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Peace treaties had a purpose, right there in the name - to establish a bond of peace between two groups. But treaties only had value if they were accepted, and acceptance was a challenge when certain individuals considered themselves a law unto themselves. The bonds of peace were never more threatened than by one who decided they were more important than the law, and when said law was the only thing standing between a kingdom and untold destruction, it was small wonder that the authorities were desperate to rein them in. Their success could be the difference between life and death.

Unfortunately for them, success was not a guarantee.

Despite the pact that was supposed to keep humans from intruding on lizardman lands, breaches were far from uncommon. This was more distressing to the humans than the lizardmen - the very earth itself had rebelled against their invasion of the lizardmen lands and had threatened to consume them all until they had established the treaties that kept the two separate and established. Breaches put the entire kingdom at risk, and even though the lizardmen generally contented themselves with invoking their laws and penalties on the breaching party, any sort of impression of systematic invasion might have gotten them to declare the treaty null. Which would put the kingdom right back in danger.

In most cases, the breaches were accidental. Youths who didn't know or understand the issues, or careless hunters unaware of the lands they were on. Despite the stories of what could be done to those who disobeyed, most were returned to human lands unharmed, provided they showed appropriate contrition and took no spoils with them. It was mainly those who got hostile when confronted that were treated to an invoking of natural law, and rarely were they seen again in the kingdom. Those who went with ill intent...well, very few still remained, most were enslaved to one of the various lizardman clans, having no hope of overcoming the very earth itself despite their arrogance. So at this point, the kingdom did not have much to fear.

That tranquility was being put to the test by Maginus Yalda.

A man of high noble stature by birth, Maginus considered himself among the premier of all of humanity. He looked with disdain upon the 'plebeians' who had the sin of not being born with means - having to struggle was a sign of their deserving hardship, he was better than them purely by virtue of having an easy life. Anyone who disagreed with him was immediately wrong and an enemy, and anyone who agreed with him instantly right and a friend. To him, the value of a person was what they could do for him, and if that was nothing, then he couldn't care less what happened to him.

Naturally, virtually no one liked him, apart from the nobles who thought the same way he did. And he of course didn't care one bit about the people who didn't like them, unless it was for the purpose of ruining them further. He was determined to do what he wanted, when he wanted, how he wanted, and no one was to stand in his way.

And the lizardmen had slighted him so badly that he was determined to have a delicious revenge.

He had been bethrothed to a lovely young lady, Auriel van Kelt. A girl of means from another noble family wishing for ties to his, and had offered her to him as a sign of the union between their families. Of course Maginus had accepted, but she hadn't been as easily moved...not a problem for him, he had his ways of taming the fiery hearts of women. Fighting fire with fire always seemed the right idea for him - few women who put up resistance had the chance to avoid his withering payback. Unfortunately, they didn't seem to understand what good he was doing them to put them in their place, and always ran away. Being married seemed to make the running away part much more difficult.

But then came a stunning turn of events. The news came through to him that Auriel had trespassed onto lizardman lands and had been taken under an invocation of natural law. She had been violated and possibly impregnated by one of the creatures and her family had called off the engagement and sent her off to live with the lizardmen. They had apologized profusely but said it would be dishonorable to continue an engagement where the bride had such a taint on her and potentially was hosting another man's child, especially a non-human's.

The rest of the Yalda family had agreed with the decision, saying that a trollop like her was damaged goods and therefore no good for marriage anyway. Not Maginus. To him it was a slap in the face, the lizardman had stolen the woman promised to him, he already had ownership of her and he was not taking it lightly that he wasn't going to be allowed to have her. Arguments ensued between him and the rest when he demanded her return, threatened retribution if he wasn't given what was rightfully his. And when he learned that she was already sent away and now likely living with the lizardman who had possibly knocked her up, he swore that he would bring her back himself.

Nobles had a bad tendency to be disconnected from reality, but even they generally had a sense of self-preservation. Natural law would not spare them any more than anyone else, and thus they fought tirelessly to keep Maginus from acting on such impulses. And for a few months, they had succeeded...but their eventual failure was inevitable. Maginus cared not what they thought would happen, to him wrong had been done to HIM and no law was more important than he was. His cultivated attitude of selfishness and grandiosity was coming back to bite the ones who had given it to him. When they discovered he had snuck out under the cover of night to enact his plot, they were forced to do the unthinkable: pray that he would be lost for good.

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In the minds of fools, nothing could go wrong. Maginus was no exception. He looked entirely out of place, a less-than-imposing frame coupled with fair skin and long, luxurious brown hair, expensive gaudy clothing and a decorated rapier...he seemed like one playing at warrior rather than truly being one, which was arguably the precise truth. But in his mind, he looked every but the dashing swashbuckler he believed himself to be.

His intrusion into lizardman lands was armed and with ill intent in mind, the very kind that struck terror even in most of the haughtiest of men, and yet any thought of consequence was entirely absent. Not only did he not care about what happened to anyone else, he was even convinced that natural law would see things HIS way - that he was robbed of property that was rightfully his and deserved his recompense. And if a few dozen other reptiles tried to get in the way, that was their loss. What mattered was that he was made whole.

Of course, he couldn't have his wife-to-be spawning a bastard reptile child. No, that would never do, he wasn't about to raise another man's child regardless of species. The course of action was obvious to him: abort the reptile's spawn and replace it with his own. Once he had staked his claim in her womb, it would be impossible for anyone to oppose his wedding to her. It was just that simple.

Trudging along the soft ground, he was seeking any sign of civilization. He didn't know the lizardman lands at all, but he was sure where there were signs of people he would find what he was looking for. After all, the reptiles played at being people, so naturally he only had to see what he would expect to see from a peasant village or something. It was taking entirely too long, though...he'd been walking for a couple hours now and hadn't even seen one lizardman, much less a village. Where could they be? Why did they need all this land if they didn't even use it all? It hardly seemed fair. He needed to have a chat with whoever instituted this natural law, he had some choice suggestions for them.

“Halt, human!" Ah, there it was. Or it seemed, they...three of them, stepping out in front of him with weapons drawn. One with a sword, the other two with spears, and their weapons were all they had on their bodies apart from some savage markings. They were crude weapons, clearly not made for combat but rather for hunting...they probably had no idea he was out here, which worked to his advantage. Maginus was certain he could take them down if he needed to, but perhaps THEY would listen to reason. Then again, they were lizardmen, so probably not.

The one with a sword spoke with an air of authority, and a tone that suggested experience. “You trespass on these lands, with weapons intent on killing. You know this is not allowed...turn back, or we will invoke natural law."

Maginus refused to show any fear to these creatures, despite the fact that each one had at least a foot on him and probably sixty pounds of pre muscle at worst. Brutes could be brutish, but he was better no matter what. “Now, now, there's no need for that. I've simply come to claim what's mine. Surely your laws would allow for that?"

“There's nothing here of yours, human."

“First off, yes, there is. And secondly, you will address me as Maginus Yalda, or sir, or whatever term of respect you brutes have, if any."

“Damnation…there are still idiots like him around?" mumbled one of the spearholders. His voice was slightly on the younger side, clearly not as aged as the swordholder. “Thought they cast all of them out, or we collected the ones who came already…Tahri, be careful."

“It will be fine, Flio. No harm will come to you, I guarantee it." The one called Tahri didn't break his gaze from the intruding human, despite the assurance of the words he didn't ease up his battle stance. “What is it you want, that you think you will find here?"

“I want the woman who was promised to me. The one one of your kind callously knocked up without my permission. I want her back, and you will not stop me."

“Still your profane tongue. Females are not the property of males."

Maginus laughed. “Stupid savages. Women are nothing BUT the property of men. That's why your kind are grubbers and I am a noble - I understand what civilization is about. Women are there for the enjoyment of males, we are the ones who keep them safe, do the real work of the world, and they were made merely to serve our whims and create more of us. Putting women on the same level as males weakens us all."

“Holy shit...this is that guy, Tahri!" the other spearbearer said. “The one Auriel was talking about! Wow, I thought he sounded bad from what she said, but this is SO much worse!"

“Yacik, enough. Human…"

“Excuse me, I told you-"

“I give no respect to those who are not respectable. You have intruded on lands that are not yours seeking someone who is not yours to take. Auriel has made her home on our lands with her partner Izrik, and they are happily together and awaiting the arrival of their child. You are not welcome here, and your presence is not desired. It would be unwise, to put it lightly, to try to persist. Respect her wishes, or face the consequences."

Now Maginus was getting upset. “I am a NOBLE and will not be spoken to so callously. You have no right to keep Auriel from me. I know you forced her into this with your damned 'natural law,' as if you had a right to anything that put you on our level. Your laws are nothing compared to me, I have power and I WILL use it as I see fit! Now I know you three know her, you will take me to her or I will let your blood bathe this land."??“You will do no such thing!" Tahri snarled. “Auriel requested this. Partly to get away from YOU. She has told us much about you, how you're a creep who treated her like dirt and she never wanted anything to do with you. Natural law was their means of ensuring her escape. Do you still not understand? You are not welcome here. LEAVE."

That pushed him over the edge. “You fucking monsters have no right to her! You're nothing more than fodder for our warriors to train on! She would never willingly go with you when the alternative was ME! And she wouldn't even have the right to make that decision! I own her, she belongs to me and I will not let some fucking lizard have her! I'll kill you, I'll kill that entire village, I'll kill the one who stole her from me, and I'll cut that bastard spawn out of her and take her back to serve me as she was meant to!"

“You'll never get past me, creep." Tahri leapt a few steps ahead, leaving the other two to hang back nervously. “You'll get to know just what fate lies ahead for those who violate natural law!"

“I AM A LAW ABOVE ALL!" Maginus jerked his sword out and swung, and the battle was on. He was hot, determined to see it end his way. His initial strokes were wild, but he settled into more practiced maneuvers afterwards. There was no way a reptile could hold a candle to him, he had been trained by premier fencers in the city and had all the expert techniques down. He would fight hard, wear down the reptile's defenses, cut through him, and gut him in front of the other two - maybe THAT would cow them into cooperation!

Except, that wasn't happening. His moves were being easily foiled by Tahri, who allowed him no openings that he could take advantage of. How quickly he found himself on the defensive, struggling to keep that crude weapon away from him - it still looked more than dangerous enough to him. He couldn't understand, he'd trained against the best, how could some reptile be getting the edge on him?

“Hah...just as I thought...another empty-headed noble thinking he's all that…" Tahri taunted acidly as he forced the human further and further off balance. “Bet you've never had a REAL battle in your life, all those nancy moves that are just for flair...sheltered and privileged, thinking you're the best that there ever was, unable to see the world outside of your diamond towers. I've fought actual human warriors, crossed swords with them for fear of my very life...you? You're nothing."

“Sh-shut up!" It was getting to him, more the sheer level of disrespect and contempt, the kind that HE should have been having! But his moves were getting less focused, his swings more desperate as he tried to find some way around the reptile's defenses. One wild swing got a nick on the lizard's arm, but one that scarcely even bled...and before he could try to get another, Tahri suddenly slashed hard, smacking into the human's fine sword and sending it well out of his hands. Scrambling, Maginus fell back onto his rear, and was rapidly met by the point of the blade that had just disarmed him, inches from his face.

“Not quite so high and mighty now, are you?" Tahri didn't sound at all smug about his victory, rather he sounded deadly serious. “I'll bet this outcome didn't even occur to you...did you really think we would just lie down for you? We've had to fight a lot more for our survival, unlike you cushy human nobles who have everything handed to you. If you think we're going to let one of YOU beat us, you're sorely mistaken."

“Fuck you! This isn't right! You're not...you're not better than I am! You're just some monsters that pretend to be people!"

“I'd say the monster is the asshole who thinks he owns women and has the right to do something as vile as terminating her child against her will. Not to mention saying that he would murder every lizardman who tried to stand in his way. I would be within my rights to kill you right here and now. But we have a way of dealing with you that doesn't require bloodshed, and most of us find that much more preferable. Per the accord, I shall make you mine."

“I will NEVER bow to you, lizard! NEVER!" Maginus made a sudden move to try to reach for his sword, but before he could get anywhere close a force unseen to him pushed him to the ground, rendering him immobile. “Agh! What...what the hell?!"

Nearby him, Tahri was aglow with an intense power. He cast his sword aside - he would need only one tool for this. “I, Tahri Khazlin, invoke natural law as deigned by the spirits and acknowledged by the treaties of our peoples. The trespasser who seeks to undermine our rights and slay our kin will be stripped of his autonomy and made to serve in the lowest of castes, as has been deemed just by the powers that guide all within our world!"

Maginus wanted to ignore it, but it was like the words were fed directly into his brain, and then bounced around over and over. He couldn't move, but it felt like his body was almost on fire, an intense and agonizing pain coursing through his entire being. He clawed at the ground, which was about all the movement he could muster in that furious searing fire that was consuming him. All his efforts to fight it, to reject its dominion over him, came to nothing.

Eventually, the agony faded, though he wasn't really getting more motile. He laid on the ground, panting hard, feeling an odd sense of confusion. Something was wrong, something didn't feel right, he couldn't figure out what it was, but it was like something in his head was fuzzy, like he wasn't really in total control of himself. He didn't understand it, but he didn't like it...every time he tried to tell himself to get up and start going at those lizard fucks, it yielded the same utter lack of result.

“Up, on your knees." That wasn't him, but THAT yielded results. Maginus wanted to resist the order, but rather than speak up or refused, his compliance was immediate and direct, rising to his knees to face Tahri. The reptile was no longer armed, but he showed no fear...and why not, if Maginus couldn't move of his own volition? He tried to retake control, but his body remained stock still...a light breeze made him shiver, and that was when he realized that he was completely naked. Nowhere around that he could tell held any sign of his expensive clothes...it was like they had just been erased from the world.

“What...what did you…do to me?" The words had all the indignation but little of the punch he'd had before the invocation...something about him felt slightly dull, languid, lackluster. Maginus had always prided himself on his pomp, and without it it sounded wrong.

“Either you really haven't been paying attention or you really are that stupid," Tahri replied, stepping a bit closer. “That was an invocation of natural law. I warned you to leave or there would be consequences...welcome to the consequences."

Magitus wanted to get up and confront the lizardman, but his body still wasn't moving of its own volition. It felt like something was locking him in place. “You...have no right…"

“I can't believe there are humans THIS dense still around," spat Flio, no longer appearing so nervous with the threat having been neutralized. “We have every right, because of people like you who got the gods to take action against you! They GAVE us the right to act against you, because you apparently need to be kept in line!"

“Didn't they tell you stories about how your whole damn kingdom almost plunged into the depths of the earth?" huffed Yacik, shaking his head derisively. “Or have they forgotten that, too? Some days it feels like you people are TRYING to get us to put an end to you all! And humans always crow about how they're so smart, they sure don't act like it!"

“Y-you...bite your tongues…"

“You don't give the orders around here," Tahri declared. “That's our domain. You now are the property of our people, and as the invoker I have top priority over you. You will obey me, without question or hesitation."

The human very much wanted to say he had no such intention of doing so - except, his mouth refused to say such words. In fact, he could sense his mind agreeing with that sentiment, against his will! He was a man of nobility, no way did he want to be an obedient pet to savages...but that prickle in his head was telling him that wasn't a command, that was a statement of fact. Tahri didn't tell him to convince him, but to inform. And even as he tried to reject it, that wasn't an option granted to him.

“I sense that you're starting to get it...or at least you're accepting it involuntarily. You won't have fight for very long, I assure you - it's not just command of your body that we have now. The only thing we can't touch is your soul, but yours is so pathetic I doubt it can do anything."

“E-excuse me? Pathetic?!"

Tahri made a quiet sound, something in between exasperation and a wry laugh. “The strength of a soul is forged in bonds. Empathy, union, understanding, shared experience. You care so little about anything other than yourself that your soul has next to no life at all. A strong soul might have a hope of defying our mandates...but, of course, a strong soul wouldn't have tried to pull a stunt like yours anyway. Don't try to argue against the truth."

Once again, he wanted to lay into them for suggesting such hogwash as him being inferior in ANY respect, only to find that he was incapable of doing so. Was it because he'd been told not to argue against the truth? But surely it couldn't be true…

“We gotta break him in somehow, Tahri," Flio spoke up.

“I can think of a few fun ways," suggested Yacik with a devilish grin.

“I can as well, and I'm sure anything would be effective," agreed Tahri. “But for someone who was as disgusting as him, I think I want to start harsh. Look up at me, slave." Maginus couldn't fight the order, looking up at Tahri with impotent anger. “Now then...I want to hear it directly from you, what could we do to you that you would find more humiliating, demeaning, and degrading than anything else you could possibly imagine?"

It was to the human's great horror that his mouth opened up and spoke, without reservation, exactly what that would be. “Using me, fucking me, and breeding me like a female." His traitorous mouth! Simply handing them what they wanted to hear, and there was no question they would do it, too! At least, what they could...they couldn't truly make it like a FEMALE, he wasn't equipped that way, but any lizardman cock in any part of him would be bad enough.

But if he thought it was already bad enough, Tahri's sinister grin sent his hopes spiraling down even further. “Oh, really? I wasn't expecting to hear that last part. Something tells me I shouldn't be surprised, what with how little you think of women. Ironic how you're the property now after all that you said, hm? But I've always held a philosophy that any male who thinks they are above women simply by being male is no proper male at all...a true male would value women even above them, the hosts of life who put themselves through great strain and hardship to continue our lineages. It seems to me that you could stand to APPRECIATE that. Flio, Yacik, why don't you two get things started?"

Maginus absolutely didn't agree with this, but his agreement was apparently deemed unnecessary in this whole affair. He could only dream of putting up resistance as the other two lizardmen approached him, their relaxation and aggression very unnerving to the vulnerable human. They should have been terrified of him, but now he was terrified of them! It was a disgusting turnabout that Maginus didn't like...but he liked it even less when the two took hold of him and started to hove him around, spreading his legs and exposing areas he did NOT want to be exposed to them.

“Heh, wow, I'd heard humans were 'small' but this one seems particularly puny," remarked Yacik as he knelt behind Maginus, flicking the human's diminutive cock with amused disdain. Maginus flushed in embarrassment and indignation - it had always been a sore point for him, his feeble endowment was something he had spent a long time searching for a solution to, without success. Surely there were magics out there that could improve him in that regard, he knew that, but to tell the true ones apart from the charlatans was nigh impossible, and he'd been scammed too many times to count. The last thing he needed was judgment and denigration by brutes like this...surely they were exaggerating their own bounties anyway, they couldn't have been that much bigger…

How wrong he was rapidly proven, though, as he was Flio's cock emerge from a slit in the reptile's body, dripping and glistening in disgusting fluid. He gaped as it swelled and lengthened in front of him, the deep red color unnervingly prominent in his vision. With its pointed head and bumpy shaft, it looked frightfully inhuman, and he couldn't believe that any woman would choose this over what he had - but the raw size of it was the most daunting thing, his own cock was next to nothing next to it, it was more a match for his forearm! Surely they couldn't use that on him without harming him dreadfully...but was that going to dissuade them?

Clearly not, as Flio grabbed Maginus's hair and pulled him froward to his dick, forcing his face against it. “Lick, bitch." It was a simple command, and as much as Maginus didn't want to obey, that damned force that had hold of him compelled him, making his mouth open and his tongue lick along the surface of that cock wherever it was directed by Flio's hand. Almost immediately he was assaulted with a powerfully musky flavor, dry tones mixing with heavy and oily scents that clung to him as the slightly slimy surface spread its bounty along his flesh, almost choking him with the weight of it in the air.

And by far the worst part of it was that it was horrifyingly, devastatingly delightful.

Maginus wanted to despise it, loathe it, hate it with every fiber of his being. It was a defilement, a debasement, to be made to consort with such reptiles, such inhuman savage beasts...yet this heady musk and spunky fluid could not have been more rapturous to his senses. It galled him to the core, he couldn't believe that he was enjoying this on any level! But galling him and making him horrified wasn't changing a thing, wasn't diminishing the pleasure in the slightest, might have been even making it stronger. The overwhelming force of it was causing other reactions he didn't want, making him moan breathily like a cheap whore, and causing his own cock to start to stiffen and swell.

“Damn, did he change his tune quick," Yacik said mockingly, running his claws along the underside of the human's cock as it filled out - still possessing not even a third of the length and girth of the lizardmen even as its full shame. “No wonder he was so quick to come out with that, probably wanted it the whole time."??“Either that, or he finds that even more degrading than just us using him," snickered Flio. “His tongue's pretty useless, though, it's clear he doesn't know what he's doing. Probably better to just shove it in, even if it's gonna hide those slutty moans."

“Sounds like a good plan, I think I'll do the same thing."

That was not was Maginus wanted to hear, they were going to break him on those savage cocks if they went harder! But it was more disturbing that the thought of that didn't incite a hint of panic within him, in fact he was getting hotter, more desirous...he could feel a heat rising in his body, especially intense in his gonads, like they were roasting hotter and hotter the more lusty he got, and he wasn't able to fight it off or reduce it in any way. How could this humiliation get any worse?

He regretting thinking that in mere moments, as Flio pulled him away and commanded him again. “Open wide, bitch, and don't you dare try to bite." On impulse Maginus's jaw slackened and his mouth dropped open as wide as it could, and within moments his jaw was filled with lizard cock...and only seconds later, so was his throat, as Flio thrust deep into him. His voice was cut off as the thick tool plunged in, his throat offering precisely no resistance to the bumpy tool, not even allowing him to gag. And that taste and scent that drew him so was suddenly an unyielding presence, impossible to avoid or ignore, its impacts getting ever more potent. Somehow, he wasn't sure how, he could still draw breath, albeit limited and heavily tainted with lizardman musk.

And that was only the start of it...Maginus's eyes bugged out wide as Yacik struck, his unprepared asshole suddenly being speared by that massive tool, unrepentantly driving in almost to the base in one go. A spot where no one, not even the most upstanding noble lady, would have been allowed to touch, a sanctum now desecrated by reptilian sex, and it was shamefully wonderful, the slight pain mingling with an ocean of pleasure, making it ever more glorious. It should have at least been agony, physically if not mentally, and yet it was neither. Was this natural law forcing him to endure this unscathed? That might have been worse than being mortally damaged by them…

“Oh, yeah, feel that bitch squeeze tight…" Hearing the lizardmen enjoying themselves on his unwillingly willing body was another faint humiliation, helping to keep it from being entirely smothered by the pleasure. He couldn't hide the fact that he WAS squeezing, clenching down on the thrusting bumpy rod forcefully hammering into his canal. He couldn't hide the moans that were leaking through the thick tool in his throat as he slurped and sucked on it and tried to swallow more of that luscious taste. He couldn't hide the throbbing arousal in his loins that was shaming him and yet somehow also exciting him. At least no one but the savages were around to see it - not much saving grace, but were others to see Maginus in this state, other humans especially, the embarrassment alone might end his life.

But more and more, Maginus felt that growing burn deep within him...something was definitely going on, something that wasn't obvious on the face of it but was clearly not normal. Especially in his loins, where the fire was most intense, and seemed to be building up more and more with the unrelenting pleasure...he was leaking precum now, and every drip felt like lava pouring from his cocktip. None of it hurt, again it felt bizarrely good, he couldn't hate it no matter how hard he tried, and his brain was starting to get fatigued from the effort...but as he started to feel the tension mount, he had a dim feeling that if he came, it was going to be bad news for him. He had to fight it, to not let them bring him over the edge and foist whatever fate they had in store on him…

But putting all available energy towards that forced him to relinquish other resistances. His moans got louder, and he was starting to bob more voluntarily on Flio's shaft, while pushing back into Yacik's. His hands found Flio's legs and clung to them, allowing him to get closer and work him over...somehow his lips were meeting the base of that cock, putting his nose directly against the reptilian slit, weighing his meager air down with even more musk and making his head spin a bit. Yacik's huge shaft was mauling his prostate pretty hard, and he could feel the lizardman picking up the pace, slamming in and out as his slickened passage loosened up further, the bumpy texture sending thrills through Maginus's spine with every impact. “Shit, he's just asking for it now, I swear he's given up even pretending he doesn't want it," hissed Yacik tauntingly, just before suddenly going full-bore, drilling Maginus for all he was worth. The human could feel both scaly males throbbing now, their release coming very close.

But his was closer...all he'd done seemed to have had no impact on his burgeoning lust, the tightness and heat in his cock violently intense and refusing to recede even the slightest bit. He was so close, he wanted to cum, to get that glorious release, but that part of him that was still resisting the taint pleaded with him to hold back. To imagine the shame of being brought to the pinnacle of pleasure by a beastly male. To envision the hostile gazes and words of those who he looked up to, knowing that he had debased himself so thoroughly. To realize how it would ravage his male pride to reach such bliss from what should only have been reached with a subservient woman.

None of it helped. It might have even doomed him...Maginus's orgasm hit, and it hit HARD, far harder than with any female he'd ever bedded before. His eyes rolled back as waves of raw pleasure crsahed through him, making him jerk and writhe as he expelled round after round of seed that felt white-hot, like a boiling geyser erupting from him. Dimly he felt the tingle in his loins, almost like a sucking feeling as his cock and balls slowly got smaller with each gush, but unable to really hold to that thought in the utter ecstasy that was his orgasm, relentlessly whipping him with untempered delight. And in the midst of it all, he heard cries from the two lizardmen as well...thick, sticky cum blasted into his rear passage, hot and viscous, pouring into him so copiously he could swear he could feel every shot, and it felt like it soothed some of that burn wherever it touched with wonderful coolness. And then it was pumping into his throat, and also into his mouth, the delectable flavor of raw male lizardman partying on his tongue and compelling him to swallow effortfully, trying to draw it back into him, to let not a drip of it escape him. It was so much, Maginus lost himself in the carnal glory, forgetting himself for a bit as he reveled in his prolonged orgasmic high, failing to even acknowledge the part of him that lamented its defeat, that piece of him pulled from his grasp.

It was only after the pleasure finally faded from his brain that he was aware of changes. His body felt oddly loose and relaxed, a little bit tired but more drained, like a good bit of the intensity had been leeched from him. As Flio and Yacik pulled out of him, he felt not relief but emptiness and longing, a desire for their return and re-entry. But that paled in comparison to the sensation between his legs...looking down, he numbly registered that what meager endowment he'd had was no longer - he was looking at the inviting lips of a woman, rather than his old male pride. Something which should have met with abject horror...well, it was in that part of him, but somehow none of that was getting to his conscious mind anymore. It was odd, like he was aware of that pride and haughtiness still present within him and its reactions to everything, but it could no longer reach his brain, could no longer evoke feelings on him.

“Well now...so this is what you were after…" Maginus looked up at Tahri, the only one who hadn't partaken of him yet. He was somewhat larger than the other two, clearly a bit older and more experienced, beefier...sexier. His pride agonized over that label, but his mind found it perfectly fitting. He WAS sexier...more attractive than a human male, by far, and so far above a human female, not that those held any interest for Maginus anymore. His cock was out and at the ready, wafting more of that terrific scent into the air around him. And Tahri was clearly looking down at him with a hunger than suggested he was fully intending to use it, and soon. “Not what I saw coming, but perhaps it makes sense...takes your admission to its most literal conclusion. Perhaps some first-hand experience with some of what you associate with 'female' will help you learn to appreciate them, and give them the credit and respect they deserve."

Maginus didn't respond - he wasn't sure how to. It was all still kind of catching up in his brain, trying to process all that had happened and all the implications. But no matter how confused he was, he had no problem with one thing - obedience to the words of the lizardman, as Tahri continued. “Down, on your side, spread yourself, and tell me what you want me to do to you."

With puppet-like compliance, Maginus dropped down onto his right side, lifting his left leg as high as he could, his pussy offered to Tahri in a display even the whores back in the kingdom would never have done for free. The pride in him protested with all it could muster, but all it did was bring the words out of his mouth. “Please, Master, fuck me with your huge cock, pump me full of your spunk, defile me and claim me as yours, ruin me for humans and females forever, and prove your eternal superiority over me."

“Well, if that's what you want…" Tahri smirked as he dropped down into position, bracing that extended leg against his chest as he lined the tip of his cock up with that open and inviting snatch glistening with eager wetness. Maginus gasped quietly as he felt that touch, already making his body twitch slightly from the tiny spark that sent through him. That inner ego was almost screaming at him now not to let this happen, that a noble couldn't let himself be defiled like this, that he was supposed to be superior and act like it...ignoring that part of him was oddly satisfying, and only seemed to make him want the lizardman more.

Tahri didn't go any gentler than the other two - not that he needed to. His cock plunged in, going deep right away, and Maginus let out a rapturous cry as he felt that bumpy shaft rub ultra-sensitive flesh within him. A wholly unfamiliar sensation, to be penetrated like this in an area that never existed prior to mere minutes ago, yet somehow it was far and away the best feeling he'd ever felt. That satisfying sensation of fullness, the heat thrumming off that tool against his walls, the lingering buzz from that stroke of contact, all melding into a singularity of bliss that he suddenly craved hard. He squeezed down on Tahri's shaft, trying to compel him to continue as words failed him.

The lizardman obliged; he wasn't as much of a talker as the other two once in the act, preferring to let his actions speak for themselves. Slowly he pulled back, and then drove in again, this time not stopping but still dragging out the pull-out, making sure that Maginus felt the best of both words. The entries felt like sharp, fierce displays of raw force, while the slow extraction burned inside him, made him feel the enduring power that lingered long after those spikes. His own reaction was complimentary - high and sharp wail from the entry, followed by long and shaky, inward-drawing moan from the pullback. Tahri was hitting deep within his body, he could feel that impact in his core and it sent shivers through him - there was a carnal power there that was so enticing, he wanted more of it, and that desire only amplified as that impotent ego derided it.

Soon Tahri started picking up the pace, no longer letting any part of it linger and instead moving on to working himself in and out, making sure Maginus could get all he could offer - he hadn't quite hilted yet, but didn't rush it. Maginus was the one who wanted to push it, desiring more of that cock in him, damn the consequences...the faster and harder he went, the better it felt, like his body thrived off of the raw imposition and feral roughness. Every now and then he felt a pulse of precum within him, making him reflexively clench on that thick staff, allowing its touch to flare more potently within him. Before long, that desire became too fierce, and a shaky word broke through the cries. “Ha-harder...please…"

As if he was waiting for it, Tahri struck, suddenly driving in harder, getting a louder cry out of Maginus as he slammed in to the hilt, punching past the last resistance and making Maginus's mind explode with ecstasy, the furious climax eclipsing even the one he'd just had as his body twisting and spasmed under the cascading pleasure. His vision blurred from the raw delight overpowering him, his high and staccatoing cry echoing in the air, fluid gushing from his loins around that fat rod rammed into him, trickling out around its thickness. He wasn't sure how long he was at that pinnacle, but as it slowly faded, he felt nothing more than a desire to revisit.

That was when Tahri shifted his approach. He learned forward, bending Maginus's leg further, shifting his legs to bury his clawed toes in the soil for better bracing. His left hand darted out, catching Maginus's wrists and gripping them tightly as he punned them to the ground. With an almost feral hiss, he jerked back and then slammed in, and this time went all-out, hammering into the human bitch with all the energy he could muster, his impressive muscles straining as he ravaged Maginus ruthlessly. The loud grunts and growls were a stark departure from his previous relative composure, and they only served to inflame Maginus's lusts further - the more bestial, the better, as far as his altered self was concerned.

Already he wasn't far away from revisiting that heavenly height...it would have been more accurate to say he never came down that far, Tahri's fierce fucking arresting the descent from climax into afterglow and dragging him back up there to join him. He could feel Tahri's cock throbbing harder, spurting more, promising that it was close to release...he could sense that impotent ego screaming at him to end this, to force him off before that reptilian batter tainted him irrevocably, denied any possible salvation of his stature in the world. And the part of him that was in charge now...it welcomed precisely that, wanted it more than anything, desired beyond all doubt to be reduced to nothing more than a cumslut for lizardmen, what felt like the precise opposite of his station before. He clung to that bumpy shaft as long as he could, trying to coax it to deliver that final blow and bring him to the pinnacle once more.

His efforts only brought the inevitable about sooner. One final slam, and both reptile and human cried out...that first warm, thick gush of seed into Maginus's cunt sent him careening into the stratosphere of ecstasy, back arching and voice worshiping the sky as he was filled with Tahri's thick spunk, the hot and sticky load leaving a mark he would never forget in his mind from the raw sensation of it within him. He jerked and twisted, held fast by the mighty muscles of the lizardman above him, but the effects could be felt in his loins as Maginus squirted his juices over him and screwed back and forth on that thick, pulsing shaft, stimulating it more and demanding more of his seed to lay waste to him. If he thought he'd been going fuzzy before, Maginus was barely clinging to sensibility now, mind so flooded with emotion that it was threatening to drown, at least momentarily. It was so powerful it felt perhaps unnatural...but then again, what could it have been but natural, when deigned by natural law?

His mind slowly pulled itself back together as the pleasure high faded, leaving him panting, worn, but beyond satisfied...there was a tranquility in him that he wasn't sure he'd ever known before in his life. No doubt part of it was that wounded bit of ego whimpering in defeat within him...the little piece of that previous Maginus Yalda distraught at what was the most humiliating defiling imaginable. And he was dimly realizing that to be the point...natural law had suffused him and turned him into the exact thing that the violator would have considered the lowest of the low - a male without a cock, happily letting lizardmen breed him without resistance and with great glee. Each time he spread his legs for them, it would be another blow to that impotent ego, until it either was destroyed or came around...but Maginus knew it wouldn't come around, the old him could not and would not admit wrongness in anything, much less something so extreme, even if doing so might have been in his best interest. It would eventually be broken into nothing, leaving him that new man free of that arrogance...that thought pleased him deeply.

He moaned again, more quietly, as Tahri pulled out of him; the lizardman was panting a bit, too, but seemed much less weary than he was, a testament to his superior stamina. “That was fun...nothing like effectively defusing a threat like him." Releasing his hold on Maginus, the lizardman hefted him up, holding him partly over his shoulder. “I think you're going to like it here...well, most of you is, and what doesn't, I can't say I'm too worried about that part."

“You think we'll get to breed him at some point?" asked Yacik eagerly.

“I wouldn't be surprised, but that'll require a bit more work. I don't think our bitch would say no, though. Come on, let's get back, we'll want to make sure they know about this in case anyone else decides to get any bright ideas to come after him, or Auriel."

Maginus wasn't worried about that - he knew no one would come seeking him, not the way they'd fought against his intrusion in the first place. He had all the servitude to reptilian lusts he could ask for, and had no doubt he'd be satisfied for a long, long time.