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Chapter Eleven

The giant screens showed the person who sort of looked familiar, Slut was not sure if he was another acquaintance or someone else, shi could not remember was the main problem, the person was writhing in acute agony as he was whipped and beaten by Sitran masters, they cut the head of his penis off and flayed it and then the inside walls of the sheath in his groin, there was a lot of blood.

The poor man was screaming and begging for them to stop to not hurt him anymore, he swore gibbering in disbelief as they pulled all of his teeth at once then tossed the apparatus for doing that aside.

Slut had seen this person before but could not quite put a name to the person. Slut turned away from watching the giant screen shi looked around to see if any of hir masters were awake yet, they all were snoring happily. Bottles of GBI were all around along with various drugs and alcohol, all empty, the food trays on the big conference table were a mess.

Earlier someone had ordered Slut to lie across the cheeses and sauces to be reamed by two at once. Slut could strangely think back to when the Sitran Masters taught hir how to do that, at first it was excruciatingly painful, then very quickly it became very enjoyable and shi screeched out hir delight in how two giant fat cocks stroked inside hir and slid against each other make hir dance hir legs in joy, clopping hir hooves in a tight rhythm on the floor.

Most of hir masters were very nice and only demanded shi do just one at a time in each of hir love sockets of delight. They all seemed satisfied for a short time until they would huff up some powder into their noses, or Royal Orange master would load his flabby slit in the middle of his face, then they excitedly were able to continue to stroke each of hir sockets, mating hir and grinding their huge enhanced cocks deeply inside of hir. Shi was a little slow in moving for one Master and he inserted his sword up inside hir low Avole passage, shi must have done whatever he wanted too slowly, after that when a master would push his meat into hir it stung a little due to the slit inside.

The face of the person on the screen looked so familiar shi just sat down hir belly was over full with so much cum from all the masters these last few days. It was a constant party, up on the screen that person now totally made into a Zith was raped for the first time, and began to enjoy this, his first time. He looked down and shook his head in disbelief. Slut smiled, some crystallized cum on hir nose cracked and shi rubbed it off with hir hand. The GBI was injected into the Zith on the screen next then one after the other a new Sitran master would plow his throat. They would use his cut down horns to hang onto. Slut reached up on top of hir head. Shi thought, no nothing on me like that I have flat spots there, not horns, that Zith must be some other race.

The person was continuously poked in all of his holes, as more drugs gave him breasts, and after a long time his horns were cut flat. Slut stopped and looked hard at the older Zith, 'he looks like I should know him, but I am getting a blank.'

He was left along then he fell asleep in unconsciousness pretty quickly. Right after the one drug was put into his navel. As Slut watched the years dripped off the face of the sleeping Zith, he looked very familiar now, it looked like ...looked like.

Slut stared the face shi knew who this was now, it was hir, this movie all this time played over and over was hir training.

Shi was shocked and moved away "NBO- NBO NBO it tan't bwe bme!" Backing away from the image on the screen, that was hir capture, that all this time was hir training to become a Zith, something clicked shi saw a face "Now you will sleep everything will erase, you will not dream, " It was hir torturer.

An hour later shi woke up, and the film had ended.

The movie had started where a naked bound man was on the sand again asking "W-Wh-What are you going to do, No wait, I have money, I can pay you double, don't do this!" Shi heard him say. Shi remembered begging as that man, before shi was made into Slut, hir new name. Shi looked at hir cruel masters they enjoyed watching hir be trained over and over again, shi staggered and fell down the fatigue was overtaking hir again, shi would forget, but this memory was good to not remember shi got trained on this video. It showed hir getting trained again every week until nine layers of psychoses buried hir memories of before.

Darkness took hir, shi was in hir monthly rejuvenation cycle triggered by the other action of the GBI, all the last twenty days of torture and getting branded and whipped would be healed, shi would erase all the bad memories in hir mind, including this one, of finding out who that really was on the screen.

Then darkness, Drang yelled under the blanket, "I can't move; J'kael, the voltage I can't ..." He succumbed.

J'kael Saved, the voltage was still going right through his hooves a mine had scattered linked Prison/Police high tech caltrop voltage mines in the ground, he had stepped on only one, it was vorpal and passed right through the steel plates he wore on each hoof he was succumbing again, so he Saved again, the electric current was continuous, Drang was probably dead, this current was built to take out H'Emorael, Draek, or Igrendi the fore runner race of the Royants long ago during the Confederation war with his people on Aldabarian and Sitra Prime. It was after Moak had suffered supernova and all the four types of Moakian and his ancient enemy the Triumphirate had abandoned the planet before it was engulfed by the fire cloud of the Moakian exploding sun. The H'Emorael Empire was just going to take over the Sitrans and their ally the Aldabarian Syndicate worlds instead of simply found their own, it was long ago, before the Jihad war that took down the entire universe and all six Galaxies went silent versus the new foe, the Shy-Aeche. The dreams of learning his race's long history across eons was locked underneath the nine layers of brainwashing the Sitrans had used on him once a week for nine weeks to insure he would not remember who he really was, J'kael 'Dark Shadow'.

He had run out of Save and the mines had vanquished him, he fell unconscious and awoke in the desert stronghold of the Elite Sitran Inquisitional Torture Command Guard unit of the 'Jao Lung' in Sitran meaning 'Harass' in other languages. Just inside his sheath was their crimson red tattoo a circle with a horizontal line through it.

"Get up!" a voice called; "Wake up 'Slut' suck my cock!" Shi awoke with a start then immediately got on hir knees in front of master, shi had a good nap hir breasts were perked up and shi shoved hir hot mouth on the waiting cock, receiving a wave of pleasure in feeling the meat pass across hir tongue, shi continued shoving the cock all the way into hir well muscled throat, the movie that played all the time was on again, some person was getting trained, Slut concentrated on the master's cock and looked at his reactions to hir savagely sucking his post into hir throat, the man on the screen seemed familiar shi could not quite place him, shi concentrated on sucking all the cum out of his dick, hir belly was convex, shi must have rejuvenated ....

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Pim walked with Pony, "hey how do you want to do this, get the Darvolf?"

Pony did not answer right away: "I don't know I'd like to kill him actually, he was so mean to you!"

Pim said to Pony, "I have an idea about that, we make him strip naked, pull his cock to full erection, then get all queer around him, then get him to run way since we both know all Crimson Daggers are cruel cowards!"

Pony thought of that picture and giggled "That would be funny." Pony looked at Pim, "I don't want to not know what to do again, is the only thing."

Pim stopped, "I know, I don't want get taken again."

Pim went over and sat down on a bench close by. Pony followed him. They sat there for some minutes thinking hard but not talking.

"Pony I got changed into a parody of me, it was Malukef all over again, then ...." He did not finish.

Pony said it finally "I can't lose you again Pim, I was so unsure all the time I did everything to find you, you were just gone, I did not know what to do." Pony's emotion came up.

"I found my heart's dream lover and he was taken from me, I kept trying everything, and kept losing ..." he said in a small voice: "Everyone was so much more powerful than me, they took advantage of me, then ...." He swallowed, looking away.

"We live in a world where everything is out in the open". Pim began. "Other Guilds other Orders live their paths, they don't make much sense, and they all live so fast, they can never stay on one track, one purpose for long." Pim said looking at the back of Pony's head. "I love you Pony, I will never willingly leave you."

Pony was still looking away, then turned his head to look into Pim's eyes; "Me too. I can't function without you; nothing is right like when you are in command, when I am with you." Pony dived into Pim's black eyes, looking for his heart Pim's soul. "I want it to be like those two days forever ...." Pony stopped then continued his thought "But it can't be, can it?"

Pim put his armored hands on Pony's face, then took those gauntlets off setting them down on the bench and held Pony's face in his hands, "I got taken, you got lost, Crescent died, because I made a mistake!"

Pony's eyes made the next question asking what that mistake was, even though Pim was no longer his Mentor and could not talk directly to him in his mind.

Pim exposed his shortcoming, "I divided us, I was going to be arrested, I did not want you or Crescent to have to endure that, and ... I did not know how strong you really were, how strong two of us together were."

Pim looked into Pony's bright ice blue eyes, with little golden lines in them. "You as it turned out, are stronger than me. They did things to me, and changed me through a horrible process, I chose it instead of endure the insanity of agony it was doing. I broke, and I am still broken. I forgot how much of the fact that Stars are strongest when they are together," Pony held Pim's hands on his own face. He was getting ready to cry. "I chose that instead of the agony, and umm. " Pim stopped with his mouth still open.

Pony kissed him to embrace his best friend and the love destiny of his heart. "I can guess; you liked it!"

Pim got red from being ashamed; he and Pony had longer equine features than other races who do not kiss while they were still looking into each other's eyes. "I did! The sex was incredible I could not get enough, they. " Now Pim gulped "...changed me to become that whore, and as long as I was fucked and had a cock all the way down my throat I was more than happy, my body betrayed me. The GBI drugs and training made me succumb to being that whore. To want to be that whore that can never climax, never cum never feel love without being in sexual stimulation all the time." Pim stopped.

He kissed Pony back. "I want to go back and be that whore again even now, it became my soul purpose in life to make all my masters happy through them raping me over and over and over. "

Pony stopped Pim by kissing him again. Pony stayed kissing Pim a long time, he sucked on Pim's lower lip and danced across Pim's tongue with his own, and continued for minutes. Pony changed his position with his gloves that he took off and laid on the bench on top of Pim's, and he held Pim's head and scratched his fingers through Pim's short faggot hot pants queer boy hair.

Pim stopped kissing Pony with his head still very close to his beloved: "Let's go rediscover each other; we can go back to your hotel room, C'mon." Pim said.

He handed Pony's armored gauntlets to him and took up his own. Pony was smiling again his eyes were red with tears but he was cute all over again. Pony said taking the lead reigns: "Let's go, they teleported one after the other 100 feet away, then again another 100 feet away, and again, they were both on Airport Street and walking towards the hotel, hand in hand, Pony had his gauntlets in his other hand, Pim had absentmindedly put his in a bracer. They both disengage their hands and teleported inside the lobby. That clerk was still stranding in the same place, all this time he did not move there was a puddle of something wet on the carpet beneath his Nathali body his leopard bare foot paws were still wet.

Pony was chagrined said, "It is okay you can go now, I'm sorry for scaring the piss out of you. I was scared I was going to lose my Pim."

The leopard folded up and dropped to the floor. Pim decided he did a good job and deserved a reward. "Hey, you down there!" Pim began "You saved my life, here is your reward!" Pim took out a gigantic bag of coins and opened up the thin leopards hands grasping in prayer before him huddled on knees and elbows on the carpet, and placed it in between them on the floor. Pim was all the colors of the rainbow as his armor reflected every color in the spectrum, it was heavy plate too, the best possible type: number one hundred armor, the Tyrannium made it worth more than 25 Driadan Cities combined. "This is a first a payment, I owe you a lot more. But that should hold you for a week at least." Pim smiled.

Pim took up Pony's bare hand in his and let Pony drag him to the stairwell.

"Holy Fuck, there is a hundred gold coins in here!" they both heard entering the stairwell, after the Nathali looked inside the overstuffed money bag.

Pony was first Pim followed they teleported three times again, to what they could see, the railings of each landing. Pony peeked out into the hallway on the third floor after climbing over the railing, and pulled Pim along with him to where his room was one floor up. Pony teleported, inside it.

Pim was going to follow straight up since both had already been there and it was within a hundred feet they could teleport to anywhere they had been. Or they could see.

Pim's armor was different than what Pony's had. Pim had telescanners, indigo and infrascanners to see heat and also a maskscan to see anything invisible as well of in phantom, Pim's warning system had gone off to any threat, and a lens had clicked up off the side of his neck to show all these things. Pim put on his gauntlets, turned on his Mask tech devices on it he looked up through the floor to see a big Darvolf holding a wickedly curved sword to Pony's throat, a Molvaenean Wave-edge.

Pony was holding his hands up as the Darvolf walked around him, "Oh you are the kid with that faggot queer boyfriend I fucked." The cruel wolf continued chiding his captive. "That is some nice ninja armor, don't you touch a thing and keep your hands outstretched, looks like I was right, and you backtracked. Where is you tight assed queer boy faggot ass boyfriend, little thief?"

Pony did not have his gauntlets or his helmet on, it was still hanging by a loop at his belt, and he was armed in every sheath of holding in slit pockets on his armor with an incredible arsenal.

He had failed again, and leapt before looking. He did not see Pim, he began to sweat thinking all kinds of things, 'were there a hit team taking Pim right now waiting for the instant they were split up to pounce, did the downstairs clerk call someone anyway and was plying both sides together, did Pim leave him to go back to wanting to become that whore again,' Pony stopped 'It is death to do this, it got me killed the last time, I don't know what is going on, but once this person keeps talking another ten seconds my first ring will have reset:. Think instead of act in haste, what would Pim do?' Pony thought his mind raced through him then calmed down at light speed.

Pim waited for Pony to draw one of his machine pistols after teleporting behind the Darvolf, and then when that been accomplished Pim came in. The shock on the Darvolf was priceless, Pony was behind him a Scholoch XT 105 machine pistol was against the nape of his neck behind him. Pim drew his vibro Rhiaxian rapier flipped it on and teleported with his blade tip vibrating on the Darvolf's neck facing him.

The Darvolf's eyes were wide he was double teamed a Bornian kid came into view from being invisible and he was being disarmed of his racial sword. A puddle of his own pee dripped down on the carpet his foot paws were standing on, a deadly rapier was tickling his throat in this instant as a very young Skymaster was smiling at him the same hot pants faggot queer boy now dressed in the best armor in the world. Nothing he carried could penetrate it.

"Pony take off his armor and weapons, and strip his pants off first. " Pim said, "We are going to be all Black Glove on you Mr. Assassin!" The Darvolf's eyes followed Pim's every movement he started to speak, then shut his mouth, then opened it again for a long moment. "You teleport, you two aren't Ninjas, though you look like them, I don't understand, don't you fags just want to get fucked and suck cock?"

"...All in good time, Mr. Assassin." Pim smiled. " You just continue to cooperate and our gay revenge will make sense to you!"

Pony giggled removing a dart rifle that had a green bottle attached to it, a Sitran weapon to capture slaves with. Pony did not know what it was, but Pim had seen those before, when he Drang and J'kael had bought unlucky travelers from Sitrans, to work off their rescue as male prostitutes for a short three months in exchange for rescue and freedom, then they could go their own way and rejoin their Guilds.

More guns and knives and swords, then his torso armor was removed then each leg and each arm. The Darvolf was totally at their mercy naked of weapons. "Now Mr. Assassin take off your codpiece and your pants they are probably soaking wet anyway!" Pim said to him.

Pony was still giggling at the poor Crimson Dagger his attempt to take all the reward for his own self had become a disaster, he could only hope his fellow assassins would come looking for him, and soon!

The Darvolf removed his pants a knife with nothing in it swung out and Pony undid the lacing and placed the knife which stayed invisible on the pile of weapons, armor, and wet pants. Pim slit the buttons off the probably sweating Darvolf's double breasted shirt and edge flipped it open. Another two sheathes with nothing in them were inside.

Pony looked around the Darvolf and took his shirt off of him then both weapons whatever they were. Pony found ten more darts for the Sitran weapon in a pocket, "I think he is Arrow Guild." Pony said flatly.

"Hold your gun on him Pony, I'll be right back." Pony took it back out and shoved it up under the back of the Darvolf's skull, he grimaced and stepped forwards from the terrifying pressure on an area where no one could miss. Pim walked into the room's bathroom Pony was wondering what he was doing in there then he heard "Ah yes here is one, has more attachments too!" Both Pony and the Assassin turned to look at what Pim held in his gauntlets a shaver thick hair trimmer. He held it out to the Darvolf

"Okay, start with your chest!" Pony had a giant grin on his cute face.

"NO! I REFUSE! Just kill me!" The proud Darvolf said, Pim picked up the dart gun and aimed for the Darvolf's scrotum at point blank range he could not miss, from here.

Sweat dripped off the Darvolf's nose and he looked for the on button on the shaver and began to shave his chest of his blue-black thick hair. The Darvolf was trembling and Pony started laughing out loud he put his sub machine gun back in the holster.

And pulled the Assassins stuff away and put everything in a closet. He came back and pointed to parts the Darvolf had missed. The Darvolf scowled then remembered he could be hacked to death several times before he could even touch any of his weapons, and just shaved off the thick fur where Pony pointed out. The Darvolf could not shave his upper back and neck so Pony took the shaver and did it for him. In a few minutes Pony was done shaving the big Darvolf's thick mane upper back and cleared off the hair on his face and was gentle getting his groin and butt clean too. Pony clicked on an attachment and shaved the Darvolf totally clean of hair anywhere except the last six inches on his tail. Pony used another attachment and made it into a nicely trimmed ball. "You look cute Mr. Assassin, all nice and light white skinned, who'd have guessed you are so white underneath all that thick fur."

After some redesigning of the room's ceiling; Pim had Pony walk the Darvolf over to the center of the room in front of the bed, and used the torn strips off of the Darvolf's shirt to tie his arms staccato behind his back making him bent forwards slightly. Then Pim stuffed one of the Darvolf's own weapons up inside the ceiling through the removed light fixture so that it would take three times the Darvolf's weight to yank it out. Then Pim drove two of the knives into the floor and attached the Darvolf's ankles to each. He noticed where Molvaenians sweat from under their arms across their backs and out of their mouths the Darvolf was panting heavily now. He got hoisted by his arms in the painful staccato up so that his legs were splayed well apart and he was bent forwards and over making his shaved naked butt completely exposed.

Pim walked behind him with his own dart gun. "I am pretty certain even you can't Save enough times to prevent this GBI from taking effect on you, but to teach you a lesson and be more kind to faggoty queer boys in the future and not slap them after you get a great time fucking them with your big man's cock. We will begin, now."

After the fifth dart the Darvolf was now talking, "Wait, please I don't have any Save left, please you know what that stuff does?" The Darvolf was panting hard the muscles on his face had a look of pure terror, and his tail was up underneath his shaved scrotum and balls; "Each one lasts a year! It will be twelve years before it goes away, please don't, please have mercy!" He was crying now, pleading.

"Well okay you are right all of the worst prostitutes I have had working for me only get ten years if they have been particularly bad, so you get ten in the ass!" Pim said with grim determination.

Before the Darvolf could think of an objection of anything to say, Pim shot the Darvolf ten times in his ass cheeks, each time the Darvolf jumped mostly in terror at what was going to happen to him.

The drug acted quickly his eyes turned bright green and his butt, lower stomach, groin and halfway down his thighs turned the same bright Green Bice color. His tail and the hairs turned the same bright color. There was more GBI in the bottle. The Darvolf bit his lower lip as each dart struck right through his hide since they were direct hitting as well as Guild Critical hitting weapons to, except he had no armor to ignore.

"Now Mr. Assassin what is your name, you feel the drugs taking effect". Pim undid his own codpiece and pulled out his cock and held it up for the Assassin to see. The Assassin's tongue fell out of his mouth. He looked at Pim's much longer cock than he had and he motioned with his nose to go start mounting him, he was sweating profusely and began panting hard and much faster. "Your full real name, please?" Pim said.

"Anything you want Master please I need that please shove it in me, please!" The Darvolf begged, sweat poured off him and he danced what little he could within his bindings.

Pony looked at the Darvolf after the Green bice GBI had taken over his mind, he was no longer laughing at the poor captured Assassin, he looked at Pim, "That was put in your body, wasn't it?"

Pim turned to Pony "I want to inject this right now into myself, it is a longing, I am still addicted to it, and more to the use while on it." Pony had to pry Pim's fingers off the weapon and put it in the closet.

"What do we do with him?" Pony asked, The Darvolf pleaded to be pounded he was begging, drumming his toes and his ears were down and flat behind his head, he curled his tail around one leg in submission, he was panting hard still.

"Well we could feed him of our cum." the Darvolf shook his head 'yes' profusely while gulping then going back to panting.

Pim said; "Well I got that one and five more, but after they cut my balls and cock off impregnated me with a parasite that dissolved all of my internal organs except my heart and lungs, and that parasite died and the husk became new organs inside me, they pulled all my teeth, removed my fingernails and slit the tendons of my tail so I couldn't lower it." Pony stood transfixed the evil of this was overwhelming, Pim continued: "Yeah he can't get enough, and wants it all the time, he is probably growing capillaceous shot hairs down the whole length inside his ass to his large intestine to make the Top get as high as he is and experience the same joy, all the while in fucking him!"

Pony looked at what Pim was in the Darvolf before him, only a day ago.

Pim explained: "He will be recriminating himself as being less than worthless all the time he is not getting ass reamed. "Oh, by the way, you see how he looks younger?

Pony noticed the arms were not a large anymore and he looked not much older than Pim or himself.

Pim said: "He won't age much the next ten years and he will regenerate any damage in a month, the GBI does that it slows aging and makes you youthful."

"You want to make him scream first or shall I" Pim said the Darvolf was looking really worried he was not going to be loved, this was taking too long, He kept looking at Pim's junk and then looking ahead towards the bed and whimpering.

"Please master just an hour, please just an hour!" All submissive and dying to be used he hung there and begged, still sweating profusely, "I have to have it, I am begging please master, please!

The Darvolf remembered something, "Master my name is Geffen Agen ..."True Shot - Agen". Please fuck me please!" he went back to panting, he whined when both of them left.

Pony took Pim by the hand and went into the next bedroom, then closed the door, he walked over to the intercom and pressed the button, "Yes SIR the Feline said on the other end, anything you need!"

Pony looked at Pim and smiled, "Send up ten," Pim made his hands sign twenty, " No twenty big workmen from next door, they can steal anything in the closet as long as they do the Darvolf in the middle of the room at least once!"

"YESSIR right away, Sir!" The overjoyed Nathali voice exclaimed on the other end, Pony heard the clerk running away off on his errand, not turning the open channel off first. This made him smile to Pim. "He's got everything under control the Darvolf will be happy very soon." The Darvolf was whining louder in the next room.

Pony locked the bedroom door and sat down with Pim pulling him onto him. "Can you put all our stuff in your bracers? I want to get to know you again." Pony said getting his leg lacings untied, "Now you have Rhiaxian hair all over you, so we won't get cold or need the covers, the screams that guy is going to be making will be our second honeymoon music."

Pim thought for a second. Then said: "Yeah the 'Geffen shot through again - suite".

Pony smiled: "That is terrible; I hope he can sing or howl better." Pim giggled. Pim was taking his armor and clothes off, helping Pony out of his.

They wound up just laying on the bed and just cuddling. Pony turned his back to Pim who being the larger lover spooned Pony and drew him close to him. Pony moaned in pleasure to being held by his Pim. Pim kissed his savior's neck making him flush that red that looked very pleasant, and he squeaked on each kiss. Pony held Pim's arms close to his own chest with his own arms, rubbing Pim's skin with his hands, "I love you Pim" he said. "I love you too, Pony" A kissing of his neck sending shivers through Pony. A sound in the other room announced the first guys had come in, surprised at their luck a willing big Darvolf was waiting for all of them they argued for a second then were silent, the Darvolf let out a long moan and laughed thanking them for being so massive and plowing him.

"We make the most unlikely friends..." Pony started, "...Out of our enemies!" Pim finished. Pony giggled.

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"Fy'ahze reviewed the contract; screams of pleasure came from the other room, the Villiand Mob representative, the Crimson Dagger holding Slut up off of the conference table by hir thighs moaned as he shoved his long wolf meat into the willing royal whore. Slut grasped his thick chest hair slightly behind hir in hir left finger-less hand and supported hir body impaled on the love post the Monvolf was cramming into hir with her right fingernail-less hand on his huge masculine muscular thigh, his stroke was to get hir ready for his knot that filled full just before he rammed it through hir willing anal socket, shi screamed again.

All this made it difficult to review the contract Fy'ahze had just made with the Representative of another Sub Order to the south of his, in the old city of Villiand. Fy'ahze had grown to immediately flush his back below his round head and his meat got stiff at the peals of laughing ecstasy Slut made on every stroke.

"Godz I have to leave this room, too!" Fy'ahze had reread the same line three times now. It was so difficult to concentrate. He got up and grabbed a pair of pants off the back of a chair, put them on and took the scroll that had rolled up again on the floor where he'd dropped it after juggling for a second the scroll, his pants, and one leg, and trying not to listen to Slut screaming from having that huge knot extracted on the pull out stoke sending a wave of pleasure through hir body.

The Villiand exclaimed at how much he was enjoying the royal whore with a howl plowing his whole length his knot and all up deep inside Slut's low Avole, he felt the drugs enter his own cock through the hairs in there. He'd snuffed up some powder during the negotiations of his clan working with Fy'azhe's clan in searching for the location of the locket, Pim and Pony both, then the magic transom they possessed.

But the GBI was better it enhanced his normal size to twice as long, he wanted to try the other ones now that made other parts of his cock massive, and incredibly sensitive. He wanted to get the contacts Fy'ahze had to get his own bitches made out of his own old enemies for his royal court. That provision was part of the contract.

Fy'ahze got out of earshot his huge cock finally stopped throbbing and settled down to just hang normally in his pants. He sat on a bench on his balcony. Muffled by distance he could from time to time hear the faint howl of the Monvolf in the other room behind several doors and over a thousand feet away.

He began again looking at each point in the contract, in finalizing the deal the Monvolf was allowed to fuck J'kael Dark Shadow for as long as he wanted to, making him in the new identity of Slut and do many depraved acts.

These would return in nightmares for the H'Emorael once a month, and would not resurface after he laid comatose the GBI in his skin rejuvenating his body and erasing the memories of the last month from the conscious mind, these were indelible memories that were never forgotten.

In the contract with the Sitrans Fy'ahze had procured they would bring J'kael back on the anniversary of a year so he could witness in film what he was going to become for defying Fy'ahze in the past. The Sitrans would train him again and J'kael would be in hell at his continued doom. Two months ago before one of his own betrayed him and removed Pim from suffering the same fate, J'kael had been retrained after being brought out of the guise of Slut, to watch what was going to happen again and what he was going to be doing for every hour of the next year. That was icing on the cake it made up for all the times J'kael, Pim and Drang had thwarted his attempts to take over the lucrative prostitution organization the three of them had made.

They through Drang, had expanding into other cities as well, Rheem and Rhios. Fifty of his own people, of the clan's membership had become prostitutes after being captured and forced to work off their sentence by becoming a prostitute, for this bastard.

Fy'ahze reveled in his victory, chuckling he went over the finer points of the contract, rereading it backwards a couple times so that it covered everything. Satisfied he got up and returned to the halls of Slut screaming in pleasure to the now double long cock going up inside hir ass.

The Monvolf had gotten tired holding the H'Emorael dehorned whore off the floor, and again shi was being fucked over the conference table, each ram lifting her hooves off the floor from the Monvolf's new cock length. Fy'ahze grabbed some more bottles of GBI to hand to the Villiand Mob's representative to enhance his cock even more to get stronger more guttural peals of insane pleasure out of Slut's screams and the sensitivity that addicted him now at reaming Slut in hir ass. He'd blown five loads in the meantime, the drugs in Slut made his cock come back quickly to fully erect, the look of insane drooling joy showed Fy'ahze the Monvolf was hooked and would order his clan membership to do anything Fy'ahze wanted, "Try these he said handing the bottles to the Monvolf one by one. The look on the Monvolf's face was familiar it was absolute satisfaction. There was no need to sign the contract this was signed by using Slut.

The Monvolf pulled out and inserted himself into Slut's other socket like a bitch from behind. It was a little difficult because Slut had been male before the change and hir 'vaginum' though an altered form of a female vagina was not oriented right. He had to stop then flip Slut on hir back then reenter hir in the right direction. Fy'ahze stopped him for only a moment handing the Villiand panting in his heat a quill and the Villiand Stamp to sign then place Villiand Mob's seal on the contract making it binding. The Monvolf did then howled his approval going back to cramming his now enormous fuck post into Slut, making hir vibrate in reaction to the immense size the cock had become, shi coughed as shi did every time anyone had used hir mid Avole, Shi also embraced the user or tried to since hir own skin on hir old cock was the inner walls of the sheath, making hir feel as if shi were fucking since it felt that way, this was only starting in, after that it was all in hir guts deep up inside.

Shi would be 'finished' hours from now down hir long throat, "Ten times, I don't believe it!" The Monvolf yelled laughing to Fy'ahze, "I've come ten times in this bitch, it is so unbelievable."

Fy'ahze said nothing in a few months with allying all the Crimson Dagger sub Orders under him he would rule Taalmark, after the four Ginn he would rule the New Green Empire worldwide!