Darnell noticed as usual that Will had been acting very unusually strange lately. He had also noticed that Will had been urging him to come over to his house the last few days, but Darnell, as a prince, had royal duties and projects that would leave him sore and tired and would sleep peacefully throughout the entire night. Darnell didn't have the time for showing up to Will's house the past few days but today he didn't have anything to do and decided it would be best to visit Will to see how he was doing.
But, Darnell also have gotten a few sexual hints from Will: Will doing the same nicknames he had given Darnell and trying to nuzzle and kiss his neck. Darnell didn't know why but it might've assume all the sex he had been having with him.
Now, Darnell made himself comfortable on Will's sofa, a cup of steaming hot tea in his hands as he took little sips of it. Will came out of the kitchen, too, with a mug in his hands. Will sat down next to Darnell.
"How's the family, princess?" Will asked, sipping his tea afterwards.
"Same as always, my brother is also good." Darnell said, his tone a little bland. "And work?" A smile was on Will's face instead a tired sigh.
"Actually better now; I got air conditioning now and just got promoted as Assistant Manager."
Will congratulated the blue troll. "Oh, that's great!"
"Eh, nothing exciting to me, though. A promotion always happens to a troll in that department at least once a week." Will blandly said. But Darnell still had the warming, supportive smile on him.
"Well, it's always great to hear that, Will." The two of them sipped their tea until Darnell piped up. "So, is there a secret surprise you've been hiding from me or what?"
"Like…?"
"Well, you have been giving me sexual hints about something. Maybe you just got something for me and you've been hinting on?" Darnell asked, he put his tea down. "Is there?" Will almost choked on his tea and coughed and sputtered it out, wiping his mouth afterwards.
"Are you okay?"
Will cleared his throat, "Yeah, just surprised is all."
Darnell chuckled. "So it is true!" He chuckled at Will, "C'mon, what is it?" Darnell had a saucily smile on his face. The curiosity growing with every second Will stayed silent. Darnell did a little "Hmmm" in questioning.
"Okay, it is a surprise, and-"
"Is that why you kept asking to come over to your house?" Darnell cut him off.
"Yes, to be exact, I just wanted to give you a little something." Will said, hiding a sly undertone in his voice.
"Can I see it, then?" Darnell continued, only to have Will talk again.
"Maybe after you finish your tea, angel cakes. I do want you to stay hydrated." Darnell spent the next few minutes blowing the steaming heat out of his tea and trying to sip it, only to burn his tongue now and then. The tea was good, it was a mix of chamomile with a few drops of lemon juice tasted in, his breath was cooled with mint that was mixed in. What was then left of the tea was a warm mug that was starting to cool down.
"Finished with your tea?" Darnell nodded. "Follow me then." Darnell got off the sofa and walked behind Will, where he grasped his bedroom doorknob. "Ready to see your surprise?" Darnell repeated his usual nod at Will.
Will's bedroom was no longer shining with the laser beams of Vibe City, the windows were tightly covered by black drapes, the lamp wasn't on and Darnell couldn't make you any features to the room anymore. The door shut behind him, causing the troll to yelp in fear. The room was very cold as the air conditioner blasted icy air, Darnell crossed his arms and shivered; teeth chattering slightly.
Darnell called out Will's name slightly; wanting to know if he was still in the dark cold room with him or not. There was no answer. Suddenly, a noise that sounded like lightning cracking the sky was heard very loud in the room and a stinging pain occurred within Darnell's back the same time the noise was heard. Darnell did a little shout in pain, his legs wanting to tremble.
A voice, sounding like a whisper, spoke to Darnell: like a dominatrix was speaking to him, but the voice sounded male. "You've been bad lately, princess, very bad…" Will's voice sounded stern, yet calm. "I need to punish you." The lightning-like sound returned and Darnell's back was struck again by the stinging pain. Darnell felt very exposed; very small; very powerless. Darnell winced at the pain and eventually whimpered. He felt something coarse and smooth and small go up his neck and stopped below his chin, where it stopped and Darnell lifted his head up a bit. The smell of mint and men's aftershave immediately sensed that Will was in front of Darnell.
An evil chuckle was heard. "It hurts, doesn't it?" Darnell motioned his head as a "yes." "Good, 'cause you're going to feel a lot of pain coming from me. You have to be punished for not listening to me. I can't have that happening again; so you need to learn your lesson. Am I making myself clear, princess?" Darnell's throat was in a knot and his neck was starting to cramp from letting his head be in the same position. Darnell croaked out.
"Y-Yes…" the coarse small thing was removed from Darnell's chin.
"Good," Will continued, "for now on, you are going to address me as 'Master.' Is that clear?"
Darnell shuddered, not from the cold air but what he was going to be saying to Will. "Yes, Master…"
"See? Now we're getting natural already." Darnell felt himself picked up and was thrown on the bed and groaned, already feeling his stomach going into knots. He felt getting hard down there; what a submissive little bitch he was going to be to Will. The lamp was clicked on and Will was above Darnell, he seemed to be wearing a leather harness: the kind with a silver metal ring in the middle. In one hand was a riding crop while the other one had a pair of leather padded handcuffs.
"You're going to love this princess, I swear." Will marked out, he twirled the leather handcuffs with his index finger. Without Will letting him do it, Darnell lifted his arms above his head, showing submission to the other Funk troll. Will put the handcuffs behind one of the wooden poles of the headboard of his bed until both of the cuffs were on the left and right side of the wooden pole, he then slipped the cuffs on the wrists of Darnell's and tightened them. Will then reached the little drawer where he pulled out a strip of silk cloth.
"Is there a safe word?" Darnell asked, nervously. Which Will frowned at.
"Sorry princess, no safe word when we're doing this kind of stuff." Darnell didn't look at Will and only looked down at himself in shame. He looked back up at Will once again.
"Okay…" Darnell's vision turned black afterwards when Will put the black silk strip of cloth over his eyes and tied it behind his head. Will got off the bed and was walking around as he repeatedly snapped the riding crop. Twisting the cane in the process.
"You've been a bad boy, angel cakes." Will repeated once more. He brought up the riding crop, and with a quick motion, he brought it down to Darnell's left breast bone; causing Darnell to do a sound of pain when the loop of leather from the crop stung his skin with a slap.
Darnell's only response was a "Ngh!" and clenched his fists until his fingers turned white. He couldn't tell what Will was doing, he could only see darkness. So he couldn't even tell what kind of sadism/masochism tools he was picking out. The one Will did with the riding crop hurted like hell, but at the same time it felt weird.
Will put the riding crop down on the little wooden dresser and pulled the drawer. Will got out a pink-and-black weave whip. How many of those leather strips hung down like a horse's tail. But it wasn't enough pain to cause Darnell. Will shook his head; a hard "no" on the weave whip. He placed it back gently and another whip caught his eye. The cracking bullwhip. Oh, how the whip had a dragon's tongue resemblance. Those kinds of whips hurt and make your back ache and bleed and leave bloody scratches from it, resulting in ever-lasting healing if it went an inch deep or leave scars of torment and embarrassment on your back. Good enough pain for Darnell.
Just when Darnell didn't feel any more pain, he unclenched his fists that were almost to the point of drawing did hear the sound of the drawer opening and closing. The sting had finally gone away, resulting in a blind mark just underneath his pink fur. Just then, a sound of lightning was heard once more, the sound returning to Darnell's ears as he felt a spear sting-like pain on his body. "Gah! Sweet-fuck!"
Will chuckled a bit, "Didn't know you could be so vulgar, princess. That's new," he threw his arm back with the whip, but his arm didn't function. On Darnell's stomach, a white slimy fluid was on there. Had he already come, with just a single whip? "Well, well, well, look who already came without my permission. Just another punishment you need to learn…"
Darnell whimpered; he didn't know that he did ejaculate. Was the cause in fact the pain that Will inflicted on Darnell just for punishment, that it resulted into unknown, brain-dumb orgasm he didn't know about it until Will announced it? Darnell felt his back get uncomfortably hot and shifted a bit.
Will lifted his arm up and brought it down where the whip was in his hand and it cracked. Making Darnell arched his back and cried out every time the whip hit him.
"Oh sweet mercy!"
Crack!
"Gah! That hurt!"
Crack!
"Dear God, Will!"
Crack!
Now his arm tired and sore, Will looked down at his work of art and smiled. There were a lot of exposed marks and bubbled-up bloodied scratches all over his body, along with a couple on his thighs also, but he missed his penis. Darnell felt the blindfold loosen and it was off his vision. Will dropped the blindfold to the floor and caressed Darnell's face.
"You've dealt with your punishment well enough, now you deserved a little treat." Darnell yelped as he was then flipped over on his stomach with his rear in the air. The cotton blankets rubbed his scratches, Darnell prayed they wouldn't bleed onto the blanket. Darnell felt something cold and slick go on his entrance.
"Ah! What in the ever-loving…!"
"Just a little something makes things a little easier for the both of us." Will said. Darnell felt his knees tremble and shake, only to feel something big entered inside his entrance. Darnell moved to head to see Will had a long string of anal beads. The beads were in a pattern of red, pink, and yellow, the first bead was red. One by one, each anal bead was putted inside Darnell without any warning, the pattern of beads went on for at least four times: red, pink, yellow. Red, pink, yellow. Red, pink, yellow. Red, pink, yellow.
The last bead was finally added into Darnell as he panted. The anal beads felt so weird inside him, twelve of them were making his insides felt bloated and were very deep. It had a very alien feeling to them. Then, he felt Will tug on the beads and one by one they popped out of his entrance at a fast pace. Darnell gasped as he felt the last one get popped out. Just until it was finally over, Will's hard member was pressing against his gaping entrance and pushed the head of his penis inside him. Darnell groaned loudly as he felt the shaft penetrating him deeply, but just the same deepness it always goes. The links on the leather cuffs were scratching the wood on the head board. The sound of skin-slapping was heard from both the trolls. Will was thrusting his cock deep into Darnell.
Darnell felt this urge of ejaculation from his shaft and released his fluid onto the sheets, this time with his knowledge of now feeling it. Will pretty much liked this despite the fact that he just dominated Darnell, the prince of the Funk troll kingdom. His harness was rubbing against the skin of his chest. He felt his penis twitched and pulled out, flipped over Darnell onto his back, and did multiple shots of semen on Darnell: first one was on his stomach, second was a perfect straight line on his neck, and third and final one was face and inside his mouth.
Darnell swallowed the sweet-salty combination down his throat, he had to admit that the taste wasn't too bad, but it was manageable to swallow it. Just when Darnell was about to sit up, the leather cuffs were holding him back which resulted in a shocked jolt back to the bed. Darnell smirked up at Will.
"Mind if you get these cuffs off of me?"
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Quincy had been looking intensely at Will for a long time now, elbows on the table with his hands entwined each other. His expression on him wasn't happy, but rather disappointing at him. The two trolls were in a bar and were sitting in a corner booth of the room. Two alcohol-filled mugs of beer were standing in front of them, barely even touched. Will was sitting across Quincy, he was nervous as shit, along with uncomfortable. Will was invited by Quincy for some reason, but the king never explained himself. The rings on Quincy's fingers shined with a fiery passion. Will swallowed before standing up.
"U-Um, look, I gotta go now. Tonight is a work night so-"
"Sit down, boy," Quincy ordered him, with a stern tone. Will sat back down in his seat and swallowed some more. "Do you know why I invited you here, Will?"
"N-No, you didn't tell me." Will said, in a meekly tone. Quincy slumped himself on the padded booth while sighing through his nose, arms crossed. His ringed fingers now drumming his upper arm. In a moment, he leaned across the table and placed his arms on the table.
"Me and my wife, Queen Essence, saw what you've been doing to our sons." Will swallowed.
"I-I-I don't know what you're talking-"
"Cut the bullshit Will, I know I didn't just see my sons-our sons-get fucked in the most perverted ways yet!" Quincy hissed. Will now stopped acting like a pussy and toughened himself up.
"So?"
"So? I don't think you understand me: I saw you-along with my wife go ahead and screw Cooper and Darnell's brains out like a sex-craved maniac!" Quincy raised his voice, but it wasn't enough to bring other trolls attention to the table. Quincy harshly grabbed his mug and took a sip of beer and wiped his mouth with his arm. He looked at Will once more. "What a fucking pervert you are; you know that?" Will swallowed, he had never seen King Quincy act like this in front of his own citizen before.
"You know something, Will?" Quincy continued. "I could've been more angry enough to see my wife upset because of you. I haven't even told both my sons the truth about you: how you are screwing 'hem one another. So I like to propose an offer to you." Will blinked.
"W-What?" Quincy licked his front teeth.
"I want you to sleep with both of my sons…"
"Ummmm-"
"Together, in the same room…" Will's eyes widened in surprise. Did Quincy meant a threesome intercourse?
"You mean-?"
"Yes, I do!" Quincy scolded. "Can't you get that in your fuckin' brain for once?!" Will was taken back a little bit for Quincy's choice of vulgar words he was using for his sentences.
"W-Wow, um, I-I don't know what to say about this, your Majesty."
"Yeah, yeah. Consider this a offer." Quincy said, but he continued. "But...there is a catch," Quincy then leaned closer to Will. "If you ever make my wife upset again...I will kill you." Quincy pulled out a twenty-dollar bill from his cape and put it on the table.
"Make this your lucky day." Quincy got out from his seat and exited the bar, leaving Will to have the threat being repeated over in his head like a broken record player.
If you ever make my wife upset again...I will kill you.
If you ever make my wife upset again...I will kill you.
If you ever make my wife upset again...I will kill you.
Will know what he had to do. And he did both love Cooper and Darnell…
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