Darkness

… And now what you've all been waiting for
We give you he who suffers the truth
Swing the noose again
Pierce the apple skin
Yeah, you bit more than you need
Are you chokin on a bad seed?
Choking on a bad seed
Yeah
Off the veil, stand revealed
Bring it on, break the seal
At the mercy, cat is out
Spit it up, spit it out
Spit it up, spit it out
Spit it out now….
Bad Seed by Metallic

Warning: non-consensual sex! See Codes

Darkness Chapter 60 Kidnapped

Keylyn woke sluggishly from his drugged state and unknown number of hours later. It was a moonless night very windy and cool and found himself laying on a horse blanket and under a less than fragrant a gray cloak along side a brightly blazing campfire. He sat up quickly and planned to make a run for it, but as soon as he moved his head it began to spin wildly and he fell back down on the blanket, more than a little nauseous. Whatever they drugged him with, apparently wasn’t going to allow him to run away anytime soon until it was out of his system, as well the dulling incapacitating drug reduce his ability conjure even the smallest magic. Key tried to lay still and breath deeply so that the sick feeling would go away. Just as he started to feel somewhat better, he heard the sounds of two bodies moving in his direction rapidly through the grass and underbrush. The closer they got to him and the fire he could hear their laughter and conversation about what they intended to do, dismayed suddenly caused Key’s sick feeling to return.

“I tell you Talloc, the boy may have the high blood of wizards running through his veins but I see little of that magic evident in him, so I don’t see any danger in us amusing ourself’s nightly with him until we reach the Eye and the Master. He is a beautiful little thing, his soft pale slender young body is almost like a flat-chested young girl and nonetheless his dark rose nubs are deliciously large, round, and prominent from being well mouthed and enjoyed often, and even drugged mindless his small cock responds and weeps easily at an experienced touch. I knew because I explored this lovely piece of flesh… for I found myself sticking my hand inside his loose clothing and amusing myself with him as I rode along … I licked away his sweet nectar that gathered on my fingers. No one in the party even noticed, they though his moans the work of the drug I gave him. The word is he was living as the dark wizard Lord Seer’ Reign’s willing sexual minion and catamite. So he is not even a virgin… we should be able to enter him quite easily without even having to prepare him”

“What if our undead master finds out, Dzstu, that we took liberties with what he claims as his own?”

“Talloc how will he know, unless you plan to tell him, surely you value your own head too much to let our little secret be known! Now come let us enjoy him together and share his superb beauty. Just looking at him, will make you hard.”

“Dzstu, then I claim first call on this Tollen creatures lovely experienced little ass, I need relief badly for lately, the opportunity for rape, and pillaging has been very thin and far between lately… we spent all our time looking for the actual whereabouts of this little Tollen slut. I just don’t know the what the head Assassin and El’llissinor’s lieutenant is thinking… we use to have a lot more fun during our raids! We’re suppose to be assassins, yet I haven’t killed anyone for so many months, it ridiculous.”

“Then hurry the fires just up ahead, and our pretty plaything awaits us beside it to amuse us!”


“NO! I fucking don’t!” Whispered an angry Keylyn out loud to himself. He wanted to flee but he was too fucking sick to move. It felt like his unsettled stomach was about to expel itself any minute, last thing he needed on top of that was to be repeatedly raped by a couple of horny perverted assassins.

When his captors reached him they knelt down beside him and then without warning and began to pull his cloths off without warning one piece at a time, it was no surprise to him that his stomach decided to let go violently just then and he proceeded to vomit up everything in his stomach all over them both. The sourer reeking smell coming from inside him, made him vomit even harder until he was left empty and gasping breathlessly with the dry heaves.

“Filthy little fuck, I think he did that on purpose,” yelled one of the most certainly surprised voice of the assassins, but Key was too sick tell which one it was…. all at once blow after blow of painful angry fists rained brutally down upon his half naked body and his consciousness fled completely into the freedom of the dark, even though his body couldn’t.

Ooooo

Consciousness returned to Key with a large cold wet splash of musty muddy water that was pored unceremoniously over his face and naked body, a harsh abrasive wool cloth
[Later he discovered it was one of the gray cloaks they used] it was rubbed endlessly over his body, even his most tender intimate places until parts of his body were left hurting and burning from the harsh fabric. All the while shrieking cries of pain escaped through his freezing chattering teeth. Next he was nearly blinded when a dazzling fire torch was shoved up closely to his face and hair, and then it was run up and down the length of his body to see if he was free of vomit. As his shivering body was thoroughly examined from top to bottom. A crude and rude hand even grabbed his ass and forced it apart so it could be inspected too.

“Dzstu, your right he is a lovely little piece, made to fuck and play with over and over. I believe I got all the vomit off, accept his breath smells of it, got anything to rinse his mouth out, after all your not going to want to stick your dick into that pink little mouth reeking of foal puke are you?”

“Yes, Talloc, I have the perfect thing, it’s an expensive aristocratic Apple Brandy, heady with alcohol, perfumed with sweet scent of apples. I stole it from my last kill. It’s very sweet and strong, if we can get him to gargle a little of it and spit it out… and then drink several mouthful of it afterwards… it will make him quite intoxicated and most certainly quite agreeable to our needs.”

“Then get it… damn-it, next time don’t give your captives that much of that drug too make them this fucking sick. It’s going to take my new chain mail weeks to stop smelling of vomit from this incident. And you’re right; this Tollen piece makes me hard, just staring at all that lovely white flesh, round bottom, and willowy thighs. I can wait to fuck him long, hard, and deep, till the pretty little thing, begs me to stop, but of course I wont… until my hungry dick has been fully satisfied.”

Dzstu heads to his horse and saddle bags and retrieves something from inside them, and then returns to find a naked Talloc, accept for his gloves, sitting on the now cleaned horse blanket that their captive had been resting on… he held the shivering little naked Tollen Spawn, vulnerable sprawled out between his own spread legs one gloved hand tangled and jerked roughly in the long pale silver and violet hair while the other gloved hand tightly worked and played with the small limp shaft of blushing flesh between the boy’s parted legs. The boy made soft desperate whimpering sounds; he seemed to know he was not going to escape his fate this time.

Dzstu was more than a little angry that the bossy Talloc had taken charge of that part of the boy he wanted to suckle upon… he should have kept the boy for himself; only foolishly he decided to share. Never again he thought… especially not with the greedy and overbearing Talloc!

“Give me the brandy, I’ll make the boy take it and rinse out his mouth with it.” Dzstu hesitantly handed Talloc the brandy skin, container. Instantly the plug in skin was removed and the nozzle was forced into the boy’s gasping mouth. A large mouthful of the strong alcohol flowed swiftly flooding the boy’s mouth and causing the boy to choke it right back out and it sprayed messily over them both. Again the nozzle was shoved roughly back in his mouth and Talloc heartlessly ordered as he pulled painfully on the boy’s silken hair.

“Stupid little trollop, hold it in your mouth until I tell you to spit it out, or so help me, I’ll pull your lovely hair out by the roots. You hear me.” The assassin ordered and tugged on the boy’s hair until he groaned and whimper in distress and despair.

“ Oh! Pleasseeee… it burns me! Begged Key then unconsciously; just to breath he couldn’t keep from swallowed half of brandy in his mouth. As the powerful alcohol reached his blood stream it made him grow heated and sluggish, almost to the point that he didn’t care what happened to him next, for there was nothing he could do to stop them from having their way with him

“No little shit, spit it out now!” A hand clutched tightly around his slender throat and forced him to expel the remainder out of his mouth on to the grass.

The hand then freed his throat and then absurdly he was ordered by his ruthless captor to take even several more small sips of the brandy. Key wanting to escape what going to happen to him shortly so endeavored to drink enough so he would be too drunk and too groggy to feel anything they did to him. Soon he was to discover that he misjudged both the strength of the harsh burning brandy and evil ferocity of his present abuser for soon he knew never-ending and overwhelming pain intimately.

Key was roughly drag about brutally until he rested on his hands and knees, and immediately a large hard vicious cock was thrust violently inside him, without warning or preparations and he screamed over and over as Talloc repeatedly sheathed himself in and out of him with endless vicious enthusiasm. It seemed the ruthless act would go forever, when unexpectedly Talloc himself gave loud shriek of pain and fell lifelessly on top of Key rolling them both on to their sides as he collasped in death … the elf's rapidly cooling cock still partially penetrated Key’s abused hole and there came the heavy smell of blood, just for moment Key thought the blood spilling over around his body was his. Then he looked up in to fire light and saw another gray cloaked and masked assassin materialize out of the evening shadows with a long sword still dripping with Talloc’s blood in one hand, while the one called Dzstu knelt pleading for mercy on his hands and knee at the feet of the masked assassin.

“Please Lt., Dusklover don’t kill me too, I beg you!”

“How dare you vile stupid fools touch what belongs to the master without his permission. Be thankful I need you to see this Tollen harlot’s needs otherwise you’d be dead too. Dzstu if you wish to continue breathing, you will not touch the boy unless you’re seeing to his basic needs…disobey me and I will cut off your horny little prick and make you swallow it whole... got it fool?” Came the Lt. low hissing voice, Dzstu knew the arrogant Lt never threatened without backing up threats with deeds. He saw examples of it many times before and the terror of it made him shiver.

Keylyn lay there captive listening under the stiffing body of the dead Elf assassin, too exhausted to free himself from the chilled cock that remained inside him and the damp rank blood and seed that seeped over him and tainted him. And he too began to shiver violently from the cold night as well.

“Dzstu see to the shivering boy… NOW BEFORE DAWN COMES… before he sickens and dies, surely his little corpse will not satisfy the master in any way shape or form. Bath him in warm water until he clean, give him fresh clothing, and then feed him until his belly is full, and damn-it no more drugs even if you half to tie him to the saddle to keep him securely our prisoner. In fact Talloc wont be needing his horse now… so the little slut can ride, just tie him well to the horse…. If he escapes or tries to escape Dzstu be warned I am holding you personally responsible, unless of course you like the taste and feel of a bull whip on your perverted flesh, for I will thrash you stupid if our much valued whore were to get away and delay our return to the master! Fool get off your fucking knees and see to him, dawn comes shortly!” Then Dusklover turned and walked away, not even looking back to see if Dzstu obeyed.

Dzstu obeyed all right, because he was too scared not too! Dusklove could be a cold and cruel, when orders were ignored.

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