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Special Request
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It had been ten moons now since Zaos died and every night in Ashwinn's dreams he got to see it happen all over again. Just a fraction of a second and Ashwinn in his giant leopard form was too late to stop the killing blow from the dark elf empress Zihua. Zaos' head lopped off with ease and he still could hear it bouncing off the ground. The empress roared in triumph with her sword raised high and Ashwinn's roar as the chaotic leopard when he charged her.
"I'm gonna rip your fucking face off cunt!" Ashwinn lunged at her, his claws outstretched with a swipe and he tore at her face and at her midsection with a second swipe. She moved backward just in time like she knew where his claws were going to be. Ash only slicing opening her battle armor and her helmet flying off from her head. The thunderous paws of Ash crashed into the blood-soaked earth with a stop and he reeled backward at her just to watch her dodge him again. How the fuck did she keep dodging him? It was like she knew his every move before he did.
The hilt of her sword smacked down on the back of his head, knocking him flat into the ground. She laughed and snagged his tail in her grip and swiped at it, docking his tail right in half. Ashwinn screamed with a loud snarl, the pain caused the saliva to drip from his fangs and the shift of his eyes turning purple. "Ghaunadaur Save Me!" The chaotic flow surged out of him in a bolting wave and it leveled her and all her men flat to their backs. He thought he had the upper hand now, jumping on her body that was on the ground now and slashing chunks out of her armor and lashing at her face.
But a searing pain took over his body, her sword, he forgot about her sword and she had run him straight threw. The blade lodged into his chest and up into his ribcage. He growled and wobbled on his legs as he teetered backward to fall to his side. Everything went black, is this death? Oh Ghikzu, I miss you, you son of bitch. I wish I got to see you one more time before I die. I'm not ready to die, I don't want to know what hell is like. Because I know there is no place in heaven for a piece of shit like me.
Ashwinn woke up with a gasp, his chest tight and he still felt the pain of the blade that had sliced through him. His hand clutched to his chest at the place the scar remained. Montri and Kimni's people healed him as best they could when they found him on the battlefield, but he wanted at least to have this scar remain so he could remember what happened in the caves outside of Deepburrow. The events still felt fresh on his mind. There was no way of escaping the memory of seeing his father Zaos die, but at the same time, he didn't want to forget. The pain and the anger inside of him were all he had, at least he could feel that.
Everything was different now, he wasn't living in the Lightdrinker Palace anymore. He had no idea what happened to Irru's palace. He had a feeling Zihua destroyed it and left it as a graveyard for all of Zaos' fallen soldiers. His father's head probably still on a spike and now a skull, just sitting there in the darkness of the cave. Montri said that all the survivors retreated to Deeproot in the Eternal Deep, but they were still being hunted and slaughtered by the Empress. One day he would have his revenge and beat the empress. He was the last surviving heir to the Valnorin name, a name he couldn't even use anymore since it would just place a target on his head.
The empress told him she would kill the twins, Xharuz and Azyal, if Ashwinn even tried to rise up and bring back the Valnorin name. He didn't want the innocent blood of his younger siblings on his hands so for the time being he did what the Empress Zihua wanted, he took her wretched name Grimspark and promised he wouldn't try anything. Of course right after he made his promise she sold him into slavery, Ashwinn wound up in Birenth and owned by the master Ichiroboros. He didn't care about his situation of being a slave, and he didn't care what happened to him. He only hoped that Xharuz and Azyal were doing well. He knew the Empress used them for breeding purposes because that was the dark elf way. He just hoped it wasn't too terrible for them, and since they were so young when everything happened that maybe they grew up happy too.
His four sisters were also murdered after Zaos fell. Luckily Wym and his grandfather Fyter made it out through the secret tunnels to the surface. The leopard clan had that on their side, they could fit through the cracks and the dark elves never caught them. His mother Wym was still out there, somewhere, one day he would go to Thailand and meet up with her again. His father Irru on the other hand was a complete mess. From what he heard, Irru stopped talking and went mute, the trauma to great for him that he wasn't even a he anymore, his gender changed much like his appearance and now he lived in Kwahlur with the other djinn. He hoped for the best for Irru, he really did, he was too gentle and kind... seeing such horrors would do that to anyone who wasn't made for it.
Was Ashwinn even made for it? The destruction of the Valnorin Empire left everyone connected to it in despair, they were displaced and scattered. There were no happy endings here. Ash was immortal, how long will his life go on like this? Looking around the small room he currently lived in, four feet by eight feet, there wasn't much room to stretch but it was at least something. He just accepted it as his punishment for not using Time Manipulation to freeze the moment before Zaos was killed. He could have stopped all of this. Dropping his head in his hands he ran his fingers through his hair. This was all his fault, and he accepted the punishment now. Being a slave was still too good for what he had done.
He heard the door to his room open and saw the other slaves moving from their rooms. It was time to work, it was dawn now and the new day started. Ashwinn's only clothing was a collar on his neck. Since he was part djinn the core of the collar was made of iron, it suppressed the shift in him and kept him from turning into his giant leopard form. Standing up from the bed he stepped out of his room and headed toward the shower where all the slaves were washed and clothed for work. Whatever style of clothing you received usually signified what type of work you were doing that day. Most of the slaves always hoped they would work up in the main headmaster or headmistress house for the day. The treatment was better and the labor wasn't so hard, though Ashwinn sometimes traded his clothes for the worse ones with other slaves. He didn't want special treatment. He wanted to be invisible and do the hardest work.
He closed his eyes as he stood in line for the showers, he could hear and smell the clean water wafting through the air. Feel the mist of the humidity on his naked body, it felt refreshing and sometimes he forgets where he was. Daydreaming of being in the city of Vinh, deep in the jungles with the rest of the leopard clan. His hazel eyes opened when he felt a hand on his wrist, looking to his side he saw Moriya. She smiled at him, why was she always so happy? He smiled back. She pulled his hand, "Master wants to see you, he has a special request."
Part of him was disgusted but more disgusted by how excited he got at the mention of seeing master. Would he be Ichiro's fuck toy for the day? He stopped Moriya and shook his head, "I'm not clean." He wanted to at least smell good and not smell like sweat, shit, bad dreams, and old socks.
Moriya giggled and smiled, he tugged his arm. "I'm supposed to clean you today, so come with me Ashwinn." He led Ash up and out of the slave area to the main house. It was a pagoda fit for a king, Ichiro had many houses just like this one all across the globe. But this one in Japan was his main residence. Styled with ancient yamatai craftsmanship, the house was like a palace. White with dark ebony wood detailings. Ashwinn was completely nude as he followed Moriya, his body slowly feeling misplaced in the grand of this architecture. Amongst the gold statues of serpents with frightening dragon-like heads rising out of the gardens and along the paths to the house. But it was how it was, Ichiro was probably watching from one of the windows up above. Something he enjoyed was watching Ashwinn forced to walk naked in public spaces. He blushed a little, his head lowered, he sort of enjoyed the humiliation and didn't mind it. All adding to his punishment he felt he deserved anyway.
Ashwinn watched the backside of Moriya as they walked up to the house. Her hips swayed flawlessly under the maid skirt she wore. Or... crap was Moriya a he? Ashwinn wasn't very good at this gender identity thing. His feline senses took over and all he could smell was male coming from the slender, small figure of the kitsune in front of him. Watching his ass and his dick responded in kind without his control. Naked and hard all he could do was lick his lips as he thought about being inside of Moriya. His thumb started to move back and forth on the back of her hand, feeling out all the veins and bones under the thin skin. A slight pressure as he stepped up further and brought his hand down to his thick cock bouncing between his legs.
Moriya slowed his steps and he looked over his shoulder back at Ash. He had bright brown eyes, his reddish hair long and thick as it blew to the side to reveal the flesh of his shoulder and neck to Ashwinn. He smirked with a lusting look and felt Moriya's fingers wrap around his shaft, holding on to it instead of his hand and using it as a leash to lead him to the washrooms.
Once they stepped inside he was now harder than ever, his body simmered with heat. Opening and closing his mouth as he tasted the air and he could tell Mori was aroused as well under his small skirt. "Does Master Ichiro need me right away?" He asked as his hazel eyes followed his motions as he let go of Ash and walked over to the large tub of hot water drawn already for Ashwinn's cleaning. The tub wasn't really a tub, it looked more like a small swimming pool with two feet of water inside of it. Approximately thirty square feet in the center of the room. Moriya looked at Ash, he shook his head no, which only caused Ashwinn to grin as he walked over to the pool.
Moriya slipped out of his clothing, slowly the illusion of what gender Mori was was breaking. And just what Ash was smelling in the air, his eyes confirmed it, and he saw that slender petite cock between his thighs was hard just like him. The clothing fell to the floor and Moriya stepped into the pool, Ash followed as he stepped in with him. Moving through the water, lowering to his knees and his hands reached out to the pretty little thing in front of him, but Moriya stopped him with his foot lifting and pressed to Ashwinn's chest. "Wait, clean first!"
He pouted as he looked to him and his hands didn't stop as they latched onto Moriya's thighs and brought his body closer. His foot glancing off his chest and soon Ash had those thighs wrapped around him and he was leaning in for kisses on his neck and at his ear. The sound of water splashing around them. He jumped with a sudden pain in his nose as he felt Moriya flick him with strong little fingertips on the nose "Bad Kitty!" His eyes squinted and his hands lifted to his face and he felt Mori push him back on his ass in the pool. "Sit and be good, okay, you'll be clean first." He felt Mori kneel at his back, his hands dropping from his face and he leaned back against him, head tilting back as he looked up to give his best wide pupil kitty expression of cuteness.
"Okay."
It was all that was said, Ashwinn behaved himself and allowed Mori to clean him. Feeling those hands moving around his body. Feeling a sponge and washcloth touching the scarred up flesh of his body, scars of his past, burns, and slashes, stab wounds and tares where flesh was ripped apart. He wasn't as pretty as he used to be when he was in his early twenties, over a hundred years of rape and violence for the lord of Chaos was really taking its toll on his body. Mori soaped up his hair with shampoo, his touch was good, relaxing and Ash leaned into it as though Mori was petting a lap cat. The warm water trickled over every inch of him, soothing old aches and pains. The water was washed over his head, coursing over his scalp, rolling down his back. He felt baptized of sin, though he was still horny and he was about to sin all over again. All would be undone now in just a few moments as he turned and faced Moriya. On his knees in the large pool, he walked to him, the sound of the water rushing around their bodies as he backed Mori up against the side of the pool.
Moriya scooted back with a hushed sound of surprise as Ash lifted him on to the lip of the pool. Hands spreading those lean thighs and he kissed from Moriya's knee down to his cock. He stopped and looked up. "We should have fucked first because you're gonna have to wash me all over again now." He smirked up at Mori and then his eyes half-closed with lust looked back to that small three inches of feminine cock between his legs. He didn't care that Mori had a small cock, he didn't care if Mori liked to dress like a girl, he didn't care. He wanted to fuck. Mori was flesh to quench his addiction. His mouth closed down around that cock, swallowing him into his mouth, sucking him, and tongue lapping up the taste of him. Mori kept himself clean of hair, waxed and smooth. His balls felt good in his mouth, his skin tasted like rose oils and peppermint. He moaned on his flesh feeling Mori touching him and hearing him moan back. His voice was high like a girl, soft and gentle.
Pulling his mouth off he licked his lips and he chuckled, then he grabbed one of his thighs, flipped him around, and bent the whore over the edge of the pool. His face leaning back in again, burying his lips and tongue into the crack of his ass. Spreading him with hard firm thumbs and began tongue fucking the cute pucker that he could feel was already aching with a throbbing hug around the warm wet muscle of a tongue that penetrated him. Mori moaned more, and more, and Ashwinn felt his hand reach back to burying his fingers through his dark hair. It only edged Ash more, he was deep in the thralls of lust now and nothing could pull him away from fucking this kitsune. The leopard inside of him growled and he licked up Moriya's back, all the way up to his shoulder to clamp his sharp canines into him. Pushing one of Mori's thighs up, his other hand spread that ass cheek to the side as his engorged hard-on pushed into that ass. His six-foot-one height dwarfed the five-foot-nothing size of Mori, even Mori's ass was tiny compared to the chaotic leopard's shaft as it found its way inside.
If ever in nature a leopard fucked a fox, it would probably go something like this. Mori whimpers and moans, Ashwinn grunting in lust. Hips pounding that cock into a small backside. Hands bared down on either side of Mori and pushing him harder into the pool house floor as he took what he wanted from the Whore of Birenth. It felt really good watching Mori begging underneath him. His mouth squeaked like he didn't want it but his ass said differently, pushing back against him and making him even crazier as it bounced up and down off the floor to slap up into Ashwinn. His mouth rimmed with moisture and his teeth unclamped from Mori's flesh as he felt his orgasm release inside of Moriya.
The bliss of his orgasm was cut short as he felt the pinch collar on his throat tighten viciously, his hand lifted to his neck as he felt the air restricted from his lungs and he choked. Lifting to his knees, his cock slipping out of Moriya's ass and his head tilted to see Ichiro standing next to him. His fist balled up into the chain connected to his collar, the iron pinches burning his supernatural djinn flesh and he cried in pain as his fingers dug at his neck where the collar hurt him. Only hearing the commanding voice of his master, "Did you get permission to fuck my whore? I think not!" Ashwinn coughed as he winced in the pain. He was in so much trouble now.
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