teasingly against his sac, where his emptied balls lay on the board.

Suddenly the hammer came down. It missed but it caused Roan to jump. It hit the board, leaving an indent and causing the wood to jam into his belly. He coughed a bit, taking a few seconds to realize it hadn't impacted his nuts. He was mentally rejoicing about what bad aim the lizard had and how he might not hit once when the hammer came down again.

The heavy metal smashed on the left nut so hard that it caused damage right away. The testi mashed so much into the wood that it lost its shape, becoming softer inside the sac. His entire body writhed about in an expression of agony and his eyes rolled further back in his head than when he had orgasmed. Waves of pain flooded through his groin, sending sick feelings into his stomach. He couldn't believe the sick lizard had actually gone through with it!

As he was cursing the monster, the hammer came down again on the other one.

"AAOOOOW!" He cried into the gag.

The hammer had the same effect on the other testi, leaving both as flat as they could get without outright being destroyed. Roan writhed violently in agony. He was putting on a display that the lizard found very cute. He wasn't allowed any time to recover though as the hammer came down again, again, again. His little nuts being pulverized to a paste inside of his sac. The pain so bad that his vision flashed white each time. He could feel the pain throughout every inch of his body. He just wanted it to stop, he couldn't bear it anymore. His ability to ever cumm again had been totally destroyed, along with mutilating him. Still, the lizard kept smashing the hammer down until he stopped getting reactions.

Roan laid there limply, head lolled to the side. His eyes were wide, though they looked glossy and blank. More urine ran down the board and down Roan's legs, while all the movement he displayed was the occasional twitch. Blood dripped from the urethra, showing he had damaged something inside the general area quite severely too. The 'top' jackalope was ruined sexually as anything but a catcher for anyone who could look past his mutilation.

The lizard removed the belt around his muzzle, then pulled out the gag. Roan's mouth lay slack, with his tongue hanging out pathetically.

"Cut them off now?" The lizard asked playfully.

"Ahg... Amm... Min... Hursh..." Roan said in a dazed state.

The lizard just stroked the empty looking boy's hair. He gave Roan a few minutes to see if he'd recover, but on seeing that the jackalope looked fried still he just pressed forward. The lizard took a hand saw, plugging it in to the strip attached to the table. The saw quickly whirred to life, buzzing loudly but drawing no attention from the jackalope.

The lizard pressed the saw down, saw dust and light specks of blood and piece of the insides flew out as he sawed off the sac a few centimeters away from the base. It cleanly cut apart the balls from the body, drawing out an agonized gargle from the poor jackalope. He was surprised at how easy they came off the body under the simple press of the saw.

To cement the horror firmly, he hooked his claws inside Roan's nostrils and pulled. Roan's muzzle opened up just wide enough. He placed the severed sac inside and let the mouth close on them, the contents pouring on to the jackalope's tongue. A bit of stringy insides hung out the corner of his mouth along with the tongue. The poor guy didn't even more anymore though. Using a torch to burn shut the area where the sac had been removed didn't even draw any more movements from Roan. He had to check the jackalope's pulse to ensure he was still alive.

"When everyone else is disgusted by you, you can still come gobble my cock any time, I still think you're pretty cute," the lizard whispered into Roan's ear.

The jackalope's lifeless eyes moved slowly to look at the lizard, though he didn't do anything else. The cruel lizard untied Roan completely and left him there with the light on, incase he needed someone to find him. Roan stayed catatonic.

He got admitted to a nice hospital that he couldn't normally afford, courtesy of the school with a promise to be good and ignore what had happened. He went home and remained a little shell of a person, cowering and ashamed.