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"Guards! The intruder is in the throne room! Quickly -Ack!" A lizardmen commander in armor of leather was cut down by the blade of the brave hero Nameless, bear barbarian of the north. The hero's imposing figure stood at the top of a long winding stairway leading down into an open cavern. Nameless's brown fur stood out against the wavering light of the torches and oil lamp hanging from the walls and swinging from the ceiling

The lizardman commander struck down by Nameless's sword evaporated into motes of energy, sent back to the realm he came from, never to trouble the land again. The brown bear was clad in only a loincloth, band of iron on his wrists and black belts to hold his modesty and scabbard. He had traveled a long and difficult path to the source of the troubles in the land.

His people had been scattered and their lands lost due to the foul serpent that lay at the bottom of the cave. He wielded a weapon crafted by his tribe, a sword forged from the metal of fallen stars. It was the perfect weapon to drive away the invading lizard people. Its touch once placed on the impure flesh of scales sent the invaders screaming back to their native world.

Two more lizardmen guards rushed up the stairs as Nameless descended into the pit. His sword made of fallen star iron rended the feeble steel of the guard's weapons. A swift series of head slashes removed the lizards from this plane of existence. Their hisses of terror pouring down upon the uncaring stone.

At the very bottom of the pit lounging about was the head of this unholy empire that held sway over the kingdoms of the earth in a cold unfeeling grip. The lizard folk's leader, the infamous Raja reclined his body upon heaps of luxurious pillows.Their stitching enough to feed entire nations for decades.

Unlike the lizardmen he commanded, the Raja's lower body extended into a long, thick and sinuous tail. Yet it proved no hindrance to the lizardmen's leader in war and conquest. "So the Mighty Nameless himself. Here to pay homage to your superior lord and master?" The Raja said, gesturing at the bear as if he was merely an unwelcome house guest instead of a righteous blade of vengeance.

"Silence monster, your grip on the land ends here" Nameless pointed his blade at the Raja, while he stalked down the winding path of the stairs. All it would take was one scratch, one cut from his star metal iron sword and the long nightmare would be over. His people and the rest of the realm would be free from the foul grip of conquest and sorcery.

"And do you think your little toy stick would even reach me furbag?" The Raja laughed, throwing his head back in utter arrogance, his neck hood flapping from his movements.

The bear barbarian was only ten steps away from the reclining naga. Nameless only had to cross that short distance to end this foul evil.

Eight Steps, Nameless dove forward.

Six steps, no other guards were close enough to have any hope of stopping him

Four steps, the bear barbarian raised his sword above his head. He readied it to bring it down cleaving the skull of the foul warlock before him.

The Raja unconcerned reclined back, his head resting back on his hands. The motion jostled a gleaming chain of gold. On its length was a flat circle of intricate symbols and patterns. In the center of this golden disk was a bright blood red smooth stone polished smoother than the face of a calm lake. It caught the light of the torches and lamps, the gem's surface flickered and then a single wide beam of red light flashed into Nameless's face

Two steps were left but Nameless stopped. His eyes turned blank and his sword fell to the ground. The mighty arms that drove enemies before him and the pillared legs that trod the wicked snakes beneath his feet grew limp and slack. Nameless's face, tight as it was with battle focus had slumped down.

The Raja's cruel laughter shook the air. "At last, you thorn in our side. " The naga rose up to his full height casting the bear into his shadow. "Did you not think I would be unprepared for your treachery?"

Nameless's face twitches as it tries to grimace. His muscles fight against a mountain of sorcerous weight that had gripped his strength and his will. "You reveal yourself to be nothing more than another piece of meat." The Raja said, his finger unhooked the bear's chest belt, sending Nameless's scabbard crashing to the floor. The bear shivered as the naga's finger began tracing its way through his chest fur.

"And like any other piece of meat for our pleasure, you require... further seasoning." The Raja said. Two other lizardmen guards who arrived hooked their arms underneath Nameless's broad shoulders. "Take him to the vision chamber for our sages to... work over." The Raja waved over to the star iron blade. "And dump this garbage in the nearest volcano."

Nameless was dragged away from the Raja's chamber, blue eyes wildly searching for any way to escape, to retrieve his sword. Yet the foul sorcery of the Raja kept its sinister hold on his rough chiseled body. Nameless was dragged, sliding on his knees all the way to another large hall.

It was circular in shape, with a giant hole in the ceiling and within the floor was a large pool of liquid off the side of the middle of the chamber. Worked stone showed that this was a constructed place and the worn floor signalled it was in use for a long long time.

Nameless was forced to kneel before this pool that was not made of water. The unearthly glow and white color would prove that, The bear's hands were shackled behind his back, rough bands of weight pulled his wrists away from him. Anklets of iron kept him further secure on the ground, the bear unable to lift himself from his knees.Finally a collar and chain around his neck secured his head to gaze at the pool.

More steps came close to the bound Nameless and the bear could see in the reflection of the pool a pair of lizardmen, both dressed in golden finery and ornaments of an arcane bent. Nameless found it within himself to growl in the back of his throat. For standing on both sides of him were one of many wicked instruments of the lizard man empire's oppression.

The lizard man sorcerer sages. These monsters in the service of the invading empire of scales were in charge of ensnaring weaker minds and turning their bodies covered in fur into service for the empire. Nameless had sent many of these warlocks screaming back to their realm. Yet he could do nothing for the victims who had been drowned in the bliss of slavery to the lizardmen.

Some feeling returned to Nameless's limbs too late. The iron and steel that held him place was weighty and thick. His body, mighty in strength and that had broken him out of many bindings before could not wield that same strength with how he was bound. He had no way to leverage his power to crush the skulls of these sorcerers beside him.

Nameless feared no death or peril of combat. However Nameless dreaded the chains that these sages could put on his mind. Dark and insidious arts that would turn any hot blooded and noble warrior into a perverse and leg spreading whore for scaly cock.

"Bring the sphere." One of the sages said, breath rushed and irregular.The rattling of iron chains came from above. Nameless could see a large orb of yellow glass descending from the ceiling, the sphere's reflection swinging in the pool. An imperfection was found in the middle of the glass. A single wide crack that made the entire structure seem just like the slitted eye of a serpent.

"After this, you'll just be another slave to our empire." The other sage hissed. A gnarled hand tossed various herbs into the pool. The surface beginning to roil and bubble.

"Enjoy these last moments of your freedom Nameless, for after this, you'll be nothing but nameless muscle for us" The first sage scoffed and tossed a match within the simmering pool of white liquid.

Intense light flared, causing the bear's eyes to water. Yet not a single wave of heat washed over him. Shapes and colors began to swim before his vision. Dazzling whirls and swirls in vivid shades of black, white and red and yellow blinked before him.

Then Nameless's field of view was filled with near uniform green that was disturbed by the presence of shadows and curves. It was the body of yet another one of those accursed lizard men. A green muscled exposed body covered in very fine scales lay before Nameless's sight. Nameless recoiled mentally at the sight of the lizard man's pink length emerging. The smell of male sex hovered in the bear's nose. Then outrage as he spotted a head of black fur approaching the lizardman's cock. Nameless recognized the owner of that head. It was one of this tribe members that obediently closed in and began sucking off the lizard man.

Something inside Nameless wrenched at the sheer unthinking delight that his fellow bear had in suckling that thick heavy rock hard cock. There was no shame in the black bear's posture, his attention was utterly abandoned to his task. The black bear's tongue swirling and slurping every inch of the lizard man's sword.

The scene shifted with the scattering waves in the pool. They changed into the shimmering undulation of scales belonging to the coils of a naga with green and blue patterns. In the long strong corded muscles was a white mouse soldier entangled in the naga's body,

Yet there was no struggle from the slender yet corded body of white fur. For the rodent's eyes glazed over with swirling soft colors. The mouse was taking deep regular breaths as the naga toyed with the ensnared prisoner. No gasp or shock was shown on the mouse's muzzle as his tormenter was fingers deep in his ass.

The mouse was stretched and bent and rotated, while the naga explored every inch of his depths. The mouse's cock was hard and twitching and leaking but no spilling of rich seed occurred even as the naga tapped deeper in the mouse's secret folds.

Yet again this scene dissolved into a darkened chamber with a single lion kneeled. The feline with the rich red mane was tied up in rough hemp cord. Winding bands of tan rope covered over biceps, thighs and a barrel chest. Lizardmen marched forward in a ring. Chanting began to take up the air. " Scale Rules, Fur Obeys" echoed all around the lion whose head dropped in open acceptance. Nameless found himself mouthing along. His jaw tracing the shape of the words.

The ring faded into darkness to dimly illuminate hunky bears, lions and tigers among other species of men breaking stone and dirty in a tunnel. The waves in the fluid shifted to more enslaved men working the fields to feed the armies of the lizard men. Biceps heaved and chests strained against the weight of boulders, picks, hoes and plows. Thighs tightened against the distance of dirt and stone and stand. The slaves all breathed in one breath and worked to one rhythm. A rhythm that beat itself into Nameless's brain.

Then Nameless's view changed yet again. The image before him was of a single male wolf who stood among lounging lizard men. While the lizardmen where stroking their cocks, the wolf had his back arched and his gaze was towards the ceiling.

A syllabant whisper was being passed between lizardman to lizardman. "Cum, cum" The male wolf was spilling his milk without touching his own length. His red cock continuously spurted onto the floor. The gray wolf writhed in black as his twitching cock and balls obeyed the commands to their master. Nameless's own length throbbed in time to the wolf's twitching. Yet there was no relief for Nameless's cock behind his own loincloth. He grew envious of the wolf slave

The bear craved the release he was not allowed and that was given to another.

The lizards grew larger in the bear's sight and Nameless's view point shrank. The wolf vanished from sight until Nameless found himself viewing those mighty lizardmen towering above him. White began to spill as he could see himself covered and then smothered in their seed. Nameless's nose was drowned in the scent of superior lizard musk. His mouth drooled and his tongue could but catch the taste of salty seed. Nameless gave himself into the unrelenting hunger for the cock above him and the cum around him.

The two lizardman guards from earlier, unchained Nameless from his bindings, but he could no longer struggle when freed. His mind and brain was in the hot sweaty grip of lust and submission. The presence of self that was once Nameless no longer was present. Even the two lizardmen guards entwining a red cotton rope around the bear barbarian's body not for any need to restrain him. Why should they? Nameless's limbs no longer had his own will to follow. If anything, it only highlighted the grip that the lizardmen now had on this fallen hero. The guards framed the bear's muscles and chest in a harness. Displaying savage muscle caged by reptilian skill and cunning.

He was led away through the tunnels of this citadel of the lizard men. Curious and haughty slit pupil eyes took in the sight of the scourge of their empire being laid low before them. And they were amused. Their mighty foe laid low like all furred beasts should be before the superior might of the lizardman empire.

Nameless was taken to a curtained tent, where within was the Raja resting his folds of his lengthy body upon the pillows. Kuamn kneeled down before the glorious lord of the lizard men.

The Raja laughed "How far does the noble warrior fall." Nameless could only eagerly nod in agreement. Who could ever think that the lizardmen empire could ever fall? It would last for thousands of years. No thought existed of previous rebellion or struggle in the bear's mind.

"Now to finally claim you and your ass for the glory of our empire" The Raja said, Nameless's chin cupped by the naga's hand. The bear leaned into the touch of his glorious master and superior. The thought of escape or resisting never even occurred to him. The length of the Raja's body curled around Nameless.They cradled him,as he slid among the tightly muscled tubes.

Nameless was lifted up, his stomach rose from the sudden elevation. He found himself falling back. The bear soon rested on a cradle of the Raja's body. The brown bear's legs and arms hanging down from the folds. The Raja had taken a handful of glistening lotion out of a small clay pot. It was spread among the green naga's fingers and palm.

Wetness surrounded Nameless backside as the Raja dove between the bear's glutes and spread his hole. The slick fluid warmed up the ring and sent it clenching. It left Nameless feeling empty on the inside. He wanted, no needed his master to fill his hole. He hungered for it, yearned for it. Nameless's belly ached with the need. The naga ripped away the bear's lion cloth, exposing a rapidly hardening bear cock.

The Raja adjusted his body, aiming his cock towards Nameless's teased hole. The naga thrust in, delving open the unexplored wilderness of Nameless. The virgin ground of the bear of the north was plowed through. Nameless's mouth spread further to take in the heat of the air. The Raja bred him, pushing harder and harder and tilting the bear's body back further in angle and distance. Yet the naga's coils held the bear in an iron grip. Soon enough Nameless was treated to the sight of the Raja looming over him as the naga's hips ground against his own.

"Now, bear. Spill your pathetic pride and accept your role as nothing more than a toy for the glory of the lizardmen." The naga said, tracing his finger down across the length of Nameless's erect cock, hanging down over his face. With a moan of rapture, Nameless the slave came, his face painted white with his submission and his humiliation through the crushing of his tribe was complete.

The flaps of the tent were pulled back to reveal an amassed legion of the lizardman army. All were nude, all had their cocks hanging out and all were looking at Nameless with unrestrained sadism in their eyes. "You have committed crimes against the noble defenders of our rule." The Raja said, his eyes closed as he finally clenched out his own release, his thick cock pumping the bear full of seed.

The pulse and force of the Raja orgasm expanded Nameless's bowels and pushed the bear off the naga's cock and onto the floor. The northern bear's ass began to leak white. Nameless eyes gazed up in a daze at the cold eyes of the Raja. "However should you repay the debts you incurred?" The Raja said. Nameless craved forgiveness the only way he knew how. The bear crawled forward towards the nearest lizardman solder. He took up a mighty length to pleasure in his hand. Then one in his other hand and yet a third for his mouth. He began to suck, he began to stroke. The cocks he had seized grew harder and pulsed against his grip. One of the soldiers marched behind him and began to add his seed to the naga's swirling around in Nameless's gut. Absolution was a long time in coming but Nameless's service would be forever.

The End