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All characters depicted in this work are purely fictional and over the age of consent. Any situation is meant as parody and does not represent any child, living or otherwise.
“Guards, seize him!” the voice of Tom Lucitor cried out in outrage as Marco was revealed to the crowd. He had stolen his moment, the soul of his precious Star now eternally bound to the interloper. He had taken Tom’s black in the Blood Moon Dance, taken Star from him, the human unintentionally ruining a plan that Tom had had for a very long time. He had even managed to remain anger free for 53 straight days to impress his love, a feat that was not easy for the young demon prince. Now however, his anger was fierce and unbound, all manner of dark thoughts filling the young prince’s mind as two of his guards snatched the young human.
“Star!” Marco called out to his blonde haired friend, fearfully trying to break free of the guards’ hold.
“Marco! Tom, let him go!” the princess pleaded to her old friend.
“Oh, I’ll let him go,” Tom said in a low, angered hiss, “Once his debt has been repaid!”
Fear gripped Marco as he was pulled away by the two large guards, his heart beating nearly out of his chest at what would happen to him. “Look I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean for this to happen!” he pleaded with the form of the two monstrous beings, sweat pouring down his forehead as he was pulled out of the large ballroom and down a long winding hallway. He saw door after door pass him as he was led deeper into the dark castle, soon pulled through another door in the depths of the strange, dark castle. His eyes went wide as he saw what was inside of the room, the walls seemingly lined with various devices that Marco would expect to be used for torture. “I’m sorry, I’m really sorry, where’s Star, she can work this out, just go get her please!”
One of the two guards simply snorted at the pitiful human as he stepped away, the other guard tossing him onto a stone chair and locking him in place. “The master will deal with you shortly!” was all the beastly demon said, stepping towards the door and ignoring any further pleas from Marco.
The young boy was left sweating, his teeth almost chattering as fear overwhelmed his senses. “What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do? What am I gonna do?” he muttered aloud to himself, stewing in his fearful thoughts. The silence was agonizing as he was left in the stone chair, looking at the restraints that kept him locked in place. He tried to move but the straps wouldn’t budge, Marco starting to panic as he was left in cold silence. Finally just before he snapped, the door opened, each hinge creaking as Tom stepped into the room. He looked as furious as before, a fire still ablaze in his eyes as he approached the young human. Much to Marco’s confusion, the demon prince seemed to only be wearing his underwear, a thin black garment that seemed almost made of leather. “Hey Tom, buddy, look,” Marco started to plead his case again, wearing a fake smile as he shivered in place, “I understand you’re angry, I would be too. I really didn’t mean to ruin your Blood Moon Ball, I mean, I was just making sure Star was ok, I mean she’s kinda my new bestie, and-”
“Silence!” Tom growled as he stomped on the floor, leaving Marco shivering in more fear, “You’re not talking your way out of this worm!” He looked over Marco thoughtfully, all three eyes focusing on the details of the handsome young human. “I expected the Blood Moon Dance to bound our souls together, I expected Star to be my eternal love. That was stolen from me, my dance, my love, my consummation!”
“Your consu-wha?” Marco’s eye twisted as he looked rather confused.
Tom leaned in closer and stared deep into Marco’s eyes, his frown turning to a sinister grin that was almost more frightening, “Me and Star used to be really close, tonight was the night I was gonna move things further… and you’ve ruined that.”
“I know, I know,” Marco whimpered, sinking in his seat, “I really wanna make up for that Tom.”
“Yes, I know,” the demon prince grinned darkly, snaking his fingers into his underwear to slowly slide them down his legs, “…and you will!”
Marco’s eyes went wide, his face pale save for the deep blush on his cheeks, “T-Tom, what the hell are you doing?!”
Tom’s smile remained dark and twisted as he spoke once more, his eyes flashing with fire as all the torches in the room blazed alight, “Consummation!”
Marco tried to pull away as Tom stood over him, looking between the demon’s legs as he moved in on him. His cock was almost human-like, though thicker than Marco would expect for a boy his age. It had little spines along its head and on certain parts of the shaft, reminding Marco that the impressive organ did in fact belong to a demon. “T-T-Tom I’m flattered, but I like girls, and besides we just met and I really don’t think I could live up to the expectations of a prince…”
“I like girls too,” Tom said impatiently, “…and I agree, I doubt you’ll live up to my expectations…” Marco looked to Tom with a low grin, breathing a sigh of relief as it momentarily sounded like he was off the hook. Tom leaned in to hiss one more thing into Marco’s ear, “…but it’ll be fun to watch you try!” Marco shook his head as if trying to gasp a protest, but Tom snapped his fingers, and a long grid of knives on chains collapsed from the ceiling, hanging around them, “Although, you could always give me a different pound of flesh if you so desire!”
Marco shook his head wildly as he turned white as a ghost, “N-no-no-no, it’s fine, I’m open minded, l-let’s try this…”
“That’s much better,” Tom hissed as he reached for two of the chains next to him, lightly caressing them as he whispered, “I’m gonna keep this around if you don’t mind… I believe you humans call it an insurance policy.” Marco gulped as he looked forward, breaths exhaling slowly and nervously as Tom held his cock out to him. Marco closed his eyes as he opened his mouth, shaking as he slowly wrapped his lips around the thick head. “That’s it Marco, don’t be shy!” Tom growled as he rested his palm on the back of the boy’s head, slowly pulling him forward so more of his cock would sink in. Marco could feel the small spines tickle his throat as the shaft sunk down, trying not to gag as the meaty shaft filled his mouth entirely. Tom sighed as he let Marco have a short breather, asking him with sadistic glee, “This your first cock little worm?”
Marco was blushing rather profusely, “Y-yeah…”
Tom laughed as he pushed forward, ignoring any sputters or coughs as he began riding the boy’s throat, “Ha, that’s rough!” Marco tried to cross his legs as the humiliating act started to make him feel funny, too ashamed to admit he had gotten hard from his forced task. Saliva dripped down Tom’s shaft and over his balls, the demon prince continuing to ride Marco’s throat as fast as he felt like. Tom was letting out several groans as Marco slurped down his hard cock, the demon soon stopping to see what Marco would do. Almost without realizing it the boy had begun swallowing him down on his own, eyes closed as he found a submissive bliss in pleasuring the prince he was indebted to. “Are you enjoying sucking me off Marco?” Tom asked as he pulled his cock away, looking at his blushing, panting captor.
Marco wiggled his head as he whimpered, “N-no…”
Tom’s eyes flashed ablaze as he grinned lightly, a small flame burning his clothes away, leaving Marco naked in the stone seat. He placed a leg up onto the arm side of the seat, looking down at the noticeable erection between Marco’s legs, “Looks to me… like you’re a liar little worm.” Marco muttered something inaudible as he went into a fluster, Tom reaching for the back of his head and pulling his lips back around his shaft, “Shh, save those lips for what they do best!” Marco let out a low sigh as Tom started to ride his throat once more, the demon’s new position allowing him to reach even deeper than before. The boy was unable to hide how much he was enjoying the act now, as each slide of the demon’s cock was now met with hungrier lunges by Marco. The two continued the lewd display for a moment longer before Tom pulled back, stroking his saliva dripping cock. He reached for Marco’s restraints and loosened them, helping the boy to his feet.
“Am, am I done?” Marco asked, still blushing profusely.
Tom shook his head and cackled, leading him to a nearby table, “Not even close!” Marco looked away with a little whimper as he followed Tom’s movements, the demon soon patting the table with his palm. “Up!” he spoke to the boy as if he was some dog, but Marco did so in fear of what the angered prince might do. He kept a mindful eye on the knives still hanging around them, kneeling on all fours in a very embarrassing posture. “You ain’t half bad looking for a human,” Tom gave the boy a back handed compliment as he reached forward, gently stroking the boy’s cock, “Not bad at all…” Tom suddenly pulled his hand back and pressed both palms to the cheeks of Marco’s butt spreading them out to get a good look at his soft pucker.
“What are you doing?” Marco asked with honest confusion, the answer he was given making him nearly melt on the table. He let out the most surprised yet lustful moan of his life, as Tom slowly slid his tongue over his soft pucker. “Oh my god, you’re, that’s my, my, oh goodness!” Marco blabbered as he pushed his rear against Tom’s lips, the demon letting out a low moan as he buried his tongue into the boy’s rear. He circled it slowly around inside to loosen Marco up, feeling around inside him as he sampled the soft, gentle musk of his body. “Tom that feels so good!” Marco called out in a groan, Tom not paying much mind to the boy’s compliments as he began to slide his tongue in and out rhythmically.
His captor was making all the more noise as he continued to slurp and probe at his rear, Tom remaining rock solid as he found an equal attraction to the cute young human. His tongue lingered inside of Marco for a moment longer before he pulled out, Tom looking over his rear once more as his twisted grin returned, “Alright, I think you’re ready!”
“Ready?” Marco repeated in confusion, squeaking out in shock as he felt the head of Tom’s cock poke at his backdoor. He felt the cock slowly start to sink in, the forced spread causing stings to well up inside his rear. “N-No, I’m not, I’m not ready!”
Tom stopped for only a moment as he snapped his fingers, another chain falling from the ceiling, this time holding an object that wasn’t a weapon. He pulled it free of its chain and slid it over Marco’s mouth, the boy’s eyes going wide as he realized a ball gag was being shoved over his jaw, “Hush little worm, you’re pathetic please no longer amuse me!” Marco wiggled his head as he tried to say more, but was soon left squealing in pain as Tom shoved the rest of his length down deep inside of him, “Ahh, that’s better!” Tom gave Marco only a moment of courtesy to adjust to his size before sliding in and out, his thick size and the lack of experience making the experience all the more harsh for Marco. “This hurts doesn’t it,” Tom was sadistically sarcastic, “Almost as much as it hurt when you stole my dance!”
Marco let out one long, muffled cry as Tom slammed his length in hard, his balls slapping lewdly against the boy’s cheeks as he pounded away. “You’re really tight Marco,” Tom chuckled as he increased the paces of his thrusts, watching the boy’s ass barely spread for his thick shaft, “Maybe I should have invited [i]you[/i] to the Blood Moon Ball.” The demon prince kept pushing his entire length in with a frenzied vigor, reaching between the boy’s legs to stroke his own hard-on, “Wow, you’re loving this Marco… I thought you may have had a crush on my Star, but it turns out you’re made for boys aren’t you?”
Marco shook his head as he burned bright red with embarrassment, hating just how good the demon’s cock was starting to feel inside him, “It’s ok to admit it Marco, there’s nothing wrong with being a slave to a prince.” Marco closed his eyes as he pathetically whimpered, feeling the spines of Tom’s cock as they began to press against the walls of his bowels. The demon began pounding all his length as deep as it could go, assaulting Marco’s prostate until he felt as though he would burst. The prince laughed as he gave a few more lunges, feeling the boy’s cock pulse in his hand as he fired a small load of white. “Wow you really enjoyed that huh?” Tom growled as he thrust a few more times, gasping as his spines dug into the boy’s flesh, painting the depths of his ass white, “I’m impressed how well you took it little worm!” The prince let out an ecstatic sigh as his needs were left fulfilled, resting in place as his cock was left temporarily locked inside the boy. He reached for the ball gag and pulled it away, hissing to Marco once more, “Now what do you say?”
A single tear fell from Marco’s eye mostly out of embarrassment, as he said with the softest tone he had, “Thank you Tom.”
The prince nodded as he looked away, acting as though he was entirely bored with the boy now that his needs were tended to, “Alright then, your debt is paid. We should get you cleaned up so Star isn’t suspicious.” Marco nodded silently, cheeks still red as he was left lost in thought.
A couple nights had passed and Marco was left stewing in thoughts of the dark prince. He was unable to shake the curiosity that burned inside him, unable to hide from the teasing words that Tom had left him with. He found sleep impossible on this particular night, laying in his bed wide awake. After hours of tossing and turning he decided to visit Star, hoping she might be able to lend an ear. Just before he awoke her however, he saw the bell on her nightstand, the exact same bell she used to summon her chariot to the underworld just days prior. He nipped his lip as the decision weighed heavily on him, the boy soon snatching it and running off back to his room.
Tom remained seated upon his throne when the bell was rung, the young prince’s fingers entwined as he waited patiently for his surprise guest. He felt a rush of excitement when the chariot had arrived and the door opened to reveal Marco, a sadistic thrill leaving a twisted grin ear to ear. He snapped his fingers and a servant brought Marco a drink, the boy nodding his thanks as Tom spoke to him in a low, callous tone, “Back for more little worm?”
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