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The dungeon orgy was well underway. Corridors and hallways deep underground were filled with horny monsters of mixed races. Their general build ranged from grotesquely overweight, with gelatinous guts, to super strong, muscle bound, meat-headed, hunks. Most of them wondered the stone halls completely naked but quite a few were garbed in the more kinky sort of leather. Black zipper masks, spiked collars, hoods, ball gags, studded thongs, heavy duty boots, some were even in full on gimp suits. Still others wore various pieces of armor, or the furs of animals. Many brandished whips, leashes, and floggers.

Grogor the Ogre was among the fat gelatinous crowd. He smirked evilly which raised his lip slightly over one of the two tusks which protruded out the sides of his mouth. He'd just done something very evil and was proud of it. He'd just tampered with the machine the Minotaurs went through to enter their maze. He hated Minotaurs. They were all in the next room down the hall. It's in this room that they entered the machine and it would bring them into the room Grogor was in where a conveyor belt would drop them into the maze.

Just outside the room Grogor could hear a gang of Orcs raping a Centaur. They'd bound the Centaur's legs up to his torso and chained him to the rafters so they could fuck him up the ass. The horse's arms were tightly bound across his chest and they'd gagged and tied his mouth shut. Grogor went and shut the door so he wouldn't be interrupted. He wanted to enjoy the moment when it came.

It was a large wooden door. Much thicker than it had to be. There was a little window with iron bars in it so Grogor could still see out through it. For a moment he watched as the Orcs rapped the Centaur. Other monsters wondered past without a care in the world. Even as the Centaur moaned out and struggled for them to stop. The Orcs kept right on laughing and snickering. They held the stallion steady and some raised the points of spears up to his neck while another took two taggers to the base of the Centaur's cock. “You keep struggling like that and we're gonna throw your dick in the trash!” One said and the others all laughed.

The Centaur's gaze turned toward a small metal trash bin to the corner and was horror stricken to see there were already other horse cocks hanging over the side. “EMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Despite the moan he gave out, his cock was instantly hard and thumping against his belly. He let the Orcs do as they pleased.

A fat tubby Boar in a leather hood and vest wondered past clutching a leash as two big burly slave Orcs wondered behind. The leash was attached to both of their nuts so they kept close to him. The Boar gave their nuts a swift tug as they wondered past the scene with the Centaur. “Now don't the two of you get no idea.” The two muscular slave Orcs looked on at the Centaur longingly.

A cloaked and hooded figure wondered past holding a bowl of boner pills. They were different colors and the dosage of each pill varied. Grogor knew that from experience. Their side effects weren't great either. Along with offering a erection that wouldn't quit for four days straight, even in the coldest water, heart attacks, muscle growth, madness, and hallucinations were also listed on the bottle they came in. For some they caused extreme hair growth and brought out animal traits and beastly tenancies. Cumming while under the influence of the pills made it all worth it though. At a minimum you could fill a mug. The pills also causes one's nuts to swell and cumming brought great relief to the pain.

As the cloaked figured brought the bowl past the door, Grogor watched as six Minotaurs grabbed great big fist full of pills and gobbled them down. Leaving the bowl almost empty. “Out of the way old man!” One yelled, shoving the cloaked figure to the floor spilling his pills to the ground.

The Minotaurs were 9' tall muscular behemoths. Their necks were thicker than their heads, their shoulders were broad and rounded with great big muscles. Their biceps were the size of dinner plates, their pecks like two great big slabs of beef, they had washboard stomachs hard enough to use as a cutting board. Their thighs were enormous and powerful, able to crush a skull with ease. They varied in color a good deal too though this particular group was mostly shades of red and brown with one black mixed in. The thing Grogor hated the most about them all was their natural well endowment. Their cocks were huge and girthy, coming well up to their pecks when hard, which they obviously were.

The Minotaurs stepped into the room down the hall and one by one entered the machine.

Normally it was set to hose them down in fragrant oil, piss, and pheromones, then adorn them with their maze running gear. This was typically a set of leather wrist bands, leather ankle straps, and randomly either a spiked collar or leather hood. The system though was the same thing that the dungeon traps ran on though so it was capable of so much more. It could be rigged to dump them into a pit of spikes, or let loose a wave of swinging axes, gun them down with arrows... but that would be too easy to do. Grogor was much more mischievous. Grogor had rigged it differently.

One by one the Minotaurs had their mouths stuffed full of socks. “Murmph?” A leather zipper mask was then forced down over their heads, the mouth and eyes zipped shut and belts tightly strapped down around the sides of the mouth as well as a particularly large one that came down through the nose ring and attached beneath the chin. “EMMMMM!?” The bull's were quick to know something was wrong but by then the wooden stockade was already locked around their necks with their wrists tightly forced up the holes on either side. A second stockade locked around their ankles. Then their cocks and balls were tightly bound in a leather sleeve like something a stripper would wear, that was then tied around their waste. The inside of the sleeve had pointed little spikes that dug in with the tightness so there'd be little to no chance of them fucking or getting off without making things a bloody mess. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!”

Grogor watched as the first of his creations emerged out of the machine. The Minotaur stood firm, legs parted because they were forced to, and he struggled to break free of the upper stockade, resulting mostly in a lot of wobbling. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” He moaned out. His leather bound cock wagging like a puppy dog's tail. And as his hooves reached the end of the conveyor belt, he plummeted down into the maze some thirty feet below. “EMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!” And then out came the next one, all bound up nice and tight just as the one before. And then one after him, and one after him, and so on until all seven of them were bound up, nice and tight, and horny as hell.

“Hahahha!” Grogor laughed. He stood over the square opening in the floor. “You Bulls got some work to do before you all can join the orgy!” The Bulls were all moaning and groaning as they attempted to right themselves and get their bearings. Grogor then shook a large metal ring of keys which went to the padlocks locking all of their stockades. “If you Bulls want out, Come and find me when you get out. I'll make you work for it, but don't you worry. I might let you cum.... some of you at least.”

“EMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Minotaurs moaned out through their muffled gimp masks. Their mouths stuffed full of socks left an awful taste in their mouth. Between having fallen on one another and being forced into two stockades that were almost as wide as the maze hallways, getting to stand up right took some doing. Eventually all of them managed it and started to hop along and go their various ways. Grogor watched as three hopped down one path that forked into two separate dead ends. The other three had a better idea though one of them tripped and fell to the floor causing the one behind him to stumble over him. One attempted to rape the other while another worked on dry humping the walls but both proved to be too painful an action to follow through. Worst of all, those pills they'd taken were finally kicking in even though they'd been erect already. The Minotaurs could hear the leather sheaths stretching as their cocks swelled much larger, and the spikes dug in much farther. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” One moaned out from the pain of his erection.

Grogor kicked the wooden trapdoor to the maze shut with a loud slam. Then he stepped over it to open the door to get back outside. The Orcs across the way were still raping the Centaur, though it seemed by now at least half of them had had their fill and were simply waiting in the corner while the others finished up. Two of the Orcs were now riding the Centaur, one seated front holding knife to the horse's back and demanding the Centaur jerk him off. The other was seated facing back and jerked off into the face of the Orc currently fucking the Centaur from behind. Quite a kinky scene playing out and Grogor touched himself as he watched.

The cloaked figure gave a cough. “Et Hem. I take it all went well?”

Grogor reached down to the side of his belt and produced a small sack of gold. “Your payment.”

The cloaked figure bowed then took his leave.

II.

High up at the Dungeon Entrance another cloaked figure was entering. He was a human, taller than average, brawny and garbed in several pieces of armor. His chest plate was actually made of a hardened shell-like leather; it was smooth and slightly grooved to his pecks and abs. His shoulder plates were metal as here his leggings. The shoulders were pointed and gnarled with pointed fins like a mace. Beneath them were overlapping sheets of metal to protect his biceps. The rest of his arms hung bare. His leggings started out as overlapping plates of metal to allow some flexibility around his crotch and again at the knees. Most of his thighs and shins though were solid sheets of metal, smooth aside from some scratches, meant to deflect weapons away.

The two Lizard Men on guard duty watched as he approached. They had noticed the metal parts about him first because those had shined in the torch light. Now that he was closer they got a better look at him. He had white skin, short dark hair. He wore a solid black cape, and carried what had to be the largest claymore any of them had ever seen. The handle alone was taller than the man's head, the hilt hung right at his shoulders, and the rest of the blade went down at an angle sticking off to the side of his legs because the weapon was actually taller than he was!

The Lizard Men examined their own swords and spears. The man's claymore was three times as thick as their weapons at the point. The two guards stared at one another.

They were not certain he was an enemy yet. Sometimes such dark knights were summoned or simply arrived seeking refuge. Normally they were told of such things though. The answer soon became clear to them as the man unsheathed his claymore and began charging toward them.

The first lizard went to leap out of the way as he swung but the blade passed through him before he could bound and had sliced the belly wide open on the other guard. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” The second one hissed. Then off his head went as the man quickly sliced it off.

Just up ahead Zero the Cyclops had seen it all. He was a huge giant-sized beast that was somewhere in the middle of gelatinous gut and overbearing muscle. He gasped aloud as he watched what the man had done and worse yet, he'd heard stories as to who the man likely was.

Dark the Dragon Slayer. Born from his mother's corps as she was hanged from a tree. The baby fell to the ground beneath her as she died. A soldier took pity him and raised him as his own, but that meant entering the battle field at a young age. He'd been stabbing men to death since he was 3. Rumor had it that he himself was rapped by a pedophile by one of the generals and by age 7 he had his revenge on the battle field sticking the man with his sword to a post and lighting him on fire while he lived. He was chased out of the field and assumed dead after being shot with arrows and fallen off a cliff. But he lived on somehow.

Now a young man, he'd joined up with a band of mercenaries and now carried a claymore around which was huge even then for him to carry. The deception though was how swiftly he could wield such a huge weapon. He quickly got a reputation for taking down some of the bigger, and heavily armored enemies on the battlefield. The kind of men others stop fighting a moment so they could watch and see who wins.

Zero had just seen that first hand. And now more guards were charging Dark though Zero had a good idea of how this was going to end already.

Dark's legend lived on as one time he was separated on the battlefield and found in the middle of 100 enemies. Dark slaughtered them all as they came at him. Slicing the first wave down struck fear in the others, made them think about how to approach things. He could mow several of them down at a time and quickly rebound for another strike. His claymore was thick enough use as a shield so arrows had little effect. He was also swift about dodging them and handy with throwing daggers himself. When the allies found him they believed him dead propped up against a tree. All around him in the forest lay the 100 men he'd slain.

Zero watched that play out now as the 100 or so Lizard Men came storming out the dungeon gates to intercept this man with the enormous sword. Zero wisely chose to head the other way.

“Where are you going!” Biff the Boar demanded.

Biff the Boar was heavily armored and wielded two swords of elegant design and had multiple points at the tips more like a cleaver.

“Are you mad?” Zero asked. “That's Dark the Dragon Slayer out there!”

“Humpfff” Biff uttered. “Has he ever slayed a dragon?”

Zero shrugged. He hadn't heard that story if he had. But he knew the Dungeon had one. “I'll go wake Shooting Star and we can find out.”

“Humpff!” Biff uttered. “Don't bother. I shell slice him down!” And Biff went running at the man both swords raised. And Zero watched as Dark finished slicing one of the lizard men in half down the middle as he quickly rebounded and sliced off both of Biff's hands. To his credit Biff then tackled Dark to the ground and began a barrage of head butting and mashing his tusks down at the ground. All of which Dark move his head out of the way for then stabbed Biff in the neck with one of his daggers.

Zero cringed and rushed back on his way.

Dark shoved the dying Biff off of him and found the remaining Lizard Men had thrown down their swords and spears and were now rushing through the gates after Zero. There were no more guards preventing him from entering.

The dungeon gates were closing now and Dark quickly walked over to the draw bridge which was now also being raised. No one was really there to watch what Dark was doing as they'd all abandoned their posts to help close the gate. The iron bars made a satisfactory slam as the spikes dug into the grooves in the ground. And then the drawbridge thudded against the walls. There was a genuine sigh of relief among the surviving Lizard Men. “Good, Now he's on that side of the wall.”

Then out in the court yard Dark dropped down, having propped himself on the drawbridge as it was raised and climbed over the wall.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” The Lizards all screamed and began clawing through he iron bars of the gate to dig their way through the wooden bridge. Others had kept their heads about them and now either hid or tried to turn the big wheels to reopen the gate and lower the bridge.

Dark didn't care about them though. He kept right on heading on his way.

The cave opened to a wider section where a wider wall now stood. Another gate was there but it had already been closed. Zero was on the other side of it trying to catch his breath. And outside armored up to face Dark was one of the Centaur generals, brandishing a double-sided halberd (pole ax).

He and Dark went at it a while. The Centaur was at least better about not getting his arms chopped off. And much to Zero's surprise the Centaur was able to hit the claymore to the ground and he slammed his hoof down upon it. “GUAHHH!!!!” Zero gasped as he'd seen doing so had split his hoof and he was now bleeding. The Centaur General now stuck the point to Dark's neck.

“Submit Human! You are defeated! And...”

Dark opened his mouth and clenched his teeth down around the point to the Halberd so the Centaur couldn't move it. He was shocked to see someone do such a thing. Dark swiftly grabbed hold of the handles to his claymore and turned. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” The Centaur screamed and fought to stab his weapon through Dark's throat but all he managed was to make Dark bleed at the mouth. Dark swung came around swinging his claymore sliced through the heavy armor around the Centaur's chest half way.

Everyone was open mouthed watching what had happened. The Centaur released one hand from his halberd to clutch his wound and Dark pulled his sword out of the Centaur's chest. The Centaur dropped his weapon and held his other hand out in a compassionate plea which Dark answered by swinging his claymore though his chest the other way, severing his upper body from his lower horse half completely. The Centaur's two halves fell to the ground limp.

It's now that the dreaded and fearsome Hyena Men opened the gates to the stronghold and went rushing in to fight him.

Zero looked around at everyone. “Are you all fucking mad!” He then turned and rushed down the hall toward the iron door which lead down into the more common place areas of the Dungeon. “Let me in! Let Me In! LET ME IN!!!” And he pounded on the door for it to open!

Then from above hung a stone Gargoyle's head which came alive with it's glowing yellow eyes. And in an enchanting, magical, voice it uttered. “If entry is what you seek, then answer to my question is what I seek.”

Zero gaped up at it. “Are You Fucking Insane! This asshat just sliced through four hundred men and two of our generals!”

“Black and White is all I see, The Odds are across you, the Evens go down. What am I?”

Zero stared up at it a moment. “No body fucking knows what that is! Now open the fucking door! Odds and Blacks. What the fuck!?” And he grabbed hold of a pile of rocks and began pelting them at the large stone head.

“Ouch That Hurt.”

“Yeah ask me an easy one! This guy's trying to kill me! I don't have time for this shit right now!”

“Very Well. What's fat, odorous, and has six vaginas!”

Zero thought a moment. Of all the fat disgusting monsters he'd met over the years. “Uhh Ummm, I don't know!”

“Your Mother!” And then the head let out a bellow of laughter. “Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!” And the big iron door finally opened.

“Yeah fuck you Olmec.” Zero said now thrilled he was on the other side of it.

Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger shoved past Zero, completely naked and brandishing nothing but his claws and a gigantic throbbing erection that wouldn't quit. “What's all this I hear about some upstart getting past all our defenses! I was at the Orgy and very pissed off that I've been called away for this kind of crap!”

“Uhh sir! I wouldn't go out there!” Zero yelled after him. Beside the door was a goblin who was busy tinkering with something in the walls. One of the traps Zero assumed. The Iron door closed shut leaving Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger walking out there alone.

“Where the hell are all the guards!” Lee muttered in a growl. And then he assented the steps to the top of the wall to survey the battle field. There he gasped as Dark stood clutching his claymore, covered in blood, and standing in the middle of a ring of dead and dying Hyena Men and a severed Centaur cut clean in half. There was blood splattered everywhere, severed limbs, broken swords and shields all over the place, heads still rolling off of the piles of corpses as the dying survivors moved about begging for death.

Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger gasped at the sight of what this one man had done. He clutched his claws deep into the stone and was immediately reminded by a slight cold breeze against his throbbingly hard and painful erection that he was completely naked. “Aww Fuck This!” And he turned back toward the door. “Not without my armor and Mourning Star!”

Lee moved up to the Iron Door and pounded on it to let him in. The eye slot slid open and it was the goblin standing there. He spoke with a sniveling tone. “Don't Worry sir, We've fused the door so it shell never open!”

“Fuck it all! How am I to get in there to get my armor then!”

The goblin frowned. “Oh dear... well there is always the trap entrance. I could quickly deactivate the deadly parts of that and let you in that way.”

“Do it then!” Lee said. “It's fucking cold out here.” Then he gazed up at the Gargoyle's head. “And you there, Distract him! I hope to get back to this orgy before long!”

Lee walked off to the side where the entrance hall was for the trap. The idea was after being confused by tireless riddles the more thick headed adventurers would take this path. There a series of mechanical arms would strip them of their armor and mash them into pulp that was then fed through a grinder where the liquid would fill up a large can of Hero Chow which had a happy, well fed-looking knight on the label giving the thumbs up. At times when they were full up on Hero Chow though the trap had a less violent setting which would only disarm those who passed through it and swiftly mummify the naked hero for storage.

Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger stepped through it but there was one complication. As he walked along the conveyor belt the mechanical arms grabbed hold of him. They registered his claws as being deadly weapons and then proceeded to rip them from his his paws! “GUAHHHHHHHHMURMPHHHH!!!!” He yelled then became muffled as the machine mummified him in cloth, locked his legs together, bound his arms across his chest and stuffed him inside an iron coffin. It was padded on the inside to make for a firm fit. The lid slammed shut and was bolted into place. The lid also had an eye slot which was closed, as well as one for his cock and balls to stick out. The machine didn't mummify genitals because sometimes they got a lady and beasts could have their way with her.

Dark approached the Gargoyle head and as it rattled off its riddle. “Black and White is all I see, The Odds are across you, the Evens go down. What am GUAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

Dark sliced the head clean off the wall and began smashing it beneath his boot. “GUAHHHHHHHHHHH!!! IT WAS A CROSSWORD PUZZLE!!! A CROSSWORD PUZZLE!!!”

Dark let up a second and said. “Yes, I already knew that.” And kept right on pummeling the stone head into the ground until it was crushed into dust.

Dark examined the door in front of him. There was no handle at all and it sunk flush into the wall.

The Goblin and Zero both cowered in the corner as they listened as Dark tried to jimmy the tip of his sword into the gap and fought to pry it open. The Goblin being ever the tinkerer knew the sound instantly as to what he was doing.... and knew that there actually was a chance he could pry the door open. But he was also clever, true to his race. He knew meat-headed sword nuts loved their swords more than anything.

The metal eye slot carefully slid open. And the goblin, who was actually standing on a sort of built in steps and ladder on his size of the door looked down at Dark, and kept his hand clutched on the handle to the eye slot. “Umm, Mr. Dark Knight Sir. If I could have a moment.” Dark stopped his jimmying and glanced up at him with a murderous look. “The door has been jammed that way for some time now. The only one who knew how to open it was the Gargoyle who's head you smashed in. And I might add if you keep trying to open it that way that you might risk breaking the tip off of that magnificent sword of yours.”

Dark let off then swung around brandishing his sword in hand.

“GUAHHHHH!!!!” The Goblin screeched as he fell back.

Dark's claymore left a massive slash on the outside of the door then thrust inward through the eye slot and began poking wildly at the air. The Goblin hung back on the small steps and clutched the railing. Zero cowered in the corner behind a table and beneath a rug and didn't dare get up.

There was some relief as Dark removed his claymore from the eye slot, then his hand reached in and grabbed the Goblin by the neck and pulled him up to the eye slot. Dark had a powerful grip on him. He could easily break the Goblin's neck by simply pulling him back.

“So how would you recommend I get in?” Dark asked.

“Uhh I, I, I would....”

Then from behind him one of the screaming Lizard came rushing up with a spear and howling “YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” The Goblin watched as Dark took one swing of his claymore and sliced the lizard right in half.

Dark then turned his attention back to the Goblin.

“There is a side hallway that everyone uses.”

Dark squeezed tighter. “But it's a trap right?”

The Goblin gasped and didn't quite know what to say. “Of course sir.... of course....” And then a flash of brilliance struck him. He reached down into his pouch and produced a small hand full of multicolored pills. “The traps only work on those who don't take their special pills. They're magical and ….” The Goblin didn't have a second lie to offer up.

“What do the different colors mean?” Dark asked, noticing that some were white, some were a faded yellow, another rich sort of brown. They also appeared to have small animal stamps on them.

The Goblin knew these were indicators as to which race should take the pills. The Goblin answered honestly. “Those are for which race should take the pill. Uhhh We don't have one specifically made for human yet, but I'm sure if you...”

“Give me all of them then!” Dark demanded.

And the goblin did as he asked. He handed the entire little pouch of boner pills to Dark. Dark then let go of him and wiped his hand clean before taking all of the pills. “How long before they work?”

“You should feel their effects immediately sir.” The Goblin said.

Zero's big gaping eye looked up from beneath the rug a moment. This was either very brilliant or very stupid. As if that meat head didn't have a raging hard on for killing before.

Dark felt his blood pumping. The blood in his mouth tasted so good all of a sudden. He felt so animal and beastly like something great fit of rage and insanity was just clawing at his insides to rip its way out. “OH MAN!!!!” He clenched his teeth down hard, the vanes on his neck and muscles bulged all over. He could feel his muscles puffing up and growing. And that's not all that grew. His leather thong was tightening like a mother fucker on him. It laced up in the front and Dark pulled out his dagger to cut the laces off. They were stupid things anyhow. Having to lace himself all the way up and down each time he needed to take a piss. His hard cock flung out and continued growing up several inches. Dark fell back against the wall and reached down to clutch his gloved hand against his cock which was now 12 inches in length and fatter than it had ever been before. His vision blurred in and out of focus a minute. “Awww What did you do to me?” And then he stumbled down the hall, bracing himself on his claymore every so often, expecting an ambush. He's slid his cock up under one of his belts for safe keeping and hoped none of the monsters he faced would get the idea to stab him down there... because he'd do so much worse than kill them if they did. It was a serious problem but Dark didn't know how to fix it just yet. He stumbled right on into the hall and stepped right into the trap.

Dark stepped onto the convener belt and grew alarmed as the floor started moving. “Huh!” He whipped up his claymore and took an aggressive stance. Then from the side the mechanical arms swung out to grab him. Dark swung his claymore and sliced four of them off. But the ones from the other side grabbed hold of him and firmly pulled him into the other arms. “NO!!! GUAHHHHHHHH!!!” He lost his grip on his claymore and the mechanical hands stripped him of all his armor, his leather, his dagger, his strap of throwing knives, his black cape and left him bare ass naked going forward. “WHAT THE HELL!!!” Them a fleet of more mechanical arms gripped hold of him and he was swiftly bound and mummified in cloth from head to toe. His legs were locked together, his arms were forced into crossing his chest, and all he had out were his eyes to see forward and his painful erection which he now swung like a sword believing even it could be a deadly weapon.

While Dark was being packaged, the Goblin and Zero now moved to the room where the coffins and cans of Hero Chow were unloaded. The coffin for Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger laid at the base of the conveyor belt. His big white cock and balls poked out through the middle hole wagging as the pissed off angry tiger lashed about inside. “GURRRR MURRFFFF EMMMMMM!!!!!”

Zero saw he was at least sitting cock side up. “We should probably move him out of the way for when...” And then Zero saw on the floor, beneath a side shoot there was now a necklace made of Tiger Claws laying on the floor.

“Oh.” The Goblin said, eyes widening. “That must be why he's so mad.... the machine mistook his claws as deadly weapons.”

Zero went over and picked up the necklace. They were still wet with blood. He cringed. “He's gonna punish us when he gets out of there isn't he?”

“Let him out?” The Goblin said. “You do it! I'm not going near that thing! Send him back to the orgy like he wanted and let him fuck it off. Maybe he won't remember if we drug him up enough.”

Zero watched as Lee's great big cock thrashed about banging into the lid of his iron coffin. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” He howled. And could hear everything that was being said too.

And then out of the side shoot fell all of Dark's armor and smaller side weaponry followed by his cloak. A moment later Dark himself emerged from the main conveyor belt, tipped over the side down onto Lee's slightly larger coffin, where its edge just missed slicing into Lee's big white cock. The conveyor belt pushed it forward and down it slammed right onto Lee's big white cock and balls. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Lee Howled.

Dark was bound up good and tight in his coffin unaware what he'd landed on. His 12 inch cock swung about and wagged as he struggled. The shifting weight only served to grind his coffin down into Lee's cock and balls more and more as he struggled though.

“That's it!” the Goblin said. “There's no way we're letting him out of there now!” And he climbed up onto one the large cans of Hero Chow so he could look at Dark's penis and laugh. “Hahaha, Not so deadly now are you!”

Zero was trying and lift Dark's coffin off of Lee's cock a moment when suddenly there was this grinding sound coming from the side shoot where all the weapons and armor had been laid.

“What the hell is that noise?” The Goblin asked, turning to face the blackness of the shoot. “Sounds like something is stuck in the gears to the”

BANG!!! Dark's claymore fired out of the shoot having been dislodged by the mechanical gears. It ripped through the Goblin's chest all the way as he stood up on the can of Hero Chow, then the spikes on the handle stabbed into his throat and cock, catching him and sending him flying back into the wall with it. There the sword dug into the brick wall and sent the Goblin's body free from the blades of the handle where he slid about half way up the sword and hung there. “GUAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” The Goblin choked out, drowning on his own blood as it streamed out his mouth and the hole in his throat. His weight came down on the sword and he was slowly cut in half causing his innards to spill out as the wound in his chest grew even bigger.

Zero was horror stricken once again clutching his hand over his mouth. “Oh My Lord!!!” He let go of Dark's coffin causing it mash down upon Lee's cock once again. This time though it was somehow more forgivable as even Lee could hear by the sounds outside that somehow Dark was still managing to kill people even though he was trapped in the coffin above his own. It was at least a comfort to know where Dark was.

Zero left the room stumbling because he had to go and throw up somewhere.

III

A band of Orcs that had just finished rapping a Centaur were walking by when they saw Zero hurling up a huge pile in the corner. “Hay you alright man?” One asked.

Zero looked up at them sarcastically. “I'm Vomiting!” As if this answered the question somehow.

The Orcs backed away then stepped into the other room. “And just what do we got here?” They eyed the two iron coffins. Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger's below and Dark's slightly smaller one stacked on top still with his cock wagging as he fought to get free. And then they saw the Goblin nearly sliced in two skewered off of the claymore stabbed into the walls.

“Holy shit!” One Orc uttered. And he went to go and removed the claymore from the wall but found it was stuck in there too far for him to pull. Part of the problem was the blade was too long for him to get his foot up against the wall to kick off with. “Help Me!” He said and two other Orcs came over. They managed to dislodge it from the wall and let the Goblin's corps slide off the blade.

The tip of the claymore quickly struck the ground. “Holy Crap this thing is heavy!” One Orc said and tried to lift it. He managed to heave it up right but lost his balanced and the blade kept coming right for him. The Orc dropped it and got out of the way though it still took a slice out of his shoulder. “FUCK!!!”

And then everyone's gaze turned to the two coffins in the room. Both full of moaning and screaming men. Dark was still wagging his cock about violently as he still struggled to kick and shift about inside the thing.

“Hmmm, so two Heros managed to get through our defenses, only to end up bound up and packaged, and in my clutches.” One Orc said, and he laid his green callused hand onto Dark's big dick.

“EMMMMMM!!!!” Dark let out and devilish scream and his coffin thrashed and slashed about from side to side.

“That got him angry.” The Orc said and he started to jerk Dark off. “Hahahahha!” The other Orcs all joined in in the laughter.

“EMMMP EMMMP EMMMP!!!!” The lower box pleaded for them to stop. And then the band of Orcs realized why.

“Oh This one wants us to stop!” The Orc said and gave the lower box and kick. “You hear that, Hero, every move you make is crushing your friend's cock dick below you.”

And then Dark's coffin heaved up a few inches and slammed down again. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Lee moaned out.

Dark's coffin raised up again and slammed down once more. And again! And again! And Again!

The Orcs watched in puzzlement as Dark did his thing. “I'm starting to think these two aren't friends.” One said.

And finally the band of Orcs caught the under side of Dark's coffin as he raised up again and then lifted him off. There they saw the great big white cock and balls of Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger, one of their finest gladiators all bruised and smashed.

“Guahhh!!!” One Orc said gazing upon it. “At least the bolts had prevented him from pulverizing him any flatter.”

Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger groaned out a sight of relief.

“Alright what do we do with them?” One Orc asked. And then Dark was at it again rocking about in his coffin for the others to let him go. “And you hush the fuck up in there!” And then propped him up right against the wall so his feet were to the ground. There they watched as Dark continued to rock back and forth and swing his cock about as he struggled.

“This guy's a little berserk isn't he.” One Orc commented.

And then they all watched as Dark heaved himself a little bit too far forward. “EMM!?” And slammed down cock and balls down into the floor. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” He moaned out and for once his coffin remained absolutely still as he screamed.

Two of the Orcs went over and sat on him. Then one propped his feet up on Lee's coffin. It's now that Zero rejoined them.

Zero pointed at Lee's coffin. “That one, take back to the orgy but don't open it. Get him nice and drugged and maybe something for the pain and a bag of ice.” And then he pointed to Dark's coffin. “As for him.... keep that claymore the fuck away, and lower him into the pit.”

The Orcs all nodded and liked this idea. One Orc had found the necklace of Tiger claws. He opened the eye slot up to Lee's coffin. His Golden-Eyes stared out at him with a murderous look of rage. The Orc smiled evilly down at him. “Sorry, but you don't scare me. Not in that box anyway.” And he lowered the necklace of Tiger Claws down onto Lee's face, draping them in such a way that they might eventually find their way around his neck if Lee worked at it enough. And then the Orc shut the eye slot.

The Orcs did as they were told. Three of them carried Lee back to the Orgy, taking him through a hallway filled with Goat Men half way through the walls. Their ass and thighs stuck out with their ankles bound up parting ways. Various sorts of Lizard Men, Boars, Hogs and Hyenas fucked them up the ass.

And then the hallway opened where there were monsters were gathered around large iron boxes. There were glory holes on each side for them to stick their dicks into and the mystery creature(s) in the box could suck and jerk them off.

The Centaur was still hung and bound up where they had left him. One of the Giants had found him and was shoving his massive cock right up into the Centaur's ass. The poor thing, they thought. That Giant's dick was almost as long as Dark's claymore. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!” The Centaur cried out as they passed. The Orcs simply smiled and waved, offering him encouraging thumbs up.

One of the Orcs commented, “Hope he doesn't slice you in half with that thing.” And Zero felt a horrible tightening at the pit of his stomach. He had seen a Centaur split in half just minutes ago.

Another hall lead them to the main source of the music that was playing down here as drums pounded loudly and the mosh pit of seething, naked bodies, ground up against one another in a dazed drug rage. A Blue Wolf was bound to a wooden wheel on the wall, naked with his erection up the ass to one of the darker skinned Orcs. They spun the wheel as the Orc thrust his ass to and fro and the Blue Wolf's dick spun all around inside his ass as the big wheel spun.

In one the quieter corners of this room is where they left Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger. They opened the eye slot, dumped a bunch of potions and beer inside, not really getting it in his mouth at all but it soaked up in his wrapping enough. Then they dropped a heavy bag of ice down up on his nuts and left him there. “EMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Lee moaned and quickly found a couple of frisky Pig Men began using him like a table with one laying back on the bag of ice.

Then they went to drop of Dark. Up ahead there was a line of guys standing up right with their hard cocks out. And propped up opposite them was Rad the red-skinned Incubus. He had a dreamy sort of super model look to him. He had a perfect set of teeth, a surfer's build though shorter than the average human. He had a set of devil wings sticking out his upper back but they were just for show and did not extend past his shoulders. His hair was a great big mane of messy and wild dark hair. He had a great big cock that came up to his pecks.

Rad's hand glowed with magical energy and as the sex demon waved it past the line of guys standing there aroused their cocks glowed along with it and each started cumming until they had all fallen to their hands and knees from the pleasure. The cum was gushing out of them in a continuous stream and most of them couldn't handle it. Their eyes were crossed and they made ever more freaky and odd O-faces. Then finally they collapsed to the floor and passed out.

Rad put his fingers up to his mouth and blew. Then he eyed the gang of Orcs carrying Dark's coffin. Rad went to use his power on them but Zero stopped him. “Uhh Maybe later! Not right now please!”

Dark's cock was wagging and the Orcs fought to gain control over him again.

Rad eyed Dark's cock and senses the decades worth of sexual frustration built up in him. It's not that Dark didn't cum or have sex ever, but Rad could sense he was haunted by ghosts of his past, never able to sleep at night without waking up in fits of rage. “What about him?” Rad asked. “He smells absolutely divine.” Rad drooled.

“No no!” Zero said. “We shouldn't be doing that to our enemies. Maybe if we need to interrogate him later.”

And Rad huffed as the Orcs carefully marched over the row of passed out guys. There was cum everywhere so they mostly tried walking on top of the men. Zero, being much heavier than the Orcs were, did the same and got a grunt out of each man he stepped upon.

Rad breathed the air heavily. “Maybe I'll interrogate him myself.” He said then rolled back.

Down several flights of steps the fetishes grew more violent. There were Pig Men down here bound to the wall spread eagle and a particularly nasty Giant whipping their backs.

Brian the Giant stood 13' tall and was muscular all over though it was difficult to tell that from his leather gimp suit. His blue eyes peered out through the unzipped eye hole and he gave a big toothy grin as they passed. All of the teeth had been kicked out of his right side of his mouth, and his left didn't have too many left, though somehow a row of three up top had survived. He towered over the Pig Men and laid down his whip a moment as they passed. He eyed the Dark's coffin and asked “Bringing me another one to play with?”

Zero eyed Brian's massive cock a moment. Brian's Giant cock was almost commercially sized as it came up past his pecks and almost to his mouth. He currently had it bound up in a leather sheath with belts strapped around it the whole way up, and had a gold cock piercing sticking out the tip. For a moment Zero considered leaving Dark here in his charge. But knowing how stupid Brian was he couldn't risk this murder machine getting away. Zero shook his head. “Sorry, not today.”

Brian grew angry then removed a red hot branding iron from the coals beside him and proceed to brand the words BITCH into the asses of all the Pig Men he'd tied up. “EMMMMMM!!!” They squealed out.

In the next room over was Etten. Basically a Two-headed Giant as tall as Brian was but without as huge a cock. He/They still had two great big cocks but they only just came up to their pecks. They too were wearing a gimp suit but the heads on theirs had their eyes and mouths zipped shut, and were covered in a scratchy sort of sand paper.

Etten was down on his hands and knees with both heads firmly scrubbing at the great big feet to Rio the Rhino. Rio was another of the muscle bound gladiators of the Dungeon. He too was boxed up though his was made of wood. His big gray cock and balls were sticking out a hole in the lid much like Dark's and Lee's, but Rio's head also stuck out a hole completely out the top. Rio smiled as he clutched a handle tightly between his teeth which acted as a bite stick. A rope tied to the handle and lead up to the ceiling through one wheel then and another where it held up a massive weight over his cock and balls. Etten scrubbed his faces harder into Rio's feet, almost to the point of making out with them as they tickled and tried to make him open his mouth in either laughter or annoyance. Etten wanted his balls to be nice and flat but Rio wouldn't have it, shaking his head playfully No No No, as Etten shook both of his heads Yes Yes Yes.

Zero was tempted to stay and watch this play out a moment, but knew he had to see this through.

No sooner that he'd turned the corner though that he heard Rio cry out. “Stop It uh...” There was that moment when Rio had realized what he had done followed instantly by a loud CLANG!!!! and then Rio. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!”

Zero rushed back to find Etten bounding and gagging Rio's mouth shut. Rio was wagging his feet about and shaking his head, shifting the box around with his weight trying to get the weight off his nuts. Then Etten got back down on his hands and knees and went back to scrubbing his face into Rio's big gray feet. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Rio howled.

Zero caught up with the others and commented. “There's a lot of that going around today.”

As they marched forward they came across a hall with locked cells on both sides. Hanging in front of one door was a rope with a wooden note attached. On it someone had carved the words

Pull ME

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The Orcs all had their hands full with Dark who was still wagging his cock and struggling to get out. So Zero grabbed hold of the rope and decided to give it a good pull.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Someone with a deep burly voice cried out on the other side of the door.

Zero smiled, then pulled the rope again. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Don't pull that string!” The deep burly voice cried out again.

Zero went to open the door but found it was locked. So he wanted to go on his way but decided, what the heck.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

Finally they reached the desired chamber, which was the lowest in all the Dungeon. It was a big round room, that was missing a wall on one side where a vast cavern sunk way into the earth. There was a black abyss as far as the eye could see both looking out at the vista and staring down. Up above there were hints of stalactites but not many.

Against the wall was a massive spool of the thickest chain money could buy and demon's could forge. They hooked the end of the chain onto the top of Dark's iron coffin. Then propped him upright just at the edge of the of the side. There, one opened his eye slot so Dark could look out at the black vista.

“Alright hero, you made it to the bottom of the dungeon! Congrats!” And they tipped him forward so he could gaze down at the bottomlessness that was the deepest cavern in all the known world.

Dark's eyes widened as his gaze turned toward a torch which one Orc let loose over the side. Dark watched as the light faded down into a single little speck before sputtering out. It had fallen down far enough that the wind extinguished the flames but Dark had yet to hear any sort of a sound of it hitting the bottom.

Next one of the Orcs held out Dark's fabled Claymore. And he threw it over the side as well. Dark's eyes widened with a fit of rage as he watched and heard his blade sing its way down to the bottom as it cut through the air.

They pulled Dark's coffin back up right and spun him around. Dark's panicked look on his face made all the Orcs grin and laugh evilly. Then Dark's eyes locked onto the chain which hung down from above his coffin and connected onto a fantastically huge spool. “There's about a full miles of chain here. You remember that when you're swinging down from it!”

And then one of the Orcs pressed his boot up against Dark's, still hard, and throbbingly painful painful erection. “EMMM!?” Dark uttered. And then the Orc kicked him right over the side. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm m m mmmm mm m m mmmm m m m m .” Dark screamed.

The big spool of chain spun around uncontrollable freeing lengths of chain from a perfect lay left to right, left to right, left to right, over and over, and over again until finally after some minutes of Dark falling to his doom the end of the spool came up the chain came to an abrupt stop!

It was some minutes later that they finally heard the sound of the torch hitting the bottom of the cliff echo up. And then several minutes after that that Dark's final stopping and jerking moan cried out. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!”

The chain was still locked around the spool. That way they had the option to roll it back up again should they ever need to bring him up. Someone would have to empty the coffin out again in a few days at least. The Orcs were glad none of this fell on them. Zero certainly wasn't going to do it either. They'd let some of the slaves handle it. Maybe in a few days Dark will be lest feisty and they can put him a proper cell and at the very least grind him into Hero Chow.

IV.

Rad had been following them. The desire to feed on Dark's pleasure had been too great, and besides if he didn't do it, his built up rage would just summon one of the other Incubi to him. This had to be done, and it had to be him.

He levitated down to the lower levels of the dungeon. There he found Brian sill branding the Pig Men. Such a huge penis was too big an opportunity to mess with.

Brian grinned his tooth grin as he branded the last of the Pig Men with the word BITCH across their ass. “Hehehe.” Then he felt some invisible force move his massive claymore sized cock off to one side. “Owww?” Brian uttered opening his mouth big and wide. He waved the branding iron about to see who was there, someone with an invisibility cloak or spell upon them. Then suddenly his cock shot right up into his mouth, both his eyes and mouth holes zipped as far shut as they could, “EMMMMMMM!?!?!” Brian dropped the red hot branding iron to the floor and stumbled. Then suddenly his eyes opened as wide as they could and the sensation of cum rushed up his big long dick right into his mouth. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Brian moaned. Great big long streams of cum gushed out his nose with every pulse of pleasure. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Brian fell to his knees grasping his cock as though it were an attacking cobra, strangling him around the neck, only it wasn't strangling him, it was trying to drown him with his own cum. His eyes crossed from the combination of pleasure mixed with almost being drown. He'd prefer strangulation to this but this wasn't bad either. His head fell to the floor and this raised his ass up high.

Rad smiled. The zipper to Brian's ass opened and spread wide apart revealing Brian's big round man cheeks. Rad made the branding iron float up into the air and then had it peck him on the ass with a red hot kiss. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!” Brian moaned.

Rad laughed and moved onto the next two. Etten was still going at it scrubbing his heads into Rio's feet. Rio was in the middle of fighting to flex his big gray cock hard enough to lift the weight up off his cock when he glanced over at Rad. Rio then gave him a pleading look with his blood shot eyes and moan out for help while gesturing with his head to help.

“What's that big fella?” Rad asked in a casual tone. “You want another weight on your dick?”

Rio's eyes lit up and he shook his head NO NO NO!!! “EMMM EMMM!!! EMMMM EMMMMM!!!!”

“Well here you go.” Rad said. And then he conjured up an identical weight right over top of Rio's cock and balls, and let it drop down on top of the other.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Rio cried out.

Etten held out a hand over to Rio and offered him a thumbs up.

Rio smiled and bowed his head. “Happy to help.” And then he went on his way.

Up ahead Rad came to a hall with wooden doors to prison cells on either side. He went to examine a rope which hung from one but was interrupted. He could hear the Orcs and Zero coming back. “Oww better hide.” He said, and then he phased through the wall and into the cell.

There Rad was surprised to find a Centaur in a full on gimp suit but with his arms tightly bound through a leather straight jacket and both sets of legs tightly bound up beneath his body. Chains around his neck, waste, and several places along his torso allowed him to hang from the ceiling. The Centaur's eyes were blind folded shut. The front of his big horse head offered only a big fuck-able rubber hole and O ring so he couldn't bite down. But hanging off his chin was a big orange plug for his mouth that had fallen out. At one end it was shaped like a big orange cock, but at the other where the chain attached it was like an over sized carrot with green tassels. His gag had clearly fallen out.

“Who, Who's there!?” The Centaur asked sensing someone was in the room.

It's now that Rad noticed the rope entering the room. Through a series of pullies and wheels it came down to tie onto his great big purple cock which hung erect beneath him. His nuts were also tied to a metal ring which stuck out of the floor. Thus every time someone pulled the rope outside it would tug at his cock, and stretch out his balls. And then way in the back there was a mechanical fucking machine slowly ramming a horse-sized rubber dildo in and out of his ass.

From outside the door, Rad could hear the Orcs talking. “Man what we should have done was hook that chain around his nuts, and THEN kicked him over the side!” The others all laughed. And then one by one each of them started tugging at the rope just outside the door.

The Centaur's eyes widened, he started shaking his head and clenching in anticipation for the pain. “No, Hay, Hay you out there! Stop it! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Stop Pulling That!!!! Don't make me come out there! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! I'm Warning you!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!! FUCK!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Rad sighed, then with a flick of his finger, magically flicked the cock gag up into the Centaur's mouth, which then grew another set of straps which bound around his snout to keep his mouth shut.

“EMMMMMMMMMM!!!! EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Centaur moaned out.

The Orcs all had their fill with pulling the rope. And then Rad made his exit.

Zero was still out there standing over the edge. He seemed unsure if every precaution had been taken to make sure Dark wouldn't escape and start on his killing spree again. Maybe we should haul him back up and tie more weights onto him, or maybe we should just cut the chain and be done with it, hope he doesn't climb back up somehow.... Zero nervously paced over the chain then realized he needed to try and relax. He turned to the exit and told himself it was all going to be okay, it was all going to be okay.

He made it to the archway for the exit then stopped as he heard a kind of swoosh... as if some sort of large bird had just flown past. Zero turned to see what the sound was.... but didn't see anything at all. He shrugged the feeling off, then went on his way.

Rad had leaped over the size of the gorge and was now following the chain straight down to what he hopped would be his next meal.

Dark was a good mile or so down in the black abyss still struggling to get free and wagging his cock about. He was alone for once, truly alone. He'd always known it would end this way, with him in a coffin and darkness all around. He just didn't think he'd be alive when it happened. He laughed at the thought. Finally he settled down. Somehow or other he half expected some great hand to come along and grab hold of his cock and fondle him. He didn't like that it was out there with his balls all alone. Swords belonged in their sheaths when not in use. The worst part was he couldn't do anything with his sword... His erection was painful, he could feel that his nuts had swollen a good deal, his cock had too. He'd never been so fucking hard in all his life. He could feel it chafing against the hole in the lid which it poked through. He'd had a thought, almost wishing if the Orcs weren't going to at least get him off one last time that they'd do him a favor and cut it off him. He certainly couldn't use it... not like this....

Regrets started waving through his mind. How he'd been asked once to murder a man and told not to be seen. Well he murdered the man all right but someone had saw him. A shadowy figure at first. One who he had stabbed his sword right through without giving it any thought.... then realizing the man he had killed... he was only a boy... he'd stabbed his claymore right through the boy's chest. Really he was a young man but it verged the line. Dark had been killing people since he was 3 and now he'd killed a boy roughly the same age that he had been when he had been rapped by that general... the realization disturbed him greatly. Each night he could still see the boy's face gasping up at him for life. Dark stayed there and comforted the boy until he died, but by the the guards had found him... so he had to mow them down too.

Dark saw at the bottom of the pit a huge mound of corpses. All the men, monsters, and demons he'd killed over the years piled up and reaching out to him. Reaching out to touch his cock with their bony hands.

Suddenly the eye slot slid open ever so slowly. Dark's murderous eyes peered out into the black abyss. Truthfully he had been staring at a black abyss the whole time, only now he could feel the slight wind and dampness of the cave air breezing slightly in to greet him.

Part of him expected it to be that pesky fairy that always followed him everywhere here to come and save him one more time. The creature was such an annoying little pest though he felt he'd burnt that bridge of friendship long ago.

No, instead there was a glowing red and white light. Rad stood up on top of the coffin as it hung. The sex demon floated through the air lightly then came around front and put his foot down upon Dark's raging 12 inch cock. He let up on his flotation spell just enough to put a small amount of weight down and bend Dark's cock out right like a flag poll, where he put his other foot then crouched down to look at Dark eye to eye.

“Hi there.” Rad said grinning.

Dark stared out at him madly. Then began flexing his cock as hard as he could to try and shove Rad up off it. He moaned. “RET ROFF RY RICK!!!!” And shook about in another one of his fits of anger.

Rad floated up and way and watched as Dark's coffin now swung from side to side. Rad smirked with that wonderful smile of his. “Oh I get it.” He said. “You're trying to hypnotize me.” And he floated over to sit himself on top of Dark's coffin as it swung from side to side like a pendulum. “Weeee” he played. Then he came around to peer in at Dark upside down. “Or maybe I should hypnotize you? Would you like that?”

Dark stared up at him evilly. Making no effort to move or wag his cock about.

Slowly the swinging came to a stop. Rad held onto the lowest link of the chain and hung himself over the front of the coffin, and pretended that Dark was holding him up in his hands. “Let's start again.” He said. “I'll make you a deal! You see, I'm Rad the Incubus. Do you know what an Incubus is?”

Dark was unresponsive other than to star hatred right into Rad's eyes.

“You see,” Rad said caressing the iron eye slot. “I feed off of the energy released by men at the moment of climax... The more pleasure they have, the more delectable it is for me.”

Rad let go of the chain but still remained attached to the coffin by his hands. Slowly he slid down the front of the coffin. “Now I see you got yourself a little problem here.....” Dark's eyes followed Rad down until he was completely out of sight. And then his gaze turned back toward the black abyss out in front of him. “Don't you?” Rad said, his breath blowing up against Dark's dick. “Hmmmm....” and he wrapped his smooth demon hand right under Dark's nuts and fondled them lightly. “Do you like that? Does that tickle a bit?”

Dark remained absolutely steady and firm and was focusing all his efforts into not giving in to this demon's wishes.

“Awww You're uncomfortable,” Rad said. “I understand.” And he came back up to be eye to eye with Dark's gaze. “You miss your sword. Don't you?”

Rad then looked around. “Tell you what. I'm gonna go and see if I can find it for you.” And he slid the eye slit shut again. “Be right back. Don't go anywhere. Okay.”

Dark felt the coffin shift as Rad kicked off from it, leaving him lightly swaying to and fro a good while. Thoughts of skull fucking both of Rad's eyes out danced through Dark's mind as the coffin moved lightly through the air. The slight rush of wind only served as a harsh reminder just how big and hard Dark was. Oh the pain, the fucking pain built up inside his cock right now. And the stubborn urge to not flex his cock at all. Somehow or other he got the feeling that Rad would like that and pleasuring one's enemy like that was something Dark refused to ever do.

The coffin was once again completely still. A long enough time had passed that Dark started to wonder if Rad would ever be back. He was once again alone with his thoughts staring into a black abyss. He wondered what he was even doing here, mummified in cloth and covered in sweat. Here he was hanging half way to hell. And once again he thought he saw the corpses of all those he'd ever killed piling on top of one another reaching out to get him. Reaching out to kill him. An overwhelming desire to stab him with their swords the way he'd stabbed them all with his own. He still had one sword left of course, one he'd never used for that purpose but given the amount of pain he was in and how much relief it would give him his eye twitched with the thought of using it that way.

His day dreaming was interrupted again by the sudden sensation of a leather strap coming up from under his nuts. Dark's eyes widened as he felt it. The bottom of the handle to his sword there was such a strap and now he felt as his nuts looped through it. Then the strap twisted around and his nuts were looped through it again. And then the strap twisted once more, his nuts went through, then twisted one final time, and this time he felt a hand force them up and through, which pinched a little. “EMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Dark moaned but fought the urge to make any sort of sound.

“Hay Dark.” Rad said, not bothering to open the eye slot. “Guess what I found. Go ahead take a guess... I'll give you a hint.” And slowly Rad let go of the handle to let the full weight of Dark's claymore weight down on his nuts.

Dark clenched his ass, the muscles in his face tightened and finally he submitted into flexing his big mighty 12 inch cock. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” and what he had managed to do with his arms for so many years he was now doing successful with his cock and balls. Holding his mighty sword.

Rad opened the eye slot and saw the murderous strain on Dark's face as he struggled to keep his cock firm and flexing to hold himself out right. “Are you happy? I knew you would be. It's your sword, I found it, see.”

“EMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Dark groaned.

Rad again reached up to hold onto the chain with one hand then reached down below to grip hold of Dark's cock. “Now I got a deal for you. But I won't do it if you say no. Just remember I was a nice guy and returned your sword to you.” Dark's murderous gaze was locked onto Rad's eyes as he spoke. “Good I have your attention. Now I'm happy to jerk you off, and when you do, I'll give you the relief you desire...” Rad came to put his lips into the eye slot and whispered. “I'll open the doors to this coffin and let you out.” Then Rad backed away and waited for a response. Rad twirled a finger around the tip of Dark's cock, catching a glob of precum as he did so. “So what's it gonna be Hero?”

Dark's gaze stared down as Rad went off to the side. He watched as Rad's hand strummed the tip of his cock over and over again. What he wouldn't have given for the strength in his cock to swing his mighty sword around and slice this fucker clean in half!

Dark closed his eyes then rested his head against the inside of the lid to the coffin. He pulled his head back and pounded his head again. And then again. Then opened his eye, crying, and nodded in agreement with the demon's wishes.

Rad smiled, then quickly got to work. His hand glowed with a brilliant white energy, and he wrapped it around Dark's 12 inch cock and began stroking it. Dark immediately began firing cum, it gushed out like silly string. Dark cross his eyes and was overwhelmed with delight. All thoughts of fury, rage, and murder left his mind. It was as though he were on the battlefield again, only now the armies and corpses replaced by fields of meadow and grasses that tumbled and swayed as the wind swept over them.

Rad kept at it until he'd had his fill. He was sufficiently satisfied that Dark was completely out of energy and sapped of strength. The last few rushes of cum spewed out the end of Dark's dick, down into the black abyss. Dark's nuts shank down back to their normal size causing the strap the come undone around them. His mighty claymore once again descended to the cave floor singing as it cut through the air, but the song was much shorter this time. Dark was too out of it to focus. For once in his life he felt relaxed and at piece with his choices.

The last little bits of cum squirted out and then Rad went down licked the end of Dark's cock nice and clean. “Yum.” Rad said. “Simply divine.” And slowly he climbed back up to be face to face with Dark again. His legs were parted and Dark's ass was arching up through the groove in his ass. “Feeling better?” he asked.

Dark was woozy, barely able to stay awake, more tired than he'd felt in a years.

“Care to take a piss before I let you out?” Rad asked.

Without thinking Dark let loose a golden arch down into the black abyss. Rad smiled, then turned his gaze back over to Dark. “You know, I've half a mind to keep you down here as my private play thing. Would you like that?”

Weakly, Dark shook his head from side to side.

Rad sighed. “Alright then. I'm gonna open the lid to your coffin and you can fall just as you always wanted. Down into that black abyss greeted by the mound of corpses those monsters up stairs had been throwing down here for years. You can be just one more maggot to slither through their last remains.”

Dark's heart raced. The mound of corpses. Just like in his hallucination. All those people and monsters he'd killed piled high to come and kill him. Dark shook his head up and down. He would embrace his fate head on, as he'd always done.

“And who knows.” Rad said. “Maybe if you survive, you can stick your sword inside of me someday.” He stared seductively into Dark's eyes. “Would you like that big guy?”

Dark stared into his gaze, a defeated man, and slowly raised his head up and down.

“Alright. Hold it steady now.” Rad said. And he opened up the bottom lid, freeing the lower half of Dark's cock and balls as well as his thighs, legs and feet. And then Rad opened the top half, freeing the top half of Dark's cock and balls, as well as his upper body and head. All of Dark's mummified body could be seen stuffed in the pads of the iron coffin. Dark took a deep breath, closed his eyes, then leaned forward where he fell out into the darkness waiting to be embraced by hell's open arms. And then.... Splash!!!!

Not ten feet down Dark landed, chest first, down into a trough Rad had carefully placed to collect and catch all of Dark's piss and cum. It had only filled the bottom inch but made enough of an impact to shoot the various fluids up and around the sides of Dark's bindings. Dark had slammed his nose right into the metal curve of the bottom of the pan and now raised his head up from the pain, which felt as though he'd gotten punched in the face. “Emmmmmm???” And then he cried out. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!”

Rad laughed hardily and decided to shed some light on the situation by literally shedding light on the situation.

Dark looked up as the cave floor illuminated as a wide, round, surface that had been only a few feet beneath where the coffin hung and was now swaying over head. He was absolutely a mile's worth of chain below where they'd dropped him but he'd been so safely padded inside of the coffin that the drop and sudden stop didn't kill him. Mind you he'd still felt as though he'd suffered a heart attack when it happened but he'd suffered through worse in battle.

Dark now spun rolled onto his back, then sat up right, getting himself completely soaked in the fluids Rad had drained out of him. He looked around and saw his hefty claymore stuck in the ground just beneath the coffin.

Rad was still laughing. “Hahahahahahahah!!!! You should have seen the look on your face!!!! Oh man you were all like!!!” And then Rad imitated his fall to the earth, only he actually phased through the earth when he did it. “SPLASH!!!” Rad yelled phasing back up beside the trough throwing his arms up.

Rad was now beside himself rolling around on the cave floor.

Dark slowly turned his head staring at him with that murderous look in his eye. And then his attention was once again turned toward his Claymore which was sticking out of the ground only a few feet in front of him. And he was reminded of what Rad had said about one day sticking his sword inside of him.

Despite Dark's overwhelming urge to kill Rad though, he slowly slumped back into the trough of liquid. There he laid staring up into the black abyss, and realized for once in his life he was at piece with the world. Slowly, Rad's light faded as the sex demon wondered off. Dark was left alone once more and then he closed his eyes.

V.

Grogor gripped hold of the Minotaur's horns and used them like handles to better thrust his cock into the Bull's mouth. The Minotaur was thrusting his head with the motions but Grogor liked a certain amount of control. Should the metal O ring in its mouth fail and let the beast bite down he wanted full control over ripping the beasts horns off and stabbing them through its eyes.

After their run in the maze, the Minotaurs emerged one by one and found Grogor had setup yet another of the conveyor traps. This one removed most of what had been put on before, all except the spike filled leather cock sheath which the Minotaur still wore now. They were then bound in a leather straight jacket, leather chaps tightly bound around their powerful thighs, and then they were folded up into a special iron box. Rectangular in shape, they stood up right with the Bull's cock and balls stuck out a hole in the front. The Bull's head stuck out a hole in the top. The leather mask with zippers and belts was now replaced with a rubber one that had a built in rubber O ring which housed a metal one for the front of the Bull's mouth. It's this that Grogor fucked.

Grogor started cumming, yet again, and took that as his cue to take yet another of the boner pills. He also took a swig of wine to keep himself hydrated.

The Minotaur kept his tongue moving around Grogor's cock as he finished cumming. Grogor cracked his neck then asked. “Oh you love sucking my dick don't you?”

The Minotaur's eyes widened and shook a quick Yes Sir!

“You want to suck more of my cum don't you?” Grogor said in a commanding tone.

The Minotaur shook his head Yes Sir!

Grogor smiled evilly. But then the conveyor belt started up again. Out of a hole in the wall beside them came the seventh and last Minotaur of the group, all bound up and ready to suck.

“Ohhh Fresh Meat.” Grogor said taking another swig of his wine. Then he pulled out and stepped off of the trapdoor both he and the current Minotaur were placed upon.

The Minotaur shook its head NO NO!!! NO NO!!!! “UNT UHH!!!! UNT UHHH!!!!”

Grogor eyed his new prize in the corner and pulled the release lever without a second thought.

The new arrival watched as the trapdoor opened. The other Minotaur's iron box slid forward then screeched as the metal ground against the iron box sending all manner of sparks into the air. The box reached the edge of the tarp door and flipped off, sending the Minotaur falling back down into the maze cock and balls side down. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ….......................” BANG!

The metal doors of the trapdoor closed back up. And Grogor came and heaved the new Minotaur into place right where the old one was. The hair on the back of his neck stood on end. Grogor drank the last of his wine, then popped yet another boner pill.

“So here's what gonna happen.” Grogor put his dick in the Minotaur's mouth and the Bull immediately got to sucking. “Good. You've done this before!”

The Minotaur sucked for dear life.

Down in the deepest part of the dungeon, roughly a floor or two below where Brian was branding Pig Men, and Etten was tickling the hell out of Rio's feet, there lay a chamber filled completely with hourglasses. Why so many hourglasses was never known. All that was known was that it was a big enormous room with more shelves than a library, only instead of books there were hourglasses, almost all of them identical copies from the last... that is except for the lids. Those had pictures and etchings of demons, what crimes they had committed, and what they were known for. Well all the way in the back there lay a table where it was clear someone had been tinkering with something. One of the hourglasses sat in a device.

The device was made of gold or perhaps brass parts. One of the more yellow metals for sure. It had an hourglass in the middle of a large gold ring. And all it did was flip the hourglass over each time the sand had all fallen to one side. A red gemstone would flash each time the hourglass flipped around. No one really knew it's purpose, but the table was littered with old parts, gears, springs, cogs and such as well as the little tinkering tools one would need to build such a contraption.

Well it was on this day that the machine did something different. The sand all fell to one side, the gem flashed, and suddenly the sand smoothed out from a typical mound into a disk. The grains came together as if the stars had all aligned. The sand fused to form a perfectly round rune stone. An Alarm sounded. The gem stone shined as bright as the sun and began emitting a loud piercing tone that could be heard for miles.

Brian the Giant heard it as he sat on a bin of healing ice and wondered what the fuck that was. Etten heard it and finally let up on Rio's feet to poke his heads up. Rio heard it too but now that Etten had let up finally he was able to throw his head back and relax. Rad heard it too though he was busy pulling the rope to that Centaur's cock. Even Dark heard it down in the pit and wondered what the hell that could be.

Closest on the scene was a two headed Orc named Thud and Thug, as well as a Giant named Alex. Alex had a big blond mowhawk, and was among the more powerfully muscular of the dungeon inhabitants. Thud and Thug was also strong but was much shorter than Alex, and had a heft gut. Alex's cock was as comically long as Brian's was, coming way up to his lips almost, where as Thud and Thug merely had two penises which were much shorter than Etten's two dicks.

Alex, Thud and Thug, both followed the noise into the room of hourglasses. There they looked around in the library a while until they found the table in the back. Having found the source of the annoying sound. Alex raised up his mighty club and smashed the device into thousands of pieces destroying the table along with it.

“Good.” Alex said grunting. “Stupid Noise Go Bye Bye.”

Thud and Thug nodded with approval.

By some chance miracle though. The newly formed rune stone survived Alex's thrashing of the table. Thud and Thug picked it up. It was like a small stone plate, like something you'd put a flower pot, or soup bowl on, because there was a slightly sunken face in the middle. The sunken part activated, melting away from stone into a sort of viewing portal. “Huh?” Both heads ejaculated.

There in the portal they saw a small pocket universe barely the size of a prison cell. There was a Demon trapped inside it and in quite the predicament too! He was hogtied with his head and hooves sticking out the lid of an iron …. half circle? The bottom part was curved in shape and rocked back and forth like a seesaw. The lid up top was completely flat. The Demon's mouth was gagged with a big red ball which had a chain coming out both sides which pulled his head back tightly. The chains then hooked onto a single rod that was drilled through both of the Demon's hooves.

Thud and Thug looked on at it wondering what the hell was going on exactly, then he sort of started to realize. “This room is just one big Demon Prison. And that device you destroyed might have been the only means of getting them out.”

Alex looked ashamed. “Ohh. Sorry.” Then he stared down at the rune stone. “What we do with him?”

Thud and Thug smirked. “Why, let him out of course.” And then they held out the rune stone to an area free of debris in the room. They added a little bit of magic to it and suddenly the rune stone shot out a flash of light.

Everyone was blinded momentarily but as they regained their sight Thud and Thug saw the rune the held up was now empty. And as they lowered it down from their gaze they saw the Demon now in the room still rocking from side to side.

Alex laughed. “Hahahaa! Alex love Seesaw!” And the big guy went over to sit on top of one end.

“GERRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!” The demon shot a menacing growl. His teeth visibly extended out of his mouth and his golden eyes shot out beams of light as he jerked his head to give Alex a murderous gaze.

Alex backed the fuck away. “Okay, Me Wait Until You Done.”

Thud and Thug put the empty rune down on a shelf. Then kicked a brick over beneath the iron seesaw. This stopped it from rocking in that direction but it kept on trying to rock in the other. They put another brick over there and then it was clear from the vibrations that some sort of inner mechanism was forcing it to make these actions.

They unhooked the chains from the demon's hooves and carefully removed the rod. Then they removed the big rubber ball gag. Thud and Thug noted how the Demon did not say thank you.

They managed to find a large wrench for the bolts and Alex was needed to undo them as they were too tight for Thud and Thug to manage. As Alex worked toward freeing him Thud and Thug offered the demon a pitcher of water. The Demon drank it down, then his long slithery tongue shot out of his mouth and pulled the pitcher in and he ate it.

“Hungry I see.” Thud and Thug said. “We'll have to get you some food when you get out of there.” The Demon did not respond. “Do you have a name?” The Demon did not respond. “How long were you in there for?” Again the Demon said nothing. “Do you recall why you were put in there?” Again there was silence.

Thud and Thug looked at each other and shrugged. “Do you think he understands us?” “Hard to say. Whatever crime he's committed, clearly he's served his time.” “I agree.” Both mused looking around at all the hourglasses. All of them were so covered in dust and some even broken on the floor. “Looks like some of them are doing a bit more than a life sentence.”

Thud and Thug both recalled that they were in part of the ancient Dungeon. Thousands of years ago this was an unholy temple run by cultists who were hell bent on destroying existence itself. They believed that by freeing demons into the world they would achieve this goal... why then were so many of the Demons imprisoned? It was puzzling.

Alex finally got the last bolt off and the lid split in three. One to free the front of the Demon's neck, a middle piece and then a back piece for both his hooves.

The Demon's arms were bound behind his back with a thick iron chain. Thud and Thug recognized the chain as the old style. It wasn't smooth round links of metal but rather spiked and jagged like razor wire. “Classic!” Thud said. “It would be a shame to have to cut through those.” Thug agreed.

Alex lifted the Demon out of the iron seesaw and placed him down on floor beside it. Thud and Thug mused. “Now what do we call you?” “He does need a name.” “His original name was probably something demonic like Aleth-huel, or Xyrganuss.” “I know.” Thud said. “How about Chad?” Thug finished. “Yes. Chad the Demon!”

They unchained Chad the Demon, and for the first time in several thousand years, Chad out stretched his arms and legs and cracked every bone in his neck as he turned his head clean around. Thud and Thug cringed as Chad made the grotesque gesture. Then Chad returned his neck to its proper place.

“What if I step on his back?” Alex asked. And without waiting for an answer the Giant pressed his great big foot down on Chad's back and pushed.

Chad grinned and groaned out a pleasuring moan.

Chad's body was almost red hot to the touch. He got up and now seemed just as tall as Alex was, counting his two mighty horns. He had blood red skin, eyes made of solid gold, and was surprisingly still muscular and brawny with thick bulging muscles even after all these years.

“Boy you stayed in shape in there, didn't you?” Thud said.

And to everyone's surprise Chad spoke. His voice was deep and foreboding. “It's part of the magic within the rune stone. You shell never die, and never break while trapped inside of one.”

“So you can speak.” Thug said and he looked down at the iron seesaw. “Heh. I was beginning to think this was actually some kind of Demon nursery what with you in a cradle and all.”

Chad's eyes sharped on Thug as he spoke then went over to Thud as he finished.

“Hehe, yeah. I got to admit. As far as tortures go this one isn't quite up to snuff. Just rocking back and forth for who knows how long. Where's the pain, where the thrill, where the....”

Chad opened his mouth as wide as it could go then locked his jaw over Thug's head. His teeth extended out of their sockets several inches to dig into Thug's neck and then he bit Thug's head clean off.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Thud yelled as the other half of his body fell limp. He reached with his own hand to grab at the stump where Thug's head had been. Then Chad came back on him and chomped his head clean off as well.

Alex cowered in the corner a minute as he watched Chad holding Thud and Thug's corps up over his head. Chad was switching between stumps to suck out the blood which also dripped down his naked body. Then Alex found the courage to pick up his club again. “Hay! Those were my friends! RAHHH!!” And he went to swing his might club, only to catch part of the ceiling. The club slipped out of his hands. Alex looked at it unsure what had happened at first then went to lift up his club again. When he turned back around Chad was gone. Thud and Thug's corps laid there bleeding out. “Where he go?”

Chad was leaned against the wall staring out at Alex looking like a lion with his long jet black mane of hair. His arms were crossed and he had one hoof up to the wall. He had blood all over his mouth and face but as Chad opened it a moment to suck inward, all the stain and droplets were sucked inside of him. He cracked his neck again, this time doing it side to side. “You want to play in the seesaw?”

Alex looked at him funny. He did want to play in the seesaw, but he didn't like how he'd bitten the heads off his friends.

Chad grinned evilly, “You can bash my head in when you're done.”

Alex looked at him suspiciously. Then nodded.

Chad got down and turned the iron seesaw on its side. His hand glowed and steamed a red hot burning color. It glowed like a branding iron. He used it to cut a hole in the bottom of the iron seesaw, big enough to get his red hot fist through. Then he got up and took the chain and wrapped it around Alex's big muscular arms behind his back. “Nice and tight?” Chad asked.

“Yes.” Alex said testing to see if he could get his arms free.

Chad then grabbed hold of Alex's dick. Alex was nervous about him touching it at first but Chad's hands were no longer glowing hot enough to burn through iron. He directed Alex down onto his knees and shoved his big Giant cock and balls through the hole in the bottom he'd made. “This might hurt a bit.”

Next he flipped the iron seesaw back up right so it was sitting on its domed side again. It came down right on the hole he'd made. Alex cringed as his nuts were pushed out of the way, and it pinched where his cock met the front brick that prevented the seesaw from turning.

Chad put the lid back on making sure Alex's head was up through the first hole, and his two big feet came up where Chad's hooves had been. Then he stuffed the big red ball in Alex's mouth, and tied the two chains onto Alex's two big toes. “Ready?”

Alex nodded.

Chad smiled evilly. Then removed the wooden stoppers from the front and back, allowing the seesaw to rock forward flattening his cock, and then backward crushing his nuts. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Alex moaned.

Chad smiled evilly as he watched the Giant's cock get even flatter and flatter with every pass. His nuts were still firm though and were like hitting a speed bump but Chad was sure they'd give out in time. And speaking of time, Chad thought. He grabbed hold of the rune stone and aimed it right at Alex. “You have fun now!”

Alex's eyes widened as he finally realized what Chad had planned all along. He shook his head NO NO!!! NO NO!!! and moaned out “EMMM EMMMM!!! EMMM EMMMMM!!!”

Chad sealed Alex inside the rune stone. He no longer appeared in the room but now appeared in the viewing window of the rune stone, now trapped in the small prison cell-sized pocket universe. Chad gave the rune stone a shake and Alex began rocking at lightning fast speed. “EMMMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMM!!! EMMMMMMMMM!!!! EMMMMMMMMM!!!!”

Then Chad went over to a machine he recognized as the rune grinder. He took an hourglass off the shelf and dumped out its contents on the floor. Then he spat in it and held it down to piss. After centuries of holding it in, he really had to go. He put it down in the bottom slot, then dropped Alex's rune into the grinding teeth above. The rune stone cracked in half, all manner of magical sparks shot out as it was chewed up by the spikes and refined into ever thinner grains of sand. A steady stream rained down into the hourglass mixing with Chad's puddle of spit and piss in the bottom.

The last of it rained down and Chad snapped a lid on it. Then he held the hourglass up to his face and four head. The Demon closed his eyes and he could see Alex still rocking from side to side in there. Alex could see Chad's glowing gold eyes off in the distance staring back at him. Chad smiled evilly. “You're going to be in there for a long long time.”

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Alex moaned pleadingly.

Chad pulled the hourglass away from his head and shook the sand around. The tremors echoed through into the pocket universe and Alex was once again sent rocking over his cock and balls at lightning fast speed. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!”

Chad walked down an isle at random and stuffed Alex's hourglass among other on the shelf. “See you around.”

And with that Chad made his leave, leaving Alex forever rocking over his cock and balls, crushing them as flat as the healing energy of the rune would allow, and then he got to pulverize them flat all over again.

VI.

Dark's eyes shot open. Something was wrong. He was still laying in a trough, mummified and soaked in his own fluids but something he knew was somehow wrong. The thing he'd came her for was awake. It was alive and moving. He could feel it pulse. Worst of all he could tell even though he was in the black abyss at the bottom of the deepest pit, he could tell he was not alone.

Dark homed his senses and tried to remain as still as possible as he tried to figure out what animal or beats was down here with him. It wasn't Rad, that was for sure. This was more beastly, more savage. It was breathing through it's open mouth, drooling. It gave off heat, Dark could feel it's breath against his cock as it passed.

It moved around on all fours and reminded him of a great Dire Boar he'd hunted once. Then the though occurred to him... where had Rad gotten the trough … This creature they kept down here, they fed it... they lowered cages down to it. He had been lowered down to it. That fucking sex demon just wanted to get him off one last time before he was fed to it. That bastard!

The creature smelled fowl. It seemed to be meandering around the room, sniffing, not sure what it was looking for or sniffing.

Slowly Dark got up. He did so without making a sound. He knew if he could get to his claymore without alerting the beast, he could get his arms free and defend himself.

The creature wondered the lowest depths of the dungeon. It's tentacles bumped into the trough and grabbed hold of it, wrapped its tendrils around it and consumed it whole. Teeth extended out all along its body like an octopus's suckers and dug into the metal, crushing it into a mangled ball of metal. It sucked out all the nutrients that had remained in it then discarded the ball, spitting it out like a cannon at the cave walls.

Momentary sparks illuminated the scene and Dark saw the Horror for what it was. It was a shapeless blob of black inky sludge covered in the teeth of the animals and monsters it had consumed.

Dark had cut his one arm free on his claymore but still had work to do on parting his legs and other arm free. Given the gelatinous state of the Horror that he'd glimpsed upon, he doubted that cutting the thing in half would have any effect. He could hear it slithering towards him. It had locked onto the sound of him cutting.

Reaching, Dark grabbed hold of a rock and threw it across the cave. Lightning quick, he heard the Horror whip at the source of the sound and was now taring at the stone wall seeking whatever animal it thought had scurried that way.

Dark got his other arm free. He leaped up to his feet and went to quickly cutting his legs free. Then his eyes widened. A breeze of air passed him by from behind. An exit.... also the wind, it would carry his scent and.... Dark gripped hold of his claymore and leaped back with all his might.

An instant later the horror pounced up the spot he had just stood. “GRAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” It shrieked, spreading its body flat out and whipping in all directions to find what it had smelled.

Dark leaped back again and again, each time cutting more and more of his legs free. Finally they were parted. The Horror pulled itself back together and Dark sensed it about to pounce. Dark swung his claymore as hard as he could. “GRRUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” It shrieked as he split the Horror clean in half.

Dark heard as both halves splattered against the cave wall. It's teeth had scratched up the bandages as it passed over him. The breeze again. It came from between the two halves. Dark ran for it, between them and the two halves of the horror snapped together, teeth extended, trying to chomp him in half.

Dark was running down a hallway. Then he stumbled. Steps. He'd banged the bottom of his jaw against them and was raddled. He was reminded that his nose was likely broken from earlier as well.

He climbed sensing the Horror was still after him. Then his eyes lit up. Torch light up ahead!

Dark rushed into an opening and found he was in some sort of drainage ditch with bones all over the place. They had been picked clean of any flesh and Dark noticed that all of their teeth were missing. Clearly that creature had been here. He rushed along the path, finding stone bridges arching overhead every once and a while. There was a railing on both sides so there must be some sort of road here. Dark ran along and found a ladder to climb up.

The Horror had followed him the whole way but didn't appear able to climb the ladder. It remained stuck down there and Dark watched as it finally gave up its pursuit. He stopped to catch his breath a little. Though rested he still felt drained from Rad's enchanting. And speaking off, he still had a raging hard on. He could feel his nuts had swollen up again. It didn't quite hurt as much as before but seemed to be getting worse. He'd deal with that situation when the time came up though. Right now he wanted to get his bearings.

He found an off street and discovered the whole place was laid out in a sort of grid. There were large arching hallways made of brick and stone, and doorways leading into other rooms. Dark wondered around a good long while finding no one was down here and yet all the torches were lit. He didn't get it. They must have been magical or everyone was asleep or something. Finally getting curious, Dark opened one of the door to see what was going on.

The first door he found himself the living quarters of a kind of odd house. There were tables set about, portraits on the walls depicting various one eyed monsters, but no chair to sit in. All the books were enormous as well. Clearly some sort of giant lived here. And then he heard moaning from a back room. Dark opened the door a little to peek in and see what the noise was.

Rex the purple-skinned Incubus was busy dripping candle wax down on his slave. “You've been a naughty Beholder haven't you?”

“REAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!” The Beholder muffled and moaned through his enormous ball gag that was strapped around his great big fleshy head.

Beholders were just that. Great big floating, monster heads with a single great eye in the middle and several tentacles up top with an eye at the tip of each one. He had a great big enormous mouth as well, filled with sharp teeth.

Rex had locked this one up in a large iron ball. There was a big port hold for his eyes Rex had in the closed position. There was an opening for his mouth as well, revealing the ball gag inside. Rex had the Beholder's great big purple cock and balls forced out a hole in the bottom and chained it to the ceiling. The Beholder could naturally levitate but this one was feeling the strain of the weight of the iron ball weighing down on it. As it was, he was floating upside down with globs of candle wax all over his dick and dripping down the front of his ball.

Rex laughed as he dripped more and candle wax down upon him. “Come on, we'll never stretch those balls out if you keep on floating like that.”

The Beholder growled playfully.

“Maybe I should add more weight.” he thought. Then his head perked up. He sensed he was being watched. “You there!”

Dark shut the door and stepped back. Then Rex called to him. “Don't be shy, come on in.”

Dark did as they requested but left the door opened behind them. This could have been any bedroom in the world were it not for the open chest of sex toys beside the Beholder... which Dark noticed was hanging directly above a metal sewer drain.

Rex eyed Dark deliciously. “Oh you're a fighter aren't you...” then frowned. “Oh, someone's already gotten to you I see.”

Dark felt insulted though wasn't sure why exactly. His dick was still a raging 12 inches. He held out his claymore and finally cut himself a mouth hole. “How do I get out of here?”

Rex grinned. “What's the rush?”

“Roo Ris Rit?” The Beholder moaned.

Rex jammed the candle into the base of the Beholder's penis. “You Hush! Daddy's talking.”

Dark eyed the red pentagram in the corner of the room. “Devil worshipers?”

Rex chuckled. “Fuck No! That's how he summoned me. Hehe. Yeah this big horny Beholder wanted to treat himself to a nice long night with me. And now you came in and made things get interesting.”

Dark raised an eyebrow. “Interesting how?”

Rex smirked. “Well now that you're here. Maybe we can play a little slap the Beholder around a bit.” Res spun the ball around, twisting the chain around the Beholder's cock and balls.

“EMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Beholder moaned.

“See this Iron ball of his does have an ass port.” Rex said. “I figure if we can get him to hang a little lower, you and I could find a good use for that.”

“EMMM EMMMMM!!!!” The Beholder moaned shaking about, and sending yet more candle wax streaming down his big hard cock.

Rex looked down at his captive laughing, then he shot up right and looked as though something was wrong. “Ut OHH!”

Dark looked at him. “What is it?”

Rex became out of phase, he was transparent. “Someone else is summoning me!”

“What!?” Dark yelled. “No Wait! You didn't answer my question!” Rex vanished completely and it was just Dark and the Beholder in the room now. “Dammit!” Dark Yelled... then slowly his gaze turned toward the Beholder. He turned his nose up to him. “Were this any other kind of meeting, I'd have cut you down where you stood monster.”

“EMMMM EMMMM EMMMMM!!!!” The Beholder moaned as though he were trying to say something.

Dark bent down. “What's that? You know the way out of here?”

“EMMM EMMMM!!!!” The Beholder shook what Dark assumed to be a yes.

“Well alright.” Dark said cautiously. “Just remember the predicament you're in. No tricks!”

Dark opened the Beholder's eye slot. His intention was to show him his claymore as a threat but the Beholder was already charging a powerful eye beam attack. Dark leaped back and held his claymore out like a shield. The Beholder blasted his powerful beam attack and scorched everything that wasn't shielded behind Dark's claymore. The bandages protected dark long enough to react. He quickly turned to the side as the spit beam burned the walls behind him. The energy from his eyes died down and Dark came out from behind his claymore saying. “You are easily the dumbest Beholder I've ever met!”

The Beholder's eye widened with surprise. “EMMM!?!?!” Quickly he charged up another beam attack but didn't have time to make this one anywhere near as powerful. Dark was charging for him. He fired a small narrow beam. This one reflected off of Dark's claymore and shot like a laser cutting through a poster on the wall. Dark aimed it down at the sewer grate beneath the Beholder and cut a perfect hold around it.

The metal grate slammed down and the Horror from before came rushing for that location.

The Beholder cried as his eye beam died down and faded into nothing. Dark simply closed the eye slot and said. “Remember you brought this on yourself.”

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” the Beholder moaned.

Dark held the blade of his claymore up to the base of the Beholder's cock and balls. Then out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of an enormous Giant-sized rubber dildo sticking out of the sex chest. Dark shrugged. “Why not.” He opened the Beholder's ass slot and shoved the enormous dildo down in there until only a foot or so of it remained out. He pushed it in using his claymore like a wide paddle and managed to shut the ass slot. Normally that would have taken a lot of lube but it seemed the inside of a Beholder was already extremely well lubed. Given the shape of the creature Dark wondered if he hadn't shoved the thing into the Beholder's brains. No time to think of that now though.

Dark then put his blade back up to the Beholder's cock and balls, right at the base of the iron ball and quickly sliced. The Beholder's ball plummeted down into the sewers, right into the awaiting jaws of the Horror below. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!” BANG!!!!

Dark watched then cringed as the Horror wrapped around the Beholder's ball. The Horror reached it's teeth in the severed cock hole and scooped out the insides as if the Beholder were made of ice cream. “Guahhhhhhh!!!!” Dark said leaving the room. And as he left, the Beholder's tangled cock and balls slowly spun round and round until it too finally came free of the chain and fell into the Horror's clutches. Plop!

VII.

Chad had his red hot cock way up into Rex's ass. The overbearing Demon was really letting Rex have it, burning his insides. Rex's eyes were as wide as they could go from the pain. He was fighting to get away and scream but Chad had coated him in a liquid rubber that he then melted to his skin. Rex's arms were fused to his chest, his legs were tightly fused together, even his cock and balls were coated. Chad had injected it down into Rex's cock before pinching it shut and forcing it to melt to his skin. The one thing Incubi hated most was wearing a condom and now Rex had one fused to his skin.

“EMMMM EMMMMM EMMMMM EMMMMMMM!!!!!” Rex cried out.

Finally Chad started cumming and fired Rex up and down his cock as each gush shot out. Great explosions of cum blasted down between Chad's nuts and thighs beneath him.

Chad finished with him and then he threw Rex to the corner. Chad cracked his back and out stretched. “Yeah they just don't make Incubi like they used to.” And then he reached over to a shelf where a small pile of empty rune stones were. He picked one up and examined it. “Yeah it used to be back in the day, when you were done with an Incubus you'd seal him up in one of these, grind him up, and throw him out with the trash.”

Rad cowered in the fetal position against the wall.

Chad grinned though. “Using one of these on you though... that would be a waste of a perfectly good storage ring.” And then he grew angry. “No go on GET OUT OF HERE!!!”

Rex leaped up to his feet, and then stumbled for the door, hopping out into the hall.

Chad mused as he saw the trail of cum still oozing out of Rex's rear. And then out of the corner of his eye, Chad noticed a few storage rings on the shelf weren't empty at all.

He picked the first one up and read the demonic writing. “Killegoth, the Mighty.” And then the viewing portal activated revealing a head on shot of a massive Giant. He was completely wrapped in chains from his ankles all the way up to his neck and more so around his head. His great big feet stuck out down below and road the conveyor belt away from the viewing portal a while then he'd leap forward and stand there a moment more as the conveyor belt took him back and he'd leap up again. His giant cock and balls were the only thing free from the chains. They were just as big as Alex's cock had been and though he hadn't been stimulated in thousands of years, he still sported an enormous erection. The rune stone's magic at work, Chad thought.

Killegoth had a desperate look in his eye. Seeing the viewing portal once again activated gave him hope that he might be freed. What's more seeing a fellow demon through it made the possibility more likely.

It's now that the chomping jaws of the Castration Coffin snapped it's iron jaws behind him, ever waiting for the day when he'd slip up. Killegoth had been hopping away from it this whole time. Chad laughed.

“EMMMMMMMMMMM!!!” Killegoth moaned.

“What's that? I can't hear you.” Chad said. “Speak up.”

And as Chad held the rune stone up to his ear, tremors were sent rippling through the storage ring. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Killegoth moaned much louder fighting to keep his balance.

Chad grinned evilly, then pointed a finger in at Killegoth's metal mouth gag which unhinged, falling off to the side, allowing him to speak. “GUAHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Killegoth breathed out. “Thank you. Now Let me out and we can start the invasion. I'm ready!”

Chad stared at him raising one eye brow. “Invasion?”

“Yes Brother. The plan is nearing completion. We were to remain trapped in these rune stones until the day came when the world was weak, then our armies would crush the infidels.”

Chad had no memory of this. “Emm Hmmm, You don't say.”

“Yes!” Killegoth shouted proudly. “And each of us was given a task to focus on our greatest weakness!”

Chad stared at him. “Your greatest weakness was hopping?”

“No!” Killegoth yelled. “Endurance!”

“Right.” Chad said sternly. “And why is your cock out?”

Killegoth turned a head to the Castration Coffin still chomping away at the air behind him. BANG BANG!!!! BANG BANG!!!! BANG BANG!!!! Then it whipped it's leather belt leashes out like a tongue as it waited for a meal.

Killegoth returned his gaze to Chad. “Only the strong are worthy to reproduce. Failing to train and learn the lessons by the cultists who summoned us forth would deem us unworthy to battle! And unworthy to breed! Weakness is for the enemy!”

Chad mused a moment, nodding. “I've a better idea.” And he waved his finger.

“An Idea better than the great design MURMPHHHHH!???!?” Killegoth's iron gag returned locked around his mouth.

Chad held the rune up over the spinning jaws of the rune grinder. Then he hung a chain from the rafters above to loosely hold onto Killegoth's rune disk as it hung above the spinning jaws. Chad then held an empty hourglass up to his dick. And then with another wave of his hand the conveyor belt beneath Killegoth's feet sped up gradually. Killegoth's eyes widened and he motioned to leap faster. “EMMMMMMMM!!!!!”

“Now I'm gonna cum into this hourglass, and contaminate the fucking mix that's gonna be the dust of your fucking rune stone. Cause the way I see, your challenge has yet to begin seeing as your rune was never ground in to dust and entombed in these here fucking hourglasses or stored on THESE GOD DAM SHELVES!!!” Chad said breathing fire.

And then Killegoth watched with a panicked look on his face as Chad furiously masturbated. Moments later he was gushing cum out into the hourglass, spraying it all over the inner side of the top half.

“EMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Killegoth moaned shaking his head NO NO!!!

And then Chad slammed the hourglass in it's slot. The chains rattled around Killegoth's rune stone jostled a bit.

“EMMMMMM!!!” Killegoth moaned as he felt the tremors.

Chad sped the treadmill up to a monstrous speed, far faster than Killegoth could keep up with. Rather than watching him inevitably fall into the clamping jaws of the Castration Coffin, Chad jostled the chains and allowed Killegoth's rune stone to drop down into the rune grinder. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!” Killegoth moaned, wide eyed.

Chad slapped the lid on Killegoth's hourglass when it was done grinding, then he went to the shelf and put it where he recalled Alex's to be. It somehow seemed appropriate that they should be together.

“See you around.” Chad said. And finally he left the room of hourglasses.

Back up at the orgy, Zero sat on a stained couch trying to relax. Somehow though after witnessing what he'd seen Dark do to those guards he was having trouble doing so. He needed something to help take the edge off.

Reaching beside him, he found Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger's coffin was now being used as a table. His big white tiger cock was looking much better, now that a bag of healing ice had been put upon it. What's more a rather frisky Pig Man was riding him... though Zero knew Lee would be fucking disgusted seeing such a fat hog on the end of his cock. He doubted Lee would care though provided no one opened the eye slot.

Zero himself had a rather frisky Orc sucking him off. One hand was grabbing hold of his balls while the other reached around the corner and made sitting a little bit more awkward.

The Blue Wolf was still strapped to the big wheel on the wall and was still getting spun around. Center stage, three Centaurs were going at it and kind of stealing the show from what everyone else was doing. Orcs, Hogs, Boars, and Lizards were all either down on their hands and knees taking it, or up on their feet giving it.

Zero took a swig of his wine and commented. “Man where are the Minotaurs. Usually they're up here with dildos strapped onto their horns fucking the crowd.”

And then Grogor the Ogre entered. He took hold of the third Centaur's ass and gave him a quick fuck.

A side effect of taking too many pills was not lasting long in the cum department. It didn't matter though as it didn't get rid of your hard on. Still, after Grogor came he pulled out and went to the front Centaur. There he shoved his cock right in the beasts mouth and it sucked him off.

Down in the main dungeon, Brian, Rio, Etten, Ed the Centaur and Cerberus the three headed dog all gathered. They were having their little card game which they played on occasion for fun.

“Get all those Pigs delivered?” Ed asked.

Brian grimmest. “Yeah yeah. Ran into a slight complication though.”

“Oh?” Ed asked shuffling the cards.

“Yeah,” Brian said. And he showed them his ass with the word BITCH branded across it.

“HAHAHAHAHHAA!!!!” Ed, Rio, Etten, and Cerberus all laughed.

“It's not funny.” Brian muttered.

“What are you talking about, Of course it is!” Ed said shaking his own huge ass.

Brian huffed.

The first hand was dealt and Brian won with three kings. He decided to act his vengeance out by putting Ed into an Iron Rocking Horse.

“Aww Come on!” Ed begged. “I spent the last two days in that room with that rope tied around my did and the fucking machine working me up the back!” His pleading was aimed more towards Rio and Etten. Cerberus, despite his three heads (and three cocks!) didn't speak.

“Sorry.” Rio said.

Etten shrugged. “Rules” “are Rules.”

Ed was man handled into an Iron Rocking Horse which was exactly what it sounded like. Only it was in the shape of a Centaur. Ed's muscular arms had to be crossed over his chest. He still had on the leather gear from his last scene so they were sure to stuff his bright orange dildo carrot gag in his mouth before closing him in. “EMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Ed moaned.

Ed's legs were forced apart inside of the metal housing. His hooves were down on two bowed pieces of metal so he could be rocked forward and back. There was a hold for his cock and balls to stick out of down below.

Brian slapped Ed's cock with his great big hand. “Looks like another night of tugging with a rope for you, Hehehe!!!”

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Ed groaned.

Before shoving him back in that room with the rope around his dick and the fucking machine at his ass, Brian lubed up his gigantic dick and shoved it right up into Ed's ass. Centaurs were one of the few races that a Giant's cock up their ass without doing too much permanent damage, so Brian wanted to take advantage.

Brian blasted his load up in there and Cerberus took him next first fucking him with all three of his dicks but when two fell out he resorted to jerking those off while the middle fucked him good. Cerberus never missed an opportunity to show his dominance.

Rio and Etten both passed on fucking Ed. After a giant and a three dicked dock, it was a little beyond sloppy seconds. They wheeled Ed back into his cell. Tied his nuts to the floor, got the fucking machine in gear, then tied the rope around the front of his cock. They slammed the door shut and locked it. Then each of them gave Ed a hardy pull.

“See you next week Ed.” Brian said tugging the rope.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!”

“Maybe we'll host next time.” Etten said. He then pulled with his left hand and then again with his right.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!! EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!”

Rio gave him a hardy tug without saying anything.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!”

Then there was Cerberus who bit onto the rope with all three of his heads and kicked his feet off the ground to fall on his feet.

Ed's eyes whipped wide open. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!”

Returning to their game of bondage poker, Rio took over the roll as dealer. As luck would have it, Brian won again. And it's worth noting that Etten and Cerberus both had the same exact hand; it didn't change the fact they lost, it was just odd the two creatures with multiple heads would share the same cards.

Brian strummed his finger on his chin and decided to take Cerberus out of the game.

All three of Cerberus's heads were ball gagged. He was then forced into a leather straight jacket, and then forced down on his knees so they could get a fucking machine lined up properly with his ass. Cerberus growled as they stuck the horse-sized rubber dildo up there but there was little he could do about it. This particular fucking machine had two padded planks that extended down in front of it. Cerberus's knees were belted to them and the sheer size of the dildo kept his ass up at the right angle.

“And now let me try one of these out.” Brian said. And everyone was puzzled as he produced a demon catching rune stone.

“What is it?” Rio asked.

Brian shrugged. “I don't really know. Some demon out in the hall gave it to me. Said they were for catching demons.... So I figure Cerberus is a demon dog. That's close enough.”

Cerberus's eyes widened on all three of his heads. All of them shook from left to right in unison. “EMMM EMMM EMMMMMMMM!!!!”

Brian held out the rune stone and added a little magic touch to the thing and ZAP!!!! Cerberus and the fucking machine were both sucked into a small prison cell-sized universe.

Brian gazed down at Cerberus's three pleading heads staring back up at him. “EMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!” Cerberus was struggling to get out.

Brian made a big toothy grin and laughed.

Rio and Etten both looked surprised at first but even they had to chuckle. “Hahaha!” Etten bellowed.

“Hay Cerberus man.” Rio said. “Brian just turned you into a Frisbee!”

Brian took a few steps back still laughing. “Hahahha.” Then he turned to Rio. “Catch!”

Cerberus's eyes lit up. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!”

They tossed Cerberus's rune around a little more then Brian settled on keeping him on the table. He lit up a Giant-sized cigar and used Cerberus's rune as an ash tray. “Don't worry.” Brian said exhaling smoke down into Cerberus's rune. “I'll let you out... Eventually. Heheheh.”

Rio dealt the next hand and luck would have it, he won. As much as he wanted to end Brian's winning streak by taking him out of the game, he opted to remove Etten instead.

Etten was already in his gimp suit from earlier complete with his both tiny spiked heads. Rio strapped his arms across his chest and forced Etten to lay down on their knees.

“Got another one of those thing?” Rio asked Brian.

Brian pulled out another one, then revealed it was a set. “Sure do.”

These looked different than the one they used on Cerberus. Instead of a solid disk of stone, these were stone rings with wide holes in the middle. He gave a toothy grin then looped one over both of Etten's dicks. Then he took the second one and put it between Etten's two heads. Brian then activated it saying, “Hope this works.” ZAP!!!

It did, much to Etten's relief. Both of Ettens thick chubby penises stuck out the one side of the rune stone. It's counterpart had flew up to it and fused together so the two were now one piece. Etten's two heads fought to look out the portal on the other side as his dicks flopped about, flexing on the reverse.

Brian grinned and stuck his dick inside. “Better test it out.”

Brian's enormously long dick push in through the viewing portal right between Etten's two heads. Etten got the idea and both heads went to work making out to form a hole for Brian to fuck. Both heads lashed out their tongues as Brian fucked their rune hole. The action was kind of like masturbating or using a flesh light, Brian thought. Only it had the odd effect of making his gigantic dick vanish as he shoved the rune up and down.

Brian did this until he was cumming, but instead of pulling out, he shoved the rune down on him all the way. He looked to be wearing Etten's two dicks like a strap on.

Rio laughed at the sight of Brian with two dicks. Even he couldn't stay mad at Etten anymore. He got down on his knees and jerked both of Etten's dicks off until he had both Giants cumming down his throat.

Having had their fun they finished by stuffing a large rubber dildo in the front of Etten's rune stone to act as a sort of plug. There was a rubber ring on the end of it which Rio put a little chain through. Then he inserted a sound rod into each of Etten's dicks and hooked the chain on the ends of the rods to hold them in place. He found a suitable hook on the wall to hang them from and left them there.

For their last bout, the two didn't bother playing cards. Instead they put the table off to the side and wrestled it out. Brian extinguished his cigar down on Cerberus's rune, and the Demon Dog's eyes all widened as they saw him burn out a dull spot in the viewing portal. “EMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!”

Brian being the bigger man was able to pin Rio down after several minutes. He had Rio wrap his big strong arms around his big Giant dick and jerk him off. In any ordinary relationship this would have been the end of their night. Brian being the cruel Giant he was though, he forced Rio to stand inside a wooden box and shackled his wrists up at his sides, but they hung loose as though he were flexing his muscles. Brian then powered up the cement mixer and hosed Rio down with wet cement until he was completely oozing and caked up with the stuff. Brian smoothed out all the lumps, made sure Rio had air holes to breath through, then went to bed and said, “See you tomorrow.”

VIII.

Dark wondered the halls of the lowest levels of the dungeon perplexed by the oddities he passed. One item in particular caught his gaze alone with the usual strange works of art was a glass pillar filled with liquid that seemed to have a steady flow of brains pumping through it from the floor above to down below. What practical purpose this tube of fluid served was beyond anything Dark could fathom. He was half tempted to smash the thing open but knew it would flood the corridor and draw attention to his position.

Thus far he was luck and hadn't encountered anyone else down here. Then up ahead he heard the steps of a tall mighty beast and the rattling of a chain. Dark drew out his claymore. He'd wished he'd come across an armory or at least a shield to hand off of his back.

Dark followed the noise and saw around the next bend a Giant completely wrapped and bound in black leather gimp suit. It was ornately covered in belts, black laces, and studs all over. The Giant's right eye was covered though his left remained open and able to see. There was a chain around his neck hooked up to a track on the ceiling limiting his movements to just this stretch of hallway. As the Giant turned, Dark saw as the Giant's out stretched cock too had a belted sleeve of leather with a flattened end cap over the tip. There were padlocks all over him too.

Dark passed the Gimp Giant without incident though kept his claymore pointed at him as he passed. The big guy seemed to be just wondering around. And then Dark spotted at the end of the hall there was a large key ring hanging from a hook on the wall. He reasoned that it likely went to the Giant Gimp's collar and padlocks, probably preventing the poor guy from playing with himself.

There was a sign above it that read:

No Touchy!

The Gimp had followed him Dark this way and now stared at him with his one good eye.

Dark was never one to listen to follow the rules so he grabbed hold of the ring of keys and twirled them around. The Gimp motioned as though he were laughing, pressing his hands to his chest and bellowed.

Dark looked at him curiously, then he heard the click as the wall hook flicked up. The walls beside him flicked open and out came a flurry of mechanical arms. Dark leaped back but one grabbed hold of his ankle. Another to his wrist, then his other leg until finally he was out stretched and spread eagle. He hadn't lost grip of his claymore though but was unable to use it outstretched as he was.

Spools of leather were brought out. Arms with cutting and knitting tools burst out of the walls. “WHAT NO!!!! MURMPHHHHHH!!! MURHMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Dark cried out as the mechanical arms man handled him into submission.

Moment later the arms let up and Dark found himself stitched into a form fitting leather gimp suit very much like a smaller version of the Giant Gimp that stood before him. Dark's dick was bound up in much the same way with a flat top cap on the tip of his cock, his nuts were packaged in a studded leather thong. He was forced into thigh high boots that laced all the way up in black rope. His hands were bound into leather mittens, and much to his surprise, the mechanical arms had bound his claymore up in leather and tightened studded belts around the blade, just as it had done his head and chest. His hood only had a single eye hole just like the Giant Gimp before him.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Dark moaned out in a furious rage, as he realized the gag that had been shoved in his mouth and bound around his head was actually a rubber dildo of considerable size. His eyes became blood shot as he broke out into a fit of furry to rip the clothing clean off. But then the other hindrance was brought to his attention. The mechanical arms had also shackled a chain around his neck and hooked him up to the same track as the Giant Gimp was connected to. “EMMMMM!?!?!?”

The Giant Gimp broke out in a fit of laughter.... only it was so muffled you could only tell he was doing so by his animated hands and actions.

Dark stared at him with a murderous rage. And then the ring of keys sounded as it was lowered back down on the “No Touchy!” hook, resetting the trap. Only now the ring had on it a lot more keys.

Dark swung his claymore with all his might up at the chain. Only he found though that now that it was bound in leather it was more like trying to cut through something with the blade still in its sheath. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!” He swung at it with a furious rage. Trying to jam the blade up in track itself to dislodge where the chain attached too.

Then Dark's attention was brought to the walls beside the Giant Gimp. They opened up and out stretched two mechanical hands. They reached up to the track and unhooked the Giant's chain for him. Then the hands returned within the walls and closed back up again.

The Giant Gimp, picked up the chain and twirled it playfully with one hand, then waved bye bye with the other, still laughing. He turned his back to Dark and walked the other way. Not a moment later and Dark had rushed over to him, leaped onto his back, snatched the chain from him and wrapped it around the Giant's neck.

Beside the initial tackle of Dark jumping up on him, the Giant was not impressed by Dark's choking ability. The leather belts were just too thick around him.

Dark shifted though to get the chain in a spot where the belts weren't against his neck. Then Dark twisted around to put himself back to back with the Giant. He pressed his boots into the Giant's back and heaved.

The Giant's eye spun around. Dark was actually choking him. “EMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Giant moaned out. He could feel his cock tightening within it's sheath. The belts around them were growing tighter and tighter as his cock flexed wider and wider. Other than to fall on his knees, the Giant Gimp did nothing to stop Dark's choking him.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Dark let out a strained, manly roar as he pulled the chain as hard as he could.

Finally, cumming, the Giant let up his struggling and fell, only he found his neck attached... The Giant glanced up and saw it was not his chain that Dark was choking him with. Dark had wrapped the chain from his own neck around the Giant's to choke him with. The Giant's eye widened and Dark raised his padded claymore and struck it down against the Giant's chest! “EMMMM!!!!” The Giant let out one last groan, then jerked free as the Dark's chain ripped down from the track.

The Giant's head fell back against the floor, his body contorted back as he lay on his knees and boots beneath him. Dark watched as the Giant's eyes closed and the big guy fell asleep.

Actually he might have broken the Giant's neck. Dark wasn't sure, and frankly, didn't care. He tackled his foe to the ground as he would a knight entombed in too much armor.

Dark went back over to the key ring on the wall. This time he wedge the handle to his claymore down on the hook so the trap would not activate. All of the keys that went to his bindings were notable smaller than the ones used for the Giant's who's padlocks were much bigger.

Dark unzipped his mouth and removed the giant rubber cock from his mouth. “GUAHHHHHHHH!!!” He breathed out a sigh of relief. He undid the padlocks around his cock sheath but left it on for now. If nothing else, this leather gear could act as armor. Dark fiddled with his eye a moment but found there actually wasn't an eye hole there to unzip! The blade to his claymore was still bound up, and still attached to his mitten hand, so there was no hope of cutting his second eye free. Not until he came across a dagger or something sharp.

Dark removed the chain from around his neck then returned the remaining keys to the hook. Not far away he found a staircase that lead one floor up and continued on.

IX

“HAHAHAHAHA!!!” Grogor laughed.

“EMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Minotaurs moaned!

Having made it out of the maze, AGAIN!!! All seven of the Minotaurs found themselves in the clutches of the vial and evil Grogor the Ogre.

This time as the Bulls all blindly heaved their weighted iron boxes around the endless maze corridors, they were scooped up one by one, by an enormous magnet. It had been part of a trap designed to life up heroes who were heavily armored and drop them into the trash compactor. Grogor had paid off some Goblins to barrow it. He'd had all the Minotaurs dropped into the compactor but was amazed to find each of the Minotaurs was too strong to be crushed. All seven of them made it out alive.... it's what Grogor got for trying to crush the lot of them all at once.

The compactor was now broken too so that sucked.

The Minotaurs were out of energy though so Grogor easily had them thrown back into one of the more traditional traps. There they road the conveyor belt and were man handled by the mechanical arms. Each was bound in a leather zipper mask with belts around their snout much like before. They were put into leather straight jackets too, and strapped into fuck swings with their legs parted. Their hairy ankles and shins were bound up in leather sheaths and hung by chains to the ceiling. Then each of the bulls was force fed another hand full of boner pills, to double down on the blood pumping.

The Goblins wheeled out the most amazing and intricate fucking machine ever invented. And each Minotaur got their very own! Each was a large carnival wheel of rubber dildos with the lowest ones soaking in a trough of lube which also hung under each Minotaur's ass. There were dildos that had upward curves to them, realistic styled ones, chubby one, skinny ones, ones in the shapes of fists, one that was just a series of anal plugs stacked on top of one another. Ones that vibrated, ones that spun around, ones that inflated. And then there were gigantic black ones, ones with hoods and fins on them, ones with soft rubber nubs all over the place, and then one bound in spiked collars that shook about wildly as if it had a mind of its own. Another had a spiral rubber rail around it, one looked to be a cast of a horses dick, and then there was a massive Giant-sized cock that looked like it might split the Mintoaur right in half!!!

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Minotaurs moaned as the Goblins turned the fucking machines on. Each dildo would fuck them up the ass from anywhere for 4 to 18 minutes before pulling out, the wheel would turn and the next would thrust up the Bull's ass in its place. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Minotaurs were all moaning out as they were fucked. Each of them wagging their own dicks about as they had still yet not gotten to cum since the four day orgy had began. And with those boner pills it only served to make things much harder and tighter on them.

“I tell yeah what.” Grogor said. “I'll remove these spiked cock sheaths from around your dicks, if you all agree to run the maze one more time. Agreed?”

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” All seven of the Mintoaurs were bobbing their heads an affirmative YES YES PLEASE!!!

One by one Grogor went around removing the spiked cock sheaths from each of the Bull's chubby rock hard penises. Their erections still came all the way up to their pecks. Immediately each of the Bulls tried pleasuring themselves by reaching their nose rings out and flicking it up against their gold cock piercings, but Grogor wouldn't have it. He slapped their noses and their dicks away, and relished every moment over having such control over such great big monsters.

Grogor looped a rune stone over each one's dick and forced their nuts up through it as well. Their great big bull balls were huge though and almost broke the stone ring in half as Grogor shoved them up one at a time. Next Grogor held out the rune's counterpart to the Minotaur's face for a good head shot and trapped the Minotaur inside. “EMMMMMMMM!?!?!?” The Minotaur moaned out unsure of what just happened.

“HAHAHAHHAAA!!!!” Grogor laughed. “It worked!” He he held the Minotaur up by the dick. The Minotaur's cock and balls stuck out one side of the rune, a portal showing the Bull's bound up head was on the other.

The Minotaur looked out through the portal puzzled by what had just occurred. He'd been sucked into a pocket universe no bigger than a prison cell, still strung up, hanging in a fuck swing with the fucking machine still pounding away at his ass!

Grogor trapped the rest of the Minotaurs into storage rings and then explained. “There was a demon walking about handing these things out today. He told me that if these stones break in half or chip away at all that you'll be trapped inside of them forever!”

The Minotaurs' eyes all widened. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Many of them began wagging their dicks as they struggled. One struck his cock against another Bull's rune and whipped him right off the table. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Minotaur moaned as he flew through the air. Thankfully though he landed down on his nuts.

“HAHAHAHA!!!” Grogor laughed, retrieving the fallen Minotaur by his dick and returning him with all the others. “Alright, Now I know you're all itching to get back down in that maze again!”

The Minotaurs all shook their heads from left to right. “EMMMM EMMMMM!!!! EMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMM!!!!!”

Grogor grinned evilly. “Alright then, I'll be sporting about it.”

For the next few minutes, Grogor took each of the Minotaurs and stuffed each of their dicks with a string of spiked anal beads. He shoved all ten of them down in each Bull's cock, then hooked the little pull ring onto each one's very own hook. So now he had a row of seven chains with seven Minotaurs cocks hanging from them by a string of spiked anal beads in their dicks.

Next Grogor went and got each his very own small iron safe. The inside couldn't fit much at all in it but there was enough space Grogor thought to fit a rune stone. These had been combination safes at one time but all the gears and that whole mechanism had been removed, leaving a large hold in the lids. Grogor attached each safe to one of the Minotaur's nuts and let them hang. The weight pulled the Minotaurs down a great deal and one or two of them had already lost their grip on the first and second spiked ball. The Minotaurs flexed their mighty cocks up though and tired to tighten their grips around the spiked balls. Grogor then explained.

“Now anyone who still wants to go in the maze, just fall on down into your safe.” Grogor was jerking off again. “You're other option is to hang around up here... and maybe we'll find another use for you.”

One of the Goblins snickered. “Yeah maybe as target practice!”

Grogor laughed.

The Minotaurs all shook their heads struggling. Parted between falling down and being chucked into the maze like this and hanging out to be shot at. The Goblins made their choice an easy one as tubes extended out from the walls and began filling their little iron safes with wet cement.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Minotaurs moaned!!!

The first Minotaur fell. His safe slammed against the floor. The chains around his nuts fell down into the lid hole, followed immediately by his nuts and the rune itself. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Minotaur cried out as his rune stone became soaked and covered by wet cement, muffling his cried completely. He was left just a small iron box with a big mighty cock sticking out that still wagged in protest to the whole situation.

Grogor and the Goblins couldn't help but laugh at the sight of it, and one by one all of the other Minotaur's were left in the same predicament. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” Grogor bellowed as he fired out a steady stream of cum down on the floor. His small hoard of Goblin followers all rushed to lick the floor clean and Grogor stepped over them to address his new collection of Minotaur cocks.

“Boy I bet you've all been just itching to cum this whole time!”

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!” Each of the Minotaur's cried out, wagging their big mighty dicks about!!!

“What's that?” Grogor said curiously. “You want to run the maze again first?”

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” All of the Minotaurs moaned, each now wagging their dick in a different direction.

“Well all right then!” Grogor bellowed. “But don't forget your toys!” And he took down each of the Minotaur's set of spiked anal beads and shoved them down into each of the Minotaur's massive, mighty bull cocks, until there was nothing but the pull cords sticking out.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Minotaurs cried out in pain, wagging their dicks about, shaking the pull cords.

“Oh I almost forgot!” Grogor said. And he pulled out a knife and took the blade to each of their dicks, slicing the pull cords right off and stuffing the excess down inside each Bull cock with the end of his blade. His movements were swift and without care whether he sliced the Minotaur's cock or not.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Minotaurs cried out still flexing and wagging their out stretched cocks into the air.

“Hahahaha!!!!” Grogor laughed evilly as he stacked the lot of them on top of the trapdoor to the maze. They had fallen over one another unevenly with their dicks touching. “Alright! You Boys have fun now!”

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Minotaurs all moaned out flexing their mighty bull penises!!!

Grogor gripped hold of the handle. “And Hay Remember!!! Try Not To Let The Rats Bite Your Dick Off!!! HA HAHA HAAHHAAHAHHA!!!” And he pulled the handle opening the trapdoor open.

All of the Minotaurs fell down into the maze wagging their dicks as they cried and moaned out. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Grogor grinned evilly as the trapdoor closed shut.

X.

Dark gulped his fill of water as it streamed out of the fountain. Also he didn't care that the main source of water flushing out of the thing was coming from a gigantic stone penis. He gulped and fell back. It tasted good to wash his mouth out. He'd stopped bleeding a while ago and now needed to fill yet another urge.

The smell of food wafted in from a side street and there at the corner Dark found what seemed to be some sort of leather bar. He considered what he was wearing and believed he'd fit in just fine. As he started heading in that direction though he heard a familiar voice greet him.

“I wouldn't do that if I were you.”

Dark turned his head and found Rad the long-haired Incubus leaning against a wall beside him.

Dark gasped. “You!” And then his stomach growled. “I'll deal with you later.”

Dark headed onto the bar and Rad mused a moment. The sex demon examined his well manicured nails. “A pity... I wonder if he'll ever learn.” He said.

The bar had stain-glass windows all around. Dark could see silhouettes of a Centaur and what seemed to be lots of Beholders hovering about inside. There was the main entrance way which was missing a door, as well as a smaller entrance way Dark had passed which was lower to the ground and a perfect box shape. It reminded Dark of a doggy door. He entered the typical entrance holding his sword over his shoulder trying to not look threatening.

As he stepped inside it was as though the music stopped playing. The bartender, who was a rather menacing looking Ogre stared at him evilly with his yellow eyes. “You there! Slave!” The Ogre said. “Get the fuck out!”

Dark kept right on walking toward the bar. Others in the bar turned their gaze toward him. All except the Centaur who the Beholders appeared to have in a trance, standing with his mouth open, arms limp, and with both sets of legs wide apart. Two Beholders were fucking the Centaur, one in heavy leather gear from behind, and another hovering naked ramming his dick down his throat.

Beside them was a particularly ugly Beholder who was smoking a huge cigar that was as thick as Dark's claymore and sending up a tremendous amount of smoke to the ceiling. He had a comically large leather daddy biker hat on over his eye tentacles.

There were also four Beholders gathered around a table where a Pig Man was hog tied naked with an apple shoved in his mouth. The Beholders looked ready to chomp away at it.

There were two Lizard Men also in the corner. Both were fully armored and apparently on break from some type of guard duty.

There were a good many sets of tables and chairs about and probably the oddest part of the place were the two Goat statues right by the door. They were made of stone and kneeling down on their knees, moths open and hands out stretched and gripping as if they were in the middle of sucking some pretty large penises.... then Dark realized the Beholders probably had the power to turn men into stone. These decorations were probably at one time slaves in the middle of sucking off some horny Beholders when they were turned. Now they were being used as coat hangers.

The Ogre repeated himself. “Hay Fuck Head! Didn't you hear me! Get the fuck out!” And then he pointed at the smaller of the two ways in. “Slaves crawl in on their hands and knees!”

Dark scoffed at him. His eye twitched. “I'm not no fucking slave! Now serve me something good to eat or I might have to wreck your face in!” And he slammed his bound up claymore down on the counter hard enough that all the glasses, plates, and trays of pretzels on it jumped.

The two Lizard Men in the corner gripped hold of their spears. Dark eyed their sharp points and wondered how he could get one to slice him an eye hole and free his blade.

The Beholder Daddy came over to Dark, eyeing him eagerly. “It's alright Drack,” He said to the Ogre never taking his eyes off of Dark's gaze. “This one's with me.” And his eye glowed yellow and formed a hypnotic spiral.

“No!” Dark yelled! “Stop!!!” But no matter how much he fought the urge to move he couldn't budge a muscle, not even to close his eye. That hatred, that rage he felt when fighting off an adversary, it built up in him. “GRRRR NO!!!!” Dark yelled fighting it.

The Beholder Daddy grinned his huge mouth of 157 sharpened teeth, and liked his huge, phallic-tipped tongue across his lips.

“GUAHHHHH!!!! You Bastard!!!” Dark yelled still struggling. His hands shook all over. The muscles in his right arm ragged and bubbled up as he fought to move them. If only he could swing his claymore and pry this fuckers eye out.

The Beholder Daddy saw the claymore was attached to Dark's hand. “Drack,” He said to the Ogre. “Be a dear and see if you can't cut his hand free of the handle. He's gonna need the use of both of them in a minute.”

“Hehehe.” Drack said. And he took a steak knife and cut the handle free of Dark's grip.

Dark stared at the empty glasses on the table. “Dammit!” He said to himself. Had he been able to move he'd have swung his claymore across the bar and shot glass into all of their eyes. Drack the Ogre now took his claymore away and put it behind the bar.

“Maybe I'll hang it on my wall?” Drack said. And then he tried to pick the thing up. “HOLY SHIT!!!” He lost his grip and it fell to the floor, the handle shattering through several glasses of wine as it hit the shelf. “FUCK!!!” And he Drack looked grabbed hold of the handle again with a rag and tried to move it again. “Fuck, how the hell do you wield this thing!? It's so impractical...”

“Enough!” The Beholder Daddy said finishing his hypnosis spell. He wanted Drack to shut up but was kind enough not to say it. His focus was on Dark as it had been the moment Dark stepped into the bar. “You see those two Goat statues by the door?” He asked. Dark was unresponsive. “I want you to get down on your knees and hold your hands out just like them. And while you're at it open your mouth.”

Dark's whole body was shaking all over. Against his will he knelt down on both knees, legs slightly parted, his mouth forced itself open. “Fu fu fu fu FUCK yo yo yo YOU!” And then both of Dark's hands took their positions.

The Beholder Daddy grinned evilly. Then out of a lower orifice came the Beholder's massive, purple cock and balls. They came out of a rare part of him, and was lone and hard enough to come up almost well past his chin where his tongue came down to flick the great big cock piercing. “Hehehe I got it all lubed and ready for yeah! Hehehe.”

Both the Lizard Men were intrigued and watching him intently. They could feel their armor getting tighter and hissed to one another about asking the Beholder to save them some.

“Now!” The Beholder said, still staring his big yellow eye down into Dark's gaze. “You're gonna put your hands around my dick... and then....GUAHHHHHHHH!!!!”

Dark quickly grabbed hold of the Beholder Daddy's cock. Just as he'd commanded. Then, while in the midst of jerking the Beholder off leaped up and jammed his shoulder into his great big eye. The Beholder Daddy blinked, losing his control over Dark, and Dark then quickly swung the Beholder Daddy around by his like the way someone would wield a battle mace. “GUAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Dark screamed, smashing the Beholder's head into the bar.

All eyes turned back to Dark. The two bound Beholders fucking the Centaur, the four Beholders eating the Pig Man, the two Lizard Men in the corner, Dreak the Ogre behind the bar.

“GUAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Dark screamed, smashing the Beholder Daddy into the two Beholder's fucking the Centaur. Bashing his head down onto the rear one first. And then he leaping up on a table to swing him around into the one hovering much higher. He struck him like a pinata, bashing him to the ground at first then beating him to a pulp once he was down. “GUAHH GUAHHH GUAHHH!!!!”

The four Beholder's at the table had all charged up eye beams. The first one fired. Dark leaped back behind the Centaur. The Centaur got hit and instantly froze over into stone. “EMMM!?” The Centaur moaned out. The next three all fire. All three beams struck the Centaur which exploded, filling the room full of dust and shards of rock.

Dark leaped out from the cloud of debris wielding the Stone Centaur's mighty stone penis as a weapon. He impaled the first Beholder right in the eye with it, blinding him. Then he got his foot on the thing's head and kicked to pull it back out again. The Beholder beside him went in, mouth wide open, hundreds of sharp fangs ready to chomp down on him. Dark shoved the Stone Centaur penis in its mouth just as the Beholder went to bite. “EMMM!?!?!?” The Stone Centaur penis held the Beholder's mouth wide open. He flew off trying not to gag on it.

Dark rushed for the bar. The last two Beholders had hovered high and charged up their eye beams again. Dark leaped over the bar just in time as the two shot out beams of destroying light, shattering all the glass bottles in their light of sight.

The lower half of Drack the Ogre fell limp to the ground, his upper half having been obliterated into a gooey mess on the wall by the destructive beams.

Dark grabbed hold of his claymore's handle, lifted his blade up and swung it, sending all the shards of glass that had fallen down on it right into the eyes of the two Beholders. “GUAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! GLASS!!!” They hissed. And Both shot their tongues up to lick the glass out of their eyeballs.

Dark was back from around the bar in no time. The two Lizard Men were on him. Both stabbed at him with their spears, but Dark blocked them both with his claymore. Their spears ripped holes in the leather sheathing of his weapon. And Dark forced them back, then swung.

“GAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” One Lizard Man hissed. Dark had dug part of the exposed blade into his side. The Lizard Man braced himself with his spear then fell back to the ground and bled out.

His friend held his spear up defensively, and eyed what Dark just did to his partner. After a few glances of Dark's blade and his friend bleeding out on the floor, he decided. He threw his spear to the ground and ran for it. “Mercy!!!” He hissed, running, running, running. He made it out into the street. Then as he rushed by the stain glass windows, Dark launched his spear right through his neck, shattering a glass pain in the process and killing the Lizard Man dead.

The last of the Beholders finally managed to break the stone dick in his mouth but then Dark's claymore burst out through his eyeball. Dark had stabbed him through the back of the head. Dark kicked his foot up and shoved the dead Beholder off his weapon. Its lifeless corps fell to the ground and oozed out a gooey mess on the floor. Dark's claymore was once again unsheathed.

Dark panted and gritted his teeth at all they mayhem and destruction he'd caused. His moment of rest was interrupted by Rad whistling.

Rad stood in the doorway impressed by what Dark had done to the place. “Wow! Is it safe to come in here?” And he did so anyway. “I am impressed. You know Beholders are some top level shit to be messing with.” Rad eyed the two goat men by the door. “Most men who face them end up like these two...” And then he eyed the stone mess on the floor. “Or him.” Rad walked over to the Centaur's head and picked it up. “You think this would look good on my wall?”

Dark was holding his claymore out defensively, eyeing Rad as an enemy the whole time he was in. Somehow though, the trigger to stick and cut him down, never came. And then Dark's reflexes were triggered, something was alive behind him. Quickly he turned, claymore up in the air and went to slice it in half, but stopped at the last moment.... the Pig Man was still alive. “Emmmm?!” And now pissed himself.

Dark scoffed then put his claymore to the side and dug its point into the wooden floor. Rad came up beside him. There was an awkward pause followed by Rad saying, “well he looks delish.”

Dark grabbed hold of Rad by the throat and ran him up against the bar. He held up his claymore, slammed Rad's head on the wood, then put him face to face with his blade. “Tell me! Why shouldn't I cut you down right now?!”

Rad laughed. “I like this. You want to be the man on top. I can dig it.”

Dark slammed his head into the bar again. “A Reason! NOW!!!”

“Because I know the way out.” Rad said confidently.

Dark squeezed his neck. “You'll have to do better then that! I can find my own way.” And then he said more menacingly. “I can Make my own way!” He let that sink in a second longer. “So tell me. Why shouldn't I kill you?”

Rad thought a minute. Judging by his face he didn't seem to be taking the situation seriously at all. Finally he shrugged. “I got nothing. Maybe because I let you out of your coffin?”

Dark's hand gripped the handle to his claymore. The fucker did have a point. Dark hated being reminded of weakness, but it was true. Were it not for Rad, he'd still be locked up inside that coffin swinging in a black abyss.

“I tell yeah what.” Rad said. “Why don't I walk with you? You alone, down here, it raises all kinds of questions. But if you're with me, no one will be none the wiser.”

Dark thought it over a moment. Then his stomach growled.

Rad thought to sweeten the deal. “I know this great place that serves Dolphin meat.”

Dark had never had Dolphin meat.... and he wanted to know.

XI.

Zero shot awake. He'd passed out at the bar again. He got up, the side of his head had peanut shells embedded in it. Slowly they fell out as he regained his vision. The Orgy had been going swell. Things were at a bit of a lul but they'd kick up again once most of the participants slept a while and got up their strength.

Directly beside him a blue wolf was slumped over. Zero stepped his foot down right on him then quickly leaped off. He'd gotten the poor thing in the nuts.

The floor was littered with passed out bodies of Centaurs, draped over Goat Men, draped over Pig Men, draped over Orcs, draped over Boar, draped over Giants and then Centaurs again. The whole thing had been one seething mass earlier. The floor, what bits of it showed at least, were sticky and Zero's feet had to be peeled off each time he stepped. “Ewwww.” Zero said.

Zero made it to the door when he stepped down and suddenly, “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” His foot came down heavily right on Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger's nuts... only in Zero's defense, someone had ripped out the bricks and installed his coffin in the floor, then draped a doormat over it. That and all the limp bodies laying around hid the outline.

“Oh Sorry!” Zero said... then wondered when he'd ever get the chance again to stomp the nuts of a champion.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!! EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Lee moaned out then growled menacingly from within his iron prison.

“Hehehe.” Zero chuckled.

Out in the hall there was that one Centaur that the Orcs strung up and rapped only... Chad the Demon was digging his claws down painfully into the rear thighs of the poor Centaur, as he thrust his red hot cock up into the stallion's ass. “EMMMM EMMMM EMMMM EMMMMM!!!!!” The Centaur cried out, with every heave.

Zero watched as Chad suddenly dug his claws in deeper and gave a loud, piercing demonic scream as he came, firing his demonic load up into the Centaur's ass. “GRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” And then he pulled out, cracked his neck, and gave the poor Centaur a slap on the ass as he passed him by.

The poor Centaurs swayed with his eyes giving a traumatized look. Steam streamed out his ass.

Zero gaped at the scene a moment longer. Huh? I don't recall ever seeing a Demon here before... And he brushed it off, walking the other way.

Chad wrapped his arms around the Centaur's chest and gave him a big burly man hug. He snuggled his head up under the Horse's neck, putting the Centaur's snout clear between his horns. The Centaur eyed the sharp tips of the Demon's horns as they inched a little too close for comfort. “Emmmm.” Chad purred. “You were delicious.” And then the demon lowered himself down to his knees, rubbing his big furry head up against the Centaur's chest the whole way down. “I'm gonna do something nice for you.”

And the Centaur's eyes widened as he felt the Demon's big strong hand wrap around his dick. He jerked it off lightly. Chad purred as he nuzzled his nose up against the Centaur's cock, then he opened his mouth and his long demonic tongue came out several feet like a snake, and coiled it self around the Centaur's cock.

The Centaur went cross-eyed as Chad's spring tongue motioned in and out with enough force to swing the Centaur to and fro as he hung. And then his eyes rolled back in his head as he came all over the inside of Chad's mouth.

Chad gulped it down then retracted his tongue back into his mouth. He backed out from under him and as he did, his hoof kicked a metal trash can over. Chad looked “Oh, oops I ….” Then he eyed it was full of Horse cocks that the Orcs from earlier had thrown in there. Chad's eyes widened. “Oh... I didn't realized.”

The Centaur had no idea what Chad hadn't realized and looked down at him curiously.

Chad looked up at him. “You are but a slave. Put here for other to do their bidding to!” And somehow when he said it, he said it with spite and anger. His teeth extended in his mouth and his eyes glowed a menacing beam of hatred. He snarled. Then his hands glowed a burning hot red. He out stretched two fingers like scissors, reached under the Centaur and cauterized his cock and balls as he sliced them from his body.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Centaur moaned out in terror.

Chad the demon corrected the can of horse cocks then held the Centaur's dick up to his face to show him what he'd done. The Centaur's eyes widened. Chad spat in his face a bout of spit that sizzled and burned the Centaur's eyes. Chad made his leave and threw the Centaur's cock behind him over his shoulder. It landed down in the trash can among the other horse cocks.

Then Chad barged into the orgy room, stomping both feet down on top of Lee's nuts in the process. Chad looked about at the heap of bodies and shouted. “You are all unworthy!” And then he extended his fangs, teeth, and claws, and he leaped off into the pile.

Down the hall Zero passed an Rex the Incubus who was hopping and moaning as if he were trying to get away from something. Zero thought it odd, and wondered why the hell Rex would bath himself in so much liquid rubber. He brushed it off and then one of the Lizard guards came rushing at him, arms raised and hissing. “RUN FOR IT!!! The Berserker is on the loose! He's killing everyone down in the lower levels!”

Zero's one great eye slowly widened. His mouth opened. The hair on his nape stood on end. “He's loose?! No.... no. But we... We locked him in that iron coffin... he's there.... Isn't he?”

Zero stormed down to the lower levels, stormed right past Brian who was busy placing a Rhino statue and wondering if he liked it there or a little to the right. “EMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Rio moaned.

Zero rushed around the bend and flew right past the rope in the hall.... Okay he had to stop real fast and give it a pull but Just One! So he made it a good one and tugged with both hands as hard as he could. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Ed moaned out with dark, blood shot eyes... he had been trying to sleep like this but now with the sensation of his dick tugged the Iron Rocking Horse was shaking him up faster than ever. “EMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Ed groaned and tried to close his eyes to get back to sleep.

Zero was giving it his all to spin the big spool and coil the chain back up. There was a lock engaged so every heave he made to lift it up in that direction kept the chain he'd already spooled up. “He's down there. He must be down there. How could he escape! No one's ever Escaped!”

And finally after spooling up all mile or so of chain, the big iron coffin came flipping up over the side. Zero rushed over to it. “Okay his dick is no longer sticking out of the hole, that could mean anything.” And Zero opened the eye slot to peer inside. “Okay his head is no longer where it should be, that could mean anything. Zero then ripped open the lid, saw the coffin was completely empty, then stuck his head into it and glanced around into the empty Dark the Dragonslayer-shapped void.

Zero did not raise his head out again. He much preferred it tucked away in here because he believed it safer inside of this coffin than outside where Dark was roaming around free.... finally he uttered one word, “fuck.”

And almost immediately after, Zero found another reason to be terrified. The rampant sound of pandemonium came rushing down the hall and stormed out onto the ledge. “Run!” “Stop Him!” He's crazy!” Screamed several Orcs, Hogs, Trolls, and Centaurs.

There were three Lizard Men rushing in with spears who immediately hugged the wall beside the entrance. Zero watched as one of them suddenly built up the courage to take up his spear and run screaming back out to face the monster. Chad the Demon blasted a storm of hell fire upon the feeble Lizard, rendering him into a posed, hunk of char.

Zero's eyes widened in terror. His mouth grew open. All of these monsters standing around him. All with that same look in their eyes, knowing they were about to die.

“GRUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Chad howled, stomping his hooves down on the last two guards.

The mob of monsters moved to try and fake the Demon out, anything to get past him. But Chad's spiked tail whipped around the other way and even after a Centaur kicked over one of the Hogs at Chad's feet, Chad was smart enough to know rip off the Centaur's head.

Zero had a crazy idea. He slammed the lid closed on the iron coffin, took hold of the chain as tightly as he could, and then kicked the coffin over the side. Zero was jerked along with it and several of the Orcs grabbed hold of the chain as well, with one screaming. “Take Me With You!!!”

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Zero screamed realizing this may not have been the best idea. Falling straight down one mile into the darkness and fairly certain he didn't possess the strength to climb back up again, Zero ran out of breath from screaming and had to inhale a second time to keep it up. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” After that breath left him too he realized he needed a calmer, cooler head about what what about to happen. Dear God they were going to hit a sudden jerking stop, he realized!

Slowly and fighting the wind, Zero pulled himself around so that his feet now pressed onto the top of the iron coffin. He grasped hold of the chain, wrapping it around both arms and pressed his head against the thing as tightly as he could. Then finding he still had time to make ready, he wrapped one leg around the chain and braced it with the other.

The air whooshed past as he fell through the total darkness. And suddenly BANG!!! The chain jerked and Zero's ass was sent slamming into the lid of the iron coffin. The chain burned his arms, head, and thigh where he had held it. “AHHHHHHHHH!!!!” He cried. And then heard the sounds of screams as the Orcs above him shot straight down off the chain and slammed head first into the cave floor.

Zero couldn't see anything of what had happened but judging by the sounds they made he judged they were liquefied on contact.

For a moment Zero hung, swaying with the chain as it came to steady itself... and then Zero heard as it began to rain various limbs and body parts of the creatures Chad was dismembering. Among the parts that fell was an oil lamp which exploded and lit as it smashed against the rock.

Zero stared down at the blood stained mess below him. His heart was pumping loud enough for him to hear it in his ears, Just a constant THUD THUD THUD. He felt he was going to have a heart attack. He was breathing in but felt as though the air wasn't getting there. Things were growing dark for him but he was unsure if it was from the dying flame or from some burst vessel in his eye sockets. Regardless, he was too terrified to move, and could not help but watch as the Horror emerged to suck the cave floor clean.

XII.

Rad stuck the fork in his slab of delicious Dolphin meat as he let the knife cut out a little wedge. Across from him Dark scarfed his piece down savagely biting into it like an animal and tearing it apart. Every now and then he'd grab hold of his glass of wine and guzzle it down.

“You like it?” Rad asked grinning.

“Emmm Good.” Dark grunted going down for more.

“I'm glad. They inject it with lots of iron here so your cum shoots farther. Makes for some awesome money shots.”

Dark let up on his savage eating but still chewed on. He was eyeing Rad suspiciously now as if finally realizing his anterior motive for taking him out to dinner.

Rad snickered. “It's alright. This is fun.” He took a sip of wine then added. “Though my offer still stands if you want to stick your sword in me.”

Dark glared at him and finished chewing his meal. Then an Orc Guard approached their table. “Hay what's he doing sitting at the table?”

Dark got up and growled savagely as bits of dolphin mean stuck out of his teeth. “GRAHHHHHHH!!!” And he reached for the handle to his claymore beneath the table.

The Orc backed the fuck away, cowering behind his spear and stuttered as he spoke. “Ku Ku Control your slave!”

Rad laughed. “It's alright. He's just well trained.” And then he gave the Orc an evil look. “That is unless I sick him on someone.

The Orc backed off. “As you were.” And moved along, bumping into yet another one of the Incubi that came here.

“Watch it!” The other Sex Demon yelled. The Orc got out of his way, and he began preening himself in a mirror on the wall. He was wearing makeup and dressed in a body shaped sort of netting. And another Incubus walked past him wearing a set of stocking and a girdle.

Dark slowly sat back down. He picked up the last piece of meal, eyeing the odd Incubi that came and went. Rad went back to staring at him dreamily.

“So what's it like?” Rad said. “Being so big and strong I mean. Pushing people around all day, doing as you please. Don't you ever get lonely?” And as he asked this, Rad's hand began to glow beneath the table. He was casting a spell on Dark and trying to do so without being seen.

Dark looked annoyed by Rad's questions. “I don't need anyone. So long as I have my sword I'm fine.”

Rad eyed it a moment. “And such a big claymore it is too. How did you come by it?” He was moving his fingers as if trying to find the right frequency.

Dark scrubbed his mouth clean using his leather shoulder instead of his napkin. “I took it from the man who rapped me.”

Rad's eyes lit up. His hand froze. He'd found the signal he was looking for. “Oh. I see. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to open old wounds.”

“No.” Dark said, which was very unlike him. “It's fine. He was the real dragon slayer. Not me.”

Rad listened on, intently and cranked up the power some to his spell on Dark.

“During the war, the soldier who raised me was more or less using me as a decoy on the field. He never expected that I'd survive half the time but grew to like me because I did. He cared for me enough once to leave me in the charge of a Black Smith. I honestly don't remember his name though I worked with him for a few months.”

“I was his apprentice. He'd sold swords and armor to the king's army and made a decent living at it. Things were good but he looked at me oddly. Had me remove my shirt when I worked and other funny things like that. Then during we learned there was a campaign to destroy the dragon, Falling Snow.”

“When he saw what had happened to the suits of armor and swords he made, he fell into a deep depression. He had me melt it all down again and that's when I got the idea to forge this sword. He liked the idea so much so that he.... gave me his bed. What he didn't mention was that he'd also be sleeping in it. That's when he took me.”

Dark moped, staring off in the corner. His tone became more nervous, but something about the aura that Rad was giving off relaxed him. “Over the next few days he melted forged the sword that you see beside me. He boasted about it as though it was his idea. He boasted that he would take all of his failures and right his mistake. He forged the Dragon Slayer.”

“He went into battle with it. But I didn't want to let him win. Not after what he'd done to me. So I stowed away and went with the soldiers to the front line where Falling Snow laid claim. I stole the Dragon Slayer from him and ran ahead. After a day of climbing the mountain and braving the ice storm, I found the dragon's cave. I challenged Falling Snow to a battle.”

Dark chuckled. “It's funny now, realizing how terrified I was at the time. He swept the floor with me. I was badly hurt, my chest was crushed, both legs were broken, my arm was too. During the fight I lost my grip on the sword. The Dragon had knocked me into a corner, I was done for. But then, He found me, the Black Smith.” Dark's eyes glowed with the illuminations of a candle and in the glow, Rad watched the duel play out. “He fought the dragon far better than me, and in the end he cut Falling Snow's head off.” The light in Dark's eyes faded as the candle dimmed. “I should have been grateful. He'd saved my life, and came after me in my hour of need. The other men were coming, I could hear them...” And then Dark paused. “No, I said to myself, I couldn't let him have that honor. Not after what he'd done to me.” And the candle extinguished into just a stream of smoke.

“I never claimed I killed the dragon, but when everyone saw me holding up the massive sword, and the dead Smith laying at my feet, I could not help but relish stealing his glory. They had all assumed that he made the sword just for me and my hand alone.”

Rad was seeing a whole different side of Dark. “goodness.” he said in a low voice, half wishing he hadn't cast his interrogation spell.

“All this time though, I've been fighting to prove that I'm someone I'm not. Don't you see? If I'm not the Dragon Slayer, then who am I? That's why I've come here. I've come to murder Shooting Star and chop off his head!”

After a moment's pause Rad took a deep breath. “Well.... you picked a hell of a week to do that.” Rad let his spell fade away. Dark eyed him curiously on his remark. “The eclipse and all.” Rad explained. “It started as a cultist holiday hundreds of years ago, but we've celebrating it ever since. These days it's just a four day long Orgy, but back when it started they were all about offering sacrifices to darker god.”

Dark was turning back into his grouchy self. “I don't care.” And then he had an epiphany. “Wait! Why did I tell you that story!?” He stormed up, claymore in hand. “I've never told that story to anyone!!!” And he ripped the table off it's bolts, caught sight of Rad's still slightly glowing hand. “You!” Dark raised his claymore up into the air.

Rad cowered. “GUAH NO STOP!!! I Just wanted you to make conversation! I didn't know it would all come out!?”

Dark fought the urge to strike. “So tell me where to find Shooting Star!”

Rad pointed in the direction. “Like three tunnels that way, Dragon's Edge. There should be a sign for it.”

Dark burst out in that direction, shoving another Incubus out of his way as he did.

Out in the streets Rad stormed out and ran after him. “Wait! It's forbidden to go there. No one can teleport there.”

Dark held up his claymore. “I don't need to teleport!”

Rad felt uneasy about following him. But so long as Dark wasn't going to kill him the thought of watching him and Shooting Star go at it sounded too good to pass up. “I'll come with you... if you don't mind. I promise I won't get in the way.”

“Do as you please.” Dark said.

XIII.

Grogor the Ogre stretched out and yawned. Then he shoved the eviscerated Centaur corps off of him and looked around. The Dungeon seems curiously drenched in far more blood, guts, and body parts than typical. And he'd been having the most wonderful dream too, where all the annoying creatures he lived with got ripped apart and half eaten... As that seems to have been exactly what has happened, Grogor decided to get and arm himself with a double-sided battle ax.

The one side had a serious crack in the blade and neither side was sharp at all. But that didn't matter, Grogor thought. He'd just have to swing the thing that much more intensely.

Out in the hall it was pretty much the same story. Blood and guts everywhere. Though at least one survived. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Lee the Golden-Eyed White Tiger screamed as Grogor's great big foot came down upon his nuts. As it so happened, the doormat over his nuts was one of the few places not covered in blood.

Grogor stepped out into the hall cautiously. Across the way the Centaur the Orcs had rapped was still alive... though Grogor noted he was now short a penis. He grinned and grew aroused. He marched right on over to the Centaur and stuck his dick right up the steed's ass. “EMMMMM EMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The stallion moaned with every thrust. Grogor had a great big wide smile on his face as he did it too.

Grogor busted a nut up the steed's ass, then came around to his front and said. “Aww don't worry. Even though someone ripped your dick off, I want you to know you'll still be hanging here getting fucked up the ass by complete strangers from now on.”

The Centaur stared at him with a look that said he wanted to bite his head off. Of course he was gagged too tight to do anything of the kind.

Grogor grinned evilly, then wondered away.

Up ahead he saw a party of armored Orcs brandishing axes and spears. They spotted him and one yelled. “A survivor? Here!?”

Grogor shrugged it off. He'd always survived so why was this anything new?

“You, Ogre. How many of you are there?” An Orc asked.

Grogor squinted and thought a moment. “Just me.” And then he turned to point back at the main orgy room. “But there may be a few more in there.”

“Right. We're on our way.” The lead Orc said. Most of his unit rushed past. “You better get yourself to safety. There's a Demon on the loose and he's killing everyone!”

The Orcs all rushed into the room Grogor had pointed out. As they did, each of the Orcs slammed their heavy, armored feet down onto Lee's nuts as they stormed into the room to examine the corpses. “EMMM EMMMMM EMMMMM EMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Lee cried out, none of which the Orcs could hear due to their helmets.

“All Clear!” One Orc said and then the company rushed back out into the hall, again stomping poor Lee's nuts as they went. “EMMMM EMMMMM EMMMMMM EMMMMMM EMMMMMMM!!!!”

As Grogor went on his way, he overheard the Orcs discussing what to do with the Centaur. “Leave him there. Maybe the Demon will come back.”

Grogor entered the room that had the trapdoor for putting the Minotaur's in their maze. He was annoyed to find the trapdoor opened and a group of two or three Orcs standing over it holding the ladder steady. “You're almost there! Just a little higher!”

Blood pulsed up Grogor's vanes, his eye twitched and became blood shot with rage. And then when he saw what they were doing it made him grasp the handle to his battle ax. “Don't worry.” One Orc said. “We'll get these Minotaur's sorted out in no time.” And Grogor gritted his teeth as he saw the fourth and fifth Orc emerge up the ladder carrying the last of the Minotaur's up with him. They were still trapped in their iron boxes with their great big Bull dicks standing erect out the tops.

“EMMMMMMMMMMM!!!! EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Minotaur's all moaned out for saving.

“Don't worry.” The one Orc said. “We won't let that sick bastard hurt you anymore.”

“HAY!!!” Grogor shouted. “What the Hell do you think you're DOING!!!”

The Orc looked up at him and explained. “Calm down. Clearly this is the work of the Demon. He's been trapping monsters in these rune stones all day, then he went on a killing spree. I can only hope General Taurus has not been harmed. We need a leader to organize our forces and take this bastard down.”

And they opened the lids to all the iron boxes and carefully removed the Minotaur's by their cocks and balls. The cement, though solid had not fully formed into a hardened rock yet.

“GURAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Grogor shouted and swung his mighty battle ax, slicing two of the Orcs in half. Two more had been down on their knees helping the Minotaurs when Grogor attacked. He stomped his big Oger foot on the one's head and smashed it into the floor, then he swung his ax down on the other's head, splitting his upper body in half. The last Orc brandished a crossbow and fired it. The arrow stuck Grogor in his upper left peck. Grogor brushed it off like it was nothing. He grabbed hold of the last Orc's head and held it down through the floor as the trapdoor closed and severed it. “GRUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Grogor screamed at the top of his lungs.

Elsewhere in the Dungeon, Chad's eyes widened. He'd heard the call Grogor let out and stopped what he was doing to go and track it down.

Chad had been down in the hourglass room. He had a stack of eight or so rune stones that he'd jam packed full of naked Orcs, Centaurs, Pigs, Boars, Lizard Men, Giants, and various other races. All of whom still had painfully hard boners in desperate need of relief. Thus, even though they were trapped and crammed into little pocket universes, the orgy raged on. Only now that they were all trapped inside of the runes, the magic would never allow their boners to subside.

Chad had already fed two of the runes through the rune grinder. One he'd managed to fill entirely with muscle bound Orcs that were in an assortment of leather gear. “I hope you like fucking one another, because you're going to be doing it for a long long time!” He had said to them before feeding it in. The Orcs did not seem to be entirely against this.

As Chad headed for the door, he was reminded of another rune stone he'd come across. He'd been handing the things out like they were candy since he himself got free, so it was natural that sooner or later, he'd find one.

Cerberus moaned and groaned up at him. “EMMM EMMMM EMMMMM!!!!” He was still getting fucked up the ass by the fucking machine.

Chad clutched Cerberus's rune between his claws and stared at the three-headed dog as he walked. “Awwww, nice Demon Doggy.” And then he reached out and pulled opened the metal wall shoot labeled “DUMP” and said. “You can play in the garbage all you want.”

Cerberus's eyes all lit up. “EMMMMM!?!?!” And then Chad threw him down inside. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Cerberus cried out, all three of his heads fighting to peer out and see where they were heading.

Cerberus's rune landed with a hard plop right down into a pile of what Cerberus hopped and prayed was made out of mud. They had landed in the sewers which were clogged up with slim, filth, shit, and body parts. Then Cerberus realized the rune disk was sinking! “EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Plop plop plop.... The rune sank below the surface as though in quicksand, and then one of the wall drains began gushing out a thick slurry of brown chunk-filled liquid, burying the rune stone completely.

Chad came round the bend, saw a rope with a pull me sign on it and gave it a fierce tug. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Ed cried out. Chad grinned evilly. He'd have to find something heavy and it to that later.

And then around another way Chad strutted right past Rio, who was now a hardened statue, flexing his great big arms. Chad stared down at Rio's amazingly girthy and long penis. “Owww, Look how big you are.” he said. “I'll have to find some nice flesh eating worms and stick them in that big dick of yours.”

“EMMMM!?!?!” Rio uttered in a panicked moan. His eyes were cemented shut but he was fully aware of all the screams and crying out that had been going on.

“Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back.” Chad said.

Chad then passed a room where the game of Bondage Poker had happened earlier. Brian the Giant was still wearing his gimp suit and down on all fours for some self pleasuring. He'd hooked up a fucking machine to his own ass and jerked his colossal cock off with both hands. Without discussion, Brian allowed Chad to take over.

Chad forced one of the storage rings over Brian's cock and really had to force it down there and jam both his nuts through. Brian recalled it had been enough of a challenge getting Etten's nuts through but his were much larger. Chad bound Brian's hands up with lots of chains that had been hanging around, and then padlocked them good and tight wherever he could fit them. The storage ring rune's counterpart was placed over Brian's big mouth and then Chad locked him inside, rendering Brian down to just his big toothy mouth, and his colossal cock and balls sticking out the other end.

Brian had half expected Chad to either pleasuring him with both his muscular demon arms or to suddenly get a mouth full of demon dick. What happened though was that Chad then bent Brian's cock all the way around and shoved the tip of Brian's penis down into Brian's mouth. Chad then forced the big ring of Brian's dick down tighter and tighter. Brian's cock went from the size of a hula hoop to a car tire, to a bracelet, and then finally Chad had stuffed Brian's dick down his throat so tight that his rune and two great big nuts fit in one of Chad's hands.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Brian cried out, gasping.

Chad stared down at him evilly then threw him in one of the many boxes of sex toys.

Grogor had moved his collection of Minotaurs down to this level. They had more toys to play with down here and somehow throwing the Minotaurs back in the maze didn't feel right, not after those stupid Orcs had gone through the trouble to rescue them. It was annoying, like someone interrupting a scene. Grogor wanted complete and total control over these Bulls and their dicks, and wanted nothing less than for them to endure the orgy bound and gagged, and with rock hard, drug induced, raging hard ons. Letting them cum was out of the question. That would ruin it for him.

In truth Grogor hadn't expected to ever see the Minotaurs again. They would have either made it out of the maze by some miracle, navigating the corridors blind with only their rock hard cocks to move about, or more likely, rats would have bitten their dicks off and they'd have spent the next half of eternity trapped inside of those rune stones getting fucked up the ass.

Grogor brought them down here so he could feed them. “Alright who's hungry?” He asked.

“EMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Mintoaur moaned out, though it was hard to tell whether it as part of their typical protest and struggle to get away or due to their hunger. They hadn't eaten anything the past two days, and for beasts so ripped with muscle, starvation was truly torture. Granted, within the rune stone they would never be anything less than they were than when they went in. They were so in the habit of eating though that at this point they were willing to eat anything... unfortunately for them, Gorgor was about to feed them their own penises.

Grogor glanced around the butcher's kitchen and contemplated just how to prepare their meal. His keen eye for torture went from one blood soaked implement to the next. There was the butcher's knife and cutting board for a clean go at it, the meat slicer so they could really feel the inches coming off, the meat grinder so he could turn their sausages into sausage.... Grogor was drooling just thinking about it. In the end he chose to simply fired them up on the grill and served them their dicks as hot dogs. Though baking each one up as a Minotaur Meat Pie crossed his mind as well. He opted in favor of the grill as the Minotaur's hard penises were far to long and firm to be folded round and made to fit inside a pie... not without slicing them prematurely. Grogor wanted them all the feel the pain.

From out in the hall, Chad the Demon peered in from the shadows at what Grogor was doing. He marveled and watched as Grogor skillfully mixed up an excellent Honey based BBQ sauce, basted up each of the Minotaur's dicks and then rammed a square rotisserie skewer down into each of their cock holes. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Minotaurs all cried out realizing their next course was going to be eating a part of them. The metal rods prevented their dicks from wagging so instead they all had their rune stones and big Minotaur nuts flapping about down on the grill.

“Yeah Yeah, I know, Just a minute.” Grogor said filling the large beef syringe with red hot melted cheese. “Here you go.” And he stabbed it into the first Minotaur's nuts and injected them full of molten cheese.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Minotaur cried out from the pain. And Grogor went right on down the line injecting all of their nuts until they were three times the size as when they started.

Grogor flicked the rotisserie on and around and round the Minotaurs went dripping honey down onto the hot grill. Flames shot up as the BBQ sauce slowly melted. The rotation came as something of a relief as the heat was being evenly dispersed but the overall temperature of their dicks was spiking up.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Minotaurs cried, all thrashing their leather bound heads around within their rune stones.

Chad the Demon was rock solid! His cock oozed and dripped with precum. He was slobbering. These Minotaur's had much bigger dicks than the stone Rhino did. They were fatter, chubbier, uncircumcised and all with a gold ring sticking out the tip.

Grogor was now wearing a chef's hat and white apron with a pocket in the front. He'd tor a hole so his cock could stick out the front pocket. He basted the Minotaur's cocks down with more of the honey sauce, starting with the ones who cried the loudest first. It offered momentary relief from the heat and soon the Minotaur's were begging for it. Grogor kept this up until the last of the honey sauce was gone and then he said.... “Ohh, oops all gone.”

And all of the Minotaurs cried out. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!?!?!?!”

They were begging him for more! More honey! More sauce! More sweet sweet relief!

Their cocks all swelled from the cooking and finally when Grogor thought they were close to being done, he clamped hold of them by a set of tongs and removed them from the rotisserie rod. “EMMMMMMMM!!!!” The first Minotaur moaned out from the relief of it all, steam was bellowing out the tip of his cock from the intense heat. But then Grogor pressed his cock down against the grill and left him there. The Bull's eyes widened as wide as they would go. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” His muffled cry echoed out of his rune stone. He was staring and shaking his head up at Grogor and shaking it in agony.

Grogor did the same to all the other Minotaur, then flipped them one by one as they was needed. He was trying to put a nice set of grill marks on each of their swollen penises.

“Come on.” Grogor said. “Quite your wining. I've seen a few of you have cum like four or five times now.”

The Minotaur's all stared up at him with murderous, blood shot eyes. The so called cum he was referring to was the cheese boiling out of their nuts and shooting out the end of their cocks igniting the flames much hotter as it burned.

“Alright I'll take you off the grill.” Grogor said seeing that they were done. “But only if you agree to eat whatever I feed you. Is it a deal?”

“EMMMM EMMMMM EMMMMM!!!!!” The Minotaurs all cried out in agony, each bobbing their head an emphatic YES YES ANYTHING PLEASE!!!

Chad watched as Grogor moved the seven Minotaurs off the grill and set them down on wooden island in the middle of the room. There he set each Minotaur cock in a hoagie roll, which the Minotaur's were still much too long for, and stuck out several inches beyond each end in true Ball Park fashion. Grogor looped on some over-sized onion rings onto their cock, stuffed them full of french fries which made the cheese ooze out, and then dressed them up with alternating lines of ketchup and mustard. Lastly he took the red hot butcher's knife, which was glowing warm from being left on the grill and chipped off each Minotaurs cock and balls flush with the rune stone. The heat cauterized each wound.

Grogor then propped each Minotaur's rune stone up like a picture frame with their leather bound mouth and snouts just inches away from their sizzling cocks. “Now!” Grogor said, pacing up and down the line. “As you'll recall, if so much as a chip or a scratch ever happened to those rune stones, each of you would be trapped inside your own little pocket universe forever. SO!!! I'll agree to not smash your rune stones into dust, provided that you eat it all! Every last succulent bit of your very own cock dog with a side of balls! Agreed?”

Each of the Minotaur nodded. Not emphatically or animated, just a quick simple nod.

“Good.” Grogor said, and then he went around one by one, reaching his hands in to each one's portal and unzipped their mouths and loosened their belts. “And I don't want to hear one peep out of you fucking meat heads! Or I'll smash the lot of yeah and feed your dick to the dog!”

All seven of the Minotaurs poked the end of their snouts out through the portal in the front of their rune stone, and one by one, Grogor pushed each one's cock right up in there.

“And hell, I'll even make it sporting for yeah. Whoever eats all of their cock dog first, and scarfs down both their balls... I'll let free. Sound good?”

Grogor did not get a response other than to see all seven of the Minotaurs had started munching away at their cocks, first biting to pull more of them in then chomping them off. Grogor smirked evilly. He reached into his apron and started playing with his cock a little. “Hmmm Now how to pass the time.”

And then suddenly Chad the Demon entered the kitchen. Grogor was at first scared to see him but instead of trying to run, he gripped hold of the handle to the butcher's knife a little harder.

“Dude....” Chad said. And then he turned around, got down on both knees and lay on his arms. “I want you to fuck me up the ass, and spray your load all over my face so I can suck your dick when you're done.”

Grogor raised an eyebrow at this... as did all seven of the Minotaurs who watched with great interest how this was going to play out. Grogor thought a minute then shrugged. “Alright.” And he whipped off the apron and threw it onto the grill where it instantly lit aflame. Grogor got down on his knees, inserted his big Oger cock up into Chad's and started fucking him.

Grogor half expected there to be some sort of catch but Chad was true to his word and let Grogor fuck him up the ass. The Minotaur as they munched away on their dicks were all fixated on Grogor as he gripped hold of the Demon's ass fur like a handle and Chad heaved from the fucking. Grogor grunted as he did so and Chad moaned and purred for him digging his claws into the stone floor.

A short while later Grogor pulled out and started masturbating while Chad turned about still on all fours. He opened his great big Demon mouth and let his big phallic tongue hang off to one side. He stared up with his golden eyes as Grogor looked menacingly down into his. Grogor shot cum right in his mouth, then aimed for his eyes shooting one and then the other.

Chad's tongue whipped up and wrapped around Grogor's dick like a tentacle and helped Grogor jerk himself off. It pulled Grogor's dick inside his mouth and Grogor gripped hold of both of Chad's horns. Grogor began moaning. “OAHHHHH!!!! OHHHHHHH!!!” As Chad did more than just clean him off.

The Mintoaur's were all staring out at him now afraid to blink. Their nuts sacks hung out of each of their mouths in various states of tightness as they chewed. Some were almost done and were fighting to get their nuts in through their mouth holes, while others still had some inches to go and had their sacks flapping against their chin.

Chad pulled back to reveal that his long snake-like tongue had thinned out and slithered down into Grogor's penis, there it forked and was tickling his nuts from the inside. Grogor was crossed, gripping hold of Chad's horns tighter, and twisting one leg around. “GRUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Grogor let out as Chad sucked his nuts out with a crazy straw.

All of the Mintoaurs now had their nuts stuffed up into their cheeks and were fighting to chew through the last of their cheesy goodness. Chad eyed them with annoyance and rose his hand up onto the table. There he waved it across the line of Mintoaur and each of their mouth zippers zipped tightly shut, all of their belts suddenly came alive and bound their mouths shut much tighter than they had been before, even the large one that slipped down through the nose ring was shut. And even the zippers to their eyes zipped shut. “EMMMMMM!!!!” The Mintoaur's all cried out.

“No.” Grogor said panting. “I want them to watch!”

Chad obeyed. And as he motioned his hand the other direction, all of their eye holes unzipped. “EMM!??” The Minotaur's all grunted and looked around.

Grogor pushed Chad's head back which took some doing. Chad fought back and there was some suction holding his tongue inside his penis. The forked ends to Chad's tongue squirmed and tickled the whole way out. “Oowwwwww.” Grogor shivered.

Chad looked up at him and let his tongue sit out the side of his mouth. “Was I a good boy?”

Grogor gave him a pat on the head. “You, Were, Fan, Tastic.”

Chad wagged his ass a little and breathed like a dog with his tongue going in and out.

Next Grogor turned to the Minotaurs. All seven of them stared out at him with their leather bound and gagged heads. They all started bobbing their heads up and down as each assumed they were the one Grogor was going to let out. “Now let's see, which one of you swallowed your nuts first?”

And then all of them began nudging their heads about about as if to say it was them.

Grogor frowned. “Hmmm, What's that you say?” And he gripped his hands on the table to lean over the table and listen better.

“EMMM EMMM EMMMM EMMMMM!!!” They all moaned out trying to all speak at once.

“You'd all rather say sealed up inside your rune stone?” Grogor said.

All of the Minotaurs gave Grogor a confused look. And all of them began shaking their heads from left to right. “EMMMM EMMMMM!!!! EMMMMM EMMMMMM!!!!”

“And you go on to say that you want me to grind each of your runes into dust so you can stay hanging out in that sex swing, and getting fucked up the ass, Forever!?”

All the Minotaurs shook their heads more forcefully from left to right. Their eyes were as wide as they could go, and they moaned as loudly as they could. “EMMMM EMMMMM!!!! EMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMM!!!! EMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM!!!!! EMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMM!!!!”

“Owww,” Chad purred. “I think they love that idea. I know where there's a rune grinder, and the blades are mighty sharp.” He said, with his cock stiffening and oozing out a stead stream of precum onto the floor.

“EMMMM EMMMMM!!!! EMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMM!!!! EMMMMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM!!!!! EMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMM!!!!” The Minotaurs moaned.

Grogor stood up and put his fists to his hips. “Well alright then, if that's really is what you all want.” And then he held up a judgmental finger. “But only if you're good.”

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Minotaurs moaned out and would not stop moaning, so Chad waved his hand again and each of their eyes zipped shut. The Minotaurs quieted down a little but were now shifting their leather bound heads about as if struggling to get free.

Chad rose. Then he stared down into Grogors eyes, his massive demon cock poked him right in the gut and Grogor's cock came to lock swords with his. Grogor stared dreamily down in his eyes. “I love the way you cooked their dick.... and then he went down and pecked a kiss on Grogor's cheek.

Grogor blushed a little. “If you like...” Grogor said, not quite sure what to do with himself. “I could cook your dick up for you...”

Chad's heart raced. His blood boiled. He breathed heavily. And finally he said. “I'd think I'd like that... very much.”

Grogor grinned and raised a seductive eye.

XIV.

“Why is this place forbidden?” Dark asked, as they walked.

Rad shrugged. “Honestly, I don't know. This is near all the crypts where the undead used to hang out but they haven't been awake in decades. Probably best we don't disturb them.”

Dark made a noise of boredom.

They had been walking for quite some time. Signs were posted on the caves labeling each crypt, and then a warning about how forbidden it was. Thankfully these places were not on their path. A good hour later though they finally came to a strange opening. The path way here seemed to be a split level with the next cavern over. The path opened up into a stone bridge that lead across the roof tops of what Rad knew as the Forbidden city. Much to Rad's surprise, there were not guards blocking their path as there usually were.

“Where are all the guards?” Rad asked.

Dark continued on without him.

“Hay wait up!” Rad yelled rushing for him.

Up ahead the bridge connected to the upper courtyard of a sort of underground castle. “What the hell is this place?” Rad asked.

Beside them both there was a series of upward pointing windows, like the top of a greenhouse. Rad went over to have a look and Dark, tired of walking, went over to join him. They could hear something strange down below. It was like laughter but the tone was soft, soothing, and enchanting to the ear. There was splashing too.

Dark and Rad peered down into the large indoor swimming pool room, and both of their eyes lit up wide open. Rad gasped. “What Are Those!?!?”

And down in the pool swam at least a hundred naked women, each with as smooth and fair a body as the next.

“What the fuck kind of Monsters are they?!?!” Rad gasped, then, leaning too much of his weight on the pain of glass, fell through the window taking Dark plummeting down with him.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” Rad and Dark screamed. SPLASH!!!!

The enchanting sounds of the girls giggling, splashing as they swam and stroked about, and the intelligent harp playing came to an abrupt stop as all eyes fell on the new comers.

“GUAHHH!!!” Rad gasped out, gripping hold of Dark for support as the two swam up to the surface for air. They looked around at all the naked females who were staring at them.

“Goodness me,” One girl said. “A Man!” Another shouted. “Two Men!” “Awww the one looks like a kitty, how cute!” “I want that one!”

Rad didn't know what these creatures were but he liked them. He grinned with his worldly smile and said, boasting, “Well there's plenty of me to go around.”

The girls were all about to either get in the pool or swim over when suddenly the main doors to the room kicked open. Rad and Dark both turned and frowned. Standing there was a particularly disgusting and haggard-looking toll of a women with a particularly hairy mole on her upper lip. The Martin took one discerning look down at Rad and Dark and scoffed. Then she clapped her hands twice in the air hard enough to echoed in the great hall. “Eunuchs!!!”

The girls all backed away and made for the exit of the room. “Hay! Where, where are you all going!?” Rad cried.

And out from behind each of the great pillars that lined the pool emerged a Giant. Each was heavily armored in heavy metal and notable lacked the huge, enormous cock Giants were so well known for having. They stared out of their helms with a lifeless gaze, towering over all others in the room. Each of their suits of armor was elegant in design, decorative with jewels, and ornate flourishes. And each seemed to represent an animal.

“Uhhh....” Rad said. “Shit.” And he took a deep breath then sank beneath the water.

Dark scoffed believing Rad was going to run. “Humph, thanks a lot.” And he swam over to the shallow end to get a better footing on things. There he held out his claymore and took to his battle stance.

Four of the Giants eyed him evilly. The tiger, the elephant, the whale, and the cobra leaped into the water which was knee high on them, and chest high to Dark. The tiger carried a sword that was almost as large as Dark's claymore. He stabbed the water and Dark rushed to dodge. The cobra stabbed at him with his trident and Dark leaped up into the tiger's sword. Dark was lifted out of the water as the tiger raised his blade and Dark leaped right for his head stabbing his claymore right through the eye socket. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The tiger screamed as it fell over backward.

Dark landed on the edge of the pool and quickly leaped again as the whale slammed his war hammer down, breaking the tiles.

From behind, the unicorn lunged at Dark with two enormous daggers... if you could call them that. He aimed low and Dark struck his head hard enough to slice off his decorative horn.

Rad suddenly burst out of the water, leaping a good dozen feet or so into the air before landing on the side. “Haha!” He said as though preforming a trick. Then was immediately grabbed by the elephant and eagle and taken prisoner. “What Hay! Let me Go!”

The ugly matron scoffed at him as the elephant and hawk dragged Rad past her. “Feed this one to the lions.” She said triumphantly, then was interrupted as the whale screamed out in agony.

Dark had stabbed the unicorn's horn through a weak spot in his throat, and now took on the unicorn and dog at once. The dog fought with a metal chain which he'd whipped around Dark's claymore and held it at bay. “Let go of my sword you bastard! GRUAHHHHHHHHH!!!” Dark yelled as the dog whipped the chain around and threw Dark clear across the pool to the other side along with his claymore which had come loose of the chain.

The cobra moved in from one side and around came a scorpion who brandished a battle made. The scorpion slammed his mace against Dark's sword hard enough to knock it free of his hand. It flew up into the air and splashed down into the pool. “Dam It!” Dark yelled. And then the cobra swung his armored tail around striking Dark in the back with its blades and sending him splashing down into the pool, bleeding.

The scorpion leaped down into the water after him and held him beneath the surface.

“Blurb Blub blub blub blub blub” Dark shouted as air escaped him. The scorpion was bent down over him, practically kneeling. Dark kicked the release clamp off of the scorpion's crotch plate, then slammed his foot square into the scorpion's balls, only.... He kicked again, then again then again, and all he got out of the big fella was a wider grin on his face.

'Oh right, eunuchs.' Dark remembered. And then he ran his claymore up through the scorpions head, killing him instantly.

“GUAHHHHHHH!!!” Dark gasped finally catching a breath of air.

The cobra, unicorn, and dog each glanced at one another as if deciding who should take him on next. The ugly martin at the door look annoyed by this. “Don't just stand there. Kill Him!” She hissed.

Elsewhere in the castle, an iron door swung open. The Lions heads all rose up to see who was there. The elephant and the hawk gripped Rad by the shoulders and threw him into the cell. “What hay!” Rad stumbled to the floor and found he was face to face with a female lion... a real one! Not like the humanoid morphs they had in the other levels. The giants slammed the iron door to the prison cell shut. Rad leaped up and rush over to you. “Wait! You can't do this to me! I! I! I....” His heart raced and he turned to the room of hungry lionesses. Three of them were eyeing him eagerly, licking their jaws, and growling as they each took a side. “Nuh nuh nuh nice kitty.” Rad said as he fell to his knees.

Back at the pool, Dark had the chain wrapped around the Dog's neck and was riding him wildly as he swung his claymore around. The unicorn and cobra both tried to grab at him but Dark swung his mighty sword around and severed the cobra's hand off right through his armor. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Cobra screamed falling to his knees. The dog too collapsed to the floor having been strangled by the chain, and with that Dark leaped up and stabbed the unicorn right through the gut.

The ugly matron looked at the heap of corpses bleeding out and turning the pool blood read. “Worthless idiots!”

The hawk and elephant rejoined her just in time. They were the last two of her giants armored guards. “How is this possible?” She said to herself. “That this man can cut you down so easily.” And she turned to the hawk and elephant. “You two! Grow some balls and defeat this man!”

The elephant went and picked up the war hammer and headed towards Dark's position at the back of the pool. Meanwhile the hawk held out his arm and aimed it right at him. There was a bang and out shot a stream of arrows. Dark lunged behind the unicorn's corps as it became riddled with arrows.

The hawk reloaded, and the elephant went in to make his move. “GRUAHHHHHH!!!” He grunted putting all his weight down as he struck. Dark leaped out of the way, then pounced up on the elephant's tusks. The elephant leaped back swinging the battle mace into his own shoulder and was throw back by the blow. Dark had leaped onto the other tusk and gripped hold as the elephant stumbled.

The ugly matron stared up at the hawk. “What are you waiting for? Fire!”

The elephant's head rose up. “Hmm!?!?”

The Hawk aimed right for Dark who was clinging to the elephant's head. The elephant stuck out a pleading hand and grunted. “EMMMMMMMM!!!!!” And the hawk fired a blast of twenty or so arrows right into him.

Dark had leaped out of the way again. He was coming round sword gripped in both hands. He was running right for the ugly women. Her eyes widened. She looked desperately back up at the hawk. He was reloading! “What are you doing? Fire again! Fire Again I say! Do it! Do it!”

“GRUAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Dark yelled then swung around with his mighty claymore aimed right across the ugly women's throat, and as he kept on turning he came around and released his mighty sword into the air, impaling all six and a half feet of it through the hawk's neck.

The ugly women gasped. Her necklace of decorative pearls exploded into a rain of dancing beads that fell over everything. She clutched her throat gasping. She cried, still gasping... and then she removed her hands to look and see that in fact there was no blood there at all. Her heart skipped a beat.

Dark retrieved his blood stained sword. Then he came over to the ugly women and picked up the end of her frilly matron dress. He used it to clean of his claymore then demanded, “What the hell have you done with my friend?”

Back at the prison cell, the iron door swung open. Dark stared in and smirked. There in the middle of the heap of lionesses laid Rad who had his head against one, as another lay on top of one of his legs. The other leg hung over one as yet another gripped hold of his foot with her paws and was licking it clean. Rad gave out a less than manly murmur. “Hhheeehhhhh.”

Dark laughed. “Why am I not surprised.”

Rad slowly made his way out of the pile of hungry lions, though they really didn't want to let him go. He was their new toy, and his busy mane of curly dark hair reminded them so much of a male lion, which they had not seen in ages, poor things. In his place, Dark shoved in the ugly women and slammed the door closed on her. The lions did not treat her with as much affection.

Even Rad commended after he'd done it. “That was a little mean.”

“So was trying to kill us. Now let's go.” Dark said.

Rad stopped dead in his tracks. “Dark, Wait. Hold on a second. You're really going to go around looking like that?”

Dark stopped a moment and glanced around at himself. Just up ahead there happened to be a full length mirror on the wall and Dark saw what Rad meant. He was wearing a tattered, ripped, and torn, blood soaked, black leather gimp suit. “I see what you mean.” And then he kept going on his way. “But I haven't found an armory here to change into anything better so it will have to do for now.”

“Have to do!?” Rad said bugging out a big. “Dude you're gonna go up against Shooting Star and he's not going to know whether to fight you or flog you.”

Dark smirked but he didn't let Rad see.

They made their way back up to the bridge they had been crossing. Much to Rad's surprise though they did not once encounter any of the naked girls again. There were no signs of anybody down here in fact. Not a one. The city and this castle seemed deserted as though they all rushed to hide within a panic room somewhere. And as they left the main floors, Rad started to wonder if they hadn't all been ghosts or something strange like that... That's when they came across a mural on the wall depicting a fantastic orgy scene. Male Demons of all sins and creeds were engaged in a violent, blood soaked orgy, tearing the “virgins” as Rad translated that the girls were called, in half as they rapped and fucked them into a bloody pulp. Other murals on other walls they passed showed the “virgins” giving birth to the next generation of hell spawn.

And then there was this last mural that caught even Dark's eye. It was of a mighty warrior being held down by demons as they rapped him upon an alter. Rad read the translation aloud. “Bound in cloth soaked in blood, sweat, tears, and cum, the leather bound champion will be offered as a sacrifice.” And there was one other word there but Rad chose not to say it aloud.

Most haunting about the mural was probably the depiction of a massive claymore in the background... though really everything not in the foreground was mostly in silhouette so it was hard to say just how far back and what size it should be. It could very easily be just a cross on the hill... of a cave under ground.

As they left the mural behind Rad couldn't help but wonder if this was a story, just a pretty work of art, or prophecy of things to come.

As for the word Rad had decided not to read. It might have been the symbol for Dragon Slayer... as in The Dragon Slayer.

XV.

“OAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Chad the Demon squealed out in delight. Grogor the Ogre, the Minotaurs and he were all still in the kitchen. Grogor had Chad's wrists and neck locked through the same heavy wooden stockade as he'd had the Minotaur's wear their first run through the maze. Chad's ankles were both locked through a stockade as well, which made movement tricky but he hopped along easily enough.

Grogor had one an oven mitt and was jerking Chad the Demon off. His cock was otherwise far too hot to touch. “Ohhh yeah!!! YEAH!!! YEAH!!!! Get that one!!! GET THAT ONE!!!!” He moaned out.

Grogor was stroking his big Demon dick off so he shot steaming hot loads of cum right at the Minotaur runes. “EMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Minotaur's moaned, but that only made it more exciting for him.

Grogor used Chad's dick like a club and smacked it against the Minotaur runes he'd already shot flat. Inside the rune stones, each smack sounded as though a wrecking ball were smashing against the walls. The sex swings shook and trembled. And the scared Minotaur's all believed their runes were being ground into dust. Then whenever Chad had to cum, he'd wave his hand and unzip their eyes so they got an head on view of Chad's cock blasting cum all over their rune stone.

“EMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” The Minotaur's would all cry out, shaking their heads NO NO!!!! For every bash of Chad's cock or squirt of red hot cum could crack the rune enough to break the portal and trap them here forever.

Eventually Chad had cum on all seven of the Minotaur runes and Grogor directed him on to some other delights. The kitchen happened to be equipped with a table vice.... because Grogor suspected this place doubled as a workshop or perhaps it was used to crush the bones of certain creatures. Whatever the case he slipped Chad's nuts inside and turned the rod until they were clamped shut around Chad's, now squishy, Demon balls!

Chad gritted his teeth by the pain.

Grogor began smacking him in the ass with a wooden paddle. He did this until he'd gotten the Demon's red ass a much brighter shade of red. And then he offered the paddle up to Chad's mouth so he could use it as a bite stick.

Grogor then unbolted the table vice from the table and let its full weight hang down on Chad's nuts. “EMMMM!!!!” Chad groaned out. And then Grogor fiddled with some keys to unlock the stockades from Chad's wrists and ankles.

Chad reached down to touch himself and grab hold of the table vice and relieve the weight on his nuts some, but Grogor had a leather flogger and struck him across the hands. “No!” The Ogre shouted. “I want to ride you first. Get down on all fours.”

Chad bit into the wooden paddle and did as he was told. Now on his hands and knees, Grogor got up on top and grabbed hold of Chad's horns. Chad's cock was aiming almost straight down at the floor, (and long enough to touch it!) from the wight of the table vice baring down on his nuts.

Grogor kicked him in the sides. “Mush!” Chad crawled along the kitchen floor and Grogor steered him with his horns. He barked out commands like, “That way!” “Faster!” “Slower!” “Back up a little!” And then as they passed by the fridge, Grogor kicked him in the sides again. “Woah Boy!”

Chad stopped and panted. Grogor was heavy but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. The clamping jaws of the table vice and it's weight however were seriously baring down on him though.

Grogor had his head in the fridge and rummaged around for something to drink. He found a carton of milk and guzzled it down. Then something on the label caught his eye. It was a picture of the Centaur the Orcs had tied up and rapped, and then later on Chad had fucked and castrated. The message read “Artemis: Missing since the last Waxing Moon. Height 10'4” Long Black Hair.” Grogor chuckled. Long Black Hair meant the Orcs had shaved him before stringing him up. And the last Waxing Moon was four weeks ago!”

Chad was fighting the straight to maintain himself up right as Grogor amused himself. Finally Grogor returned the empty carton to the fridge and kicked Grogor's sides again. “Alright! You ready to get your dick cut off?” Chad gulped.

A minute later, Chad was standing up right with his hands behind his head. He was still biting down on the wooden paddle, which Grogor was now using like a spice rack. He had Chad's nuts pulled way down and shut in the oven door. Grogor actually had a reason for letting the table vice stretch his nuts out. Grogor had injected them with red hot cheese just like he'd done with the Minotaurs. The rest of Chad's big long Demon Cock was pressed down on the griddle. The chefs here used bricks wrapped in tin foil to heat up on the grill so they could place them down on meat and make them cook faster. Grogor had Chad's dick covered in flaming hot bricks and cranked the heat way up.

Chad dug his fangs all the way through the wooden paddle. He had this intensity in his eyes. All those years being locked away in that rune stone had turned him into a kinky bastard to the extreme. Cum shot out the end of his cock and flowed through his penis with enough vigor that the pulsing knocked some of the bricks off.

Grogor went in with a salt shaker and sprinkled it onto his open wounds.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” Chad moaned out.

Grogor then replaced the bricks with new ones he'd been heating up on a side burner.

“It's a shame I don't have you trapped in a rune stone like all of them.” Grogor said. “I'd have had you on that rotisserie and all battered up so good.” And he licked his lips. “Oohhhh if only I had you that way... I'd have chopped off your dick and eaten it right in front of you, using your rune stone as the plate.”

Chad's dick started belching out more cum all over the burners from the thought Grogor had put in his head. “OAHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Chad winced. He was gripping his horns now, standing on edge, as if not quite sure what to do with his hooves as he let this happen. Not long after though, Grogor came up with a butcher's knife and removed all the bricks from Chad's cock. They opened the oven to let his balls out and Grogor held the blade up to Chad's throat as he directed the Demon to turn around and place his nuts on the table.

Grogor then went to work directing the Minotaurs to stick all of their snouts up out of the portals to their rune stones. They played along in an attempt to “be good.” Grogor put them in an oval shape and laid a tray over them, which already had the hoagie bun split open on it.

Chad started to sweat. He was panting. Grogor forced him to put his arms behind his back and hold them there. Then Grogor took the cleaver and began to rub the blade up against under side of Chad's red hot, sizzling cock. “Any last requests?” Grogor asked, eyeing the wooden paddle Chad bit down on between his jaws. His eyes were as wide as they could go, and then something about the stroking of the knife against his cock. It really did it for him and at last he came for the last time he'd ever cum. It squirted out with thick globs of cheese all over the hoagie roll. Grogor grabbed hold of the roll and directed his flow to get a good coating all over the bun.

Chad crossed his eyes as the last of it oozed out. He felt the molten cheese dripping down the vanes on his cock and Grogor shoved on the last of the over-sized onion rings down his shaft as far as could and spaced out as well. Then he added a cold stream of ketchup and another of mustard down the line which tickled Chad's cock enough that he thought as though he might cum again. But Grogor denied him this sensation as he took the butcher knife, and slapped it against the counter, castrating Chad instantly. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Chad cried out but didn't move from his spot at all. He kept his arms behind his back like a good little Demon, and dug his teeth down into the paddle.

Grogor laid Chad's cock down in the bun, and much like the Minotaur cocks, it had the same problem of sticking out several inches on both sides.

Grogor then removed the paddle from Chad's mouth and handed Chad his cock dog right up to him.

Chad bit off the tip and Grogor then nodded that he could use his hands. The Demon brought his hands around and munched away, consuming every last bit of his cock dog before licking his lips and smiling.

There was a moment's pause and finally Grogor breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you.” He said. “Now I can focus entirely on killing.”

Grogor smiled evilly. “You do that. Now put your hands behind your back again.”

Chad didn't know why he did it. Actually he was moment away from simply murdering Grogor, even the dumb Minotaurs could sense that. He obeyed all the same, if only to see what the fat Ogre was going to do.

Grogor scooped up Chad's nuts into a doggy bag, folded the top shut a few times, then placed it into Chad's mouth. Chad took it without biting Grogor's hand off.

Then Grogor smiled evilly. “We'll have to do this again sometime.”

Chad fought the urge to laugh because he might drop his doggy bag to the floor.

Grogor then nodded toward the door. “Now off with yeah.”

Chad obeyed, grinning a wide evil smile the whole way out into the dungeon corridors again. Grogor closed the door behind him but didn't lock it. Chad stood out there a moment snicker a moment, then he went on his way.

A block or so down, he undid his arms from behind his back, and then he took his cheese filled nuts out of the bag and started munching away at them. Something about the way their situation ended. It made him not want to kill Grogor, as if they were somehow friends now... One thing was clear though. Grogor might not be so lucky the next time they meet.

XVI.

Dark and Rad made it through the underground stronghold. It wasn't as abandoned as they had thought it was. A lot of the troops had been called away to deal with a more imposing threat it seemed. The ones that were left posed little threat. And once they had heard Dark had killed “The 8” as they were called, the guards were more than willing to let them walk out of the castle.

One of the Lizard Men guards recognized Rad. They had spent a night together and the Lizard blushed. Rad however, did not recall. “Rad? You're with this monster now?” He said referring to Dark.

Dark didn't appreciate being called a monster and shot the Lizard a look.

Rad smiled as they passed. “Heck yeah! He's gonna go fight Shooting Star and I'm gonna watch!”

The Lizard's eyes widened with surprise. Other soldires who had been hiding behind him all perked their heads up, gossiping. “He's going to what!?” “I think he could do it.” “Not a chance, look what happened to the last three.”

Rad and Dark were out of the castle now and the Lizards were quick to close the towering wooden doors, and barricade it shut. Rad heard as the massive plank of wood slammed shut. “Well that was rude.” Rad commented.

“Don't worry about it.” Dark said carrying his sword over one shoulder.

The cave up ahead began to look strange. It was rounded in places and the stalactites looked more someone had coated swarms of bats in chocolate. They were small and melted-looking. And then Rad's eyes widened as he realized he was looking at a vane of Iron ore, and Shooting Star had melted a hole through it!

The cave lead out into an enormous cavern that stretched on quite a ways. It was like staring down into a valley and the wind blew in one direction. Rad saw as the mouth of the cavern curved upward and likely lead out to the surface. Shooting Star's entrance way into the Dungeon no doubt. Only it curved up in such a way that it looked too steep to climb. “Won't be getting out that way.” Rad said... “Well, You won't be, I can fly. Hehe!”

Rad's laugh echoed through the cave.

“Be quite.” Dark said and drew up his sword.

He was staring out into the pitch black of the cave. Here only the moon light behind them from the Dragon's entrance illuminated things. Dark stood posed for a minute, trying to focus his eyes on any sort of movement in the cave up ahead. The hairs on his neck stood on end, and the pain in his cock was back again. He was desperately in need of release but ignored it. This was not the time, nor place, he'd just have to treat it like an arrow wound and walk it off.

Rad got tired of peering out into the darkness, so he conjured up an energy ball of light and cast it far off into the distance. Almost as soon as he'd done so, the entire cave lit up in a blindingly reflective white light far more intensely than Rad had wanted. “Dam that's bright!” Rad yelled shielding his eyes.

Dark too hid his gaze behind his sword. He couldn't see a god dam thing! “Fucking Rad! What did you do!?” And he turned to slice Rad in half but then he saw a look of wonder flash over Rad's face.

“WOAH!” Rad said in awe.

Dark turned back around.

Rad's ball of light had faded enough to reveal why the cave was so brilliantly illuminated. Shooting Star had bore out his cave into a silver mine. The walls were absolutely glistening in the brilliant metal which Shooting Star had melted down and shaped into vast pillars of elegant design with dragon-like creatures coiled up and around them.

It's now that Dark realized Shooting Star got his name not because of his abilities with fire, but rather because of his excellent beauty. Shooting Star was a Silver Dragon, and was curled up in a sort of nest made out of silver far in the middle his lair.

Shooting Star was curled up in a ball roughly the size of a house. His long reflective wings wrapped over him and hid much of his body from view.

Dark headed in Shooting Star's direction. “Wait here. This won't take long.” He said competently.

Rad gulped, visually comparing the size of Shooting Star to that of Dark. “Somehow, I think you're right.”

The floor to Star's lair was a perfect surface of highly reflective silver. Dark's reflection stared back up at him as he glanced down at it. His heart pounded and his bandages again became wet with sweat. He tried to control his breathing and cautiously stepped towards the sleeping dragon.

Imperfections in the silver floor became visible and Dark saw them for what they were. Past heroes who Shooting Star had blasted with such a tremendous burst of flame that they had melted into the floor and were swept over by waves of molten silver. The half melted skulls and empty eye sockets glanced up at him as soulless voids. Their skeletal arms were all swept back, aiming away from the dragon and froze in that position as the silver hardened back around them.

Shooting Star's breath and breathing emanated from beneath his wings. And suddenly Dark froze as his tail flung out over the side of his nest of silver and fell down limp. Dark eyed it, covered in scales and with a great, enlarged fin at the tip.

Dark stayed there studying the nest a minute and wondered how he was going to scale up it. The Dragon would likely hear him climbing and then there was the matter of finding its head and hoping his sword was sharp enough to cut his neck clean off... and then there was the other issue that Dark had just spotted. From beneath Shooting Star's wing, Dark saw the reflective silver glow of the dragons eyes, he had been spotted.

“Fuck.” Dark said, and bolted, screaming to hide behind one of the pillars. “GUAHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Star's wings unfolded as he got up, revealing his chest perked out. And every weak spot between each one of his scales glowed a burning yellow light like an afternoon sunset. The glow rushed from his belly and shot up through his neck, and Shooting Star's cheeks inflated before his mouth shot open releasing a wall of flame that shot against the ground and splashed up like a tidal wave, wide enough to send fire screaming past both sides of the grand pillar.

Dark had dove behind the pillar sliding much farther than he intended. Silver was slipperier than he expected even while he was wearing silver. He slammed his sword down into the floor creating a massive scrape. Then fought to bring himself more centered behind the pillar. And as he'd noticed yet another one of the skeletal blemishes in the floor, Dark watched as the wall of flame scream over it lasting a good thirty eight seconds of nonstop flame before finally subsiding.

Shooting Star stared at the pillar intently. He puffed out his side fins and flapped them about. Each of their points was as long as a rider's lance and just as sharp. His head fin was extended too making him appear taller. He flicked out his tongue tasting the air and grimmest when he did.

Dark breathed heavily and watched as the floor on both sides of the pillar shimmered. Not only had they melted into liquid but they had expanded too, creating puddles of molten silver that cut off his exit from both sides.

Shooting Star's eyes then both locked onto Rad who was standing a fair distance away up the cave. “YOU.” Shooting Star said. “SMALL ONE”

Even from this distance away, Star's voice was deafening to hear, especially for Rad's heightened senses.

“Uhh Me?” Rad said sounding less than manly... and then his gaze fell on the side cave they had just entered from. Shooting Star shook his head, Yes You.

Rad bowed falling to one knee. “Oh Great and Powerful... And Shiny, Shooting Star... Please accept this, uhh sacrifice. Yeah.”

Shooting Star raised an eyebrow at this. Then he sniffed the air with his nose this time and threw a claw up to cover it. “GUAHHHHH! A SACRIFICE!?!? DID YOU ROLL HIM IN GARBAGE BEFORE BRINGING HIM BEFORE ME?”

Dark frowned from this comment and gave himself a sniff. Then shook his head as he tried to focus on the task at hand.

Rad tried not to laugh, and instead gave a wide grin. He stepped away toward the cave entrance. “Yes He does smell awful Oh Powerful One. Rest Assured The next will not smell as bad! I shell go and tell them that the next shell smell like roses!” Then Rad turned and made a break for the cave. “GUAHHHHH!!!!” Both arms pumping at his sides as he sprinted.

Dark poked his head out from behind the pillar intending to study Star for weaknesses but all he got was a quick glimpse of silver flashing. “Huh? Where'd he go?”

Shooting Star slammed down in front of Rad, blocking his path to the cave, and made such a swift turn that Rad slammed right into the front of his nose. Rad's hooves slid against the stones and shot out both his hands to brace onto Star's nose to prevent from falling down. Rad gave his award winning smile and held it as he backed away in haste. The thing was, Star kept up with him every step of the way, his silver eyes fixed on Star's the whole way as they walked.

“MAYBE I SHOULD SEND HIM BACK AND TAKE YOU INSTEAD!” Star said evilly. And he whipped out his flat dragon tongue basting Rad's abs with spit.

“Hehe!” Rad laughed nervously. “No no, Trust me, you're gonna love him! He loves shiny things too, and I'm sure once you burn him into jerky the smell will go away.”

Rad stumbled back onto the silver floor. Shooting Star lifted his head, licked his lips and was moments away from biting down on him, but then Dark came rushing out from behind the pillar. His mighty claymore in hand he screamed as he ran. “GRUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

Shooting Star's head followed Dark as he ran and got close to him. Rad was staring him him hopeful for a killing blow. But then as Dark got too close, Star merely flicked his tail and send Dark flying through the air back into the cave wall. Dark slammed into the wall and fell flat on his face, still grasping is sword.

Rad watched a good while as Dark remained there motionless. Finally Shooting Star got tired of watching him too and turned his attention back down at Rad. Rad, still looking at Dark hopefully, extended his arm and raised a finger to the dragon. “Wait wait, just give him a minute.” Shooting Star again turned his gaze over to Dark who was still laying where he'd fallen flat on his face and still hadn't moved an inch.

Rad's arm grew tired after a minute and slowly lowered it. He sighed then uttered a word. “Fuck.”

Shooting Star made like he was going to chomp Rad down again, when suddenly Rad's hands glowed with a magical power. Star grimmest, then frowned at the unexpected sensation. “GRUAH!!! GURAH HUHUHUHUHU!?!?!?” He neighed like a horse, and stepped a few yards back. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?”

Rad was up on his feet again, and moved as though he were yanking an invisible rope. He grunted as he talked, and now gritted his teeth from the strain. “If he can't fight you with his sword! GUAHH!!! Then I'm going to fight you with your sword!”

“NO WHAT ARE YOU?!?!” Shooting Star said now crossing his legs.

From within his leather pouch Star felt as his gigantic dragon dick squirmed and fought to get loose. Rad's pulled as though he had a lasso tied around the end of it, and finally it ripped through the clear membrane spilling a pink lubricant all over the place and out flung Star's dragon cock! It was about three times as long as Rad was tall. “Ohhh A big Guy! Well I'm up for the challenge!”

Rad arms then started glowing all the way up to his shoulders, and then still standing a good distance away, made like he had wrapped his arms around a big hefty tree and started jerking. Star's eyes crossed as he curiously felt the actions of Rad jerking his cock off.

After several seconds of this Rad slowed to catch his breath. He glanced up at Star's eyes. Star was panting. “I DIDN'T SAY STOP!” He shouted.

Rad got back to it, get into it this time and said. “I'm gonna make you fill a fucking kiddie pool.”

Shooting Star was making his O face.

A short time later Dark awoke with a splitting headache. “Oh man.” And then he looked up to see a massive pool of liquid. “More silver?” And then turned his head to see Rad standing there in front of Shooting Star's silver nest.

Shooting Star had his mouth around a massive 30 foot tall bond that was made entirely out of silver. Rad was there holding a tree branch that was lit ablaze over the intake as the dragon took a massive hit. His cheeks puffed up full of smoke. This reminded Dark of when he'd shot fire at him. Star aimed his head down at Rad and Dark shouted. “Rad Get Out Of There!!!”

Shooting Star held it a moment then engulfed Rad in a 38 second long blast of pot smoke that was so thick, it had turned Rad's figure into just a dark silhouette.

The smoke cleared and Rad came out of it looking enlightened. His eyes were not only as wide as they could go, they were as dilated as physically possible. “.... WOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!” Rad yelled, his head slowly drifting up as if he could see the stars.

Dark stormed over to them. “What do you think you're doing!?”

Shooting Star glanced down at him. He spoke now in a voice that was much lower but just as deep. “Hay man be cool.” He said.

“Yeah!!!! Be Cool Man!!!” Rad said, barely able to stand.

Star then motioned to Rad and locked his lips around the immense bond made of pure silver again.

Rad got the hint and quickly grabbed hold of the burning tree branch. “Oh Right! One sec!” And he held the branch up again.

Dark stared on at them in disbelief. He was gripping his sword tighter than ever thinking here was his chance. While the dragon is high out of his mind and distracted. He listened as the bong bubbled away. Rad was swaying to and fro looking out of it, relaxed and humming as if he didn't realize the mortal danger he was in.

Star's head reared back. Dark's moment had come, he rushed for the dragon sword in hand and screamed. “GUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”

Star lowered his head, aimed it right at Dark and his mouth shot open blasting out a wall of smoke the whole way out as Dark ran at him screaming, screaming..... screaming less so.... not screaming at all, then not running at all... slowed to more of a jog, then a casual walk.... and finally the smoke cleared. Star and he were now nose to nose. Dark then collapsed, bracing himself on Star's nose. “WOAH!!!” Dark let out, feeling great about the world. And then Star nudged him to the side, still bothered by the smell. Dark fell onto his back and looked at his hands in double then triple vision as he waved them about.

Rad crawled over to him on all fours. “Dude! Are you okay?”

Dark spoke very fast and suddenly had a lot to say for once. “Course I'm okay, why wouldn't' I be? I'm fine. Now back away you bother me. Where's my sword. And he got to his knees. WHERE THE HELL IS MY SWORD!!!!” and then he found it still clutched in his right hand. “Oh Good!” he fell back relieved. And then suddenly he realized he was high out of his mind.

The three of them sat there exchanging stories a while as Shooting Star did more hits from his bong and kept blowing the smoke in their direction. Then at one point Dark heard the silver coated chard remains of one of the heroes Star had killed come alive and say, “Hay give me some of that!” Which didn't actually happen but for some reason both Rad and Star heard it too.

“No It's my Pot!” Star said clutching his bong close to him.

“You You You You You,” Rad kept repeating as he walked over to Star's fin tail and started petting it. “You ought to share that stuff man. Don't be, don't be, don't be..... Don't be hogging it all.” And he suddenly realized he could untold the fins out like a sale and became distracted by it.

Star in a moody motion shot his long neck and head the other direction. “No.” And he said very poudy. “It's mine.”

And then the three of them watched as a whole army of undead boney hands reached up form the killing field that was Star's silver floor. “Give us! Share and Share alike! Come on Don't hold out! Give me my fix!” They all started clutching into the air.

Dark stood up with his claymore and began slicing off all of their arms. “GRUAHHHHHHHH!!!! GURHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! GRUAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” Really though he was just swinging at the air.

Their conversation turned into reenactments of the events so far. Rad had zipped Dark's mouth shut and he stood up right with his arms crossed. “So he was locked like this inside an iron coffin.... like a worm on a fishing rod... and I was the fish!” Rad suddenly believed he might in face be a fish and started to swim around as Dark just stood there up right struggling and squirming as though he were still locked in that coffin.

Shooting Star looked on intently. Then suddenly he got up. “I Got the Munchies. I got to go out and eat a whole heard full of cattle, excuse me.”

“Wait!” Rad yelled. And much to his surprise, Star stopped. “Can we come?”

Cut to Dark and Rad riding on top of Shooting Star's back as they soared through the night sky. Dark had his mighty claymore extended out as though he were riding into battle. Rad stood up, attempting to surf but fell backward thankfully grabbing hold of the fin on Star's tail where he road the rest of the way.

They landed in a field not far from the city and Dark and Rad both barged into a bar demanding snacks as Shooting Star ate a whole field full of cattle. The humans in the bar looked on in horror as Dark the Dragonslayer, who they recognized from his enormous sword walked in, in full bondage gear with his cock in a leather sheath and with his man whore falling over him. They loaded up on bags of chips, (chips having recently been invented the previous autumn), paid in pure silver which was enough to buy a whole kingdom and exited the small shop as mysteriously as they had came.

“Where did we leave our dragon?” Rad asked.

Both Dark and Rad looked around and then found Shooting Star parked with his neck to the ground right beside where everyone else at the bar had parked their horses. They mouthed his neck and Shooting Star launched off into the air leaving a town full of people gaping in wonder looking up at the night sky.

Returning to Shooting Star's cave, Rad and Dark both had their fill of food. The night turned into one of fun and laughter.

“Oh that stuff was great!” Dark said. “Did you get it from a Black Dragon?”

Star stared at him evilly. “Dude! That is raciest!”

“Yeah Man!” Rad added, pointing an accusing finger.

“And yes I did.” Star answered. Then smoked the last of his stash with Rad's assistance. He blew smoke out onto the both of them. And both inhaled deeply.

“You guys have been great.” Star said. “Really Thank you for coming! You don't know what it's like. The last time I was with a girl dragon was over 400 years ago.”

Rad suddenly looked sad. He started crying and fell to his knees. “Oh my god.... I, I am so so sorry.” Tears streamed down his chin then he grabbed Dark's cock sheath like a handle and pulled him close. “If only we'd gotten here sooner!!!” He sniffled.

“Well I guess we should be heading on our way.” Dark said and then he waved goodbye.

Rad then drew a circle with some magical symbols in it on the floor. “So if you ever feel like getting off again. You call me! I'm serious! Call me! You just draw this symbol and add a little magic then POOF!!!”

Star hid his head beneath his wing as Rad yelled POOF, then peeked from under it.

“And then I'll appear!”

Star's eyes widened. “WOW!!! That's crazy.” And then he studied the demonic writing in the circle. He could read old demonic. “Your real name is Preston?”

Rad's eyes widened. He threw a finger up to his lips. “SHUSH!!!! shush shush shush!!!! Keep that on the DOWN LOW!!!”

Dark was a few yards away now. He called over to Rad. “Yo Preston, let's go.”

Rad pressed his hand to his four head. “Awww now see what you did. Now all the mortal know.”

Rad caught up to Dark and the two walked through the side cave to head back to the underground stronghold. “What a great guy.” Dark said.

“Yeah Star's the best.” Rad said.

“I can't believe I was going to cut his head off.” Dark said... then realizing he didn't want to anymore.,. not that dragon at least. “Huh?”

XVII.

The walk back to the underground stronghold took Dark and Rad a bit out of their haze. They were no longer feeling quite as high on life and slowly came back to normal.

Much to Rad's surprise, the main gates and wooden doors they guards had barricaded shut, opened upon their arrival. They were ushered in and directed back up to the main bridge level where they could get back to lower Dungeon City where all the Beholders hung out.

There were no signs of the Virgins but the stronghold was now filled with an odd sort of throat chanting. They didn't know which room it came from but it seemed to be coming from behind the walls.

Dark whipped out his claymore again and said. “Stay behind me.”

Rad nodded and followed him as they went up the steps and found themselves out on the bridge level again. They passed the window they had fallen through the first time and were out on the bridge itself. And there as if fate had guided them stood Chad the Demon. He was posed in an aggressive stance, eyes glowing, fangs drawn, claws extended and with that same murderous grin on his face he only showed to the people he was about to kill.

“A Demon.” Dark said, studying him a moment.

And then from out of nowhere came a cultist wrapped in an ordinary black robe. He glanced over at Rad and nodded. Dark thought it odd, and went to turn to see why. That's when Rad slammed his hoof into the back of Dark's head, knocking him out instantly. Dark fell to the ground muttering his name. “Rad d d.....?” And as his eyes closed he saw as Rad stood over him grinning.

Dark's eyes shot open. “RAD!!!!” he screamed, but giving a precursory glance Rad was no where to be found. Dark's arms were bound up tightly between two posts atop a stage directly over an alter with some demonic symbol dug out in it with deep winding grooves. Standing before him, the room was filled with monsters of all races. Lizards, Boars, Pig Men, Goat Men, Lions, Tigers, Beholders, Cyclopses, Giants, Centaur's, Ogres, Incubi, Wolves, and Orcs... lots and lots of Orcs. All of them were wearing black hoods and were passing around a bowl of boner pills... not that many of them needed it. Their dicks were all still hard from before and many of them had their cocks sticking straight out through their robes.

The Cultist stood before a podium addressing his flock. “As Was Foretold Long Ago!” And he began gesturing to the various murals in the room. Candles brightened beside them as they were pointed out. “The rebirth of a demon!” Chad the Demon stood beside it. “The Sacrifice, Bathed in Blood, Sweat, Cum, and Piss!” All eyes fell on Dark who realized the sacrifice was him.

“What? NO!!!” Dark screamed and struggled to break free. Both of his ankles were locked through a stockade.

And then the Cultist ended by pointing to the last mural. “And the coming of a shooting star!” He said gesturing to a portrait that was literately just the night sky with a shooting star in it.

Rad finally made his prescience known in the crowd. He bellowed out into a world of laughter. “Oh He was Cumming All Right!!!”

Everyone ignored him.

“Rad!!! YOU!!! What the Fuck!?!? You Bastard!!!” Dark yelled.

Rad was still cracking up with laughter though to answer. He was in a fit of giggles over how the prophecy or the painter got the “Cumming of a Shooting Star” wrong.

The Cultist preached on. “Centuries ago, fate was put into motion! All of the Demons were imprisoned within the rune stones. Those stones were then ground up and used to fill the hourglasses, knowing that one day, the sand would fall back into their original shape.” And he glanced over at Chad who was eyeing the crowd looking as though he were going to murder them. “The chosen one has come! Fate has spoken! This Demon will now rape the Sacrifice!”

“WHAT!?!?” Dark yelled.

“His seed and the blood will spill down, filling the alter with his spawn. Then all of your shell join in and partake of the Sacrifice as well!”

“WHAT!!!!!!!!” Dark yelled again! He started eyeing all of their grinning faces. Beholders were licking their cocks, Giants were grinning and giving themselves a stroke, and everyone else was gritting their fangs up at him.

“And Then!” The Cultist went on. “He shell spawn with Six Hundred and Sixty Six of the finest Virgins and they shell bring a new age of darkness that will sweep across, THE WORLD!!!!”

“YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” The Crowd of Monsters all cheered out, raising their fists in the air, throwing their black robes to the wind and letting their rock hard cocks all swing out.

And during their defining screams, Chad the Demon suddenly walked over to the Cultist and whispered something into his ear. No one could really hear what it was but it was clear the Cultist looked mad. “YOU ATE IT!!?!?!?!?!?” He screamed eyeing Chad vengefully.

Grogor the Ogre was among those in the crowd and chuckled madly while licking his lips.

The Cultist suddenly started punching and kicking Chad with his feeble, frail, little hands and feet. He was only tall enough to lightly thrash Chad's lower thigh. “Ehhh Ehhh Ehhhh, You Fool!!! YOU DAM FOOL!!! DECADES down the drain!”

Chad leaned down to whisper something else.

The Cultist really lost it after that. “YOU WERE HUGRY!!!! HUNGRY!!!!! I HAVE HALF A MIND TO TRAP YOU BACK IN THAT FUCKING DOOR STOP YOU CRAWLED OUT O'GLAUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Chad got tired of the old man's tongue being inside his mouth. So he sliced open the Cultists's throat, reached in with two fingers, pulled it out of his mouth, then made him eat it.

“GUAHHH!!!!!” The Cultist choked, clutching his throat so his tongue wouldn't fall out again. He fell to his knees and began coughing up blood all over the place.

Chad studied him a moment while he died. As he did this, members of the crowd all started fucking one another. There was a conga-line of Centaur's all riding each other up the ass as they moved around the crowd, many of them lifting up smaller creatures so they could blow them off or offer rides while they jacked off onto their back. A Beholder started 69ing with a Giant. As the Wolves all pounced upon the Tigers to establish dominance. There were Cyclopses eating each other out as the Ogres took hold of the Incubi, Goats, Pig Men and other small creatures, pulling them down onto their dicks as they fucked them on the floor.

Dark gritted his teeth and fought to get his wrists free. A band of Orcs climbed up onto the stage. “Well What do We Got Here?” One Orc said holding a finger up to Dark's mouth. Dark clamped his teeth over it and bit it off. “AHHHHHHH!!!!” The Orc yelled clutching his hand. The Orc eyed Dark's leather cock sheath evilly and pulled out his Scimitar. “That Not Very Nice.”

“Get the hell back!” Dark yelled. Two of the Orcs came in from the sides. “I'm warning you!” Dark yelled biting out at them. One Orc managed to zip his one eye shut, the other managed to zip his mouth shut. “NO EMM MURMPHHHHHH!!!!!” Dark moaned as he was gagged. He thrashed about trying to rip free.

The main Orc with the Scimitar inched forward to grab hold of Dark's balls. Dark saw him coming through the eye hole he'd made in the mask. He let his arms bare all of his weight, then kicked his legs high up into the air before kicking them out. His ankles fell on the Orc's shoulders, the wooden stockade behind his head. Dark crouched again, mashed the Orc's head into his taint and split the stockade in two.

The Orc fell to the ground, knocked out cold. Dark still had the stockade locked around his ankles but now it was in two pieces with lots of sharp splintered wood between them. The next Orc went in to help and Dark kicked him in the side, ramming about a thousand jagged wooden spikes into his side. “AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” The Orc cried falling onto Dark's arm, before sliding off to join his friend on the floor.

Dark eye the third Orc who was studying the situation. Slowly he came around to Dark's rear. So far so good. He saw there was no slit to gain entry to Dark's ass hole, so he knelt down to pick up the Scimitar. As he did, Dark sprung both legs on the Orc's wrist, clamping the wooden spikes down like a bear trap. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!” The Orc cried out. Dark heaved him forward once again hanging by his arms. The Orc still gripped hold of the Scimitar and seemed unable to let go. The poor Orc followed as Dark directed his blade up to the ropes and began cutting his arm free. The Orc was crying out in agony, bracing his arm as Dark forced him to cut through the rope.

The Orgy raged on with the crowd of horny monsters now pulling out the big toys. The Centaurs were slowly being strung up one by one on fuck swings for the masses to have their way with. The Lion and Tiger Men were now getting sucked off by the Wolves. Incubi were just aiming their hands out at random causing men to cum all over each other. One of the Giants blasted a load right into a Beholder's eyes. The Beholder responded by blasting an eye beam back at him that turned the Giant into stone. And then the Beholder started polishing the Giant's stone dick with his great big tongue; though made of stone, he was still able to polish the cum out of him. The Ogres had taken to mummifying all of the Lizard Men up in cloth and using them like sponges, while the Pig Men were all bound up in leather straight jackets with their legs tied together.

Dark was free. He grabbed hold of the Scimitar, cut his other arm loose and then broke both of the locks to his stockade. “Now where the fuck is my sword?” He said. And as he eyed the orgy around him, he came to find it. Chad the Demon was holding it. “You give that back.” He said angrilly.

Chad grinned. “I bit mine off, so I thought I'd take yours.” He said, and the two started circling around the alter. Chad with Dark's Claymore, and Dark with the Scimitar.

Chad looked down at Dark's 12 inch cock sheath and said, “You got a tiny sword.”

Dark rushed for him, “Yeah, Let Me Know How it Tastes! GRUAHHHHHHHH!!!”

Chad swung the Claymore making a fantastic SWOOSH!!!! as the blade broke through the air. Dark knew well enough to duck and dodge. Chad decapitated a Centaur who's head rolled off onto the floor, but that didn't make the Ogre stop fucking it at all.

Dark rammed the Scimitar rip into Chad's gash, leaving only the handle sticking out where Chad's penis used to be. Chad looked down at him unphased by this. His teeth extended and he chomped down. Dark leaped back. Chad swung the claymore around wildly, slicing the throats, heads, and hair off of anyone unfortunately close enough to the stage.

Dark grabbed hold of an iron candle stand to use as a weapon but Chad cut it in two. Dark quickly abandoned it and leaped out into the crowd, leaping from one Centaur's back to the other. “Dam! Why did I have to make the blade so sharp!?”

Chad leaped down into the crowd, his hooves smashing an Orc and a Goat Man to the ground as he stomped down. He swung the claymore right at Dark as he leaped off of a Centaur. The Centaur was facing the other way but it cut the ropes for the fuck swing and he landed down onto of the Lion that was sucking him off. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” The Centaur screamed out, as his weight had caused the Lion to clamp his jaws down.

A Beholder saw what was going on and shot an energy beam at Chad. He was hit by it and his arm turned to stone. Chad was annoyed by this and with one swing, sliced the Beholder clean in half.

Among the crowd Dark finally spotted Rad who was getting his dick sucked off by an Orc. “YOU!!!” Rad heard him cry. Rad's eyes lit up as Dark came running for him. Rad pulled out and quickly ran through the crowd. He dove under a Centaur, shoved a rather burly lion to the side, and then rushed into the coat room. Dark followed him every step of the way. Chad did as well, only as he did, he swung the claymore around, first slicing the head off of the Orc and then splitting the Centaur in half.

The coat room was surprisingly empty, and had not yet been discovered by horny monsters looking for a private scene. There were isles of assorted bondage gear hung up on racks as well as sewing machines and bolts of leather that had yet to be sewn into anything kinky. Rad leaped through the isles trying to find a spot to hide.

Dark ran in just as he'd leaped out of sight and started to walk down one isle at random in pursuit.

“What the Fuck Rad!?” Dark yelled. “You were Going to Sacrifice Me!?”

Rad's voiced called out though Dark had trouble homing in on it. “Dude, you came here and butchered hundreds of monsters. There was a reward for your head. The Cultist approached me about the prophecy and said I should charm you to get you ready.”

“Still though!” Dark yelled.

“Still Nothing!” Rad yelled back. Finally revealing his location having leaped up to the rafters. “With the way you turned out. You deserved to be rapped all those years ago!”

Dark's eyes widened. He gripped hold of something off the shelf and threw it at him. “SHUT UP!!!!”

And then Chad came from behind and tackled Dark to the ground gripping both his demon arms around Dark's chest and squeezed. “I WANT TO HEAR YOU SCREAM!!!”

Dark's mouth wrenched open from the pain. “GUAHhhhhh.....” He fought the urge to scream. Never let the enemy tell you what to do, he thought!

Chad squeezed harder and harder. And then he whispered. “I'm Gonna Ram This Sword so Far Up Your Ass!” And he reached out to hold Dark's claymore so Dark could see his and Chad's reflection in the blade.

Dark gritted his teeth, panting, then he gave Chad a maddening grin. “But you forgot one thing!” He yelled.

Chad gritted his fangs. “And What's That?”

Dark's hand gripped hold of the handle. “My sword is already inside of you!” And he ripped the Scimitar out from between Chad's thighs, cutting his gash wide open. Chad's mouth opened to scream, and Dark rammed the Scimitar up through it. Chad gasped, as the blade ripped up through the back of his head, then he fell limp down on top of Dark.

Rad stared down at him, Amazed that Dark had managed to kill the demon. His mouth was gaping wide open. “Holy Shit.” He said.

And then without warning, Dark rolled out from under Chad's body. He gripped hold of the handle to his claymore, leaped up to his feet and swiftly swung the blade up at Rad, splitting the support beam in two. The beam collapsed in half taking half the ceiling with it. “AHHHHHH!!!!!” Rad yelled as he fell and a pile of bricks landed down on top of him.

Rad had managed to shield his head from the blows. There weren't many bricks on him actually but enough that he became covered by them. He pushed his arms out to move the bricks off his head and as he stood up he found himself face to face to the end of Dark's claymore.

Rad's gaze followed the blade up to Dark's hand, his muscular arm through the skin tight leather, his rippling pecks, his bulging neck muscles, and finally to his head where he saw Dark staring down at him with the same murderous look that Chad had been giving to those he'd murdered. “You said that someday you might let me stick my sword in you...” Rad nodded, remember his wording was purposely ambiguous as to whether he was referring to Dark's claymore, or his penis. Rad then gulped, realizing he was bout to find out.

Dark stuck his claymore into Chad's neck, slicing his head clean off as it embedded into the floor. And then Dark ripped off the leather cock sheath, revealing his 12 inches to the world at last.

Rad's eyes opened as he realized what Dark was about to do to him. He turned to crawl away, but of course, turning around was just what Dark had wanted.

Dark shoved his leather cock sheath into Rad's mouth so he could use it as a bite stick. Dark grabbed hold of Rad's ankles and pulled him back into position. Then he gripped around Rad's waste as he inserted his dick up in him.

Rad's ass was naturally lubricated, what with him being a sex demon and all. He bit down on the bite stick as Dark did his thing. After a minute though, Rad started to get into it. He relaxed more, and parted his legs, then he started to help with the motions. He threw his head back. And then his eyes whipped around the room at all the kinky gear hanging about.

Dark started cumming after a while. Rad tightened his ass up on reflex as hard as he could to heighten the sensation for him. Rad went to switch positions when he was done. Dark didn't know what he was doing though and shoved him back down. “I'm not done with you yet!” Dark said.

“Hehehe.” Rad laughed. “Relax,” He said forcing himself up again, and he pushed Dark's back to the floor. Then, still sitting down on his cock he said. “It's called Reverse Cowboy.” and he stared raising up and down on Dark's penis nice and slow, and sped up slightly until it put a smile on Dark's face. Dark was wondering what else they could try after this.

After Dark came again, Rad had him brace his hands against a table as he used a pocket knife to rip Dark a new asshole. Rad then whipped out his own dick which was much bigger and thicker than Dark's had been. Dark's eyes widened and Rad reached around to zip the one eye shut, and then zip his mouth closed too.

Rad fucked Dark up the ass a few times. Each time training Dark how to be better. He told him when to clench, then threatened to donkey punch him if he didn't do better, then he actually did donkey punch him to give him an idea of what he should be going for. “See? Just like when I kicked you with my hoof behind your head.” Rad said playfully.

Dark frowned and unzipped his mouth. “Yeah and you were gonna let that conga-line of monster rape me.”

Rad drew Dark's attention to the wall of sex toys and dildos that represented each race. “Would you rather a Giant's dick or your claymore up your ass?” Rad went and stood next to the thing showing that it was taller than he was.

Dark smiled. “Like you could handle that.”

Rad smirked. And then pulled the Giant-sized dildo off the shelf and started lubing it up nice and good.

“You can't be serious!” Dark said.

“Okay.” Rad said, getting into position, “I've done this before.” And he proceeded to force the thing down his throat all the way, until all 7 feet of it completely vanished down inside of him. A moment later, Rad parted his legs and Dark almost had to look away as it came out of him. Rad removed it from inside of him and handed it off to Dark. “Your turn.”

Dark threw the thing to the floor. “I'll pass.”

And then the two eyed an Iron Coffin which laid propped up beside the door. Rad smiled and stroked his hand across it. “Care to relive old memories?”

Dark grinned. He stared down into Rad's eyes, raising an eyebrow. “Only if you come in with me.”

And the two made out and kissed. Dark leaning down to meet Rad's upturned lips. They embraced their arms around one another. Rad reached out to open the lid to the iron coffin and the two slipped inside of it, finding the padding inside was intended for an Ogre or something larger, that meant there was plenty of room. The two of them closed the lid and went at it making love inside.

The Iron Coffin shook and bounced about as they fucked one another, until finally the whole thing fell to one side and slammed down on the floor. Then it rolled again, onto it's back.

Dark got on top again, his ass was visible pressing out against the port hole meant for dicks as he fucked Rad up the ass. He came, and then it was Rad's turn. The Iron Coffin jostled around as the two changed positions. Rad's arm reached out and grabbed hold of a roll of black duct tape. As he fucked Dark up the ass there was quite a lot of sound from the roll coming untapped. Rad finished inside of him and then sat up, flipping the lid to the coffin open as he did. “Can you move?”

Dark shook his head. “Em Emm.” Rad had tapped his arms up to his chest.

“Good.” Rad said, and then he leaped off of him, snatched up Chad's severed head and rushed out the door dragging Dark's claymore with him. “Hay Everybody! Look Who I killed!”

Dark leaped out of the coffin. “EMMMMMMMMM!?!?!”

Rad was staring back at him in the crowd grinning madly. They all started cheering him. Two Giants picked him up and threw him up over their shoulders so he could hold the head up even higher. One took Dark's claymore from him and held it up as well.

Dark stumbled out into the crowd and was immediately bumped into by an Ogre's ass, and then another as a hairy Boar's back rubbed up against him. He was rushing his way over to Rad mad as hell that he'd taken the credit for the kill.... though in retrospect, announcing that He had killed Chad and not Rad would likely have had everyone in the orgy flee in terror. Besides that he sort of knew Rad was joking.

Rad leaped off his high horse, having jumped to a Centaur after the Giants and embraced Dark. The two swayed a bit with the seething of the crowd, though a lot of Dark's motions were for Rad to unbind him. Rad knew Dark was itching to punch him, so as a piece offering he lowered himself down on his knees. “You got to relax more.” Dark's eyes widened as Rad opened his mouth, and then he and Dark officially joined the orgy. “You are the sacrifice after all.” And Rad sucked him off.

Though Dark had been killing monsters ever since he got here, none of them really saw him doing. Survivors were few and far between and without his famed sword it was harder to recognize him. Even though he'd just been in the room fighting Chad, the tape Dark applied and the fact that everyone was more focused on sex made him even harder to recognize. Orcs and Pig Men were bumping and grinding against him completely unaware of who he was.

Despite Rad telling him to relax, Dark did managed to rip his arms free of the tape. Though instead of removing it completely from him, he pressed it around his arms and chest. If nothing else they helped to cover up the blood. Dark then unzipped his mouth and eye and took Rad by the horns.... having realized Rad did in deed have horns, small ones, they were just mostly hidden beneath his main of hair. “Oh Preston! Keep it up!” He said jokingly.

Rad gave him a dirty look that said, 'you know your dicks in my mouth right?'

Dark grinned down at him, and zipped his mouth shut again.

Elsewhere in the crowd, Zero had just arrived and looked relieved to see Chad's head was being passed around and occasionally skull fucked. He had gathered up the six rune stones full of people Chad had trapped and now handed them off to an Incubus in the crowd. The Sex Demon stared at them a moment then used a little magic and freed another ~122 individuals into the orgy.

Also brought along, Zero discovered Etten hanging around as well as Brian who was still choking on his giant-sized dick. The random Incubi freed Etten into the orgy as well. As for Brian they removed his dick from his mouth, then aimed it out over the crowd. Then with a little magic they made his cum out geiser's worth of cum onto the crowd before finally freeing him. He passed out immediately.

The rune stones, now empty, were all then smashed so no one could ever use them again. Zero joined the orgy of bumping and grinding monster eventually bumping into Grogor the Ogre and recognizing him. “Cool Party!” Zero said trying to make small talk.

Grogor could barely hear him over the music that was playing as well the sounds of hundreds of men in various states of pain and ecstasy. Somehow he made out what Zero said and turned to him in annoyance. Grogor was in the middle of making an Orc's mouth his bitch.

“I see everyone's here.” Zero yelled looking around. “Though I wonder what ever happened to the Minotaur.”

Grogor the Ogre smiled evilly.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Minotaurs whaled out, shaking their heads NO NO!!!! as they stared out of their rune stones and suddenly a steady streams of piss shot down onto the portal surface. Grogor the Ogre had placed their storage rings down in the men's room urinals so they could be used as urinal cakes. Enough erosion had occurred that the portals were no longer able to be opened solid enough for the Minotaurs to stick their snouts through and catch it, not that anyone had bothered to unzip and belt their mouth open. The seven of them were now all trapped inside of their storage rings, wide eyes, and desperately shaking their heads for men to stop pissing!

Most men were kind enough to piss off to the side but there was always back splash hitting them. Some went out of their way to aim dead center and go after the strong spots where the portal showed the strongest image of the helpless bound up Minotaur head pleading for dear life.

One particularly fat Orc came in and put his beer mug right on the urinal before he started to pee. He had busy eyebrows, several eye piercings, and two sharp tusks at the corners of his mouth aimed his uncircumcised hairy chode right in Taurus's face. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Taurus moaned wishing this big fat spring roll of a dick wasn't going to be the last thing he ever see.

The Orc simply smiled down at him and said, “Wow, you Minotaurs have got some kinky fetishes. Don't you know you could get sealed up inside of those things?” And he kept right on pissing.

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Taurus cried out shaking his head NO NO!!! And then his eyes widened as wide as they could go because a moment later SNAP!!! The portal popped with all sorts of magical sparks flying and the rune stone split in half down the middle, and then crumbled down into size pieces with others quickly fracturing off.

“Owww” The Orc said. “Well he knows now.” His cock hardened up considerably. “I got to admit, now that was kinky!” In the corner of his eye he saw the other Minotaurs were all staring up at him with a panicked look. He finished pissing, then retrieved his mug of beer from the top of the urinal. “Don't worry, I'll be back for you later.” And he flushed the urinal and wondered out.

The bottom of the urinal opened with an X shape creating a large round hole that send all of the pieces of Taurus's rune stone down through the wide pipe. The pieces road the current until they flushed out into a drainage hold... which Grogor the Ogre had redirected into the maze. The piece to Taurus's rune spilled out onto the floor along a very wide pile of piss! Moments later more piss shot out followed by hunks of rune stones until pieces to all seven were accounted for.

Before placing them in the urinals Grogor had told hem what he'd done with the pipes. The Minotaurs were furious with him, redirecting the sewage into the maze like that! They seemed somehow to be even more pissed off about that than when he'd cooked their dicks into cock dogs and made them eat them all! “What?” Grogor asked as he set them up one by one. “I told you I was going to put you back into the maze didn't I?”

“EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!” The Minotaurs all moaned out angrily.

“It's not so bad.” Grogor explained. “Even if your rune stones break in half, they can still get you out. Someone just has to come along and put all the pieces back together again.... of course with all your pieces plopping down into the maze on top of each other that's not likely to happen.” He smiled evilly. And then as he left, he explained. “Tell yeah what. I'll come back in the morning and if any of you are still not broken, I'll set you free.” Which he lied about too.

Now sealed up inside of the rune stone, Taurus moaned out in surprise. The zippers for his eyes suddenly zipped themselves shut. Chad had bewitched them to do just that if the portal ever closed. “EMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” He moaned out, still laying there taking it as the fucking machine once again pulled out to change dildos on him. He'd finally arrived at the Giant-sized one. And it shot right up there. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

XIX.

The Orgy came to a sudden end the next … Dark assumed it was morning. Actually it was impossible to tell without any sort of day light around but he awoke suddenly and found himself in a crowd of mixed raced monsters that he had been killing the last few days, all of whom were covered in cum along with the inch or two of cum that now filled the bottom of the room! He slowly got up and was horrified as it dripped down off him. Others were slowly coming awake as well and working their way out of the room.

Dark looked around for his sword but couldn't find it anywhere. It was likely shoved beneath a Centaur or something beneath the layer of cum.

Dark was sore all over, likely from sleeping in damp cloths all night. He carefully walked to get outside and found a sharp pain up his ass. It hurt to move overall but his ass was really feeling it. He got down on all fours and crawled over the sticky, fat and muscular bodies of various creatures, some of whom were still bound up tight in leather gear.

Dark made it outside and rested along the wall there a minute. He unzipped his mouth and eyes then went about removing all of the leather gear. He unwrapped his arms, chest, head, and legs and laid there naked beside a mound of blood stained, cum soaked, rags and his leather gear which was absolutely fowl smelling to behold.

He left it all there, recalling there was a pool someplace in this stronghold, and he was determined now to find it, even if there was a body or two bleeding out in it, the water would do him some good.

As he crawled about he met other monsters most of which were either limping, walking funny, or crawling just like he did. He was getting some odd looks now and then and heard comments like, “A Human!?” “Down Here?” But was never met with any resistance. There was an unspoken peace time between them all it seemed, though Dark was sure that would only last so long. He needed to find his sword, or some sort of weapon at least.

The sound of rushing water was coming from one of the rooms up ahead. Dark turned into it to find a sort of fountain in the middle of it which crawled right over to, climbed over the side and fell right in. “Ohhhhhh” He said, relaxing, and lowered his head beneath the surface to scrub his face clean. There was a visible cloud of filth scrubbing off his skin.

Dark came up again to find yet more of the Giant Eunuch Guards standing in the room. They were blocking several doors which he judged probably housed the 666 virgins they were holding captive down here. A shame he thought that they couldn't join the orgy. Before today he didn't think himself much for laying with other men but realized he did crazy things when his friends weren't around. The Eunuchs didn't bother him and he didn't bother them. He simply bathed in the fountain and they watched as they silently stood guard.

Dark dried off on a particularly old and expensive looking tapestry, then wished he hadn't because the thing was filthy. He shrugged though, being naked in a cave, it was bound to happen sooner or later.

He went back down to the Orgy room, limping slightly. He could remember where it was easy enough because of the trail of monsters crawling the other direction... many of them were also “leaking” from out of their ass as they went creating quite a trail which he avoided stepping in with his bare feet.

Roughly half the monsters had gone from the room. Several Centaurs were still stuck hanging in their fuck swings, still asleep, though one or two had roused. Dark found Rad laying face down in a puddle of cum. The two inches had gone down considerably now that most of the monsters had gotten up to leave. There was a trail of bubbles coming out the sides of Rad's head and Dark wondered if he could even breath. He bent down, grabbed him by the hair, and lifted his head up. “Rad?”

“Bluahhh??” Rad uttered, his mouth letting out a waterfall of cum, which his face and hair was also soaked in. Dark let go and his head smacked down again. To which Rad suddenly leaped up. “I'M UP! I'M UP!!! Oh God I'm Gonna be late for school!!!” He shouted with cum covering his entire front half. “OH it was all a dream...” He said sounding relieved! And then looked at Dark and asked, “Who are you?”

Dark thought he was joking... then realized he wasn't. “I'm Dark?” He said.

“What you!?” Rad said, as if seeing his face for the first time... and then he realized this was the first time he'd ever laid eyes on Dark's face. Rad's eyes widened. “Wow.... you're cheek bones are so …. and your nose is.... Wow.” His mouth slowly came to smile on one side.

Dark awkwardly sway from one foot to the other, glancing around. “You wouldn't happen to have seen my sword anywhere have you?”

Rad got up to his hooves, still never taking his eyes off of Dark. His tanned skin, his rippling muscles, his still throbbing hard 12 inch dick. Few of the others were still hard. Though Rad chocked it up to morning wood. The boner pills should have worn off after the night they had last night for sure! He shook his head yeah. Then he grabbed hold of his own dick which was also rock hard. “I got your sword right here.”

Dark smiled. Then glanced around to see if anyone here would recognize him. Of course being the only human in the dungeon he would be recognized. But he didn't care. Casually he reached down and put a hand on Rad's penis, but also he turned to the side. Rad went in for a kiss and Dark pulled his head away, then whispered. “No, someone might see me here.”

Then Rad glanced back over to the closet full of bondage gear. “Well we'll just have to fix that won't we.”

Dark smiled then walked backward, leading the way as he still gripped hold of Rad's penis. The two entered the closet room, and did not come out again for several hours. Before the door had shut though Rad said, “If you thought your ass was sore before!”

Epilogue:

Dark eventually found his sword and cleaned it off. He also managed to track down his set of armor he had on before being mummified by the trap. Most of the monsters were busy on clean up duty, loading the corpses down the various network of dump shoots sending them down into the sewers where they eventually flowed into the grinder, and then a active volcano after that.

Cerberus's rune remained beneath the mound of shit until it eventually came free from constant use of the toilets. After the orgy a lot of fellas had to go. It was sent floating down stream with mounds of corpses and fell down into the grinder like so many others. He is now trapped forever down on his knees getting fucked up the ass by a fucking machine.

Rio spent the next few days posed inside a stone statue. Brian, now freed from his rune stone, liked the way Rio looked down in the dungeon. What's more every now and again Etten flipped him over onto his side, and chiseled away at the bottom to get at the Rhino's feet. “EMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Rio cries out as he fights the urge to laugh. Eventually the jostling of his own struggled laughter caused him to break out of the cement stone. He immediately jerked himself off having missed the Orgy entirely.

As he hastily jerked himself off Rio called down to Etten, “You're pretty fucked up in the heads, you know that right?”

Etten responded by lifting up both hands to give Rio two middle fingers. He did not for one moment let up on licking between his toes.

Ed the Centaur was rocked horribly as everyone walking back up to the upper levels gave his rope a tug. He's still strapped in Iron Rocking Horse getting fucked up the ass. “EMMMMMMMMMMM!!!”

Grogor the Ogre has a favorite bathroom because it has exactly 7 urinals. He uses a different one each time, though they all lead down to the same pipe and flush into the maze.

Taurus and the other Minotaurs are all still strapped into sex swings with carnival wheels of dildos fucking them up the ass every moment of the day. Though they could eventually be freed if only someone would put the pieces to their rune stones back together, Grogor was sure to have the maze entrances all sealed up.

Dark and Rad said their goodbyes. He knew he'd be back someday to slay a dragon, but not in the way he had when he came here before. He left the dungeon, claymore in hand and hung over one shoulder.

Things were pretty boring for Rad after the orgy. Most men had had enough sex for a week or more. But things soon got busy again when Shooting Star summoned his prescience back down to his silver cave. They had tons of fun together, flying to far off places. Eventually they found a whole field of the weed they smoked growing. Shooting Star lit it up and the rolled around for hours giggling.

The End

Author's Afterward:

The character Dark is loosely based... okay a blatant rip off of the character Guts from Berserk, but so is pretty much every anime and video game character who carries a massive sword, including Cloud from Final Fantasy 7. I'd been toying around with this story for years, but originally pictured Dark as more of the Conan the Barbarian type. Something about making his a swordsman who carries around an enormous claymore instead of a regular sword or ax though made the story work better. He was more of a nonstop killing machine like Guts, who actually murders 100 men in one sitting at one point on the show.

I highly recommend giving the Manga a read as it does a better job of explaining what's going on in the Berserk series than the Anime. The Berserk series has also been made into three movies as of this writing. They're higher quality versions of the Anime series but leave even more details out.

Note that Berserk is one of those legendary Anime series from the 90's that had an epic ending with a notoriously jaw dropping twist. The Manga tells the same story but in better detail and continues on from there. The series is still being made into movies (or possibly another TV show, the trailer wasn't specific) though they're starting to rely a little too heavily on CG instead of traditional animation, which is a shame because almost every page in the Manga is a highly detailed work of art.

Manga: http://www.mangareader.net/berserk/1

Anime: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b8LUHXnQbrg&list=PLQUUshXzb9cHZ470KJSiAlPsnOLigtxmP