{"sf1_id":670539,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Within the Clutches of the Darkness","author":"FBtH","words":2615,"posted_at":"2014-02-21T11:54:00.000Z","tags":["Graphic violence","Hardcore rape","Horror","Legend Of Zelda","Link","Male","ReDead","bloodplay","necro"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/670539-within-the-clutches-of-the-darkness","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/670539","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=670539\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"What happens down in the Shadow Temple will stay in the Shadow Temple...forever. Rated M for MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. Warnings: Graphic violence, Hardcore rape, Bloodplay, Necro, Horror. Pairing: Link x various Undead enemies. If you're not into this kind of stuff, do not click.","content":"Within the Clutches of the Darkness ~\nDisclaimers: I do NOT own the Legend of Zelda, its characters, its locations or\nanything associated with it. It all belongs to Nintendo.           ~ Warnings:\nIn case you didn't read the description, this will contain GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, HARDCORE\nGRAPHIC RAPE, BLOODPLAY, NECRO, HORROR. I hope that's everything. If you do not\nlike any of this kind of stuff, STOP READING AND LEAVE NOW.   Drip\ndrip drip drip drip drip. Link's eyes fluttered open, woken by the tireless\nmetronome as he regained his senses.  With a groan, he lifted his head groggily, barely\nmaking out the stone floor and matching walls tinted with the dismal, ghastly\ngreen characteristic of the Shadow Temple through the darkness of the wide,\ntorchless room. Something unseen was leaking in a distant corner of the room,\nwhether water or a liquid more sinister and befitting of the cursed temple, he\ncould not be sure.   He did not remember how he had got here,\nonly that he had been traversing the Shadow Temple when an immense, round\nshadow had suddenly fallen over him followed by the rushing sound of something\nlarge and heavy falling through the air from the ceiling before he had lost\nconsciousness.    Towering dominantly over everything else in\nsight was a large stone gargoyle of a horned raven with wings like a bat,\nmounted on the wall on the opposite side of the room. Link had already seen other\nstatues of the same making several times throughout the dungeon and had more\nthan once wondered whether it was a deity that was worshipped by the patrons of\nthis temple. Attempting to pull his wrists, he was\nsurprised to find that they were shackled and chained to a pair of logs\ncriss-crossing each other and arranged upright on their ends in the shape of a\ngiant 'X' to form a tall, wooden post to which he found himself bound to. He had too seen wooden stations like the\none he was imprisoned to scattered around the dungeon with languished skeletons\nchained to them and the surrounding ground always splattered with telling dark\nred stains. He realised grimly that he was about to join their ranks, another\nhapless prisoner to be indiscriminately tortured and killed by the inhabitants\nof the Shadow Temple as all the others had been and finally, in the end, he\nwould just be yet another nameless, faceless skeleton rotting to dust in chains\nwithin these dark torture chambers hidden deep beneath the earth.          Sensing something touch him from behind, a\nfrightened Link whipped his head about, startled, to look behind him. What\nappeared to be an enormous dismembered hand severed at the wrist floated\nbizarrely in the air directly behind him. He recognised it to be a Wallmaster,\nthe monster lightly brushing over his back with gaunt, rotting fingers that\nwere as cold as a corpse's and from which strips of blackened, peeling flesh\ndangled sickeningly.  A flutter of movement at his knees\ninstantly told him that there was more than one and he felt a second Wallmaster\ncrawling slowly between his legs.  Wincing, Link braced himself as the\ncreatures' fingers scuttled all across his body, anticipating to be strangled\nor have his heart gouged out at any moment, but they did not appear to be\nconcerned with killing him so much as they were with searching him, as if they\nwere looking for something.   The second Wallmaster was still flitting\nbusily around his legs when one of its icy digits unexpectedly entered him,\napparently locating its goal at last as it pressed viciously into his entrance\nthrough the skin-tight film of leggings covering his trim rear. At the same time,\nthe other Wallmaster fastened itself over Link's mouth, closeting it with its\npalm to stifle the hoarse scream that burst forth.    The creature between Link's legs probed him\nwith an inquisitiveness that was almost methodical, delving into his orifice and\ncausing the Hylian's body to tremble, muscles all over his body hardening\ndistinctively as his arms flexed in distress within their iron cuffs, the metal\nchains clinking while his pained cries were muffled by the creature's twin\nclamping over his mouth. Under the gaze of the solemn raven statue,\nits outspread wings casting a spanning shadow over them all, the Undead\ncreatures continued to satiate their demonic curiosity with the flesh of the\nliving Hylian chained to the torture post; one plumbing the depths of his body,\neach movement of its chilly finger causing him to twitch in pain and groan into\nthe one muffling his sounds and stroking his cheek tenderly with a repugnant,\ndecomposing finger.       The great cadaver-hand silencing Link\nseemed to grow bored with its duty, wandering down instead to the hem of his\nKokiri tunic at the waist, unnerving him. His breath hitched in a mixture of\nfear and shock as deathly cold fingers grabbed him tastelessly through his\nclothes to rouse his cock into a hardened state with sharp tugs.  In the grasp of the monstrously large\ndisembodied hand which had a thumb that was almost as long as his whole arm,\nthe rise beneath his tunic looked woefully inadequate as it was toyed with\nmerely by the pads of the Wallmaster's thumb and index finger, sufficient\nenough to stimulate the Hylian's entire length as the digit tips shifted up and\ndown in alternating strokes to rub it through the fabric. The Wallmaster which was nestled between\nhis thighs latched itself to its human prey in an underhand grip as its middle\nfinger squeezed through Link's tunnel until its knuckle was lodged against his\nclenched, curvaceous nether cheeks. Its elongated fingers wrapped easily around\nhis midriff and under his thighs so that the clawed fingertips pinched at his\nshapely rear and dug into his back as if some monolithic spider had wrapped\nitself around his entire lower front body. Poking a spot inside him that made the Hylian\ncry out in pleasurable disbelief, the intrigued Wallmaster paused, registering\nthe brief change of emotion in its victim before prodding the same place more\nearnestly and repeatedly, causing Link to twist in alarm as his body quivered\nin spasms of mounting, overbearing bliss.  But it was the Wallmaster jerking him off that\ndrove Link to his finish, its fingers a furious blur of rapid pumping as his\nfragile mental stability slipped from him.   Cheeks colouring with the realisation of\nwhat was about to happen next, Link shut his eyes guiltily and let out a final\nmuffled grunt as his senses boiled over and he climaxed uncontrollably all over\nhimself in his clothes, his trapped release leaching through his now soggy\nundergarments to leak sluggishly down his inner thighs. The Wallmaster fingering him retracted\nitself with a wet, pulpy noise, evidently satisfied with the outcome that had\nbeen produced.      At the sound of a deep, harsh bark that\nmight have been a chortle of amusement, Link who was hanging slack in his\nrestraints reluctantly raised his head to see a Stalfos standing before him, a\nscarlet glare of malice glowing from within the shadows of each blank eye\nsocket of its grinning skull. Link noticed an abnormally conical protrusion\nof bone located in the core of the Stalfos' pelvic bone, rising out of the cavity.\nThe pointed tip of the unusual growth arched upwards into the air while the\nbase widened smoothly into the rest of the pelvis; a lethal looking spike of\nbone that was fearsomely many inches long; a terrible, twisted imitation of\nmasculinity.   The Stalfos tromped over in his direction,\njoints creaking and bones clattering with its ponderous movements, boldly seizing\nLink's legs without preamble in its skeletal arms and hoisting them over its\nshoulders. \"N-No! Don't! Not with that!\" Link begged,\nkicking wildly as his entrance was lifted up in presentation to the Undead swordfighter.\nThe two Wallmasters grasped around his ankles through his dangling, kicking\nboots to still his actions, one to each leg. Anger and hurt at his\npowerlessness boiled inside him. He may as well have been dressed in ribbon and\ndelivered to them in a neat bow. The Stalfos paid Link's entreaties no heed\nwhatsoever and there was nothing to stop it from impaling itself savagely into the\narea where Link was most vulnerable and also most unguarded, currently.  Pain blossomed like spreading poison and\nLink yelled, his voice pitched with suffering as the Stalfos bore staggeringly forwards\nwith its hollowed, fleshless hips, cruelly driving its bony, monstrously sharp\nversion of a cock as deep within Link as it could reach, sparing a rattling\nchuckle at the pain and despair it was causing its helpless foe.    \"No...hah...hah...stop...\" Link pleaded, gazing\nupwards in despair at the thick skull that loomed down over him barely an inch\nfrom his face, but the reanimated Horror merely grinned mockingly down at him, its\nglinting, lurid pupils basking the boy's tortured face in a hauntingly eerie ruby\nglow as it brutally skewered the young Hylian on its gruesome, phallic spike\neach time it lifted its lower skeleton right up into the valley between the\nboy's spread legs which twitched and jolted in abiding pain whilst held firmly\napart by the Wallmaster duo. \"Ungh...gah...ah...hurts...\" Link cried out, in pure\nagony as glittering tears of pain and dismay cascaded down his cheeks. The piercing shaft of yellowed unyielding bone\nwas uncomfortably dry, rasping like parchment against the tender fleshly walls\nof his inner cavern, each pierce inciting a miserable whimper and constant\nburning, stinging pain while scraping his soft, sensitive insides raw to the\npoint that blood began to trickle from his rear, pure red life force dripping\nover the Stalfos' thrusting nethermost bones.  The pointed tip of the Stalfos' bone\npricked the same spot within Link that the Wallmaster had discovered before,\nsending a shiveringly delightful sensory overload throughout every fibre of\nLink's being and forcing him to release again, his cock still spent from just\nseveral minutes ago only managing to feebly drool out a few strings of semen,\nadding to the sludgy muck already clogged up in his underclothes. Finished with its grisly task, the Stalfos\nsnatched its horn of bone out of Link's body like pulling a needle from an arm and\nroughly threw the boy's legs from its shoulders as the Wallmasters unhanded his\nfeet. His knees weak and muscles slack from tiredness and unimaginable torment,\nLink slumped to the ground, held up at his wrists by only his shackles. As the Stalfos disintegrated, its skeletal\nbody falling apart and its bones collapsing into dust, returning to the ground\nfrom whence it came and would eventually rise again, the Wallmasters broke the\nshackles around his wrists, freeing him, before they too retreated into the\ndarkness and vanished, leaving Link to drop limply to the ground where he lay\nmotionlessly in a crumpled, gasping heap.     Cerulean eyes that were glazed over with\nexhaustion and abject resignation flickered upwards to next witness three\nRedead rising up from the earth, moaning listlessly and shuffling toward him\nwith outstretched arms. But Link did not recoil from the new enemies about to\nfall upon him.   After the nightmare that had transpired here\nwithin the clutches of the darkness, Link actually welcomed the dark oblivion\nabout to take him. Anything to end it all, anything to take him far, far away\nfrom this soul-shattering bastion of endless horror. The ReDead closed in, surrounding him,\ngrabbing at him with hands as icy and lifeless as the Wallmasters. One\napproached from behind, pulling him upright into a sitting position so that its\nthin, bony arms could encircle the Hylian's chest in a caress that was so\nnearly loving that it might have proved that the monster had once lived and\nloved a long time ago. Another came from the front, wrapping it\nlegs around his waist, squeezing him with a powerful grip as it straddled the\nimpassive Hero's torso. The last gathered at his side and together,\ntheir hands gripping at his green tunic, they all began scratching through it\nand at the flesh unveiled beyond, shrunken hands gouging out trails of dripping\nred. Link let out a low wail at the burning\nrivers of pain being incised all over his abused body which was now covered in\ndeep gashes that bled freely. The ReDead in front of him leaned in toward\nLink, reaching steadily for his mouth with its own lipless gaping hole from\nwhich the overwhelmingly stifling stench of decay and death billowed out in\nerrant puffs upon the boy's face.  Obliging gratefully, Link accepted the\nbeckoning kiss of death with his own eager mouth, giving a relieved moan that\nwas almost wanton. His tongue, hot and wet with a desperate earnest clashed\nagainst the ReDead's, dipping and sliding against its slimy appendage that had\na withered, dead texture yet was moist with a distinctly earthy aftertaste; a\nslight hint of fresh soil that was not all that unpleasant. Meanwhile, the flanking Redead ravaged\nLink's body hungrily with their own mouths as they violently slashed and tore\napart fabric to expose as much warm human flesh as possible. Their slobbering,\ninhumanly long tongues churned and writhed like thrashing worms over every\npatch of his uncovered skin, lapping up the crimson blood dribbling from the\nvery scratches that they themselves had inflicted.  Drip\ndrip drip drip. But now it was not only the mysterious water,\nbut small pellets of his blood as well that was dripping to the earth to form\nwidening pools of dark wine. Link was pulled harshly in all directions\nlike meat between starving wolves, each shrunken arm enthusiastically yanking\nhim closer so that they could press their bodies into his, imprinting black,\nsooty smudges onto his skin wherever they touched him as they greedily and\ndisgustingly slurped him all over.  His body was utterly overwhelmed by the trio\nof corpses licking, humping and rutting grotesquely into him from all sides\ntrying to get as much contact as they could with the only living, breathing\nperson to set foot in their dungeon for decades.   The Redead tonguing Link used its hands to\nshred the garments between his legs and damp musk wafted into the air as the\nlake of thick Hylian seed accumulated beneath spilled out like a miniature pale\nwaterfall at the same time that Link's erection burgeoned free through the slat\nopenings ripped into his tattered tunic.  The flushed cock, sloppy and slathered in\nLinks own deposit of seminal fluids sprung outwards into open air to slap\nheavily up against the Redead's groin which was a smooth, blank rump where its\nreproductive features might have been. Formless as a mannequin's, it was simply\nan extension of its sunken abdomen and Link's collected semen, gushing forth,\nsurged thickly down all over it, smearing between their enmeshed\nstomachs.  The Redead that had the honour to\npersonally share in Link's attention latched the slit that was its mouth so\ntightly over Link's own that it nearly crushed his jaw, sucking in the Hero's\nmuted moans, his searching tongue, his wet saliva. Everything the boy had to\noffer it excitedly sucked up into its hollow being without stopping. Unable to draw breath, Link felt what\nlittle of it he had left being absorbed into the Redead smothering him. As his\nheart hammered frantically, his lungs slowly drained and although in a dying\nfit of panic, the instinct to break free came over him, he merely deepened the\nterrible kiss, giving everything that remained of him into the dark vortex that\nwould gift him with the mercy of freedom, the dark vortex that was devouringly swallowing\nhis breath, his life, his very soul...         A/N:\nReviews and comments are always appreciated. Thanks for reading! A/N\n#2: Thinking about doing another hardcore kinky Zelda fic focused on tentacles\nand featuring Deku Babas next. Iunno."}