{"sf1_id":null,"sf2_id":"nLrrVgRe","title":"A Caged Bird","author":"ShorkScribbles","words":1561,"posted_at":"2026-02-10T15:12:52.000Z","tags":["aarakocra","addiction","bara","breaking","bugbear","cbt","chastity","cock and balls torture","consensual","corruption","cum","degradation","dirty talk","dnd","domination","dubconsensual","dungeons and dragons","flat chastity cage","gay","heavy cbt","homosexual","humiliation","impeding harm","impending castration","male","masochism","mm","paladin","precum","shame","submission","training"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/nLrrVgRe-a-caged-bird","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/nLrrVgRe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/a2/5a/a25afefd-f735-4b64-82a4-b438b290c423","description":"An Aarakocra Paladin and a Bugbear? Dangerous combination  \n  \nKinktober Day 7: Chastity","content":"A Caged Bird\n\n_An Aarakocra Paladin and a Bugbear? Dangerous combination_\n\n_Kinktober Day 7: Chastity_\n\n“Worry not, my friends. I shall discuss his last shortcomings with him.”  \n“Are you sure? I mean. You know Kler can be a handful.”  \n“A handful? No. He only needs a firm hand and a gentle mind.”  \n“Uh… First time I heard that about him. Are you really sure?”  \n“Yes, yes. Go on. I’ll eat later. We must have that talk.”  \n  \nMost of the party remained curious and somewhat dubious about what was said. The eclectic mix of Human, Half-Orc, Half-Elf, and Dragonborn had their eyes fixated on the Aarakocra Paladin who waved them away from the communal bedroom they decided to share in the inn.  \nAmidst this was the aforementioned Kler, up and about, but acting as if the whole conversation was going over his head. Then, with that same apparent ignorance, he scratched his chest, snorted, and even yawned.  \nMeanwhile, the Aarakocra continued to shoo the whole team away, pushing them to eat on their own and then bring his meal back. Up until the door closed and the footsteps became distant.  \nEnough that even Kler’s elongated ears did not pick up the sound.  \n  \nThen, a smile spread across the Bugbear’s brutal face, pulling on the scar going over his right side. His teeth were dirty. His eyes glimmered with joy as he approached the Paladin Aarakocra and wrapped one arm around his shoulder.  \nThe other? It thrummed against the Paladin’s chest plate.  \n“So. Caged bird. You want me good?”  \n“I… Yes. They are gone. There’s no need to wait, no?”  \n  \nWait? Oh, Kler was used to waiting. But since he was ‘given’ the liberty to have fun, his loincloth stirred with excitement. The loose fur fabric lifted, releasing a waft of musky and earthy fragrance. And without any surprise, the Bugbear’s cock, far bigger than most humanoids, was out… Erect… And dripping.  \nJust where the Aarakocra would be wanting it, under his hand. By the scutes-covered and talons-like fingers that desperately clenched the air until, finally, the Paladin gave in to his appetite. To the desires of the flesh.  \n“Excited, Caged Bird?”  \n  \nNo answer.  \nHowever, Kler had his hand dancing along the Paladin’s front plate, drumming against it with his knuckles on the way down. Down to the reinforced skirts the Paladin wore. A skirt that had a few openings. Kler slipped his hand into one of such openings and found his nails clicking against the familiar stainless steel.  \nA flat surface, practically a cylinder, that was damp. Then, the parts of the contraptions he hadn’t played with, such as the lock, the joint. And then, the ring. He followed the latter with a tracing finger, going down along the feathered testicles, underneath them, then on the other side, back to the point of origin. And then… Back to the front, he flicked.  \n  \nMeanwhile, the poor quivering Paladin had been gawking and certainly not idle since his hand had wrapped around the Bugbear’s mast. A large cock that certainly filled the hand and branded the scutes with a stench only the Paladin seemed to appreciate. Yearn… Desire.  \nUnder the Bird-brain’s hand, the cock throbbed and spurted precum on the ground while Kler remained entirely in control. No heaves, no huffs, only a smile while he licked the Paladin’s feathered neck and found the sweat there riddled with fear. Fear and shame. Both flavors Kler favored when his rasping breath brushed the Paladin’s earhole.  \nThe feathers almost straightened, and a chirp escaped the Aarakocra.  \n  \n“I… Am. Please. Let’s do… it fast,” moaned the Paladin, gripping the Bugbear’s erect cock and stroking it, pulling on the greasy foreskin until globs of precum coalesced at the end and fell onto the wooden floor.  \n“Because Caged Bird is afraid they notice?” asked Kler, yanking the skirt with a grin to admire the white-feathered genitals snug into that flat chastity cage. The latest model, something a large chunk of the Paladin’s savings had gone to, too. Not so thrifty.   \nNevertheless, the Bugbear licked his lips while watching the whiteish precum dripping from the few holes into the metal that allowed fluids to ooze out…  \n  \nAnd then, the Bugbear’s massive hands squeezed the Bird’s tight and taut nuts, having one between two fingers at once.  \n“Please, don’t jinx it.”  \n“They’re close. Very close. Only two meters below,” purred Kler, the nuts rolling in his fingers while the Aarakocra’s fingers seemed to slow down, the temptation too heavy. “Front or back.”  \n“B-Both.”  \n  \nKler’s smile grew wider.   \nSure enough, the Paladin’s ass had become a lovely rose under his guidance. At that point, it wouldn’t be a surprise Kler could fist the Paladin without preparing him.  \nHence, with his hips pulling back and out of the Paladin’s reach, Kler aligned his cock with that plump and feathered posterior.  \nThe Paladin’s beak contorted into a smile while the Bugbear’s other hand was still on his nuts, squeezing them, pressing on them.  \n  \nEven if it ended badly, that damned Paladin could always heal back. His masochism was beyond any limits ever since Kler had called him out. The Bird-brain could feign ignorance, try to act holier than thou. But the moment Kler’s raspy breath was on his neck, his teeth sinking into that chicken-like flesh… And his cock penetrated those gaping and stretched inside… Oh, the Paladin was no longer a holy man.  \n“They are below. They might hear the slut above. Goblinoid slut. Big Bird slut with tiny nuts, tiny dick, but big ass.”  \n  \nThe Paladin didn’t answer, but he craned his neck. The wings in his back fluttered weakly, though they didn’t push Kler away. Not when he was fucking that asshole, who was, as usual, clean and prepared.  \nAnd that tiny caged cock? It continued to dribble onto Kler’s fingers as he continued to squeeze the nuts with an increased strength, one he could feel was at the limit of a humanoid.   \nThe Paladin himself trembled and quivered, his beak clicking weakly.  \n  \nScratches and marks had been the starter. Then the fisting. Then the caging.  \nBut never before had they been doing it so close to their teammates.  \nThe party could return any time now; the sounds of footsteps on the other side could be theirs. At least, for the Bird-brain whose eyes sometimes darted at the door with fear while Kler merely pressed his cock deeper… And then humped.  \nThe Bugbear could recognize the footsteps and wouldn’t be afraid if his teammates returned, but he loved that fear in the Paladin’s whining breath. All the while, he gave those nuts another squeeze, practically at the limit of… Hurting.  \n“They are so close. If they open the door, they’ll see you. They see a Caged Bird being a goblinoid slut.”  \n“You’re… Jinxing it.”  \n“Caged Bird would want it, hmm?”  \n  \nOh, the Paladin had begged to be taken away. To become his bitch. Under the Bugbear constant assault, he’d been a craving addict for more fucking. For more, until he had to spend all his ‘holiness’ on healing himself back.  \nEach time, he would say ‘never again’ but the day after? He’d be choking on Kler’s cock until he passed out.  \n  \nKler laughed, releasing the nuts while feeling that precum dripped even faster with his humpings. That caged bird was feeling more needy and was also easier to please. So… For once, Kler gave what the Aarakocra wanted.  \n  \nWith a smile, the Bugbear dug his teeth into that neck. A rush of fear and shame came through the Paladin, the stench filling the room as much as their fluids. And Kler humped, pumped his hips, rocked the Paladin’s body.  \nTheir balance was entirely on the Paladin staying upright, and Kler counted on him, fucking, humping… Crushing those tiny nuts until the end.   \nIt was close, so close. The Cage Bird’s beak click, the eyes rolled, and-  \n_SQUAWK!_  \n   \n “We heard you cry, are you okay?” asked the out-of-breath Rogue after he barged inside the room. Kler was reclining on his bed, aside. He observed the scene unfold with the Paladin having to stand in the middle of the room. Precum and cum were pooled all around him, the stench of sex hanging in the air.  \nWorse of all, some of Kler’s fluids still dripped from that gaped entrance in the back, though the skirt hid it away.  \n  \nHowever, the skirt couldn’t hide the wobbly legs, the nauseous expression, and the pain the Aarakocra tried to control. He couldn’t heal himself yet; there was so little time.  \nAnd worse, he continued to ejaculate weakly, droplets dripping on the floor.  \nIt would take another long explanation for the Paladin not to be considered a pervert.   \nAnd Kler? Oh, he smiled.  \n  \nHe was scratching his chest during the ordeal, feigning ignorance and even checking his gear.  \nAll the while, the group continued to ask, to berate, to assault the poor Paladin with their words after he’d, again, pleased himself in their communal space.  \nThen, they asked if it was Kler.  \nThey always asked about the Bugbear. But no.  \n“No. Why would I let a disgusting Bugbear dare to approach me for… This?” cried the Paladin, squawking. Just like he did when Kler made him cum.  \nEven if the group cried, raged on, criticized him, that Caged Bird would return to the Bugbear, tonight or tomorrow.","series":{"name":"Kinktober 2025","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/nZ77pPP1-a-heroic-break.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/m0KKVWQe-not-so-lonely-break.json"}}