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Chapter 11

Link backed away from his enemy, his large blue eyes frightened by the sight of a thin piece of steel rod in Ghirahim's hand. The object was about six to seven inches long, and very slim. The Skyloftian watched as his enemy licked his lips in anticipation, the dark lust in those eyes holding his gaze. Link's heart raced with anxiety.

He's going to gouge out my eyes!

Link brought his trembling hands to his face. He could already sense it. Ghirahim was going to ram the rod through his eye, slowly, painfully, torturing him eagerly to hear his screams and break him down until it was no longer bearable. But the hero prepared himself mentally, reminding himself to not give in, to keep the location of the second Time Gate a secret.

He'll do anything for Zelda, even if it means he'll be blinded.

In an instant, Ghirahim grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward. The demon whirled him around before he could even resist. The hero struggled as he felt his arms pulled back and secured tightly behind his back with his own leather belt. Upon feeling his arms bound, he was turned back around and pushed up against the wall. The cape had fallen off him during the struggle, and he was left completely bare once again. Sitting on the ground, he glanced up and watched his enemy crawl up towards him with a smile as he held up the instrument.

"Let our little game begin," Ghirahim grinned widely.

The blood leaving his already pale face, Link immediately shut his eyes, tucking his chin against his neck as he lowered his head and tried to put up whatever resistance he could against the rod that was about to dig through his eye. For a minute, his body stiffened and tensed, mouth shut tightly as he braced himself and constantly reminded himself to not give in, to not let Ghirahim retract any information from him.

When a moment passed by without anything happening, Link slowly cracked one eye open to see what was going on, just in time to find the demon burst out laughing.

Ghirahim doubled over, completely amused by the hero's reaction, before he coughed and recovered himself. "Did you really think I was going to take out your eyes?"

Link gaped, dumbfounded.

Ghirahim flicked his bangs back away from his face, leaning in closer as he dangled the instrument playfully before the hero's questioning face. "Oh no, this instrument is not used for that purpose. And besides," he stroked that pale cheek, "with beautiful eyes like yours, I would want them to witness everything that is about to happen to you."

Link swallowed nervously, unsure of how to interpret those words. He watched warily as Ghirahim spread his legs apart and licked. The hero threw his head back, gasping as his enemy ran his tongue around the tip of his shaft. Oh, why must this always feel so good? Breathless and confused, Link let out a high-pitched moan as Ghirahim mouthed his manhood and sucked. It didn't take long for his arousal to arise. Quivering with a frown, Link started to fall into a trance when his eyes suddenly shook at the sight of Ghirahim taking out another item that was hidden within the hilt of his pants. A thick rubber band dangled from two of his fingers, wiggling before his very eyes.

"Recognize this?" Ghirahim smiled.

Link blinked, gaping for a second before recognizing the material and crying out, "My slingshot!"

"I found it tossed to the side. The bokoblins had no use for it..." a dark shadow fell over that smile, "...but I do."

Link watched as Ghirahim grabbed his manhood and began pumping it. The hero immediately groaned, breathing heavily at being wonderfully jerked off when he suddenly felt the base of his member gripped tightly. Sucking in his breath, Link looked up questioningly. His eyes enlarged upon seeing Ghirahim slip the rubber band over his shaft, twisting and tying it twice until it sat snugly at the base. Shaking uncomfortably, Link raised his head and watched his enemy lick his lips once more, the eagerness clear in his eyes.

Ghirahim held up the thin metal rod. "Now, be good and I'll be gentle with you. Tell me where the Time Gate is."

Link immediately glared at his enemy defiantly with those vibrant, unrelenting blue eyes.

Ghirahim cocked his head at an angle, observing that obstinate face. "It looks like I have to make you understand."

Link watched as Ghirahim grabbed his erect member and hovered the metal rod right above it. The hero's eyes widened.

Wha...

Link felt his throat caught for a moment as he watched the object lowered until the cold end of the tip touched the top surface and caused his body to freeze up. Dark eyes smiled at him, holding him in an air of suspense. And then, the rod was inserted into the slit of his cock.

Pupils dilating in shock, Link threw his head back and cried out, his voice drawn out in a high-pitched squeal that dissipated into the air. An intensity unlike any other immediately engulfed him without warning. The rod slowly pushed through, producing a sharp sting while creating excruciating sensations that nearly made the Skyloftian explode at that very moment. With thighs spread apart and quivering, Link threw his head forward, mouth wide open in utter horror as the rod was pushed down through the slit, sliding inside him by another inch. Its cold, steel surface traveled through the urethra and stretched the linings slightly. Link thrust his chest out and gasped, the intensity so overwhelming that it prevented him from screaming as his voice was caught by the unbearable stimulation. Blue eyes were on the verge of popping out as his body spasmed and convulsed.

And then, the rod was taken out.

"Hah..." Link gasped desperately as he tried to recuperate, his head dizzy from the sensations he had just experienced. His mind was horrified by the fact that Ghirahim would even think of sticking something down through the slit of his member. The strength of the intensity was unfathomable, nearly enough to make him faint. Heart pounding, he realized that he was already sweating, the beads of droplets trickling down the sides of his temples.

Ghirahim smiled in satisfaction. "I believe you understand now." He licked the rod across purposefully in front of that nervous face. "Now, let's try this again. Where is the Time Gate?"

Link paused for a moment. "I don't know."

"Wrong answer." Ghirahim shoved the rod down through the slit, and this time, Link shrieked at the top of his lungs, the sensation beyond pleasurable. The pressure was too much for the boy, and the hero nearly collapsed as his mind whirled and spun. It was horrifying as Ghirahim slid the rod in and out, in and out, slowly twisting it and allowing about three inches of the instrument to slide through the urethra. The sensations produced stunned Link's body, and he wailed as he felt an unbearable urge to come. The hero doubled over with mouth wide open as the intensity consumed him. Finally, Ghirahim pulled the rod out.

"Uhh..." Link panted, struggling to recover.

"I suggest that you don't move too much. We don't want to damage the inside now, do we?" Ghirahim smiled as he lowered his head and licked the tip, causing the boy to flinch. "For some, this could be painful. For others, extremely pleasurable. I wonder what it is for you?" The demon grinned as he looked up and watched beads of sweat now trickle down that chest rising up and down erratically. He ran his tongue up the torso, tasting the salty liquid, before leaning back. "But more importantly, are you ready to tell me where the second Time Gate is?"

Link gritted his teeth, his sweaty bangs covering his eyes. "I don't know where it is."

"Wrong again."

Link howled as the rod slid down inside him once more. Such maddening pleasure, such raw intensity, such burning sensation - it was all tearing him apart.

Ghirahim hummed to himself amongst the screams, indulging in the sight of that face filled with pure eroticism. The boy's mouth was wide open, with streams of saliva dripping out of the corners of his lips as he convulsed and spasmed, unable to contain himself from being broken down by the intensity of the pleasure. Blue eyes looked at him in pure terror and disbelief, twitching as though they would roll into the back of his head. Face contorted as the body looked like it was going to explode. Ghirahim slid the rod further in, his heart pounding in excitement as he further tormented the hero and watched him cry out in beautiful agony. Seeing that the boy may pass out suddenly, Ghirahim withdrew the rod.

Link gasped meekly. He whimpered as he stared at his abused shaft now turning a strange shade of purple.

Reading his mind, Ghirahim tilted that sweat-drenched face upwards and purred, "You want to come, don't you?" He stared into those beautiful blue eyes beginning to well with tears. "It's uncomfortable, isn't it? Oh, but you can't come yet. Not until you tell me where the Time Gate is."

Link closed his eyes, suppressing the tears that stung as he swallowed.

"I see," Ghirahim said. He inserted the rod into the slit of the cock.

Link screamed in agony, thrusting his chest out as his groin burned. Streams of saliva overflowed the corners of his mouth as he threw his head back. Suddenly, Ghirahim thrust a finger through his rear entrance, fingering him thoroughly and brushing up against his prostate deliberately. The intensity of the sensations amplified, driving Link mad. His voice hitched at the pressure, and his body begged and pleaded for release. He was becoming crazy. He was seriously becoming crazy! The aching pleasure was excruciating, ripping him apart from the inside as he was perpetuated into a frenzied state. He wailed without any restraint, shaking violently and doubling over and tossing his head to the side wildly. The intensity and pleasure were raw-pure rawness that plunged him into a never-ending agony.

After what felt like an eternity, the rod withdrew, along with Ghirahim's finger.

The hero dropped his head and began whimpering, his groin aching painfully. He wasn't sure how much longer he could endure before he exploded.

"Where's the second Time Gate?" Ghirahim demanded.

"I don't know!"

Ghirahim stuck the rod through the slit of that swollen cock.

"HAH!" The intensity engulfed the hero, overwhelming him as he cried out. Never had pleasure been this cruel. He could feel the rod traveling inside, sliding through within his shaft. He wailed and moaned and cried out until he was reduced into a puddle of incoherent whimpers.

Ghirahim smiled widely, enjoying the sight of the hero breaking down as he was being torn apart from within. He leaned in and licked the cheek, humming straight into his face with a lovely tune as the hero screamed and screamed, the contrast of their song and dance filling his heart with rainbows. Ghirahim pulled out the rod and watched the hero pant heavily, struggling to breathe. He caressed that sweat drenched cheek, admiring the tormented and distressed state of the boy bound before him. "Poor sky child." He leaned forward and licked up tears streaming down that contorted face, drinking in the taste of suffering and terror. "Now, be good and tell Lord Ghirahim where the Time Gate is."

The hero trembled. "It's..."

Ghirahim raised a brow.

"...Up your ass."

Ghirahim's smile disappeared. He watched as the hero raised his head and now glared at him with vibrant, defiant, bold blue eyes that pierced through his heart. The demon fingered the rod in his hand, his muscles tensing. "So be it." He shoved the rod in deeper.

This time, Link's wails amplified. On the brink of going insane, the hero did not hold back his screams. He screamed at Ghirahim's face. He screamed at his cursed fate. He screamed at the intensity that engulfed him, overwhelming him without mercy. He figured that since he wasn't going to give away the location of the Time Gate, he could at least allow himself to scream all he wanted to. He deserved it. At the very least, he deserved that minuscule relief.

"Where's the TIME GATE?" Ghirahim shouted, growing impatient as he thrust the rod in and out of the urethra more forcefully. He watched as Link only answered with more horrified screams. "WHERE'S THE TIME GATE?" The boy was now crying, crying in pain and pleasure as Ghirahim proceeded to thrust his fingers inside the boy's rear entrance again and probe him thoroughly, abusing that prostate.

Link wanted to bang his head against the wall so that he could at least pass out. It was already too much. He was on the verge of rupturing as he was tortured with this burning intensity from both ends. He screamed and screamed as fingers and rod slid in and out of him until, finally, his voice broke and cracked.

At this result, Ghirahim withdrew the rod and his fingers. He leaned back and stared at the tear-stained face, the boy now a mess and sobbing loudly from the obvious unbearable ache in his groin. The sky child still refused to even accidentally slip up any information on the location of the Time Gate. But as Ghirahim was growing extremely frustrated with this, he found his own heart pounding in excitement. He licked his lips in hunger. He wanted to devour this boy and push him to the edge and leave him begging for mercy. The demon lowered his head and proceeded to give the hero a thorough blow job.

Link's eyes widened in surprise and he now moaned and groaned, his voice raspy as he doubled over. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to will himself to come so that he could end this torture, but nothing would release from his erection. Instead, he was left to endure and suffer even more. He whined in a high-pitched squeal as Ghirahim licked the slit, teasing him senselessly. Finally, the demon pulled back. Link gasped, face and body flushed. When he saw Ghirahim pick up the rod again, the hero was paralyzed with fear.

No...

Those sadistic eyes pierced through him.

No more!

The hero tried to back up even further up against the wall.

No!

Blue eyes expanded as the rod was shoved down through the slit repeatedly, leaving Link with silent screams, his voice about gone as he looked up at the ceiling. The magnitude of the pleasure and intensity tore through him until he was sure he would faint simply from being unable to breathe.

And then, the rod was pulled out.

Link fell forward, crying. His throat hurt, and his groin throbbed. He whimpered quietly at his poor member. The built-up was severe, and the hero shuddered uncomfortably, ready to keel over. He was willing to thrust into anything to relieve himself at this point.

Ghirahim tossed the instrument to the side and cupped Link's face, squeezing it with fiery rage. "You STUPID boy!" Ghirahim hollered into his face. "If you won't tell me, then I'll just have to leave you in this state." He grinned. "But first, you owe me this time to relieve myself." Ghirahim lowered his pants, lifted up Link's hips, and straddled him as he thrust into him.

Link opened his mouth, voice hoarse as he let out barely audible erotic gasps. Ghirahim pounded into him, ramming his foul member inside him. His enemy grasped his hair and pulled him in for a kiss before nibbling his neck. Link squirmed and let out some cries, this time clearly audible, much to his surprise. His body seemed to suck in his enemy's member, begging for it to relieve him. But relief was something he was unable to attain, and Link whined and whined as his prostate was struck repeatedly.

"Ahh..." he cried out in a high-pitched, raspy squeak. "...I can't...!" He dropped his head over Ghirahim's shoulder for support as he panted. His body began swaying with the thrusts, seeking relief as his enemy pushed him up further against the wall and pressed his legs back, gaining better access to his prostate.

"Hahh..." Link gasped. "Ugh...!" He moaned for more. Please, give him release. Give him release!

Finally, Ghirahim's loud grunt reached his ears as he shot a load of his essence inside him, filling him whole. His enemy pulled out, letting the milky liquid leak out of him. More tears streamed down Link's face as he was left unsatisfied. He glanced down at his swollen member. "Ow..."

Ghirahim tilted his face up gently, smiling down at him. "Such a delicious boy." The demon savored the sight of this tear-stained, adorable face nearly broken. The hero's whole body was drenched in hot sweat. "How about I take care of you more down there?"

Blue orbs shook, and Link shook his head vehemently when he threw it back at Ghirahim's mouth suddenly blanketing his member once more. Link thrust his chest out. Ghirahim sucked, and sucked, and sucked, pleasuring him cruelly, mercilessly, ruthlessly until the hero seemed to have finally lost his mind. He couldn't even swallow anymore as the saliva dribbled down the sides of his chin. If one was to look at the hero in his current state, one would think the poor boy had gone mad.

The demon pulled back, licking his lips. "My, my, do you want to come now?" He smiled as the boy whimpered some incoherent pleads. It would seem that his mind had become twisted and confused. In fact, the hero seemed to have reached a breaking point. No, he was nearing it.

Just a little more.

Ghirahim took the rod again and inserted it through the slit, this time even slower. He left it in there in place and looked up at that terrified face. "I can let you come now,'' Ghirahim offered soothingly. He tugged on the rubber band around the base of the shaft playfully. "However, what would happen if I was to release this band with the rod still inside you?" He chuckled at eyes that enlarged in full-fledged fear. "With this much built-up cum, I would hate to see what would happen to your rather delicate and fragile member here." Ghirahim licked Link's trembling, wet lips. "Would you like to find out?" He purred.

The hero shook his head slowly, anxiously.

"Then tell me where the Time Gate is."

Link shook his head again in the same, slow manner.

Ghirahim was not too happy with this. On the one hand, he wanted to tear this boy apart in anguish, furious for not being able to extract the information he needed yet. At the same time, he was constantly having strong urges to embrace this boy, to ravish him again and again. He felt a great desire for the sky child, and he wasn't sure if having his manhood explode was a great idea at the moment. After all, that would just end his fun. He indulged in watching this boy tormented to the fullest, physically and mentally. He loved pleasuring him and denying his release until he would go insane. Yes, he would get turned on just thinking about it. This boy's suffering was his joy.

But he had a duty to fulfill. He needed to revive his master still, and he wanted to do it fast.

Ghirahim caressed that face gently as he pulled the rod out, the instrument completely wet and lubricated with the hero's own inner juice. "I guess I'll have to leave you in this state until you're willing to share the information kindly with me." He saw the boy suddenly come back to his senses and look up at him in disbelief. Ghirahim grinned. "I think I'll go take a walk." He watched as horror overcame that face. "I'll see you later." And just like that, he disappeared in a sea of diamonds.

Link gritted his teeth and growled, crying out in anguish. Why...why must he go through such tortures? He whined miserably as he glanced down at his cock. If only he could get that rubber band off. That was what was preventing him from reaching relief, right? He lowered his head, testing to see if he was flexible enough to reach...okay, no. Not even possible. Link grunted in frustration and squeezed his legs together, trying to use his thighs to reach for the band, an idea that obviously proved a failure from the start. Whimpering at the throbbing in his groin, Link lowered his head and stared at his swollen erection.

If he sucked himself hard enough...wait, what was he thinking? He couldn't believe that thought even crossed his mind! And besides, he wouldn't be able to relieve himself anyway as long as that cursed rubber band was around him. Link leaned back against the wall, grunting. He closed his eyes and thrust his hips forward a few times, stuck in cruel limbo. The lack of attention to his arousal was agonizing. Yet, the more attention given to it worsened his state. But Link needed to come badly. Never had he felt a deep need to jerk off. He stared at his own arousal. The skin was a strange shade, visibly showing its throbbing, swollen state.

Perhaps...

Link found himself leaning forward slowly, hesitantly, eyes forward as he lowered his head. He shakily opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue.

He licked.

Link closed his eyes and choked on tears. Ghirahim had debased him to the most humiliating state possible, depriving him of his pride and dignity, and leaving him even willing to suck his own member. The Skyloftian sobbed, crying out in angry frustration. Ghirahim had degraded him in every way possible. What was left?

Surprisingly, the demon didn't stay away for too long, having returned in fifteen minutes. But to Link, he felt as though he had been left alone for an agonizing hour. Ghirahim tilted his chin upward to meet him eye to eye.

"Well, hero? Have you finally decided to tell Lord Ghirahim where the Time Gate is?"

Link gritted his teeth and squirmed, heart racing as blue eyes willed themselves with determination and resolve.

Ghirahim sighed. "We can continue playing our little game, but lucky for you, I am curious to see you come with all that built-up." He leaned forward and licked that trembling, flushed cheek brimming red.

Link flinched as hot lips snatched onto his. While Ghirahim devoured him, the demon slipped the rod inside him. Eyes flung wide open, Link protested against those lips. "No..!" He gasped, turning his head away. "Stop! No more!"

"Shh, relax," Ghirahim hushed him with his mouth, sucking on his lips. "Just a little more."

Link tensed and stuttered, the cold rod sliding inside his urethra. Never had the desire to come become so unbearable. The hero grunted into that mouth, gasping at the passionate kiss. And then, the demon pulled back. Ghirahim pulled the rod out and tossed it to the side. He grabbed Link's erection and pumped it furiously, deriving more raspy cries. The demon fingered him simultaneously, the sound of his moist entrance squelching filling his ears. There was still leftover cum inside him. Link shut his eyes and squirmed, tucking his chin down against his neck as his legs were spread widely apart and left his groin begging for release.

Ghirahim leaned in and licked the side of that flushed cheek. "Scream one last time for me, sky child." He undid the band.

Link's eyes shot wide open, and the boy threw his head back and screamed, a cracked, overwhelming scream that pushed his vocal cords to the max. Pure, raw, astounding pleasure of intense magnitude struck the boy mercilessly, swallowing him whole in a blinding light as the orgasm burst through his body in a flash. Cum and more cum spewed out of his swollen member, shooting two feet into the air instantaneously. The hero's body spasmed uncontrollably, the powerful ecstasy spreading throughout every inch of his limbs with lightening speed, reaching the tips of his fingers and toes as they tensed and stretched. Eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head, he arched his body at the pleasure exploding inside him and engulfing him within its cruel, welcoming arms. Tears of joy trickled out of the corners of his squinted, blue eyes as he finally reached the most blissful release ever experienced. And then, with a last sigh, Link fell forward and collapsed, blacking out.

Ghirahim stared at the boy on the floor. The hero's flushed body was covered in sweat, and his lungs panted heavily in his passed out state. The demon undid the belt binding the boy's arms and tossed it to the side. Rearranging his cape on the floor, he picked up the limp figure and placed him on the fabric, laying him down gently. He loved the sight of the hero right now - completely disheveled with marks littered all over his body and cum stains tainting his stomach, his groin, and his rear.

Ghirahim tapped his chin, pondering. He still needed to find that second Time Gate. Even if he was to destroy the hero's body and damage him, it would do him no good. The hero was willing to go through much just to keep his mouth shut. This infuriated the demon. The sky child was tougher to break than he thought. He considered just torturing the boy painfully, but he derived an addicting satisfaction from pleasuring him too. After all, to watch the boy conflicted with his feelings and succumb to it all - Ghirahim was reluctant to deprive himself of their activities. Plus, he had seen enough to know that force and pain would not be enough to extract the information he needed anyway. The hero was stubbornly resistant, and even if he was to break, he would still remain silent about the location of the Time Gate.

But if he was to twist his mind...

Ghirahim grinned. He caressed that sweaty cheek of the quiet figure. Perhaps, he should take a different approach.

Yes, this sounded promising.

He stroked the boy's strands with a smile. He kissed the side of his forehead, whispering with a slithering tongue, "Kindness can be your worst enemy, sky child."

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Stay tuned for Chapter 12!