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Zidane couldn't believe what was happening to him, it was like a nightmare. At that moment, Beatrix was practically dragging him through the palace by his ponytail, while pinning his right arm behind his back in a painful hold. He desperately struggled and screamed, but none of the guards they passed even batted an eye to help him. Of course, he knew why: not only did Beatrix outrank them, but she was far stronger than them. But he was their king, and they weren't even raising a small objection to her actions!

"Quit embarrassing yourself, 'my liege'," growled Beatrix. "We both know, simply from the fact I defeated you and your friends thrice now, you have no hope against my strength."

"Let me go!" pleaded Zidane. "I'm your king! You have no right to do this!"

"You think too highly of yourself. Garnet is my Queen: you are freeloader. I'm free to do whatever I want, and right now, I want to teach you a lesson."

A tear leaking out of his eye, he pleaded, "I-if it's about that order I gave you, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to insult you!"

"I'm afraid we're beyond mere apologies. You hurt my pride, so I'm going to strip you of yours." Bringing him back slightly to see her evil grin she added, "Don't worry, I've been practicing: I'll break you fast."

"No, no, no," he pleaded.

"Shut up. We're here." She then shoved him into the door to her room. "Open it." Zidane reluctantly used his free hand to open it, and she shoved him through so hard, he hit the ground. She walked inside and locked the door behind them. As Zidane tried to stand up, she grabbed his ponytail again and forced him onto all fours, "Stupid little boys should crawl!"

"Ok, ok!"

"Follow." She led him over to something on the ground, covered in a blanket. She shoved him to the ground and said, "Throw off the blanket. You'll find a lovely surprise under it."

Zidane could see whatever was under the blanket tremble, making him painful aware there was someone under it. Even though, he found himself completely unprepared for what was waiting. He removed the blanket and gasped in horror, as he saw a naked Freya, sprawled face down on the floor with her ankles shackled to the floor. Her hands were cuffed before her, and she had a ball gag and harness on her face. Upon seeing Zidane, Freya turned away and started crying.

"Look how obscene she is," sneered Beatrix, as she ran her finger down Freya's clit. "She's getting wet just having you see her like this. I wonder how wet she'd become if Sir Fratley saw her like this."

"Leave her alone!" pleaded Zidane.

She turned to him with eyes of fire. "Bad boy." After releasing the cuffs around Freya's ankles, she grabbed Zidane's ponytail and dragged him over to her chair, bending him over her knees. "Freya, get your ass over here."

"Yeh, mih-weh," she droned as she crawled over.

"Clamp this monkey's mouth shut."

"Freya, no!" cried Zidane. "We can esc-mmph!" He tried to shake her hand free, but Beatrix's grip on his ponytail kept him from moving his head. He tried removing her hand with his own, but Freya grabbed his right hand hard. Defeated, he looked at her with tear-filled eyes. This ended a second later, when Beatrix used her free hand to yank his pants down to his ankles, exposing his ass. "Mm-mm, mm-mm!" he protested.

"So, this is what it looks like. It looks like it hasn't been touched at all. So, nobody's really taught you any manners? That doesn't surprise me. I'll do it myself." She furiously spanked his ass in a rapid tempo. "You turned seventeen a few months ago, didn't you!? So I'll give you seventeen years worth of punishment right now!"

Zidane protested furiously, kicking randomly and waving his left hand at nothing, since nothing was in his hand's reach. After a minute of spanking, the stress of the situation allowed him to Trance, and his clothes vanished to be replaced by glowing fur. But to his shock, Beatrix and Freya's grips remained ironclad, and Beatrix only spanked him harder. After a minute, his Trance subsided, and he sank defeated. After five minutes he was completely resigned to his fate, and barely made a whimper with each smack.

"Looks like you're finally learning your place," sneered Beatrix, as she continued his punishment. "Freya, you can let him go and masturbate if you want."

"Hank you, mih-weh," moaned Freya. She released Zidane and curled into a fetal pose with her pussy facing Zidane, tweaking her nipple with her left hand and sinking the fingers of her right hand into her pussy. _Oh god, Zidane's watching me! Watch me, Zidane!

She's masturbating right in front of me!_ thought Zidane. My god, that's so hot! She was always so proud! Oh god, that pussy...it looks so hot...I so wanna-

"You're getting hard!" sneered Beatrix. "Are you getting turned on by my punishment, or your friend!? Either way, you're the most obscene creature I've met! The Queen is too good for you! This filthy rat slut you see before you is too good for you! If you were raped by a Flan, it'd be too good for you, you disgusting piece of filth! Admit it!"

"I'm a piece of filth!" Zidane screamed in agreement, tears in his eyes.

"You want to rape that filthy rat slut!"

"I want to rape that filthy rat slut!"

I'm such a slut! Freya thought to herself as she climaxed, before collapsing to in exhaustion. Oh god...Zidane...how would your cock feel inside me?

After an hour passed, Beatrix shoved Zidane to the floor. "An hour of spanking, and you're still hard? Whatever. Go rape that rat slut."

Zidane cautiously crawled over to Freya, who was still lying where she was after she climaxed. Looking at him with intrigued eyes, she rolled over and lifted her cuffed hands on the air, spreading her legs. "You...want me to do you?" asked Zidane.

Freya eagerly nodded her head. Oh, Fratley, please forgive me...

"Thank you," moaned Zidane as he crawled over. "You're too good for me, even if you are just a slut now." He crawled on top and caressed her nipples for a minute, before he penetrated her pussy. "Oh god, you're so tight!" he moaned.

"Ha-da, ha-da!" she pleaded.

"Harder? Y-yes." With that, he started thrusting into her. She gasped in pleasure as she moved her hips in sync with his. "Oh god, Freya! You're best slut I've ever had!"

"Hih-dah, Hih-dah!" she screamed back. "Oh, GAH!" In the state she was in, she climaxed several times before he finally dumped his load in her, and collapsed on top of her. "Mm..."

"Freya," he moaned.

"You animal!" screamed Beatrix, yanking Zidane off of Freya by his tail. "Instead of making passionate love to a Queen, you chose to take a rat slut's sloppy seconds!"

"I'm sorry!" he cried. "Please, I'm sorry, Garnet!"

"You can take it up with her," she growled. She then ripped his underpants out, spun him around, and shoved them in his mouth. "Freya, get your slutty ass over here."

Rolling over with an exhausted groan she mumbled, "Yeh, mih-weh."

Pulling out several bandages she said, "I don't want him spitting out his disgusting underwear. Wrap these around his mouth several times."

"Mm-mm, mm-mm," begged Zidane, though he was too drained, physically and emotionally, to resist anymore.

"So-wy," she sighed as she proceeded to wrap the bandages around his mouth.

As she worked, Beatrix took another set of bandages, pinned Zidane's hands before him like a dead man, and promptly bound his wrists together, before wrapping his hands shut. She then tightened his belt, so that his pants hung uselessly just above his knees. "Try moving now, slut boy." Zidane frantically shook his body, but couldn't remove his bonds. "The ribbon's magically enchanted, and can't be cut or torn except by an enchanted weapon. That means unless you're untied, you'll never escape."

As if I could anyway, thought Zidane as he began to cry.

"Look, you're even crying now! You really are a failure as a man. Maybe you'll serve her highness better as a toy. But first, I'll give you a little...incentive."

Zidane looked in terror as she pulled out a dildo and started to turn him over. No, please! he mentally pleaded as he squirmed and shrieked. Anything but that! It won't fit, it won't fit!

Beatrix lubed the dildo with a few licks before she scolded, "Oh, quit your whining, toy. If you're going to be a good toy, you need to be hard all the time, not just most of it. And it's not like a toy needs to use the bathroom anyway. Freya, spread his ass for me."

Zidane then let out a screech the dildo violated his rectum. He knew that his cock was standing at attention for this, but he was too traumatized to care. Help me, someone help me! Anybody...

"There we go," sneered Beatrix as she wrapped a condom around his cock, before securing it in place with a ring. "Now you're safe to enter the princess, and that ring will prevent you from cuming, no matter how much you may want to. But just to make sure you don't lose the condom or your dildo, we're going to add a few more bandages. But first, you could use a change of scenery." With that, she dragged him over to a full-length mirror and stood him up. "Start wrapping him, Freya. You're lucky, toy: you get to see yourself transformed into the world's first and only living dildo."

To his dismay, he could do nothing but watch as Freya started wrapping him just below the knees, and start working her way up. He tried to look away, but Beatrix simply forced his head back to the mirror: he shut his eyes, but she simply forced them open. No, it can't end this way! I don't want to be a toy for the rest of my life! Please, someone save me!

But his pleas were met with silence. Once Freya reached his extended cock, she wrapped around the condom and his balls several times, to ensure they would stay on. I'm so sorry, Zidane. I only hope your new mistress is kinder than mine.

"Once she's done, I'm going to deliver you to her quarters, with a little note detailing everything you did," Beatrix gloated once the wrappings reached his arms, pinning them to his chest. "I'll tell her you were so upset with her not putting out that you raped Freya, and then I spanked you for punishment. With our word against the words you'll never say, she'll never free you."

She can't...she trusts me...

Less than a minute later, he was completely immobilized. "Congratulations: you now look like what you are: a dick with a body attached. A filthy pervert like you probably dreams of a day where he can get pussy every hour on the hour, and now you have your wish. Regretting it yet?"

Please...somebody...

"And as long as that dildo keeps you entertained, you'll be able to keep _her_entertained. And if not, she'll just throw you out like the trash you are. She'll probably just toss your helpless body in the moat, or bury you alive like the mummy you are. Either way, this'll be the last time we ever see you again."

Help...I'm so scared...

She removed Freya's gag and said, "Here, give him a little goodbye kiss."

"Goodbye, Zidane," she sighed before giving him a kiss on his gagged lips.

"Bye-bye," sneered Beatrix as she gave a quick peck. She then took a rag of chloroform and shoved it in Zidane's face, where he gave his last and most futile struggle. "When you wake up, you'll be in your new life as a living dildo. I'd say it's been a pleasure...but it hasn't."

Help...

---

When he awoke the next day, he found himself in Garnet's bed, still completely wrapped up. Struggling to look down, he noticed that his penis was still hard. With renewed vigor, he squirmed to try and get out of his bondage, letting out a few grunts.

"Oh, you're awake," he heard Garnet say, and he froze. He looked around for the source of the voice, and realized Garnet was in her private bathroom. "Don't bother: you can't escape unless I untie you. Beatrix told me that...as well as everything else you did."

"Mm-mm, mm-mm!" No, it's not true! Please, believe me!

Garnet finally emerged, wearing her skin-tight orange suit over a frilled white shirt. "Remember this little number, Zidane? I wore it during all those adventures together. I wore it when we were married down in Conde Petie. I realize now how excited you were with the prospect that I was doing it because I cared for you. I'm so touched how much you cared. ...So you can imagine how I felt when I heard what you did."

"Mm-mm, mm-mm!" he cried, frantically shaking his head.

"Not that it matters, now. I know she deceived me."

"Hmm!?"

"I'm not a fool. I had several witnesses see her dragging you kicking and screaming through the hall, and they told me about it. So I watched from a hidden panel I installed in her room - she has no idea it's there - and I watched what she did to you and Freya. She never even had a chance to write that note, because I knocked her out with a Sleep spell. She's in the prison area, stripped bare and blindfolded, helpless as the Knights of Pluto have their chance to one-up her."

"Mm..."

"Poor Freya, she's been through quite an ordeal. I'm in the process of rehabilitating her. As for you...you've been through a lot too, haven't you? Let me start making you feel better." With that, she started unwrapping the ribbons around his mouth, until she was able to pull his underpants out. Zidane started breathing heavily through his mouth, before Garnet handed him a glass of water. "You must be thirsty." Since he was still bound, she obliged him by slowly tipping the glass into his mouth.

As he quickly gulped it down he thought, She trusts me! Oh, God, I'm saved! He then drank too fast and started coughing.

She put down the glass and said, "Calm down. Take a few deep breaths." After a minute, his coughing hit stopped, and he rested his head on the pillow. "Are you ok?"

"Yes," he whispered.

"That's good." With that, she gave him a good long kiss, which he happily returned.

Oh, Garnet...I love you so much. She suddenly surprised him when she stuck her tongue in his mouth. He shared a kiss like that before, but never from someone as reserved as Garnet. He happily returned with his own tongue. Garnet... He was so turned on that he felt his penis quiver with excitement.

She pulled away and remarked, "I see your 'friend' wants a kiss too. At first I thought it was a weird angle when I watched you, but your penis really is impressively-sized. Not that I have a frame of reference." With that, she wrapped her lips around the bandages surrounding his penis.

"Oh, God," he moaned as she performed several sucking motions. "That feels so..."

With a teasing expression, she stopped and rubbed his penis against her cheek. "Oh, I don't know if I should. I bet it would feel much better for us in my vagina. Should we try it?"

"Yes, yes!"

"What's the magic word?"

"Please, let me put it in!"

"Hmm...ok!" She spread the bandages off his penis and removed the ring, then stood up on the bed and said, "I made a tiny little adjustment to this suit. I think you'll like it." She then moved to the crotch of her suit and spread it, revealing a pair of slits, one for her pussy and the other for her anus. "Now, let's make your little friend disappear."

"Oh, God, yes," moaned Zidane as she slowly descended over him. She taunted him when she lowered enough for their parts to touch, and held it there for a second. "Please, please!"

"There you go." Then she sat, and they both let out a sharp breath. She pulled her blouse down to expose her breasts, and started fondling them. "This feels incredible!" she exclaimed. "My husband's taking my virginity! It's so GOOD!"

"Oh, God!" screamed Zidane. "It's too much!"

"Hold it in! I know it hurts, but I want us to cum together!" After pounding him for about eight seconds she gasped, "I'm almost there!"

"It's too much!"

Then they let out a moan as he blew into the condom, and she was rocked with her orgasm. With a content sigh, she fell onto Zidane, so they were face to face. "I'm sorry I neglected you, dear. I hope that starts to make up for it."

"Yes, yes..." he moaned, his expression blank.

With a small giggle she said, "You did it with no hands. But I suppose you should have them back, anyway." With that, she undid the rest of his ribbons. She turned him over, and looked at the dildo in his ass. "It looks like it's pretty wedged in there. But I don't want to take it out just yet, when you probably haven't been to the bathroom in awhile."

That's right. I was actually about to relieve myself when Beatrix grabbed me.

"Here, use ours. Take a long shower, freshen up, and we'll continue where we left off."

"...Ok," he agreed as he started towards the bathroom, stripping down as he walked. He went into the shower and turned it on, sighing in relief as the warm water washed over him. With all that was going on, I forgot how much I was sweating. He opened the grate over the drain in the shower, in case anything fell out, and yanked out the dildo with a groan. He whimpered as he felt more stuff spill out, but he was too scared to look at it. After a few minutes, once he was convinced the last of it was washed away, he took the showerhead and washed out his ass thoroughly, before he turned off the water.

He climbed out of the shower and dried himself off, thinking about Garnet on the other side of the door. He paused in surprise when he realized the mere thought of Garnet was turning him on. He instinctively reached for his penis to try and hide it, but stopped himself. He then tossed the towel away and stepped out.

"Well, look at you," cooed Garnet as she walked over. "You've...risen to the occasion."

"Yeah." She took him by the hand and stood him before the full-length mirror. She stood behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist, with her right hand grasping his penis. "Oh!"

"There's something about clothes that makes a guy feel powerful," she said with a grin, stroking his penis as she talked. "You ever notice that? The more decorated a man is, the more authority he seems to have. Take away those clothes, and he's completely defenseless."

"Please, Garnet, I'm gonna..." He then looked in shock and disappointment as she let go and walked away. "W-wait!"

"You see? You can't just let yourself go, anymore: I wear the pants, so I get to boss you around. If you want to cum, you have to beg me."

"Please, Garnet, I really want to cum," pleaded Zidane, clasping his hands together.

"Oh, it's so hard to say no to that face. Well...ok. But first, you have to do a few things for me."

"I will, I will!"

"Ok, simmer down." She then went behind the bed and pulled out a tight blue latex suit. "Put this on."

"Yes," he agreed. He took the suit and studied it for a moment. After a moment, of studying the curves and zippers, he found a hole for his tail, his penis and his anus, with the main zipper against his back. This must've been made just for me. He eagerly put it on, though with some difficulty. Garnet helped him pull in a few spots, and even did the zipper in the end. After all was in place, he was slightly surprised to find it only reached as high as his nipples, so there were no sleeves. "This...fits perfectly."

"I'm glad you like it, but there's a little more to this ensemble." She then pulled out a green backpack-looking contraption. "This one, I'll put on you personally."

"What is it?"

"It's an arm-binder. It holds your arms behind your back, and the way the straps are designed, it's almost impossible to remove without help. You'll trust me to take it off when the time's right, don't you?"

"...Yes," he agreed, turning his back to her and holding his arms out. As she strapped him in, he saw himself in the mirror, and became very conscious not only of how he looked, but how turned on he was. He made a few involuntary thrusts as his penis ached for release.

"There we go," said Garnet. "You're almost completely helpless. It's debilitating enough to take your clothes, but when your movement's also taken, the only authority left is your own speech. And that's where this comes in."

Zidane looked in shock as he pulled out a ball-gag. "N-no, please! I don't want to be gagged again."

"I understand. You had a very scary experience yesterday. But I need you to trust me." Rubbing the head of his penis with a single finger she said, "Please trust me. I would never try to hurt you." Zidane's will vanished, and he opened his mouth for her. "Thank you! You're absolutely perfect."

I can't speak anymore, thought Zidane as she pushed the ball in. And I can't move. I'm at her mercy. Just like with Beatrix, I can't beg her to stop or call for help. So...why do I feel so happy?

Securing the gag, she cupped his chin and looked him over. "You have no authority left. You can't even say it's your body anymore. It's now my property, and I can do whatever I want with it. You've become a toy, just like Beatrix intended, but this time you chose to do it. Now, at last, you're free."

"Fwee?" he mumbled.

"Free from choice, free from burden. Whatever struggles this country, this world has, it doesn't matter to you anymore. That's because I'm your world. I'm the only thing that can affect you anymore. And you love this world. This world will treat you right. So, what am I to you?"

"Ey woah."

"Good boy. Here's a little treat." She knelt down and deftly licked the tip of his penis. "Do you like your treat?"

"Uh-huh!"

"I thought you would. Hmm...I've never done a deepthroat before, but that looks like something you'd enjoy, so I'll give it a try." She then grabbed his ass to support herself, and pulled herself forward, engulfing his cock. Oh god! I...I can take it! Breathe through the nose, breathe through the nose...

"Uh! Uh!" grunted Zidane as he instinctively thrust. Oh, Garnet! Nobody's ever done this to me before! Within seconds, he unleashed his load directly into down her throat.

Garnet's eyes widened in shock, and tears formed. She was able to swallow the first batch, but ended up recoiling and coughing out the second. She wiped her mouth on her sleeve, and looked up at Zidane with tear-filled eyes. "It...it's ok. I'm ok."

"So-wy," he moaned, turning away in shame.

"Don't apologize. You didn't do anything wrong." Taking a handkerchief, she gently stroked his penis clean. After a few seconds of gentle friction, he stood at attention again. "Hard already? You are impressive. Let me show you a few new playmates."

"Pway-way?" Garnet sauntered over to her closet and opened it. "Fwe-ya! Ei-ko!?" Both of the girls were naked, and stood facing each other with their bodies pressed together; thanks to their size difference, Eiko's face was pressed against Freya's pussy. They both had a dildo inserted into each of their asses, and a small layer of tape over their mouths.

"Truth be told," said Garnet, "I was already training Eiko to play with us. She looks like a kid, but Maiden Sarians are actually sexually mature at seven years. But after what happened to Freya, I decided to add her to the fun too."

"Fuh?" he muttered as Garnet removed Freya's gag.

"Come along, girls." The girls obediently walked out of the closet. Garnet pulled out a blindfold and said, "When you're blinded, all your other senses become more sensitive. And since you're already sensitive to begin with, this'll be even more exciting for you."

What is she doing? Zidane wondered as his sight vanished. He gasped in shock as he felt their hands unzip his costume and pull it off. Whoa! I never felt so cold! Then he felt their hands gently push him to his knees, and start licking him. Oh god...Garnet, Freya, and even Eiko! His dick throbbed with anticipation.

"Time for the payoff. This is for you."

Zidane let out a gasp as he felt his dick enter someone's girlhood. Who...who is this? It's so tight...is this Eiko!?

Feeling this alien sensation, Eiko could do nothing but breathe heavily, as tears fell and her gag kept her words in her mouth. I'm a woman, now! It hurts, but it's still so good! She then screamed into her gag as Zidane began thrusting into her. It hurts, it hurts! Beside them, Freya and Garnet were wrapped in a sixty-nine, their tongues exploring each other deeply.

---

As Zidane woke up, he overheard the girls talking. "I know it's sore now," he heard Garnet, "but that's only because it's your first time, and you're so small. Ride him a few more times, and you'll get used to it."

"You promise you won't tell Sir Fratley?" insisted Freya.

"I told you I won't, didn't I? Besides, doing it behind his back makes it more exciting, doesn't it?"

"I guess..."

"Ooh, he's awake!" cheered Eiko.

Zidane sat up with a groan, and spied Freya and Eiko still naked, groveling before Garnet. It was then he became conscious of the collars the girls were wearing, when he felt one around his neck. He was naked as well, but didn't really have the drive to cover himself up.

Garnet sauntered over to Zidane and asked, "Do you like your new collar?"

"...Yes."

"Good. You and your friends will wear them from now on, even in public. That should make things clear enough to Beatrix that you three are my pets." She turned to Freya and Eiko. "Now, get dressed and get out of here."

"Yes, mistress," they answered, as they put their clothes back on.

Once they were dressed, they sheepishly slinked over to the door. "You were...very fun to play with, Zidane," complimented Freya.

"Thanks for being my first!" chirped Eiko, before they left.

"They're sexy, huh?" teased Garnet, poking his hard cock. "They'll be back to play with us again. And so will you."

"Yes," he agreed.

"To the world outside this room, you're my husband, my eye candy. Inside this bedroom, you're my nymphomaniac little pet."

"Yes."

"Good boy! It's time you left too, but let me take care of your friend before you go."

As she vigorously sucked him off, his mind went almost completely blank. There was nothing he would ever say no to. There was nothing he wouldn't do to win her touch. He was so entranced he didn't even notice when he came. All he knew is that he was somehow back in his own room, in his own clothes, in Garnet's own collar.

Fingering the collar, he whispered, "Thank you, mistress," with a huge grin of anticipation.