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It had been 3 weeks since Brevan had been captured by the strange goat demon and kept as a pet. He hadn't seen another face for all that time. He'd began to worry that he wasn't going to see anyone ever again.

Since his capture, the Feline warrior had taken to studying the monster captor. Of course, the young fellow was particularly slippery, and he often wasn't around. Brevan loathed him, but he had decided that the best way to get out of this was to exploit the monster's weakness. He still remained trapped within those enchanted chains that gripped tight to his body, keeping his arms in place. 3 times a day, like clockwork, the monster would come and feed the Feline some water and bread. Since he had to open his mouth, the goat being had allowed him the ability to speak again, so the two had gotten to talking. Brevan feigned a curious demeanor that the goat gobbled up with gusto.

Brevan learnt that the goat was definitely underage, only about 10 years old. He had to guess, since Monsters apparently had a different aging process. He'd also learnt that the goat's name was Kiiy, and that he'd been in the dungeon for a good few years now. He never appeared to mention the surface, so the Feline guessed he'd never been up there.

He'd managed to steal a few studying glanced over the various days he spent tied up. It wasn't that he was interested, it was that he needed to spot any sort of opening he could make, should he ever get out of these chains. Kiiy had something similar to a child his age in figure, with particularly flat hips and a slender stomach, with tender nipples and a long, coiling tail.

The monster had explained to him how the dungeon was alive and moved according to the leader's will. It was no surprise then that Brevan hadn't seen another adventurer around the chamber at all. No-one had come in through the entrance in the whole time he'd been here, and the chamber hadn't changed from what it was: it was still dimly lit, with very little decoration and the same, eerie pedestal in the middle that was barely illuminated by the candles around the edge of the circular room.

Brevan wasn't sure what time it was, but he guessed it was dark when he heard the clattering of footsteps coming from the entrance. He sat up from his spot near the exit to the chamber, his eyes wild and wide with excitement. Was someone coming to save him?

"Brother? Brother!" Someone called as they stepped into the room. It was another Feline of similar markings to Brevan himself, but his shoulders were more broad, and a tuft of hair sprouted from his chin, akin to a standard beard. It was Brevan's older brother, Olaine. The older feline had always been a smarter and more powerful warrior, and he had a a knack for wits: hence the troop of other warriors behind him. Of course, as soon as they had shown up, Kiiy was nowhere to be seen.

"Olaine! Olaine! Over here! Get these chains off me, quick! He's c--" He began, but he suddenly felt his throat snap shut. He saw a glimmer of a glow from above, and his eyes snapped up to see the Goat hanging from the ceiling. He saw those glowing blue eyes, and the wide, sinister grin. He tried to let out a cry for help, or a warning, but he couldn't utter a single sound.

"Brevan? Where are you? Call out!" His brother couldn't see him amongst the darkness, frantically searching through the dim light, until he eventually centered his eyes on him, tied up against the wall. He signaled his men, unawares that the creature lurked above, waiting for a chance to strike.

The small troop of warriors fanned out around the chamber, half of them going to the left, and the rest going to the right. They scouted for any signs of activity as they slowly made their way towards the tied-up cat.

Then, as they moved around, each one began to disappear one by one. Kiiy was a crafty fellow, and he used to faint darkness to tug other Warriors away and silence them before they could utter a single sound. His magical powers were near-limitless when he was in his element, able to close up their throats and silence them before they were able to cry out for help.

Olaine was unable to see his comrades as they moved to the far edges, and he had no idea that they were disappearing, one by one. He slowly stepped forwards, his curiosity for the pedestal in the middle of the room. It was the wrong idea. Before he knew what was happening, he felt something wrap around his body, and squeeze hard against his iron armor. He could feel the metal buckle against his body. He let out a cry of pain and he struggled, falling to his knees.

Brevan tried to let out a muffled cry, trying to help his brother. His eyes seethed with hatred as he watched Kiiy hop down from the ceiling and work his way around the back of the older feline.

"Mmmh...Olaine, was it?" The goat whispered into the feline's ear, making the appendage twitch and flick, twisting towards the source of the noise. The feline straightened up and breathed deeply.

"So...you're the monster that's held my brother hostage." Olaine steadied his voice, but he was nervous, and for good reason. This monster was clearly powerful, and he wasn't sure if he could going to defeat him so easily, if at all.

He tensed as the goat slid his fingers along the lithe body, his large, singular eye blinking innocently down at the board, muscled figure. He giggled sheepishly as he hoisted the feline across with surprising strength, dragging the feline across until he wasn't too far away from his brother.

"Brevan!" Olaine exclaimed, his eyes wide and joyful as he spotted his younger brother. Yet, he then realized he was still stuck. He was about to speak again when he felt lithe hands gripping around his waist.

"What a minute. What're you doing?!" Olaine whirled his head around and watched, mouth agape as the monster cub unstrapped and undid the belt buckles and straps that held his iron faulds together. He stared, wide-eyed as the straps easily parted, and the faulds fell away. Underneath, the older feline wore a tight-fitting pair of cloth pants that tucked around every corner and curve, around every outline. His plump ass was fine-toned and surprisingly curvaceous.

"Oooh, you have a cute body." The goat exclaimed, surprised as he placed his cute, little hands on the squishy cheeks. He gripped and squeezed, feeling the plush flesh beneath his fingertips. Brevan watched in horror as the young monster violated his older brother.

The young feline watched as Kiiy tucked his fingers into the pants and slipped them down past the cute rump, revealing the furred cheeks and the tight little pucker nestled in-between them. Brevan stared, unable to speak, unable to protest.

"So cute!" The goat practically squealed in happiness as he pushed the cat over onto his front, keeping him on his knees. He stood, letting his chubby little humanoid member rub against the tight rump, gently pushing, his cock twitching. Brevan's eyes widened in surprise as he saw his older brother get flushed and embarrassed.

"Mnn...I'm going to have lots of fun with the two of you. You're brothers, you say?" Kiiy gently rocked himself back and forth against the warm, inviting cheeks, pre-cum slicking and smearing across the pucker and the skin around it. The monster leant over, steadying himself with his hands as he watched Brevan's expression turn to pure horror. The younger feline didn't want to watch his brother get fucked by such a young beast.

But it was too late. Already, Kiiy had angled his hips back and prodded his eager little tip against the tight passage, his humanoid member pulsing against the hot skin. He steadied himself for a moment, before his tip pierced the pucker, gently sinking the head of his small cock inside the tight rump. He quickly hilted without much issue and elicited a small groan. Olaine gritted his teeth, but it wasn't so bad: it felt just as thick and just as uncomfortable as the fullness of a finger. He'd taken many fingers in his time, but never more than that. He could get used to this, for the time being, whilst he plotted his escape.

Kiiy appeared unawares of his plan as he pulled his member back and thrust forwards. The air was greeted by a soft slap of their hips bumping together, and the goat monster's balls gently slapped against the feline's own heavy orbs. Olaine let out a little grunt of response as he looked his brother in the eyes, trying to convey what he was thinking. Brevan didn't appear to get it as he stared at the two, horrified that the monster would even do such a thing.

The little creature pulled into a steady rhythm of thrusts, groaning sweetly after every other push of his little cock inside the tight ring. He hilted each and every time, his twitching, pulsing member easily slipping around the feline's tight-ish tunnel. Whilst the cat didn't really want it, he could feel his own girth pressing against the tightness of the cloth pants. He willed himself to remain soft, but the sheer stimulation of the appendage inside his rump was enough to stir his loins into life. He let out another grunt and shut his eyes, balls his hands into fists against the floor. He was in an uncomfortable position, considering his hands were by his sides and his shoudler and neck smushed up against the ground.

Kiiy wasn't going to last long, but that was obvious given his age. His tail swished and twirled behind him as he sped up, getting faster and faster as he humped and thrusted against the Feline's ass. He didn't say much, bar from the occasional expletive and soft moan of pure bliss. He wrapped his small arms tightly around the feline's muscled frame, humping wildly as his felt his orgasm approaching. His loins burned and the goat's mouth hung agape, saliva dripping from the corner of his lips. His big, singular eye widened.

"N-Nnh...!" The goat let out a small bleat as he pounded his small cock against the rump, resorting to short, quick thrusts to bring him to the edge. His orgasm hit him, and the pleasure of the climax shot up his spine, making him arch his back. His cock spurted tiny strings of his sticky cum into the tight rump, filling the air with wet sounds as he gently rolled his hips against the pucker, stimulating his cock as he emptied his balls into the warm ass.

Brevan stared, horrified. The only thing he could see was Olaine's uncomfortable expression, and the goat's near-comatose look of utter ecstasy. He trailed his eyes down and quickly pressed his knees together. He was getting hard from the sight, and that was something a younger brother should not have thoughts about. Especially not with his other older brother sitting right there! There was no doubt that Olaine saw his erection, but he was thankful the monster did not.

"Nnh...such a cute lil' butt, and you were so good, too! You didn't even complain..." Kiiy remarked, sighing in utter pleasure as he pulled his hips back, gently thrusting his member into the ring and feeling the warm wetness of his cum coating his own cock. He heard the feline hiss below him.

"You dirty bastard beast..." Olaine quickly interjected with an infuriated growl, clearly not happy. He tried to wriggle and move his hips, but it was clear that he was stuck. He couldn't even break his arms free.

"Aww, did the big kitty not like it? Don't worry, there's plenty of time for you to enjoy yourself...as well as enjoy...other things." The goat's eye flicked up to meet Brevan's gaze, and his mouth widened into a sickening, all-knowing grin. Brevan gulped.

Fuck.