A Game of Will
It's been awhile since I was able to sit down and write a good size of any worth. So, please, be kind on my return story. That being said, I really do thing I did well here and I hope you all enjoy reading it too.
Zylen, Ardo, Cain, Zero and the story are (c) to me,
Ty, Leland, and Omari are (c) to Apollojay89
A Game of Will
Written by: Zylen Andel
"Thank you for joining me, boys." Zylen's voice had an edge that was rarely for the peacock. He normally favored the bottom but lately his dominant tendencies have been surfacing more frequently. "I'm sure you guys have noticed that I've been different lately...more aggressive. And you are going to help me train that side of me. Because If I can make you all submit to me, I can top anyone."
In front of the peacock were eight bound and gagged males specifically chosen due to their dominant natures. The men were already in various awkward and vulnerable positions while they waited whatever was in store for them. Seeing the harshly glaring eyes and stern faces only made the avian's beak water as he imagined tasting the dominance it would take to break these men.
"First let's get the chorus started." Zylen walked over two of the men that had been separated from the rest. The two men were standing with spreader bars keeping their legs open and chained to the floor. Pushing into the waists were metal bars wrapped in foam that made them stick asses out towards the center where more metal poles rested waiting for power. Attached to the small metal poles were flexible but strong plastic paddles built to strike hard but not break even after hours of use. The men had their arms pulled up and were secured above their heads to ensure they were completely helpless to do anything but take their licks.
Zylen looked between the two men, seeing a large and muscular cobra with black tiger stripes running down his back. The other male strapped into the machine is a smaller but no less dominant black furred goat. The fact that goat was blind did make Zylen sympathetic to him, but a stern word or two the goat would be shown no mercy.
"I want to hear you singing the whole time." With a quick hand the machine sprang to life, unseen gears ratcheting the poles into new positions as they started spinning.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
The two men howled in pain as the firm but flexible paddles swatted their asses with the equal firmness only a machine can offer. The strikes to their exposed and helpless backsides will never get any harder, but they will also never let up.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
Their cheeks were already staining red and Zylen grinned as he watched the strong men struggling in their bindings. Each one of his brothel workers had a unique power as perk of working there, Ardo being one of those workers, and as such wore a collar designed to suppress his abilities so there would be no escape.
CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!
"Perfect." The loud cracks of the paddles colliding with bare flesh mixed with the heated and helpless whimpers from the two bound men became the first rhythm. But this kinky conductor had more music to make with his bound instruments.
Glancing over to the rest of the men in the room he saw them struggling to be free of their bindings but Zylen had been careful this time. There would be no escape for them, not until mercy was granted to them...and their backsides.
One such victim was a handsome cardinal who was hanging upside down by his ankles with his wrists secured to the floor. His legs were held together and his tail feathers and wings were held to his back by ropes. He was struggling and grunting around the ball gag wedged into his black beak, but all he could was hang there waiting for whatever Zylen would do to him. The peacock waved his hands and blue smoke plumed from his hands like steam from a boiling pot of water. The smoke moved closer to the cardinal's helpless body before condensing into multiple disembodied hands. The blue hands started their tortures of the red feathered backside, making the captured bird jump and wince around the gag.
SMACK
"That's nice." Zylen smiled as he watched the hands abuse the butt of his boyfriend's brother.
SMACK
His muffled grunts and whimpers exciting the dominant peacock. "This is fun!" Zylen knew that the disembodied hands would continue to assault that handsome rump even if he wasn't there controlling them so he decided to move on and continue to construct his muffled choir.
The next captive to feel the dominant eyes on him could watch the avian approaching because he was bent all the way over cuffed to his own ankles. "Hello, there Cain." Zylen said as he placed his hands on the scaled butt cheeks of one of his employees.
Cain was actually smiling around his gag as he liked these games he played in this club. Zylen was a kinky guy and this was just the latest game he was happy to be a part of. Cain had a spreader bar that kept his legs open while his tail and arms were pulled to his back and secured with thick leather straps. Being a compsognathus meant his body was built more towards speed rather than power. So, he didn't bother struggling to get free, instead enjoying the feeling of being bound and helpless but to suffer by his peacock friend.
"Oh, look here. There was an extra leather strap. But don't worry. I'll put it to good use." Zylen picked the thick leather strap, feeling the weight of it in his hand, brought a smile to his beak. Zylen took as stance behind Cain but off to the side, folding the strap in his hands. "Here we go."
Cain watched, through his legs, as Zylen pulled his hand back and swung it forward.
THWAK
Cain moaned around the ball gag, still smiling even as the pain of the spanking hit him. There was barely enough time to process the first strike when the next strike hit him, making the stinging pain feel even more vibrant.
THWAK
More blue smoke surrounded the leather band and it too became animated. The belt continued to pulverize the compy's reddening butt cheeks, but Zylen grinned as he moved his finger down. The belt responded and Cain gasped in surprise as the belt persisted with the strikes to his butt, however, the strikes now were hitting his balls too.
THWAK
The compy moaned and squirmed instinctively as his goods were assaulted by the unforgiving leather. Zylen watched for a few moments, stroking his cock and watching Cain shake his butt under the magic spanking. "Dance for me, Cain."
After watching the dancing dinosaur for a few more lingering moments, Zylen moved on. The room was filling with the sounds of objects colliding with the butts of sexy men who could only offer muffled moans. Each passing second made Zylen grin wider, moving towards the next instrument to be tuned for this erotic concert.
The anteater was furious! But that's only because he was used to being on top and in control. Omari's ego and desire to be top dog was one of the reasons that Zylen liked pulling him into these games. And that heated angry glare was another reason that Zylen enjoyed doing these things to him. "What's wrong, Omari? You don't want to play with me?"
"Grrrrrph!!" Omari tried to growl in anger and leap up from the table he was cuffed to. He was bent over his legs tied to the legs of the table, leaving him open and exposed. And after seeing what was happening to the other men in the room, he wanted no part of this. Despite this feeling, however, he couldn't hide his hard cock and blushed in frustrated embarrassment.
"Come on, Omari. You'll enjoy it if you just relax?" More struggles and growls made Zylen smirk as his desire to break the anteater's dominance with his own rose up in his mind. "You're gonna be a toughie huh? I know what to do with tough guys."
A puff of blue smoke made slender bamboo stick appear in the peacock's hand. The look on Omari's face changed to one of disbelief as he realized that's what he would be spanked with. He struggled harder, but Zylen just laughed and wedged the stick between his butt cheeks, hotdogging the captive male with the bamboo cane. "You better relax now or I'll aim at your balls first."
The reaction was almost instant with the anteater ceasing his struggles. Zylen pulled the stick from between his cheeks and pulled back. "Good boy. Here's your reward."
WHACK
A swift strike hit Omari's butt cheeks hard, making him jump against the table. He knew it could've been worse, but the strike of that stick hurt like nothing he's felt before. That one strike throbbed and he knew he was in for more.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
Three quick strikes drew a muffled and pained moan from Omari's gagged mouth. The red lines on his butt Made Zylen smile as he gave the anteater a few moments to absorb the sensations of the strikes. The throbbing pain in his cheeks must be excruciating. Zylen moaned as he stroked himself faster, feeling such arousal as he heard the rooms echoing the sounds of those luscious spankings. Omari looked back with a look that still spoke of dominance and Zylen just grinned as he used his magic to enchant the bamboo stick.
WHACK! WHACK!
A quick firm strike to each of his butt cheeks followed by a few seconds of breathing time would ensure that Omari would feel every sensation. Each painful strike, each throb of his muscles, and each moan coming from his gagged mouth. He may not admit it...even to himself...but the fact that his cock was dripping pre told Zylen that at least part of him was enjoying the game.
The last bound man to join the orchestra of muffled moaning was the gypsy horse tied to the floor. He was laying on his stomach with a blush on his face as he looked up at Zylen. The peacock only offering a satisfied smile as he made his way over to him. The horse had his arms outstretched and chained to the floor with padded cuffs around his wrists and arms. His legs were spread wide and chained in equal fashion. His tail was free to move, but with a quick grab to the base of the furry tail it was secured. Zylen pulled the tail to the man's back and sat down on the muscled back, making sure to keep the horse's tail under his weight.
"Mmmmmm...such sweet music. But now to make it better." Zylen waved his hands and all at once, all the ball gags disappeared. The room was instantly flooded with the sounds of moans, whimpers, and grunts as the men were spanked soundly.
CRACK! THWAK! SMACK! WHACK!
Each hard spank followed by the guttural sounds of men taking that stinging pain to their helpless bottoms. It excited the peacock greatly to be in such control of these sexy men. But the horse still needed to sing. He pulled his hands back and smacked the toned, muscular equine cheeks. It was like hitting a brick wall with his palms, but Zylen was determined to soften those buns. Relentlessly he spanked the horse, never giving him a moment's rest of reprieve.
"OW! Zy-AHH!" Zero tried to speak, but the spanks to his butt were starting to get to him. The unyielding spanks were tenderizing his hot buns and making the horse moans and whimper just like the rest of the bound males. When Zylen set his mind to do something he did it well. Zero always respected that about his boss, and now he was on the receiving end of that dogged determination.
Zylen saw the red hand prints stinging the horse's butt cheeks but still didn't stop. It was so hot and so arousing to be doing this to so many men at the same time. The peacock was almost in a state of frenzy as he abused those sore red cheeks. Zero was almost crying in real pain, but his big sturdy body handled most of the throbbing pain.
Their roaring moans and the sounds of those deliciously satisfying spanks made Zylen moan himself as he began to hump along the horse's back. The muscles flexed against his undercarriage and only made him more aroused. Zero struggled and squirmed but each smack to his bare buns seemed to only get worse. The other men were also squirming and could only add to the hot and sweltering moans that was giving the peacock the exact pleasure he wanted.
"Sing for me boys! Just a few more hours to go!" Zylen grinned as he kept up the spanking to horse's butt while watching all the other men getting spanked by the enchanted implements he had chosen. This was certainly a fun game.
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