The Misery of Two

"Don't you cats usually groom each other's hair? Let me see how you groom your brother's butt hairs." Huvel said in a playful tone to Meonando.

Meodinand's face became bright red with embarrassment. He covered his *sshole with his long tail.

"Nando!" he shouted. "Don't look! Go away!"

"Why are you getting shy like this?" Huvel said as his finger probed the insides of Meodinand's ears. "Don't you brothers usually bath together?"

He held Meodinand's tail which was covering his *ss with one hand and pulled it up. The pinkish *sshole of Meodinand became exposed once again. Meodinand almost shed tears in embarrassment.

Huvel glared at Meonando and said, "What are you doing? Didn't tell you to lick there and clean up?"

Meonando trembled in fear and confusion. He knelt down behind Meodinand to carry out Huvel's order.

"Meonando!" Meodinand shouted again. "I said go away! Go away before I beat you up!"

Meonando jolted after hearing his brother's threatening.

"I… I am sorry my lord! I cannot follow that order!" Meonando cried and ran out of the room.

"Haa! You ruined my fun..." Huvel mumbled.

"I told you let him go!" Meodinand retorted.

"Have I ever agreed to that? Well, anyway, now that your brother's no longer here, you can enjoy it to your heart's content, I guess. Bellamy continue where it was left."

"What are you say… gah… who is it?! Ah… why… you licking there?!"

Bellamy did not care Meodinand's questions and continued to lick the rim of the pinkish crack in front of his face.

Huvel's fingers also invaded Meodinand's mouth and stirred inside.

"Ah!"

Meodinand bit Huvel's fingers!

"Huff! Huff! You deserve it! Why are you doing weird things to me?!"

"Haa! A bad cat, aren't you? You need to be disciplined!"

Huvel pinched the bad cat's nipples.

"Ahp…"

Meodinand could not finish his cry as something was stuffed into his mouth. It was an apple from the fruit tray he brought. His teeth sank into the apple and the juice of apple flowed out of his mouth to his neck, and finally to his chest wetting his shirt. Huvel made Meodinand lie on his back. Meodinand whose wrists and ankles were tied could not put up any resistance.

"Wet it." He ordered Bellamy, pointing at Meodinand's sleeping p*nis.

He, himself, proceeded to tear apart Meodinand's shirt. He rubbed a few pieces of fruits on Meodinand's chest and belly. As a final touch, he sprinkled sugar on the p*nis wet with Bellamy's saliva.

Meodinand felt sick. On top of his whole body being sticky, his p*nis was licked by a dog-man. He tried his hardest to free his hands and legs so that he could run away from the nightmarish room and take a bath. He wanted to wash every single spot he was touched by the rotten lord and his dog. He tried until he could no longer move his arms. However, his effort was in vain. The rope that tied him did not come off and he only hurt his wrists.

Huvel dragged the exhausted Meodinand to a corner of a room and left him there without doing anything more. While Meodinand was wondering what Huvel was doing, his thigh felt itchy. He moved his head to see what was it.

Ants! Ants were climbing onto his body!

Soon, his whole body itched with the crawling of several dozens of ants. Then, the ants began to bite here and there. His belly, nipples and p*nis were all bitten. He squirmed every time he was bitten but he could not get rid of the ants. More and more ants gathered on his body over the time.

He looked around to ask for help only to find the man who was watching his suffering with a smile. He could no longer think of his dignity and embarrassment as he could not stand the bites of the ants anymore. He begged the immoral man with teary eyes.

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Luc lied in his bed. He felt weak and dizzy. That morning, he went to the wall of Boswel to resume his duty. However, Captain Mylan allowed him to rest a few days after seeing his ghastly face. He met Timeo who was jailed with him at the same time on his way back. Unlike him, Timeo looked healthy.

"How come you lost only some weight after entering that devilish dungeon?" he asked Timeo in surprise.

"Devilish dungeon?" Timeo replied, looking confused. "Although the smell there was bad and the food was very lacking, I don't think I can call that place 'devilish'. Oh, you were taken to a different place. Did they tortured you to be like this?! What did they do?"

"What did they do, huh?"

Luc wanted to spill out everything to relieve his burden. However, by doing so, the most embarrassing moment in his life would be known by everyone. He was already humiliated once. He could not make himself to become the laughing stock of the knights and soldiers. He also could not say he was tortured since there were no scars of torture on his body.

"They starved me…" he could only say that weakly.

"Oh, you worried me for a second!" Timeo replied cheerfully. "Don't worry. You can regain your strong body in a week. You are a proud knight of the wall of Boswel after all!"

Luc did not feel any better after being encouraged by Timeo. On the contrary, he became resentful.

"In terms of the gravity of our mistakes, Timeo's made a big offense while I only slightly dissed the damn lord! But that bastard Timeo only got imprisoned for a few days and me… what did I do to deserved that sickening torture? DAMN!!"

He could only growl when he was alone in his room.

He drank wine and fell asleep. He had a dream that night. He dreamt the time in the dungeon when the rotten lord held his d*ck and rubbed it slowly. His sexual desire rose up as the rubbing became faster and then…

"HA!"

He cummed! He woke up and found out that he cummed in reality as well. His pants were soaked wet in his cum and the fishy smell spread in the room.

"Why the f*ck did I dream that?! Why would I cum to that dream? No, that can't be. This is not true. NO!!"

Luc ran out of his house. His was still dizzy because of wine and could not walk straight. Nonetheless, he reached his destination before midnight. It was a brothel. He spent the rest of the night with a woman in that brothel.