CORPORAL PLEASUREMENT
Chaor bristled with rage after having been betrayed by Phelphor, who he thought was an ally was actually a M'arrillian, a member of the race that was currently enslaving all the other tribes throughout the land.
The leader of the underworlders came upon the edge of Mipedian territory, Chaor felt a sure of disgust at being forced into getting help in fighting back against the invading M'arrillians, but pushed down his utter dislike of the lizards and entered their lands.
"Any luck, Xelfe?" asked a red and yellowish lizard as he and his companions searched the ruins of a former Mipedian city, in hopes of finding any survivors of a recent attack by the M'arrillians.
"No!" snapped Xelfe with a huff.
"Don't worry about it, and besides, we have other things to worry about than finding other Mipedians right now!" exclaimed Munnari as he looked at the approaching form of Chaor.
"C-chaor! what is that underworld filth doing here!" yelled Kolmo with a mix of surprise and anger, as the other Mipedians joined him and watched the underworlder get closer and closer, until stopping at the foot of large grass covered sand dune that they stood upon.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT HERE, UNDERWORLDER!?" hissed Munnari.
Chaor looked up at the three lizards staring down at him from above, "had you spoke to me with such disrespect at any other time, and I would've made a belt out of your hide" snarled the red underworlder.
"I...came to ask for help" said Chaor with a tone of utter defeat.
"That's rich, the great Chaor asking us for help" shouted Xelfe with total disgust.
Little did any of them know that Phelphor had followed Chaor and was currently watching them while cloaked, waiting for just the right moment to make his move, and felt a rush of arousal at what he had planned for the little group.
"How dare you come into our domain and ask for help, when all of this is your fault! exclaimed Munnari.
Chaor clenched his fists in anger, how dare that insolent Mipedian blame him for Phelphor's betrayal, even if it was true, Chaor had never been spoken to like that and by a lowly lizard no less.
Phelphor might not have been one of the smarter M'arrillians, but even he could tell that there was a deep dislike between the underworlder and the Mipedians, so he de cloaked and watched the argument for a bit and thought up the perfect plan.
"You better hope that you weren't followed, otherwise we'd all be in trouble" said Xelfe as the three of them came down and gathered around Chaor.
"So, what's the plan?"
"The plan is for you to serve me" said Phelphor with a sinister chuckle, before quickly unleashing a strong form of mugic that made Chaor and the Mipedians suddenly go quiet.
Phelphor couldn't have been happier if he was declared ruler of everything, casting a bit of mugic, he stripped the group of their crotch coverings and then removed his own with a dark smile.
"You! come here and lick me" ordered Phelphor, before Chaor came over and knelt before the grinning M'arrillian, then began to caress his balls with a black snake-like tongue.
"Ahhhhh....that's a good little underworld slave, lick those balls!" exclaimed Phelphor with a gravely moan, before summoning Xelfe and Munnari over to him and watched as the two lizards dropped to their knees and lapped at the M'arrillian's cock.
As Phelphor melted under the intense pleasure of having his personal areas bathed by moist tongues, he snapped his fingers and a thick vine-like tendril burst up from the ground and wrapped around Kolmo's middle, binding the Mipedian's hands behind his back.
Phelphor summoned a very large feather and with a bit of mugic, he had it tickle the bound lizard's penis, the grunts and shrieks of pleasure coming from him, almost made the M'arrillian wish that he was the one holding the feather instead of it moving all on its own.
Phelphor's cock was staring to get far to sensitive from all the licking, so with a snap of his fingers, they stopped their assault.
Despite being under M'arrillian's control, the four of them were aware of it and began to break free, but Phelphor was aware of their struggle and sent out a psychic blast that knocked the three of them down.
"Release us, you M'arrillian gutter trash!" snarled Chaor.
"Yeah, let us go, you monster!" said the two Mipedians.
Before they knew what was happening, Phelphor summoned a whip of some kind and once again snapped his fingers, causing the three of them to bound to a large slab rock that appeared out of nowhere.
"I take no pleasure in this, but saves do not give orders to their masters!" snarled the angry M'arrillian as he unfurled the whip and lashed it across the backs of all three of them at once.
Chaor was grunting during the flogging, but the lizards were in absolute agony, shrieking loudly with each lash of Phelphor's whip, tears flew from their eyes and dripped down the sides of their faces.
"Arrgghh! that's enough Phelphor! exclaimed the underworlder as he took notice of bleeding cuts that covered the lizard's backs.
Phelphor was shocked to hear such concern in Chaor's voice, and the so would the two mipedians, had they been able to hear it over the sound of the whipping.
"Fine then, the lizards are done for now" said Phelphor as he unbound them with mugic and actually healed them to some extent, before summoning a large wicked looking paddle and moved into position.
"Watch carefully lizards, this is what naughty underworlders get" said the M'arrillian as he swung the paddle across Chaor's firm ass, the loud crack of the dreaded implement echoed in the air, causing the Mipedian's to wince.
Chaor roared in agony as the M'arrillian paddled him, the underworlder crying after five or so strikes, Xelfe and Munnari were chuckling with glee at the once mighty lord of the underworlders getting punished and crying like a baby.
"That's a great look on you, the mighty Chaor, bound and fully aroused from getting punished, I wonder what Maxxor or any of the overworlders would think if they saw you like this?" laughed Xelfe.
Chaor couldn't be any more furious with the laughing Mipedians, they could laugh at him all they wanted, but once he was free they would pay for daring to show such dissrespect to him like that.
Phelphor was having so much fun humiliating Chaor, that he failed to check on Kolmo, the bound Mipedian elite was laughing like like a madman as his turgid penis was starting to turn purple from the endless tickling.
Phelphor stopped his assault on Chaor's swollen ass, which at this point was probably a blackish purple hue by now, and watched as Kolmo's cock twitched, before he let out a shriek and a rope of cum exploded out of his shaft towards the sky.
The others watched as the bound lizard jerked in his binds, ropes and ropes of thick reptilian cream shot fourth from his cock, arching in the air before landing on the ground.
Phelphor was filled with mixed emotions at the fact that the Mipedian had enjoyed what was supposed to be a punishment, and after releasing him from bondage, he used his mugic to summon another slab of rock and sat down on it, before using some more mugic to float the still dazed Mipedian over to him and released the magical hold on the lizard and let him fall right over his lap.
Chaor watched with keen eyes as Phelphor lifted up his hand, letting it hang in the air for just a couple of seconds, then brought it down on the lizard's ass with a lound resounding smack.
Kolmo gave a surprised grunt, feeling a painful sensation blossom over his bottom, before another smack landed in the exact same place, the shocked Mipedian soon realized that he was being spanked and tried to escape the M'arrillian's hand with little success.
Chaor watched with amusement at the poor lizard's predicament with great delight, feeling almost happy that at least one Mipedian was suffering in the same way as him, almost made what he went through, worth it.
"Owwwww....m-master....please!" begged Kolmo as tears pricked his eyes, the feeling of shame running through the Mipedian soldier as his cock began to harden from Phelphor's assault.
Chaor, Munnari, and Xelfe watched as Kolmo got punished, the other Mipedians wishing they could do something to help, but held back for fear of getting punished in the same way.
Phelphor knew that the lizard was nearing his breaking point, tears dripped down his face, while his cock rose to full hardness, shrieking as the M'arrillian walloped his scaly ass melons.
"Master....P-phelphor....please!" begged Kolmo as he was caught between pleasure and pain, cock dripping from it brushing up against the M'arrillian's thigh, his bladder was full and the need to pee was beyond tolerable levels.
"Master....I...need to pee" said a shame filled Kolmo.
"Well, hold it, you filthy lizard!" exclaimed Phelphor with a angry shout as he kept spanking the lizard.
"M-master....p-please" said the Mipedian with a choked shriek.
"Don't even think about it" growled the M'arrillian as if reading Kolmo's mind.
However, just as the the final spank came, Kolmo could no longer hold back the gallon of urine that was inside his bladder, and began to urinate while still over Phelphor's lap letting out a long sigh of relief as he soaked the M'arrillian's lap with hot lizard piss.
Kolmo looked rather content after having emptied his bladder all over their master's lap. Phelphor on the other hand, was beyond pissed.
Phelphor just sat there, stunned by what just happened, then began shaking with barely contained fury.
"Hahahaha! K-kolmo just peed on Phelphor" giggled Xelfe and Munnari.
"Couldn't of happened to a nicer guy" said Chaor with a look of amusement.
Kolmo quickly vacated the other male's lap, rushing over to join the others, before Phelphor leapt off the rock and dove at the trio of lizards, only to trip over his own feet as his crotch covering was around his ankles.
"Smooth move! Clutzor" laughed the Mipedians.
A furious Phelphor got up off the ground, pulling up his groin covering as he did, before summoning a thick leather belt and attempted to strike the now fearful lizards, only for Chaor to grab his arm.
"As much pleasure as it would be to see these lizards get what they deserve, I'm afraid that I can't allow you to harm them" said Chaor in a rare moment of compassion that was rarely seen.
"YOU CAN'T ALLOW ME, HOW DARE YOU CHAOR!" bellowed Phelphor, who struck the underworlder across the face with the folded over belt.
"Spare the worthless lizards and I'll become your servant" said Chaor in a last ditch effort to keep the rebellion alive.
"If I agree to this, you'll do whatever I ask of you?" asked the M'arrillian with a soft, almost whisper like tone.
"Anything you wish."
Phelphor had a feeling that this was a trick of some sort, but to have the mighty Chaor under his command, was too good an opportunity to pass up.
"You have a deal, but before we go, I want you to punish those impudent Mipedians for me" said the M'arrillian.
Phelphor handed the belt to Chaor, before using his mugic to lift the three lizards over to the slab of rock and bent them over it.
"Twenty should be enough" informed Phelphor.
The pained shrieks of the the three Mipedians, was like music to the sadistic M'arrillian, and after Chaor delivered the last blistering strike with the belt, he threw it on the ground and strode over to where Phelphor was waiting with crossed arms.
"You did a wonderful job, whipping those lizards" said an impressed Phelphor who waved his his hand, freeing the three sobbing Mipedians from the rock, before teleporting away with Chaor.
"Dammit! my ass hurts" hissed Kolmo as he rubbed his scorched behind, before bending down to retrieve the discarded belt, having a feeling that Chaor left it behind for a reason.
The three Mipedians carried on with their search for any other people that were still free and were able to fight, they were still shocked about what an underworlder had done for them, and made sure not to let Chaor's sacrifice be for nothing.
Even if they wouldn't admit it, the Mipedians were rather grateful for what Chaor had done for the three of them.