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mara-xx217 · 3 days ago

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Chance the Unlucky: Cristin the Sodomizer

Trying to survive in Avalon was no easy task. Chance has taken up any number of odd jobs, but bounty hunting is by far the most profitable... and the most dangerous. And knowing his luck, well... fuck ups are inevitable.

Warnings: Trans Male Character, Rape/Noncon, Gangbang, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Bondage, Spitroasting, Facial/Bukkake, Multiple Creampies, Humiliation/Degradation, Eventual Revenge

BOUNTY: CRISTIN THE SODOMIZER

WANTED: The head of Cristin the Sodomizer

LAST SEEN: Near the Ruined Market Square

NOTABLE FEATURES: Missing ring finger on left hand

Cristin the Sodomizer is wanted for crimes against Kamelot, including treason, murder, debauchery and robbery. He leads a group of outlaws known as ‘the Dirty Bastards’.

Well… Shit.

Chance has found himself in a shit position. How could he allow himself to be taken off guard like that-?! By common bandits as well! The humiliation stung almost as much as his shoulders and back did from being placed in a pair of stocks. He glared at the bandit leader, gritting his teeth as he tried to pull his wrists free with little success. His long, braided red hair was stuck to his sweat-covered forehead and slipping out of its ties, and his beard was caked in dried (and drying) blood from having his nose broken.

“Ain’t no point in that. You fucked up, little dove.“ He said as he circled Chance’s vulnerable body.

“Ain’t no flying away for you, anymore.”

Chance gritted his teeth as the leader’s fellow bandits snickered at him. He tried to follow him with his eyes, but lost him as he went into his blind spot somewhere directly behind him. “Hmm… Not bad…” The leader muttered under his breath to no one in particular. Chance didn’t like not being able to see him, so he tried to kick at him. Tried, because his legs were shackled together and clanking loud enough to give the bandit leases more than enough opportunity to avoid any possible injury.

“Now, now! None of that, little dove!” He grabbed Chance by the hips, pressing his crotch flush against his ass. Chance stiffened, eyes widening as he felt the leader’s hard on pressing into his posterior. “Keep that up and you’ll rile me and my boys up!”

“W-What the fuck-?!” Embarrassingly, his voice cracked a little as his eyes widened. He tried to jerk his head around in order to glare at the bandit leader, currently grinding his hard dick into his ass, but his head whipped back around just as quickly when another bandit approached him from the front.

“What do you say we have a little bit of fun with this one here?” He produced a knife from his belt, and Chance stiffened. It wouldn’t be the first time he was tortured and raped at the same time, but it wasn’t like Chance wanted to experience it all over again. He set his jaw hard, clenching his fingers as he glared darkly up at the bandit in front of him.

“I don’t see why not. He’s got the lips, hips and ass for a good time.” Chance began to pull on the stocks and chains again.

“Don’t-!”

RIIIIIP!

The seat of his pants was grabbed and was sliced through with a tip of a knife. Chance felt a chill of terror wash over him, both from the close proximity of something sharp to his bits, and that this was really about to happen again.

“Well, well! What do we have here?”

With a whistle of surprise, the bandit leader hooked a thumb into the folds of Chance’s moist pussy and pulled his lips to one side. The other bandits looked on in a mixture of shock and glee, oooing and ahhing at his hairy cunt and the promises of a good, warm fuck it would bring. He stiffened, choking on his own tongue as the back of his shirt was grabbed, the knife gliding from the back of his neck all the way down to the hem of his shirt. The bulk of it fell away from him, only holding on thanks to his sleeves, which were swiftly cut off in a similar manner. A thin sheen of sweat had collected on his skin due to his apprehension and (shamefully) his arousal that was steadily increasing the closer the leader inspected his pussy. The bandit that was holstering his knife gave his front half a look over, humming in approval as his hand went to cup one of Chance’s pecs.

“A real hand handful, this one is! Just look at them teats!” Chance jumped and hissed as his nipple was pinched hard, twisted and pulled on by the bandit who made his already hard nipples even harder, thanks to the stimulation and humiliation.

“Unhand me! B-Bastards! Too cowardly to kill me, are you?! Face me one on one, and I guarantee I can kick all your arses!” Chance’s declaration sounded unconfident, his voice trembling and his threats utterly pathetic now that his clothing was torn to shreds. They all ignored him, instead looking to their leader, who had suddenly begun to rub the pad of his thumb up and down Chance’s moist slit.

“Can we have fun with this one before slitting his throat, ser? All the women are gone for miles!” One of them spoke up, almost salivating at the prospect of sticking his dick in a wet, warm hole for once instead of his hand. The bandit leader hummed thoughtfully, circling his thumb around Chance’s clit and eliciting a sputtering reaction from him. He pulled against the stocks and chains, barking about how he’d kill them all if things went any further.

Is that so?

“Yes, we’ll keep him around for a while.” The men audibly cheered, giddy with excitement that they’d get to rape Chance. “But I get to fuck him first.” That was the only stipulation, fair to his men, but horrifying and heating to Chance.

“You won’t- B-But I’m a man! Don’t-! Stop-!” Chance was cut off by a sweaty cock being slapped against his face.

“UGH-! W-What the fu-?! MMPFH-?!”

His eyes widened with shock and disgust as the dick was stuffed into his mouth at the same time two fingers were pushed into his pussy. He wasn’t prepared enough to take them without pain or difficulty, eyes welling involuntarily with pain and from his gag reflex being triggered repeatedly as his mouth was fucked by a greedy bandit. Chance stiffened his body, trying to push the fingers out of his cunt at the same time he debated on biting down on the cock in his mouth. If he does, he’s dead. And he’ll be raped, anyways. As humiliating as this was,

Chance was prepared to live with it so long as he lived at all at the end of this nightmare.

“Fuck-!~” His mouth is so wet and warm-! The bandit groaned as he bucked his hips into Chance’s open maw. He gurgled and growled, struggling to suppress a moan that was being pulled out of him thanks to the movement of the bandit leader’s nimble fingers against the roof of his pussy.

“Hurry up! The rest of us want a turn with him up there!” One of the other bandits said, hungrily eyeing up Chance as he stroked his cock in his hand. All the bandits had their dicks out, jerking them off in his direction. Chance's face was red with effort and arousal, spittle and precum flying from his mouth as he chokes on the cock slamming into the back of his throat.

With one last hard thrust, the bandit face fucking him bottoms out briefly, groaning as Chance struggled to breathe whatsoever. And that bastard behind him isn’t stopping! His eyes watered and rolled into the back of his head as he couldn’t breathe, saliva and tears soaking into his beard as he desperately pulled on his bindings.

Can’t breathe. Can’t breathe- Can’t breathe can’t breathe-! FUCK!

Chance took in a deep breath of air greedily, coughing and gagging violently as he tried to catch his breath. Before he could, though, another cock, though smaller, was shoved into his mouth and its owner started to use his mouth with wild, uncoordinated thrusts of his hips.

“Fuck! You’re right! His mouth is so fucking tight-!” Pubic hair tickled Chance’s nose, the smell and taste of unwashed cock about to make him vomit. The fingers inside of him managed to pull out a muffled moan from deep within his gut, though it was lost under the gagging and choking sounds he made every time the bandit thrusted into his mouth.

“Hmm… That’s a good little dove, getting so wet for me and my men.” The leader rubbed circles around Chance’s clit with his thumb as he worked him with his index and middle fingers. He stroked himself with his hand, staring at his soft, surprisingly round ass thoughtfully for a moment before turning towards one of his men.

“Get me the animal fat.”

The… what-

“GLURK-!!!” A violent gag erupted from Chance’s mouth as cum flooded the back of his throat. It was sudden, without warning of any kind other than a soft, pathetic whimper from the bandit in his mouth. He pulled out of Chance’s mouth, and he immediately began to cough and spit out the cum that he hadn’t yet swallowed by accident.

“UGH-!!! F-FUUU-! Fuckers! Fuck you! Fuck-!”

SMACK!

“-?!” An undignified yelp leaves his mouth as an open palm strike landed on his bare ass. The leader had smacked him and hard, hard enough to leave a magenta imprint on his cheek for all to see. And his men did hoot and shout at the sight…

“Don’t you dare waste a drop, little dove. My men are kind enough to give it to you, so you'll savor every last drop they give you.” He didn’t have the chance to respond. Another cock, bigger than the last and much like the first, had entered his mouth and began to slide in and out from in between his puffy, pink lips. He could only gurgle in response, cringing at the intensity in which he was being face fucked and the taste of cum that mixed in with everything else that permeated his mouth.

“You’re going to take everything we give you, day and night, slut!”

“Yeah! In all your holes! Ha-!”

“It’s been so long since my stick’s been embraced by a snug cunt… I can’t wait to shove it in him!”

Chance’s face was dark red with fury and embarrassment. These bastards-! He’s going to kill every single one of them! All of them! He pulled on his wrists again, gagging as more pain flared around them and something wet slid down his arms and dripped hotly onto the ground.

“None of that now. Ain’t no point in struggling, you’re getting fucked, ready or not…” He removed his fingers from Chance’s drooling pussy. A sigh of relief and a whimper of disappointment nearly left him, but it was totally squashed as he was forced to deepthroat the cock in his mouth. The bandit grabbed the messy braid that was jiggling and bouncing with the thrust of his hips and used it to deepen his thrusts, forcing Chance’s head fully forwards and punishing him for pulling away by wrapping his hair around his hand and giving it a hard yank.

“..willing or not.”

Once slick with animal fat, the bandit leader began to press his cock head not into Chance’s soaking wet and tingling pussy, but rather into his dry, tight asshole.

“M-MMPFH?! MMM!!!” His eyes were wide, unable to turn around, to lift a hand or even to shout in order to stop the bandit leader from sodomizing him. Suddenly, Cillian’s words when you had picked up a recent bounty reached your ears as you felt the bandit leader press into you despite your best efforts to clench your asshole shut against his large cock.

“Ah yes. ‘Cristin the Sodomizer’. What a nasty piece of work. I’d love to hear all about how you kill him. Perhaps you should do the sodomizing instead? Give him a taste of his own medicine, so to speak. None are more deserving than him, I assure you.” Goddamn it, Cillian, and damn your bounties, Chance thinks angrily as he’s spit roasted between a bandit leader and his men. His dick head was close to penetrating ass, just one thrust away before he’s going to be anally raped. Chance clenches every muscle in his body as hard as he could, but he was already exhausted, and bound in place.

He couldn’t stop what was about to happen, no matter how hard he fought to do so.

It was slow, at first. Chance clenched his fists and curled his toes as he tried to escape the pressure that was building against his puckered hole. It was all useless… His eyebrows furrowed, pinching together then raising to his hairline as the tip of Cristin’s dick pushed past the rim of his hole and into his anus with a soft squelch.

“M-MMMM-!!!”

Chance wanted to scream, but the new cock in his mouth disallowed it, muffling all sounds that tried to escape his throat and instead turning them into groans and moans of ‘pleasure’. He arched his back, squirming and jerking his body around violently in a vain attempt to free himself from his binds. Chance lifted his hips, standing on the tips of his toes in an attempt to escape the pain, but he already wasn’t a tall man, and Cristin the Sodomizer took full advantage of this fact.

“Yes, that’s it, little dove! Perk that ass of yours up for me!”

SMACK!

The tears that welled in Chance’s eyes overflowed as Cristin forced himself to bottom out inside of his ass. I-It’s too much! He’s going to break-! His pussy ached as the bandit leader began to pull out of him… only to push back in. again and again. Soon, Cristin’s balls were slapping against Chance’s pussy, sending bolts of pleasure up his spine, accompanied by the searing pain of his dry ass being fucked unprepared.

“Such a tight little thing! By the end of the night, you’ll be nice and loose for us from here on out.” Cristin grabbed the stocks Chance was trapped in and began to violate him hard, fast and deep. His spine had to curl in order to accommodate the force that the bandit leader put into the movement of his hips.

“MMMPFHH-!!! MMM-!!!~ HMM-!!!~” Cum filled Chance’s mouth, the bandit pulling out and cumming on his face with a shudder and a gasp. Chance couldn’t stop himself from screaming in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he was violently raped in the ass.

“A-AAHHNN-!!!~ AH-!~ FUCKFUCKFUCKNONONONO-!!!!~ S-S-STOP I-I-IT!!!~” Chance screamed, cum dripping off his face and from his mouth. He tried to kick his legs out, tried to thrash, tried to do something, anything, but nothing could be done. He could only scream and take it, take it, take it as Cristin the Sodomizer fucked his ass, pulling his hair like he was some kind of whore. All in front of his men, who were already partaking in his body.

It was already becoming easier to be fucked, blood and buttery fat lubing up Chance’s ass so the rapist’s cock could slide in and out of him with less resistance. The feeling of the Sodomizer’s balls slapping against his aching cunt had Chance close to cumming. R-Right there! Right there! Come ON-! When his cock was angled just right, Chance could feel it in his pussy, pressing against the right spot, especially when it grinds against the thin barrier between the two orifices. He doesn’t want to cum, but he needs to! It fucking hurts-! He doesn’t want to feel good. But he’s so fucking close-!

“I hope you’re ready, little dove! U-UFF-! I’m cumming-!” No! No, no no-!

“D-DON’T! S-S-STOP! P-PLEASE!!!~” Chance’s voice cracked as it reached a pitch he knew all too well. Pain, pleasure, humiliation… He should be used to it, given his time at the Asylum with the red priests, but… He wasn’t. He was scared. Hurt. Not wanting to cum but needing it, not wanting to experience pleasure but needing it to counteract the pain and degradation he was experiencing. Screams and cries of denial left his lips, but Cristin held his head steady by his braid and forced him to look at his men as he cummed in his ass.

“N-NGGH-!!!~ F-FUUUU-!!!~” A stream trickled down from between Chance’s legs. The bandits all laughed, hooting and hollering again as they shouted over once another

“He’s pissed himself!”

“Naw! He’s cumming!”

Cumming?! From getting fucked in the ass?! Ha-! What a perverted slag!”

Cristin the Sodomizer groaned as he filled Chance’s bowels with his seed. He didn’t immediately pull out, staying in place so he could feel the bounty hunter’s cunt pulse and clench from the waves of his unwanted orgasm. He grabbed Chance’s ass with his other hand, kneading the soft flesh and pulling his cheeks apart with both hands as he slowly pulled out.

“U-UGH-!” Chance cried out in relief and disgust as he felt mostly empty once again. Semen drips out of his bloodied hole, landing on the ground at his feet. Cristin gave his cheeks another squeeze, smacking him on the ass as he tucked himself back into his trousers.

“The dove’s all yours boys.”

The moment the words left his mouth, a fight broke out. Everyone was scrambling to get behind Chance first. His pussy was still unfucked, a prize they all wanted and didn’t want to share with the others. There can only be one that claims him first (save for their boss), and it would be one that could sneak into position while the others were busy fighting.

A lean bandit slipped behind him and smeared his precum against Chance’s pussy, thrusting inside of him with relative ease. He grabbed his hips, moaning and groaning about how hot, wet and tight he was as he thrusted to the hilt and began to thrust into him in short, hard bursts. Chance denied it felt good, he’d deny it until the day he died, but his cunt squeezed down on his cock as he cummed inside of him, thrusting still and butting against the entrance to his womb and spilling his seed against it. He quickly pulled out, and was replaced with another, who immediately began to pound into him with enough vigor to make the stocks and chains tremble and shake both visibly and audibly.

“Yeah! Yeah! Take it, fucking slag!” The bandit moaned as he wildly fucked Chance’s pussy. A womanish moan left his throat as his G-spot was repeatedly slammed into, his hips beginning to gravitate backwards towards the source of pleasure, even though it was unwanted.

“His body betrays him! He loves getting fucked, don’t you?!” Another bandit reaches down and grabs at Chance’s pecs, pinching his nipple in between their fingers and twisting it hard. There wasn’t much fat there, but they still fondled him like he was a woman… When they traced over the crooked, curved scars on the underside of his nonexistent chest, his back arched and his legs trembled and jerked violently against their chains.

“You do this, yourself, or did some other sod get to cut your tits off?!”

“Bet they enjoyed it! I know I would’ve!”

“Move out of the way! It’s my turn with his mouth!” Before Chance could yell, yet another cock was shoved into his mouth, the one in his pussy throbbing and unceremoniously dumping a load of cum into his twat before pulling out. Instead of replacing the vacancy in his cunt, the next bandit shoved his cock into Chance’s sore, bleeding and cum filled asshole, eliciting a squeal of pain from the bounty hunter as he arched his back in an attempt to soothe the pain and pressure he felt.

Pointless, pointless… It’s all pointless.

Hours had passed. His ass and pussy were fucked. His mouth used. Someone cummed on his slit, the other his ass. One bandit jerked off at his face, cumming on it as he pressed his dick against Chance’s face and cummed in his hair. More followed his example, and soon he was covered head to ass in cum, stinking and slick like some kind of used up tavern whore.

Cum drooled out of Chance’s well used mouth, pussy and asshole, dripping onto the ground underneath him into noticeable puddles. His nipples were red and raw from being pinched and sucked on, bruising fingerprints all over not only his chest, but his hips, jaw and ass as well. He stared at the ground, exhausted, but still alive, his attackers asleep or standing half asleep while on guard. Everything hurts, aching and stinging from pain and pleasure. His arms and shoulders burn from struggling and from the stressful position he’s maintained for nearly half a day, but Chance still forced himself to try once again to pull his bruised and bloodied wrists free from their confines.

Twist and pull… T-Twist and… and pull-!

Oh-!

Yes! He did it!

Once he frees himself fully, he’ll get his revenge. Perhaps not now, or tomorrow, or even the next day, but when he’s healed and ready to fight, he’ll be back and ready to take all their branded skin and their bastard leader’s head to Cillian for payment…

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