Exiled to the Unknown (Carolinia)

[Archangel99]

You are Frederic Grenier. As a result of your crime of being a prostitute, you have been thrown through the portal, and have been knocked unconscious by the strange forces within the crystal.

You awake quite a while later to find some sort of creature fluttering above you. He's got red skin, a black pair of bat wings, and the biggest, thickest cock you've ever seen. It's easily a monstrous eleven or twelve inches long, and looks disproportionately large for his tiny four foot figure.

"Oi! Wake up, fuckboy!" The creature snarls, fluttering down to Frederick and slapping his face with the cock. "Do me a favour and start sucking, will ya?" He says, grinning.

 

[Carolinia]

Frederic winced awake from the surprise slap. He couldn't say this was the first time he'd woken up with someone's cock at his mouth, but it was certainly the first time that the cock belonged to a four foot fantasy demon with skin like an unholy sunburn. He doubted he'd ever sucked, no less, seen a cock that was as long and thick as his forearm, either, when he really stopped to think about it.

Okay, so he was definitely dreaming.

Whatever mental magic his mind was deciding to play on him had him horny, achingly so, and the thick, brimstone musk that the overpowering little beast was emanating managed to make it so much worse. Although, with the familiar request thrown in his face, Frederic wasn't in as much shock as he should've been.

"What are- you're an imp, aren't you?" He blurted out, pointing a lazy, accusatory finger at the snarling creature as he drawled heedlessly on. "And what makes you call me a fuckboy? Awfully rude thing to say, if you ask me. Especially if you're hoping to get serviced with no offer."

This snippy tone was out of the norm for Frederic, but no matter. Pretty soon, he'd be back at home with his partner, Elijah, pumping each other up for a long day's work with their village's most licentious.

 

[Archangel99]

"Eeeexcuse me? You're a sacrifice, right? They tossed you in here through that portal? Or were you just some random idiot who happened to jump in?" He asks, fluttering up and around to his back. "But if you won't suck my dick..." He reaches over and spreads his ass cheeks. "Oh! What do we have here! Looks like my instinct about you being a fuckboy was right!" He says with a snort. Frederick can feel his dick pulsating against his thigh, ready to ram into whichever hole the imp decided to use.

 

[Carolinia]

Frederic flushed as his cheeks were parted, the clit of his glistening cunt twitching in anticipation despite the less than ideal position he was in. Oh goddammit! The arrest, and the trial... it was all as real as the horny imp residing between his legs, preparing to impale him with that monster of a chode.

The sense of feeling in his legs was dubious at best after getting dropped on the ground, and his hazy instincts were surely still muted from unconsciousness, but with only a moment to act, Frederic took aim and jammed his foot backwards, hoping to punt the little fucker out of homefield with a sharp kick to the stomach.

 

[Archangel99]

With a meaty smack, the kick connects, sending him sprawling backwards with a groan of pain.
"Ow! You little goddamn bastard!" He growls, stumbling to his feet, before pouncing on his back. "I'll teach you to kick me you piece of shit!" He snarls, before pressing his fat cock against his asshole. He had only a second to act before his ass was speared open!

 

[Carolinia]

With no time to sincerely parse his options, Frederic flung both arms behind his back, one fist clenching tight around the base of the imp's wings, and the other fiercely tangling in its hair. That monster of a cock at his backdoor was, needless to say, not the first thing he felt like being pressed with right after waking up. Whether or not that was an understatement became readily obvious as he tugged with all his strength upwards and away from his prone ass and cunt, resolved that either the imp, or those silly wings, were coming violently off as he tried to swing his attacker over his head and onto the ground before him.

 

[Archangel99]

The imp yelps with pain as he's grabbed and tossed, crashing to the ground a few feet away. He lies motionless for a second, before staggering to his feet.
"You... You little fucking bastard..." He snarls, clutching his wing. "Just you wait. You'll come to us soon enough. Just you fucking wait..." He growls, before taking to the air and fluttering away.

 

[Carolinia]

Realizing that the imp was serious about just up and winging away, Frederic muttered an unceremonious "oh shit" under his breath before hurrying to his feet and taking off after him. Futile or not, he called out to the little beast, hoping to convince him to stop and try some civility before he could flutter out of earshot. After all, it was increasingly obvious upon taking in his surroundings that he had fuck all an idea as to where he even was.

"Hold it! Stop! I didn't say no, you know!" He bellowed to the creature. "You can have my snatch, hard and rough as you like, for an hour if you just answer some questions about where we are!"

 

[Archangel99]

The imp pauses, then turns. "So you'll come back with me? Start working at the factory like you're supposed to?" He asks, fluttering down a bit closer, but staying out of reach.

 

[Carolinia]

"Waitwaitwait. Wait. Hold up. Sit. What factory? Where, and why? We're going to talk this out before I answer you that question. Sorry for flipping you over my head, by the way. Please, just tell me where I am and what's going on, and I'll consider your factory in return while you're fucking me if you're still serious about that. Sound good?" He tried, sitting crosslegged on the ground as a sign of passivity. He needed info, and chances were this imp had exactly that.

 

[Archangel99]

"The milking factory, of course." He says, shaking his head. "What, they didn't tell you about this? You're supposed to come and work as a cow at one of the milking factories." He explains, like as if it was an everyday thing.

 

[Carolinia]

"No." Frederic shook his head, sincerely oblivious. "I couldn't even tell you who 'they' is? Who is that by the way? My village threw me through a portal for being a criminal, but- hold on, did you just say I'm supposed to work as a cow?"

 

[Archangel99]

"Yes. A cow. We pump you full of drugs, and you get milked for your cum." He says with a straight face, his arms crossed over his chest. He doesn't answer the first part of the question, though...

 

[Carolinia]

Frederic matched the imp's straight stare with fervor, tilting an eyebrow as he lay his hands meticulously on his hips. The facade, however, lasted all but four seconds before he burst out laughing, shaking his head from side to side in disbelief. "I'm... ha... s-sorry! That's just really funny! You're telling me... that in this land, wherever this is, someone's willing to strap you down, make you cum, and then pay you for it? They threw me from my home for doing the exact same sort of thing!"

 

[Archangel99]

"Really? You must live in a rather boring place, then." He says with a snort. "Now that I've answered your questions... Roll over and I'll fuck your ass." He says, rolling his eyes.

 

[Carolinia]

Frederic shrugged his shoulders and spread out on his back, smiling winsomely to the purpose of squeezing some more info out of the imp. "A deal's a deal then. Just do a guy a favor and slick me up first, aight? Pussy has lube to spare." He said, rolling over to bare his full-figured ass. "I wouldn't mind knowing your name, either, or the name of... wherever we even are right now. Just throwing that out there."

 

[Archangel99]

"Hmph. Fine. I'm Zack. This is Mareth. Welcome to Rapeland." He says, flapping down behind him, before grinding his dick against his pussy. He grinds for a minute, before ramming his cock right in, fucking him nice and slow as he lubes his dick up.

 

[Carolinia]

Frederic settled against the ground, scooting on his knees and raising his ass higher so he could properly grind against the shaft. Whether it was an official sale for sex or not, he was determined to fulfill his dues, and besides that, his pussy was already slick enough with arousal to warrant fucking his own hand if he didn't already have a willing imp on the case.

"Okay, so Mareth it is. I'm Frederic-OHfuck!" He yowled, biting back a moan at the sudden penetration. His insides were already quite stretchy out of habit, but the imp's girth was unlike anything he'd had in him before. Well, there had been that one double-dicking he'd gotten from Elijah and his friend once... but that was besides the point. This imp was big, but his excitement in making it fit outweighed his fear, for better or for worse.

 

[Archangel99]

The imp sighs with pleasure, picking up the pace and fucking his pussy faster. "Mmm... Haven't had such a naturally tight pussy in a long time..." He murmurs happily as he thrusts away.

 

[Carolinia]

Frederic's cheeks went red with arousal as the imp's massive tool really started breaking him in. The unnatural, soaring pleasure Zack was pumping into him with every thrust heated his core with all the intensity of a fire, enticing him to spread his lithesome legs even further as his aching nipples brushed against the dirt. His inflamed cunt was already obscene with moisture, coating the fat shaft rather nicely as sweat started to glaze his supple-skinned back.

Remembering his roots, Frederic stared lustily back at the imp while licking his lips in blissful anticipation. "Well, thank you for the compliment, and oh god you're good!" He groaned.

 

[Archangel99]

"Ooh. A slut too. Maybe we'll promote you to lesser demon if you're good enough." He grunts, before pulling out of his pussy, and pressing his dick to his ass. He slowly bears down, popping the tip into his tight ass, and then continuing to press on relentlessly, not slowing down to give him a respite.

 

[Carolinia]

Frederic payed no heed to Zack's words, too lost in his own little world to even fathom as that monster of a cock spread him wide open. A slut indeed, or so it seemed as his fingers made an award winning dash to his own snatch. Instantly, a finger slipped inside and disappeared to the hilt, then another, and a teasing third while his thumb began circling his clit. His asshole fluttered from the stimulation, clamping tight around the oncoming pole, before loosening rhythmically in spasms.

 

[Archangel99]

"Ohhhh fuuuuck yes. Good tight ass! Hell yeah!" He groans, gripping his hips and starting to pound in and out of his ass. "Might just keep you as my personal slut!" He moans, leaning over his back and humping him doggy style. The let him get deeper into his ass, with his bump covered dick constantly rubbing at sensitive spots inside.

 

[Carolinia]

From the very first nubby stroke across his prostate, Frederic was gone, panting and yipping like a noisy mutt as he squirted a thick dose of femcum into the dirt. Pleasure grabbed his mind like a vice, setting the air alight with whorish song as he begged and screamed for more. Maybe it was the sensation of corruption sticking to his easy mind, or maybe he was just inspired by his own ability to handle the size of Zack's manhood. One thing was clear. The dick currently plumbing his slutty insides with fat, meaty smacks wasn't cutting it alone anymore.

"Y-your fist! Other h-hole, fill it!" Frederic cried, his tone somewhere between pleading and demanding.

 

[Archangel99]

"Bloody hell. You've just secured your position as my personal slut!" He says, laughing and ramming his small fist into Frederick's pussy, and thrusting it in and out in time with the thrusts into his ass.

 

[Carolinia]

Ironically, the would-have been factory cow decided then that he'd be the one doing the milking. Clenching so tight around both the cock and fist that pulling out would've been a struggle, Frederic growled with a near-animalistic insistence. Each drop of precum soaked his sloppy tunnel with pleasant warmth, and now he was squeezing down on Zack for all he had to spare, only all the more eager for what was in store.

 

[Archangel99]

"Fuuuuck!" The imp growls, ramming his cock harder into his ass. "I'm gonna make your ass my personal onahole you little bitch!" He moans, slapping his ass three times with his free hand, even as he ruts his backdoor.

 

[Carolinia]

Blubbering like a bliss-drunk fool, Frederic smashed his cushioned ass back to greet each thrust, the three spanks welcome as his clit throbbed through the overstimulation.

"You're gonna cum? Let me ride you! Please let me ride you." He begged, suddenly rearing up in preparation as he peeked at Zack over his shoulder for approval.

 

[Archangel99]

"Oh fuck! Fine!" He grunts, pulling out of his ass and lying down on the ground, with his dick standing up like a flagpole. "Just hop on and finish me off, dammit! I'm so fucking close!" He snarls.

 

[Carolinia]

And that was just the invitation Frederic was looking for. He wasted no time in getting on top, eagerly impaling himself back on the thick pole just as soon as Zack pulled out. From there, the world was his oyster. He rose and fell like a man, rather, cuntboy possessed, savoring the feeling of the cock sliding into him like it was his last meal on death row. Each bounce on the imp's groin resounded with a hearty slap, Frederic's cunt absolutely soaking his legs at the mouthwatering thought of climax.