Ladies and gentlmen! Boys and girls! I bring to you, all the way from the deepest darkest depths of my mind, chapter 6!

ALSO what you all have been waiting for, this chapter's dedication goes to: Farli30519

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Now, for all you DemiLink lovers out there, this is the chapter for you!


Link ran through the dead forests of Faron trying to stay as silent as possible. The once healthy green glow now was grey with ashes. The entire forest had been burned down killing all life in the forest. The boy stopped and took a deep breath.

Why did he do this?

After all, his masters were trusting him finally, yet he decided to betray their only shred of trust towards him. But still it was odd that they were actually being nice to him. Him! Their worst enemy!

It didn't matter though. Ever since he saw her on the roof, he had to find her. And this was Fi's best estimate of where she was.

Zelda.

What if he wasn't the only human left? Just that thought alone sent a pang of hope through his chest. Maybe the sheikah could help him kill the demons. After all, they do follow Hylia, so wouldn't they want to kill Demise as well?

Lake Floria was just a quarter of a mile North, then he had to find a cave near the waterfall. That was it right?

Link felt like he had been walking forever, his feet aching for him to stop, but he couldn't. What if they were following him?

He had to move. Ghirahim could just randomly appear any second now. Or worse, Demise.

Of course if he had to choose, he'd choose Ghirahim. Though he was crazy, the demon lord would at least feed him. And Ghirahim would at least rape him more gently than Demise ever could.

Link stopped suddenly lost in thought.

'Wait, what if they see what I'm wearing? Wait what am I thinking? I shouldn't worry about my wardrobe right now! It's either this or go nude, and I really don't want to see Zelda in my birthday suit.'

Link sighed looking to the ground devoid of any life. What was the point? The demons would just drag him back and all he could do was act innocent and play along until he thought of another plan. It seemed like that was all he ever did.

Oh please don't master! He would cry to avoid a beating. But he'd do it with tears streaming and a childish look to his face. B-but Master I had no control of my body. It just went. It seemed like it was controlling itself. He would whimper just to squirm out of their grips. Yes Master. I will do anything you wish. I will give you everything. He would bow to show "loyalty" to his masters. They sometimes thought they beat the courage out of him but it was just an act.

All of it was an act of survival. He pretended to be weak. He pretended to be scared. Every time he bowed, he glared to the floor. He hated this.

The only thing that wasn't an act was the tears of humiliation and pain that streamed down his face every night. The nights he was taken, those were the ones where nothing was held back. In his first week, he clawed, kicked punched, bit, and screamed until his throat was sore (or until he was gagged). On his second week, he did the same. About three months later he submitted to it.

But he submitted because he didn't like being hurt at every turn, and he didn't like the darkness and loneliness. He never really liked the darkness. To be honest, sometimes it scared him.

At least, that's what he told himself.

Link stopped and thought for a minute. How would the demons react when they found out he left? The teen felt his heart rate quicken and his breath came in short shallow gasps. The blade fell from his hand as he was lost in the dizzying thoughts, the edges of his vision went white and he backed a few steps, he wanted to scream as loud as he could yet it felt like his voice wasn't there. He was panicking, but why? He could fight, he could work his way back to the top... right?

He knew the answer to that.

Link's back hit a tree and he fell to the ground. He brought his knees to his chest and he ducked his head inside his knees wrapping his arms around himself and crying. He hated his life.

"Poor Skychild." Ghirahim chuckled from no where.

"I knew you were following me." Link growled out to the air.

"You ran." Ghirahim shrugged now reappearing in front of the teen. "But of course, my duty is to bring you back and punish you."

Ghirahim grabbed the boy by his hair and forced him up. Dark brown eyes glared into crystal blue ones. "I am not happy with you Skychild. Not at all. I am under strict orders to bring you to the castle, but you have no idea how badly I want to make you bleed, make you scream." The demon hissed into that terrified face. "We trusted you. Gave you your own room. Gave you freedom. Yet here we are, back to square one."

In the blink of an eye, they were back in the castle. Ghirahim now proceeded to drag Link down the hall to the demon's room. He shoved him in harshly and stormed in, closing the door behind him.


How humiliating. Link looked up with sad eyes to the dinning room table where his masters sat, casually talking about his punishment while feasting on the mouth-watering foods. Even if he could reach his head up to the table, he couldn't eat because of the gag around his mouth.

"You may administer the punishment but you may not leave no scars or cuts or bruises on his body. Understood?" Demise commanded.

"But I-"

"I don't want to hear it Ghirahim. I am giving you orders and you will obey them. Get creative. That's all I will say."

"Yes master." Ghirahim's eyes flickered to Link for a second before he looked back to Demise. "What about starvation? And dehydration?" The boy's heart sank at those words. He hated the throb of his throat when they didn't give him water, but most of all, he hated the pangs of hunger that flashed through his body.

"That is fine, but I expect him alive."

"Yes master." Ghirahim had a faint smile tugging the edges of those snow white lips. Link squirmed uncomfortably in the chains. He hated being bound like this.

It meant he couldn't defend himself, he was vulnerable. But he also hated how they talked about him like he wasn't there.
Though why should he complain? His actions have consequences. He had no right to complain. He knew this was coming if he got caught and-

What was he thinking? There had to be a way out. There always was a way out. He failed his ancestors. They succeeded and he failed. He had a destiny to do something great, he could've changed the world, but he didn't.

He felt ashamed of himself. How could he let this happen? Why didn't he take five minutes to heal himself? Why did he go charging into battle?

He chocked and looked up as Ghirahim jerked the chain around his neck also known as a leash. He was able to stand and he had to follow Ghirahim wherever the demon was taking him.

Link stared to the deep red carpet as they walked, his ears pointed down slightly and his spine was slumped along with his shoulders. He was glad he was able to keep his shorts. He liked having clothing. It was little protection, but better than nothing. At least bokoblins weren't staring at him as if he were a piece of meat.

Ghirahim was awfully silent and that scared Link. Usually the demon was talking about anything and everything. Link already knew where he would be put for the night: the dungeons.

And just like before, he was harshly thrown to the ground into the rat piss and mud. The teen whimpered and laid there, he had nothing else better to do.

He was unsure how long he laid there, but a faint glow came from the staircase causing him to curl into a ball and whimper again.

In mere minutes, Demise stood before him with evil eyes. Link shivered and looked up to his master miserably.

"I told Ghirahim he couldn't touch you, but that is only because I wanted you untouched for me." The king looked around the dungeons. "Not the cleanest place but it will do."

The hero felt like crying. He knew it was going to happen. Demise knew it was going to happen. And they both knew just how much it would hurt.

The king wasted no time removing his robes. He dropped to his knees and literally dragged Link over by his hips, those sharp claws digging into him.

Link trembled with fear to find that his master was already hard. The hero flinched as his shorts were removed by huge, strong hands.

He didn't bother kicking or crying. He already knew he couldn't prevent this. Unlike Ghirahim, Demise had absolute patience.

Those huge fingers caressed his hips and thighs sending small but noticeable sparks to his limp member. Unexpectedly, the demon's head went down and his large soft tongue slid across his balls making the teen gasp and grunt. He moaned and moaned as that tongue did it's magic and began to lick across the tip of his sensitive and now hard member.

He felt his body heat rising along with the sensations in his groin. His climax was coming on fast. Demise reached a hand up playing with the hero's nipples before pinching harshly making Link moan and groan louder.

It was becoming unbearable, all the sensations and feelings. He was about to reach his climax, he breathed heavily and thrusted up into that big warm mouth. The king them moaned deeply in his throat intensifying the sensations.

Just a little more... a little more until he... he-

Link cried out harshly as the base of his manhood was squeezed in a deadly grip. He looked up to his master with half-lidded eyes now filling with tears.

"Not just yet little hero. You can come when I give you permission." Demise kept his grip on Link's hard member as he pumped himself a little with his other hand.

Link waited in fear and dread as he felt Demise line up with his unprepared entrance. The king seemed to hesitate a quick second before burying himself deep in the hero.

The child's eyes widened and he threw his head back as he arched his back and screamed at the top of his lungs, tears already forming in his eyes.

He screamed until no air was left in his lungs and he took small short gasps all followed by deafening screams. Tears streamed from the bright blue eyes as he was split harshly, his small entrance ripping and flowing with blood. Demise gave him little time to adjust before he pulled half-way out before shoving himself back in again making the teen's screams amplify a level or two.

Instinct took over and Link began to struggle and fight his master. He kicked at the king and he struggled to push himself away. Demise growled in annoyance and thrusted into the boy harshly once more forcing another scream from the boy's lungs.

Link just laid there and screamed and cried as he was thrusted into again and again, Demise never once hitting his pleasure spot. His poor cock was starting to throb and change color as he wasn't able to come yet.

After what seemed like eternity, Demise came filling the child with his seeds. Demise then released Link's member and pumped him a couple times allowing him to come.

The demon king stood, cleaned himself off a little then put his robes back on. He also took the time to pull Link's shorts back up but Link didn't care at this point. It hurt too much to think. He could feel the come and blood spill out of him like a never-ending river.

The hero just cried himself to sleep. His dreams taking him nowhere else then back in his mother's arms where he was finally safe.

He was happy in his dream. He told his mother everything that happened and she just smiled and wiped the tears from his eyes and shushed him while she sang a lullaby. In the back of his mind, he knew this was a dream, and just that thought alone sent warm tears down his cheeks.

Extra-long chapter and I even tried to throw in a sad scene at the end.

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