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Hooves pounding upon rock sounded off into the night. White furred caprine demons with broad shoulders and curved horns wearing nothing but loincloths stood hunched over and snorting into the air, their eyes darting from side to side as they searched the landscape of the mountain path. They stamped their hooves and shook their heads, huffing as they searched for a sign of their query. With a bellow, the three demons went their separate ways to cover more ground, one of the demons eyeing a portion of mountain road that dipped off into the side with suspicion. In a small cave nestled against the mountain, a bard stood in the darkness with lyre held against his chest, his breath held as he awaited the sound of stamping hooves and bleating demons to subside. Erel had made a terrible bed, and he wasn't quite sure he wanted to sleep on the spiked top of that cot. He had allowed his impulses to take over and while entertaining a horde of roving demons he had decided it would be fun to use his voice and music to lull them to sleep and take a little trinket off of their hands, unfortunately, they weren't the sort that let their enemies off without a chase. Honestly, performing for a band of demons wasn't exactly his best idea in the first place, but what was life without a little risk and danger? Looking at the bag by his legs he wondered if he should simply leave the wooden figure that he had taken behind and be on his way, but then again, they didn't seem like the type to let go of a grudge so he figured he might as well get a bit of gold by selling it to some sort of collector of magical artifacts, if it was even magic. With a sigh he leaned back against the cave wall and pressed his head against the rock, wondering what he could do now. Even if he stuck his head out of the cave there was a large chance that he was simply going to be caught and most likely killed or he could starve in this damp cave waiting for them to get bored of searching. With a grunt he leaned to pick up the bag, blowing strands of brown hair from his face before turning towards the exit of the cave. Peeking his head out into the moonlit night he could see none of those caprine demons waiting for him or anywhere nearby, he couldn't even hear them off in the distance. Perhaps he had given them the slip, perhaps he was safe to leave and so he stepped outside of the cave with a sigh of relief believing in his heart of hearts there was nothing to worry about now. A shadow then fell upon him along with the sound of loud bleating, a pain lancing at the side of his head as he fell over onto the ground, stars and darkness taking him and his vision. They had been waiting for him, the clever bastards, at the very least he'd be knocked out cold when death came so he wouldn't feel a thing. He winced as his head was dragged across rocks and dirt, his consciousness lasting long enough for him to feel that, cursed luck. He'd never deal with demons if he managed to somehow survive this encounter.

Erel found himself waking to the feeling of a pounding headache, his rear far too cold and his arms strung up by rusty chains and shackles upon his wrists. The pounding in his head only allowed one eye to open, his sight blurry but able to make out a chamber of sorts with stone floors and chains every which way he looked. Thankfully there were at least torches on the wall to illuminate his grim situation. With both of his eyes open he noticed that the cold touching his rear was from the fact that he was entirely nude there, his pale form shown underneath the torchlight. With a sigh, he shook his head of the blur around his vision and took stock of his situation. So, as he could see, he was chained against the wall in perhaps some sort of demonic fortress surrounded by cold stone and his clothing and equipment were nowhere to be seen, as was the trinket he had stolen from the caprine demons. There he sat nude and cold without hope and his head still hurt, everything seemed hopeless at the moment and he'd rather be singing in the bed in some rich man or woman. As he shifted and his head became further clear he realized that cloth was wound tightly around his mouth, keeping him from speaking or making too much noise, so singing was entirely out of the question even if he were in a comfortable bed. At the very least he was alive, and though things couldn't look any grimmer, he was confident that he would somehow make it out alive, or at the very least grimly optimistic.

Sitting there in the flickering torchlight he pondered to himself how best to spend his last moments. If he could, he'd be wailing a song of being trapped in a cage, but with his mouth shut and his lyre nowhere to be seen he had no choice but to sit there against the wall with his arms strung up by chains and his head still aching. At this point he thought that the demons were going to torture him with boredom more than anything else, but as his thoughts turned to counting the cracks in the floor and ceiling two of the demon's appeared, one holding a familiar bag. As they stopped by his corner of the room the demon holding the bag stepped forward with a stomp of a hoof and let out a guttural grunt tossing the bag down which spilled the contents. There at his feet were the remains of the figure which he had taken. It was split and broken in two. Whatever that little thing had been it seemed rather important, but he couldn't really say his apologies or really make any sound so all he could do was simply awkwardly shrug. The demon nearest to him wearing a necklace of bone bleated and hissed as it approached, "We gave you sanctuary and paid you. You steal from us and break our treasure. We will have payment. Say no words, we do not trust your foul tongue."

Erel simply made a muffled attempt at an apology which only seemed to serve to further anger both of the creatures. He was then wrenched from the walls, the demon that had been silent breaking the chains from the walls and gripping onto both ends tight to bring Erel to his knees. He grunted and found himself face to face with the crotch of the demon who had pulled him. Erel tried to recoil but the monster simply held his head and place while the other spoke, "You are not a female, but you will serve well as a slave. We'll break you and then you'll sing for us like a good bird."

Erel's eyes widened as he heard those words, as he felt the warmth of the crotch through the loincloth. He twisted his body and began to try and pull away as far as he could manage, the chains upon his arms rattling, the demon allowing him to pull back against the wall before he was dragged back against the creature's leg. His cheek was pressed against the caprine demon's furred thigh, his eyes wide as he saw a bulge forming through the beast's loincloth.

A slave?! He was far too sensitive for that sort of thing, manual labor simply wasn't something that he was into doing, and worse of all that manual labor seemed to involve things of a sexual nature. Sex was a beautiful thing and a good cock in the rear for a bit money wasn't necessarily something Erel was against, but to breed with demons and serve them as their slave was another story entirely, but did he really have a choice? There the demon that held his chains used a single hand to rip the loincloth from his crotch revealing a limp flared cock that was twitching and growing before his eyes. Again he tried to back away but his cheek was suddenly pressed against the side of that massive thing as it began to grow erect right there and then. He could do nothing but watch in horror and awe as that massive shaft began to twitch and grow further and further until it was fully erect and well past his head. The demon taunted him by dragging that thick thing against his cheek before gripping onto it to slap it against Erel’s cheek. The other caprine monster in the room removed his loincloth to reveal his hardening cock as well, the bard’s eyes in disbelief of the sheer size of both of the demon’s caprine members.

For a moment there was a spark of hope in the form of what he thought was a mistake. The demon with his cock against Erel's cheek removed the cloth keeping his voice silent. Just as he opened his mouth wide to let out his song to put those horrid beasts to sleep as he had done before, his gullet was filled with the flared caprine cock that had been slapping his cheek. His eyes were wide as his mouth was forced open and his throat was suddenly assaulted with thick meat. With the demon's hand at the back of his head he could do nothing, but take thrust after thrust of the caprine demon's cock. No matter how hard he tried to pull away he couldn't fight against the iron grasp of the demon, his lips forced apart and his tongue assaulted by the musky taste of the demon’s cock. He could feel the creature's member twitching in his throat, a gag sounding off from his muffled mouth as he tried his best to handle what was in his mouth and sliding down his throat again and again. The force of the creature pounding into his mouth along with the girth prevented Erel from even trying to bite down, but at the same time, he was too afraid to even try.

Already his mind was growing hazy as it became difficult to breathe, his vision growing blurry, his body shuddering as he felt that hot member dragging back and forth against his tongue and down his throat. The demon pounding into his mouth cackled and bleated, his powerful digits gripping through Erel's hair and tugging him closer. He shut his eyes as he tried to endure the massive cock inside of his mouth and throat, his tongue finally working around the thick shaft to try and get the demon off as fast as he could manage. He felt the other demon press the tip of that flared caprine cock against his cheek, his eyes opening as he saw the foul monster stroking itself against his cheek causing him to shudder.

A warmth he would rather not admit began to blossom in the pit of his stomach as the creatures continued to use him, heavy balls slapping against his chin now with every thrust from the demon that was face fucking him. That strange warmth seemed to come from nowhere, his body somehow desiring more of the abuse that he was being forced to endure. Every single thrust of the demon's hips brought a wet slap from the spittle gathering in his mouth. The demon's thrusting then grew faster as the thick cock in his maw began to twitch and swell, thick pre spurting out from the flared tip of the monster's member. His throat and tongue felt slick from the amount of pre practically gushing from the demon's cock that pounded into his mouth. The heat grew in his mouth from the caprine cock grinding against his wet tongue, his heart thumping as he braced himself. With a loud and guttural bellow, the demon thrust once more before pulling out slowly. Erel breathed heavily through his nose, glad finally for a bit of respite, until he felt a practical downpour of hot liquid splash against his tongue. His eyes opened wide as he felt the demon's orgasm bottom out onto his tongue. He shut his eyes tight as he tried his best to swallow every drop, his body shaking as he felt that thick stuff coat and stain his tongue and throat. There was far too much of it and even as some of the cum spilled from the sides of his mouth, more and more came from the demon's twitching cock.

Erel's eyes grew glazed over as the demon continued to pump more of that thick seed into his maw, his body twitching and far too hot from the sensation of the cum traveling down his throat and hitting the pit of his stomach. The demon's cock dragged against his tongue, still twitching and hard, Erel huffing through his nose as he tried to get as much breath as possible. With the demon's cock finally free of his mouth, he was able to sing, able to use his power to take control of them, but when he opened his mouth all that came out was a weak sigh, his breath and mind foggy. His body shuddered and trembled from the warmth of the demon's cum permeating his form. He wasn't sure why, but he couldn't think straight, he couldn't even see straight at that point. Was it their cum? Did they use some sort of magic upon him? It was then that he noticed that the demon had simply let go of his chains, allowing him to move freely, but as he tried to move he his body growing hotter, his legs shaking as he tried to stand only to stay firmly planted on his knees before the demons. The creature with his cock against Erel's cheek traded places with the beast that had just pounded into his throat and spoke aloud, "On your hands and knees before us slave."

Erel tried to croak out a reply, but instead, he moaned, his body shaking as he got onto his hands and knees. Shock registered on his face for a moment as he looked up to the creature with shaky eyes, whatever they had done to him was powerful enough to take his voice, to take his power and he could do nothing but obey. Behind him the demon that had fucked his mouth knelt to grip tight upon his plump rear and spread it wide, Erel gasping as he felt a thick wet tongue lash between his cheeks and against his puckered hole. He shuddered and groaned then as the demon before him gripped at his hair to tug his mouth against the demon's sizable balls. There he shivered, his eyes shut as he reluctantly brought his tongue out against the demon's heavy orbs. His lips and tongue were forced to drag underneath the demon's sac, his mouth moving to suckle upon the balls, his eyes shut as his tongue dipped underneath and against the demon's taint. He shuddered and tried his best to pull away, to resist the temptation to accept the warmth permeating his form but his mouth simply gravitated against the demon's balls. He couldn't do a single thing with the demon's influence tugging his mind towards pure obedience.

Erel breathed in against the demon's balls, his mind slowly going more and more towards pleasured bliss as he continued to lavish the caprine’s balls with his tongue and spittle. He still wanted to pull away, desired to stop this nonsense, but his body would simply not obey the small portion of his mind with some sense still. At his back the heavy tongue against his rear caused him to arch his back as it dipped into his rear to wet and slicked his inner walls with hot saliva. His own cock was growing hard as he found himself entranced by the demon's seed and spell that had him slowly transforming into their slave. Still, he tried his hardest to struggle, to think of unpleasant things, to make himself desire the cock before him less, to make his body stop reacting to the tongue lashing at his puckered hole again and again. Even as he tried his hardest, his body warmed further, his mind mired in a sea of fog, his mouth opening to the demon's balls as he moaned aloud. He couldn't stop himself from desiring more of the demons that assailed him with their cocks and tongues, their hands grasping at his body in various places, their grunts and snorts bring out a feral desire in his body. He wasn't sure what was happening to himself anymore, whether it was his own body desiring to be ruined and turned into a slave for the pleasure of the demons before him, or if it had something to do with that foul cum he had swallowed so much of.

Erel gave in as he brought his still shackled hands up to grip upon the demon's cock. He stroked as he moaned out and dragged his tongue against those beautiful balls. He wet them with his tongue, getting each orb slick with his warm spittle. Afterward he suckled on each, popping them into his mouth and letting out muffled groans, his master above him letting out huffs of pleasure. Soon enough he felt the demon at his back rise, that thick tongue pulling away from the inside of his warm and tight rear. He gasped out against the balls he had been sucking upon as he felt a caprine cock slap against the small of his back and rear. Between his plump cheeks, he felt the demon begin to grind his cock, his body shuddering as he felt that beast pound and thrust between his rump, his puckered hole twitching against the cock pushed against it. He then felt the weight of the demon behind him pressing upon his back, hot breath against his neck as he shuddered, his mouth still focused on worshipping the balls before him. The demon at his front then gripped through the strands of his hair, pulling him up, his dark brown eyes glazed over as his lips were brought against the tip of the demon's flared cock. Without even needing to be told, his tongue flicked out against the demon's flared tip, tongue dipping against the hole before dragging over the flare, his mouth moving to engulf his master's cock.

Even though the human had moved on his own to please his masters, he was not given a break. Erel gagged and moaned around the cock that was suddenly thrust firmly into his mouth, a muffled cry sounding off as his rear was suddenly stretched open wide. The tip of the demon's flared cock pressed past his puckered hole and dug in deep without mercy, his eyes closing as heated pain touched his hole and lanced up his body. Pleasure and pain at the same time assaulted his senses and he wasn't sure which was true and which was simply a result of the influence that had been forced upon him. Still, he moaned out and took every inch that was given to him in both mouth and his rear. His tongue worked frantically as he drooled around the cock inside of his mouth at the same time he tried to move his hips as best as he could towards the cock that was slowly moving deeper and deeper into his rear. The demon behind him grunted and let out guttural bellows as he tried his best to slam into Erel's tight rear. Erel could only jolt and shiver as he felt that demon's cock pounding into him further and further, at the same time his hair was yanked and tugged to remind him that he had a job to do before him. At that tug of his hair, he brought his mouth further upon that cock, bringing it deep into his throat despite gagging. The heat brought upon by both the cock in his mouth and in his rear rising up his spine and resting within his mind, adding more to the fog that kept him from thinking straight.

Erel wanted to serve his masters, desired to bring them pleasure, and so he worked desperately to please both, a hand moving back to grip at his rear to spread himself further, allowing the demon inside of him to push deeper while his other hand moved grope and squeeze at the balls before him. The demon at his rear let out a bellow as every inch of that thick cock buried itself inside of Erel's rear. Erel let out a muffled groan as the caprine demon inside of his rear began to pound away at his senses. The demon huffed and bleated as he thrust into Erel's rear, his cock pulling back all the way only for his hips to drive himself as deep as he could into the slave human's tight hole. Their balls touched with every single thrust given to Erel's tight rear, wet slaps sounding off with every single push and thrust of that thick caprine cock inside of his rear. His moan was loud even muffled by the demon's manhood shoved into his mouth. He tried his hardest to swallow down as much as he could of that thick cock, but even if he could not, the demon before Erel began thrusting just as wildly as the demon inside of his rear.

There he was spit roasted by two caprine demons. Their thick flared cocks thrusting deep into both his rear and his mouth, his throat and rear inner walls pounded by the caprine cocks of his masters. His eyes were closed, his body shook, his mind completely taken by the pleasure, pain and every other sensation brought upon the rough rutting of the demons around him. He was lost in their musky scent, their pleasured guttural noises and the way they used him like a breeding whore. He wanted so badly to cry out, to let his pleasure be known to his masters, but instead he was forced to keep his mouth firmly planted upon the cock before him. His tongue coiled as best as he could manage around the cock in his mouth, his body shaking and trembling. Erel felt the beast inside of his rear suddenly thrust madly, desperately, their balls slapping together as his rear was stretched wide by that swollen cock. He felt the flare of the beast inside of him twitching before suddenly his insides were filled with hot, tainted seed.

The thick cum of the demon poured into his rear, his inner walls tainted by that thick cum, his own cock twitching violently before he spilled hot seed onto the floor of the dungeon. He shuddered there as his insides were filled to the brim with far too hot semen. At the same time demon in his mouth suddenly pulled free, that caprine cock spraying hot cum onto his face as both beasts groaned out their pleasure. Erel gasped out as his face was coated in that hot seed, his body shivering as the demon at his rear pulled out with a wet pop and spurt, his body collapsing as he felt far too weak to hold himself up. Cum fell upon his back and dripped free of his rear as both demons finished marking him. There he laid upon the cold floor panting, warm spots on his back causing him to shudder and shiver. He wanted so much more, needed so much more, but he could not move, he could only whine out and mutter against the floor, "M-masters."

The demon there at his front gripped at Erel's hair pulling to bring his head up to stare into Eral's glazed over eyes, "M-master may I serve further?"

The demon only snorted and cackled, "No slave, you've paid off your debt, now you have the choice to leave. You'd like that right?"

Erel shuddered as he brought himself on his knees, his foggy eyes staring into the demon's as he reached to grab onto the hand that held his hair, "N-no...I want to stay with you, I want to be taken again and again by all of my masters, by all of you demons. I'll even sing you any song you desire, any song you wish, and I'll do anything you wish as well."

Both of the demons licked at their chops, their hands reaching to take their new slave. They would bring him to the rest of the horde, to please the rest of their lot. The human wouldn't give them children, but at the very least he would serve as a hole to be used, a perfect little servant.