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By this point, Rory wasn’t even sure why he had been running in the first place.

Laying on his back, legs spread wide and wrists bound above his head, he was moaning throatily as his ass was spread open on a burning hot dick, while his own was being encased in a flaming clawed hand. The FlareLizamon, Genki, was taking his time on Rory, getting as much noise out of the human as he could, an endless grin on his face. “That’s right, Rory…sing for me, show me just how much you love it.”

Rory couldn’t really do much more than moan and cry out...all of his masters had that effect on him, his brain was so prone to misfiring under the thrall of pleasure they induced in him whenever they took him. But moans and cries were usually more than enough for them while they were getting busy with him...if they wanted him to speak his praises they usually waited until after or did so before. And whatever they wanted, he was plenty eager to give them.

“Yeah, more of that...bet you want it even hotter, don’t you? Wanna feel like your cock and balls are in a nice lava bath, don’t you?” Genki was almost certainly going to turn up the heat anyway, but Rory’s almost frantic nod only served to add to the excitement. Immediately the heat flared up higher, making the human’s voice rise up in pitch. Even if it felt like they should be turning to ash right away, the special properties of the FlareLizamon’s heat meant he could induce extreme temperatures without damage...which meant that the full intensity of it could linger for so much longer. Not that damage was much of a worry anyway after the mod, but he liked to keep it that way anyway.

It was wildly painful and wildly pleasurable at the same time, a chaotic dual sensation that Rory had gotten quite familiar with in his time there. Genki, the Gryzmon Brutus, and the Strikedramon Zino all loved to ‘play’ with his dick and his nuts - when it wasn’t punches, squeezes, claws, kicks, or Genki’s heat, it was toys that could freeze or shock or sting or crush. The variety was almost impressive, and it was rare for him to get any treatment other than the heat with too much frequency in a short time period. It wasn’t malicious though - in fact they’d gone to lengths to make sure they didn’t break their toy, getting a mod on Rory that negated any actual damage, leaving only the sensations. It had been a bit overwhelming the first time they’d gone more all-out on him...well, no, it was still quite overwhelming, but he’d gotten to really enjoy the overwhelming.

And today was no different, as he surrendered his cum once again to Genki, the seed vaporizing almost the instant it emerged. As soon as he started, Genki shifted, removing his hand from the human’s gonads and bearing down on him, suddenly pumping in hard and fast into his ass. The roasting heat was also present in his rear, coursing through his body with every thrust, and just as enjoyable, maybe even more so. Drips of liquid fire dropped onto his body, increasing the number of different burning spots that threatened to make his mind go into full fault.

It wasn’t too long before Genki hit his limit - it was always that way with him once he got going, the kind of play he had been doing was his way of making the fun last longer with him. Once he got to thrusting, he had a fast trigger - it was only a minute or so before he began to pump his boiling load into Rory, making him cry out even louder and higher as he was filled with scalding fluid. A whole mess of it too, rushing deeper into him with every pulse, the heat radiating through his whole body and leaving him squirming and sweating and so deliciously satisfied.

“Nanosecond trigger as always, Genki?” Brutus was snickering, having watched the whole thing.

“Like you’d ever complain about getting to go quicker,” Genki shot back playfully as he pulled out of Rory, stepping away and letting the panting human lay there on the ground, cum leaking from him onto the mat below and ready for more use.

“Definitely not.” Within a few seconds, the Gryzmon was on Rory as well, plunging into the burning bath of seed within the human’s ass with a low moan. “Fuuuuuck, yes…”

Rory’s sentiments exactly, though he couldn’t exactly express them in the same words, just another breathless moan. Brutus was the largest of his trio of masters and that definitely extended to down below. It also meant he was generally the most heavyweight when it came to fooling with his gonads, and it didn’t take long for him to start that as one heavy paw came down and squeezed HARD on his orbs, making him give a weak and shaky cry as another double dose of pain and pleasure rocked him. Already he was on the verge of cumming again…probably his fifth or sixth time that day, in itself adding to the delightful ache in his genitals. Another part of the modification, making sure that no matter how often he came, he’d be able to do it again, while not taking away the feelings of overuse.

To think, at one point he’d been trying to escape these creatures. Before he’d run into Acerr, he’d wanted to get away, thinking they were going to beat him up or something worse...but, once he’d bene stripped of all resistance to digimon domination and they’d taken him back, they did to him pretty much what they had been intending to do all along. And apart from the fascination with abusing his cock and balls, they weren’t all that rough with him. At least, not more so than other digimon would be. Had he been a little less tightly wound in the first place, he might have ended up in the same position without the viral infection that kept him unfailingly subdued...but, then again, he liked that part by now too.

And it wasn’t ALL sex, either. He was a party in the other stuff the digimon trio did when they were hanging out - games, movies, random chats, he partook in all of them. They hosted parties and brought him to others on occasion, and sometimes he even spent some time without a cock in his mouth or ass while at them. And he had a certain level of freedom in their place - some amenities in his room, and free access to food and drink at his leisure when he wasn’t being tied up for sex fun. Really, the only true limitation he had was that he couldn’t leave them - but the virus ensured he had no desire to whatsoever, and in full honesty he didn’t mind that.

He was definitely getting to know all sides of his masters this way. Brutus, the big bearish digimon hammering into him and currently with an unshakable iron grip on his balls, was a big ol’ softy at heart, the one most prone to wanting to cuddle and highly responsive to being petted. It embarrassed him somewhat, and he usually made up for such displays with extra aggression later on, but Rory could tell he liked it despite the embarrassment. And he was typically the one who laid down the law for any guests to make sure their toy didn’t get hurt in any significant way. Genki, on the other hand, was cooler than his fiery image would suggest, a smart-aleck snarker who seemed to be unfazed by anything thrown his way, frequently irritating other digimon with his endless well of repartee. Taunting bigger digimon was a rather dangerous prospect and he sometimes got in over his head for it, but somehow avoided anything more than a few knocks around.

His cries got louder as Brutus bit down hard on his shoulder and released his balls, and suddenly he was cumming again, another fresh dose of seed shooting out and splattering on himself and Brutus’s fur. Were his arms not tied up, he would have thrown them around the Gryzman and held him close as the digimon rammed powerfully into him, using every inch of size and ounce of strength to milk Rory’s prostate forcefully and get him spurting everything he could possibly produce...and a moment later he got that exact opportunity as he felt the lock around his wrists go slack, letting him grip the furry body and ride out the fierce fucking with even more closeness. He wasn’t sure if it was Brutus or Genki who had let him go, not that it mattered.

It took a while for Brutus to join him - he definitely had the most staying power of the three, which usually meant he had to wait for Genki and Zino to enjoy themselves before he got his turn. But it also meant Rory got to enjoy that thick tool pounding him for even longer, bringing his arousal back to life following yet another wearying climax. His moans came loudly and freely, going right into Brutus’s ear the way he was still latched onto the human’s shoulder...he could hear rumbles and growls from the Gryzmon, his own signals of pleasure, so powerful and yet with an odd gentleness and meekness to them.

And finally, Brutus thumped in and Rory could feel him start to shoot, thick seed displacing and cooling more of the hot stuff that had been stuffing him before. His jaw detached from Rory’s shoulder and he bellowed loudly, thumping the human on the ground and bearing his weight down as he ground deeply into him, getting every single pulse of seed out of himself and into Rory that he could manage. It was an intense, thick load, one that would have threatened to swell Rory up under other circumstances...he never got over how productive digimon were, they just loved to pack their partners completely full, and humans certainly didn’t get any exception to that. The pressure was fantastic to him, though, making him feel well and truly used and like he’d done his job of providing his masters the pleasure they deserved.

Even after he stopped cumming, Brutus didn’t move, laying mostly on top of Rory, keeping himself embedded inside, panting hard, his chest putting extra pressure on the human with every breath. Like he was trying to impart his visceral sense of satisfaction on the human with the pressure, which may have well been true. Of all the things that the three did, it seemed like just as many ideas went into displaying how happy they were with his service as went to new ways to play with him. Something else that made him feel happy and eager, really...for all the pain play, they went out of their way to be otherwise nice to him.

“Cuddle time later, fuzzbutt.” The voice of Zino came suddenly, making Brutus scramble a bit as he pulled out, looking supremely embarrassed. Panting hard, Rory pushed himself wearily to a sitting position, looking over towards the door, and feeling his heart skip a beat. Zino had been absent after his first round with Rory that day, and now he knew why, as he could see the imposing frame of a familiar Cyberdramon standing behind him.

“Well, well...looks like the bitch is getting all he can handle today.”

“Oh, yeah. We’re trying to see how many times we can get him to cum today. What’re we up to?”

“Five in an hour and a half,” Genki reported.

“Hah. I think we can pick up the pace a bit.” His grinned at Rory, who shyly looked away. He hadn’t known that they were going to put him through that kind of test, though perhaps the fact that they had started pretty early should have clued him in. But if that was what they wanted...he would be interested to find out, too, how often they could get him shooting and what that was going to feel like. Especially if it meant a near-continual stream of pleasure for hours on end.

Zino and Acerr stepped towards Rory, and the big Cyberdramon picked him up and held him in front of him, looking at the flushing human with satisfaction. “Just how it should be with a proper human bitch. Eager to show their masters just how much they love being given the pleasure they crave...and their appreciation for being given their gifts, no?”

Rory nodded, going a bit redder. Acerr was definitely an occasional guest at their place, getting his fill of time with Rory, not a shock once he’d learned that Acerr was in fact Zino’s brother. Something about the Cyberdramon was just so much more daunting than the other three, maybe the way he was more subtly aggressive, certainly partly because of his size...but it didn’t take anything away from the thrill that he felt whenever Acerr got that huge cock into him.

“Quite right. I’ll make quite sure you thank me plenty before I’m done today. Looks like they’ve got a challenge for you, involving this…” One of Acerr’s claws trailed under Rory’s stiff cock, making him shiver. “Pity about that, I was thinking of a switch today...wanted to hear you moan as I stuffed you nice and full up front.”

Acerr certainly loved doing that - taking away the dicks of male humans and giving them pussies for digimon to pound, another sort of change he was somehow capable of performing with his viral nature. He’d done that a couple of times with Rory already, giving all three masters a chance to go balls-deep in their own holes at the some time, and he talked about other humans he’d done that to as well - a few of whom were made to remain that way for good. That wasn’t going to happen to Rory, not with the way his masters loved to toy with him down there...in a bizarre way he found it hot, though, and he enjoyed being shifted that way when Acerr wanted it. “Ah...maybe...tomorrow you can do that, and we can...compare how often I...I can cum that way versus today?”

Acerr snickered, in a way that Rory could tell was actually genuine excitement. “That sounds like a very fun idea, bitch. See what I’ve done for you? All you needed was to be put in your right mindset and you fit right in.”

“Y-yes...thank you, Acerr…”

“Gonna have fun with you over the next two days. Zino, I think he’s had enough of a break.”

“I know I have, too.” Zino had disrobed already and was plenty ready to have a go at Rory himself, cock jutting out into the air and dripping rather profusely. He was a lean and powerful digimon who Rory knew to be the emotional leader of the three, the one Genki and Brutus looked to for guidance and decisiveness, and he projected a fierce confidence that kept him looking like the center. A confidence which wasn’t as unshakable as it might have looked - Rory had seen him in less guarded moments, the insecurity of a younger sibling, feelings of uncertainty and needing reassurance, he definitely compared himself unfavorably to Acerr and lamented his perceived lacking versus the Cyberdramon. He was the only one who had, in a couple of very surprising and very private moments, asked for Rory to have a go at HIS tailhole...he still wasn’t sure what the significance of that was, but Zino seemed to have more vigor and confidence after those instances.

That certainly wasn’t going to be the case today, as the Strikedramon seemed fully invested in his usual topside position. As Acerr flipped the human around in his hands, Zino grabbed Rory’s upper body and brought him down towards his cock, his face getting smeared against the wet member. “Haven’t gotten you enough tastes today, I think it’s about time we changed that.”

Rory nodded and shifted his head so that he could take the tip of the dragon’s cock into his mouth. All three of his masters had distinct tastes - Genki hot and spicy, Brutus somewhat oily and heavy, and Zino was giving him a dry and sharp taste that was unquestionably reptilian. He’d gone from tolerating them to loving the tastes, especially Zino’s, and they give him a further reason to slurp down on them when the digimon wanted that. Which was fairly often, of course.

He could feel Acerr lining up at his rear, getting ready to take him with his thick, knobby cock...the initial pressure he felt was always the only warning he got, the dragon never went in gentle and rarely gave more than a moment to prepare. So Rory took the brief second to relax, at both ends, and made himself as ready as he could when Acerr slammed in HARD, not only burying his own cock in to the hilt but also shoving him forward until his face met Zino’s slit, his throat rapidly forced to expand around him. Intense but enjoyable, and he continued his efforts to pleasure the Strikedramon without hesitation afterwards, trying to get his tongue stuck out a bit to tickle Zino’s slit.

From there it was a hammering at both ends, Zino bucked in and out rather quickly trying to enjoy both the brief play with his slit and the tight massage of Rory’s throat around his staff, Acerr plundering the human’s ass for all he could and lighting up his body with pleasure once again as those sharp knobs raked against his passage, scraping it raw. Rory newer got used to that intense stretch, Brutus was pretty long and thick but he wasn’t as big as a Cyberdramon cock, and it made him feel even more warped and stuffed than usual. Certainly the fact that he was well-filled with spunk still helped as well, and no doubt Acerr was going to add significantly to that. Some days he felt like he might explode from the sheer amount of cum he took in, particularly after the orgies and gangbangs...the plus side was that he usually got to rest more afterwards.

“Rrrgh...oh, YEAH, you’ve got a very well-behaved pet, staying so tight after so much use,” growled Acerr as his hips thumped into Rory’s rear over and over. “You know how to pick them, brother.”

“And you know how to dick them,” Zino replied with a cackle, which quickly turned to a moan as Rory swallowed around his dick, tensing up the passage he was invading quite expertly. “D-damn...I’m gonna go off faster than Genki at this rate…”

Rory was going to have them both beat, his throbbing cock was on the verge of spewing once again. The sixth of what was probably going to be dozens before the day was out...by the time they were done with him, getting his dick swapped out for a cunt was probably going to be a blessing. Even if it meant he would probably be triple and quadruple-teamed much more often...he didn’t mind that, though. It was also fun seeing how often he could get THEM shooting in a day, they may not have had particularly enhanced stamina but digimon had far more active libidos as a baseline. Pushing them to the limit was a thrill in its own right, and the more he did, the more he was sure that their limits got extended.

With a loudly muffled moan, he came hard, clamping down tighter on both ends while his next emission splattered onto the matted floor below him. Both dragons didn’t pause for a moment, in fact they ramped up the thrusting while he was tightest, trying to get the additional pleasure of the constricted holes while Rory was in the throes of ecstasy. Zino and Acerr moved in almost perfect time, driving in with near simultaneity and then jerking out close to together, leaving Rory feeling depressingly empty for a brief moment before being joyfully filled again. Being held up like this, at the mercy of the thrusting cocks, that was one of the most exciting positions for sure...he felt even more overwhelmed than when tied up and helpless, because their strength was being directed right on him at all times. It was those kinds of things that were helping to get him cumming so often...and he had no idea whether that was Acerr’s doing, or if the Cyberdramon had merely given him the opportunity to live out fantasies he already had and had been too scared to realize.

“Haah...aagh!” Zino’s grip shifted from his body to his head, and he snarled loudly as he started pumping his load into Rory’s mouth and throat. He didn’t stop his thrusting, but the thick claws gripped his skull tightly as he jerked in and out, messy slurping and slight gushes of cum bursting forth from the human’s extended lips as he filled those cheeks and then ramped up the pressure by barreling in further. Swallowing was out of the question while he was so occupied, but Rory didn’t mind, the thick, salty, yet dry and sharp taste of Zino’s seed could soak on his tongue all day for all he cared. And he was getting a nice filling on the other end of his gut, ensuring that the pressure in there would certainly be even higher…by the time they were done, compensation or no, Rory was sure he’d be bloated up in some way.

Acerr was slower to shoot, not going off until Zino had just about tapered off from his own climax. He shoved hard into Rory, half-roaring as his thick, viral seed pulsed forth inside the human’s defenseless body. Rory always wondered if he was lacing his fluids with some other effect he wouldn’t know about to do something unexpected to him...he’d heard some Virus-types did that, and Acerr certainly seemed sneaky enough to follow suit, though apart from the first time they’d run into each other he’d only done that with advance warning...at least, as far as Rory could easily tell. If there was some more subtle change that he made, Rory might never know...but it didn’t stop him from clenching down on Acerr, trying to draw more of his seed inside, heedless of any potential effects. If they were there, what point was there in denying it?

For his part, Acerr certainly relished filling him up; he didn’t thrust around much when cumming, instead staying mostly still and making sure every drop stayed deep inside. His load had the others beat as well, Rory could feel it adding profusely to the sense of pressure inside him, making him moan out loud once his mouth was freed from Zino’s cock and able to swallow down the rest of his semen. Zino helpfully kept him up while Acerr packed in more and more of that seed inside his body, it felt almost endless...not that he wasn’t familiar with it by now, but it still amazed him every time, how much Acerr could pack into him. And it always felt oh, so good.

Finally he felt the gushing slow, and Acerr pulled out of him, thick seed dribbling out only in slow trickles as usual. “Hah...can’t tell you how glad I am that he ran into me. I never get tired of flooding him nice and full.”

“Save some space for the rest of us,” Genki cracked. “We’ve got a few more rounds in us too.”

“You’ll just have to make room...I doubt he’ll mind.”

“No, he certainly won’t,” agreed Brutus. “No time like the present, eh?”

Soon the FlareLizamon and Gryzmon were back at his sides, ready to take their own next turns. Rory felt worn out beyond belief, but a smile was plastered on his face. It was going to definitely be an exhausting couple days, but every second would be a treat, as well as when it finally came to an end...he was probably going to rest VERY well then.