A male voice answered from the pure darkness. “My name is not important.” Something exhaled on his neck, followed by what’d let like a tongue lick up the side of his neck.
Miden looked around at the sound of the voice, then jumped as he felt the breath on his neck. He then grimaced and trembled at the lick, too scared now to turn around.
“Shh~~” the voice purred in his ear. “Relax~~ you’ll be here for a long time, so get comfortable~” the voice cooed, one of its hooves moving to his plot.
Miden whimpered, panic starting through him. He quickly tried to move forward and turn around, wanting to get the hoof away from his plot.
He would find that he was chained upright, around his hooves, a middle, and neck. Straining his head too much would result in choking. The voice purred and started squeezing and rolling his plot in its hooves.
Miden yelped softly and strained against the chains, coughing as he was choked a bit. Not straining his head as much, he continued to struggle against his binds, breathing quickly, his tail tucking between his legs. He blushed as his cheeks were played with, making him grunt. “S- Stop.. let me go.. p-please!!”
“As much as I like it when you beg, you’re begging for the wrong thing.” The voice purred, licking along the curve of his plot. “You will never leave, because you belong to me now~”
The monocerus grunted, his body shivering from the lick. He continued to strain against the chains, his ears pinned to the sides of his head. “W- What do you want from me..??!” he whimpered, not wanting at all to be owned.
The voice laughed cruelly. “First, I want your body, to torment and pamper as I see fit. Then, I want your mind, broken, and obedient. And finally, I want your soul. I want you to lick the ground under my hooves, get down on your knees and beg to be used by me.” The voice listed, his words dripping with maliciousness.
Miden felt a sinking feeling overtake him, his fear of his tormentor suddenly increasing immensely. “N- No.. Th-.. Y-You’re crazy..!” he stammered, his heart beating strongly in his chest. “P- Please let me go! I-I want to go home!”
“This is your home now~~” the voice purred in his ear, something phallic and hard pumping his lower back.
He whined in desperation and tried to get away from whatever the voice was doing to him.
The chains didn’t let him. The phallic object began grinding agaisnt his lower back. It felt frightfully large.
P- Please… d-don’t so this.. please!!” he begged, close to tears now, his breathing still quick.
“No, I’m going to claim your body inside and out~” the voice purred, something thick, sticky, and wet slowly dribbling from the tip of the phallic object.