Warning: Has mature content in it. You have been warned.
Within a couple of hours, Brooklyn woke up from the drugs and he found himself in unfamiliar surroundings. "Where am I?" he asked, looking around.
He felt dizzy and tried to put a hand to his head but couldn't. He looked at his arm and saw a metal cuff on his right wrist. The same went for his left as well. His wings were smushed beneath his back. Brooklyn tried hard to pull at the cuffs to get his arms loose, but they wouldn't budge. He also tried his legs, and they were the same results. His tail was tied up too.
Brooklyn tried to use all the strength he could muster to try to get loose from the metal cuffs on his limbs. He pulled hard in every direction, but it did nothing to release the grasp. Pulling hard on the cuffs only resulted in him being exhausted and cutting into his skin.
Brooklyn tried to remember what happened to him. He remembered leaving the castle and then running into… Demona! That thought immediately got him struggling again. He didn't know where he was or why he was brought here, but he knew it wouldn't be for anything good. He had to get away! Who knows what Demona would do to him? He hoped his clan would find him before sunrise.
There was a camera in the ceiling, and it was seeing firsthand that Brooklyn was now awake. Demona and Anton were seeing that their prize was awake and struggling to get away. But the wall was so thick that he wouldn't be able to get out with just trying to stick his talons in the wall.
"I can't wait for tomorrow night." Demona smiled evilly. "Tomorrow Brooklyn, you and I are going to have some much-needed fun."
Brooklyn tried his hardest to get loose from the cuffs, but they wouldn't budge. It left him exhausted. But it didn't stop him from trying.
Eventually, he had to stop struggling. All he could do was look around and listen to his own breathing. He also yelled out angrily, "If you don't let me go, Demona, you will be pay for THIS!"
From her spot, Demona liked seeing this one feisty. He would bring on strong offspring. "I look forward to having fun with you tomorrow night, my young love." Demona grinned. She couldn't wait to take advantage of him.
Demona knew that the young male was a virgin and planned to take his virginity. She really wanted to take what dignity he still had and throw it back in his face in all this. He was going to stay tied down until she was done with him. He had no choice but to do what she wanted him to.
He later had to turn to stone lying like this. He preferred standing to being on his back at sunrise.
….
The clan was soon all done for the night with their patrols and dates. But soon enough, towards sunrise, it was apparent that Brooklyn was missing.
"Has anyone seen Brooklyn?" Goliath asked.
"No, not since before our date." Broadway replied.
"I've tried his room and there's nothing." Lex said.
"Hudson?"
"Nothin, lad." Hudson replied.
They soon had to reluctantly bug Xanatos and David had Owen zoom through the security videos. On one of them, Brooklyn was on one of them. The clan saw that Brooklyn had taken off from the castle unexpectedly.
"He must have been bored again." Lex admitted.
"There are things around here he can do if he's bored. I've told him to not venture out on his own in these tough times until things manage to calm down." Goliath growled to himself.
"Calm down, Goliath, we'll find him." Angela assured her father. "There might have been something he saw and had to stay out to stop it."
"We will wait for a certain time tomorrow night but if he doesn't make it, then we will go look for the lad." Hudson recommended as it was nearing sunrise.
"Very well, Hudson." Goliath replied. He obeyed Hudson quite a bit.
…
During the day, after Demona had transformed into Dominique for the day, she made another visit to Brooklyn in her dungeon. She rubbed her hand along his face and down his body.
"Enjoy your rest for now, Brooklyn. You will need your energy for tonight." Demona stated. Then it was time for her to go start her day for her human job standards.
She was anxious all day about what she was planning for tonight. She had super big plans for her captive.
…
When the sun set in the evening, the clan awoke at Castle Wyvern. There were roars that greeted the night like it did every night ever since the gargoyles had come back to live at their castle home.
The clan gathered on the battlements and chose to wait out there for their missing friend. They waited for an hour outside, even if it meant getting bored. Usually when one of their own was out there and got caught away from home, it usually wouldn't take long for them to come home. But Brooklyn never came home.
That was when it got Goliath worried for his Second in Command. He knew the red male could usually take care of himself, but there were rare times when he couldn't. He wasn't the biggest or strongest in the clan, but he sure was one of the smartest. Not as smart as Lexington but knew how to come up with good strategies.
"It's been long enough, everyone. We are to go look for Brooklyn right now." Goliath ordered.
They all nodded and agreed. Right now, even food was put on pause. Goliath assigned them all to go in pairs and search different areas of Manhattan.
…
At Nightstone, Brooklyn roared out of his stone sleep. He found that being cuffed down on a bed wasn't his idea of a good way to wake up. He had hoped it was just a dream, but it wasn't.
His wrists were now healed after being cut into last night, but he ended up resuming his struggling. He had no idea what was going to happen to him this night.
In the lab, Dominique was now Demona again, and now, Anton was giving Demona the estrogen that would drive up her pheromones and hormone levels. Hopefully, it would make her ovulate.
"Now that I have this in my system, it is wise to stay away from me." Demona warned Sevarius. "I will make that male take me whether he wants to or not."
"Good. Can't wait to see it happen." Anton replied in a grin.
Demona now went into the dungeon to get started on her plan.
From the bed, Brooklyn could hear footsteps coming. He would like to get what was on his mind off his chest, especially if it was Demona who had him.
The person coming in stepped around the corner. Brooklyn was nervous but it turned into his oldest rival. There was so much he wanted to dish out on her, but it looked like she could do the same thing to him. There was a hole in the wall that enabled talking to happen and hear what was going on outside the cell, at least when there would be a bigger number of people around.
"Demona! Let me go!" Brooklyn demanded furiously. His eyes glowed in anger at his predicament.
"I don't think so, Brooklyn. There is only one thing you can give me right now." Demona retorted as she unlocked the cell door and came inside.
This was where Brooklyn got really nervous. A chill went down his spine. His breathing began to quicken too. "What do you want? I have nothing to give you!" He snapped.
"Oh, but you do, young one." Demona said, then her gaze softened almost to a motherly look. "You have such a handsome and good-looking body."
That surprised Brooklyn. This was the first time a female had complimented his body, but because it was her, he knew something bad was likely to happen. "Let me go!" He shouted out. He struggled some more.
"We are going to have so much fun together, Brooklyn." Demona said in a romantic voice. She began to approach him.
His eyes widened. When she got to the side of the bed, Brooklyn could feel his heart racing in his chest. Then the gargess reached out a hand to touch him that instantly made his stomach clench. Her hand touched his belly. "What are you doing?!" Brook demanded. It made him freeze up.
"To begin our fun." Demona replied. Then she moved her hand along his belly, rubbing gently first, then going lower. Her hand then went for the belt buckle.
"NO! Get off of me!" Brooklyn yelled and he jerked his waist to push her hand off of him.
She pulled back for a moment. "Oh, but that won't do, Brooklyn. I must get what I want." Demona proclaimed. Then she came back for more. This time a little more fiercely. Both her hands struck, and she pounced her hands onto his lower belly, making him startle.
Demona began to fast undo the belt on Brooklyn's waist. Brook tried to struggle to stop her, but she got the buckle undone and then she began pulling his loincloth down his legs just a bit. It soon revealed his private area. The female admired those. The loincloth couldn't be taken off without his legs being loose. It just sat there on his thighs for the moment.
"Demona, don't do THIS!" Brooklyn exclaimed; his eyes were wide with fear.
The gargess liked hearing his pleading words and voice. "I bet you've desired to have me to yourself before, haven't you, my dear Brooklyn?" She teased him.
"No."
"Back before our clan was murdered." Demona said.
"Maybe back then, yes. But not with the monster you are now." Brooklyn replied.
That got Demona angered, and she began to touch his parts, getting a good gasp out of him. His breathing seemed like it froze or came in short pants. She held his penis in a somewhat tight manner and rubbed up and down on it a little roughly with one hand and rubbing his testes with the other.
"You better watch what you say, Brooklyn. There can be rather nasty consequences for you." Demona warned him.
Brook's breath hitched in his chest. It quickened as did his heart. As he was feeling her touching him there, his nose also caught an unfamiliar scent all of a sudden. It was nothing like he had smelled before.
He opened his eyes to look at her. The scent had a good smell to it, that was… arousing. The more that this female was rubbing on his parts, and smelling that scent, it was as much as he didn't want it, turning him on.
"You want me, don't you, Brooklyn?" Demona asked in a romantic voice. "You smell my scent."
"No." He lied. He closed his eyes to not want to look at her, but her touches were really turning him on. His body began to respond. His penis began to get erect. He tried pulling his legs free, but he couldn't even hardly bend his knees.
"I see it in how your body is responding to my touches, Brooklyn, so don't lie to me." Demona stated. "Now it's my turn."
She let go of him that caused him to let a deep breath go in relief. He opened his eyes, and she was still there. She began to undo her halter top. Brook's eyes widened in shock.
Demona rubbed her breasts in front of him. She moaned and rubbed down to her stomach. She then reached down to her own belt and undid the buckle, making her loincloth fall to the ground.
Brooklyn could now see her naked in front of him. He didn't want this but then, his body did with taking in the sight of the female before him. He gulped. His breathing quickened again.
"Demona, please don't." Brooklyn pleaded.
"I have needs too, Brooklyn, and you are perfect for this. I bet you've desired me for a long time. Now I'm yours." Demona said in a loving like voice.
Brooklyn would have preferred Angela over what her mother had become. But he would never have Angela.
Demona then climbed onto the bed, and she began to stroke Brooklyn's penis again and it got the young male to gasp again. She began rubbing on him some more and she eventually put her mouth on him while still rubbing.
Feeling her warm, hot mouth on his penis was too overwhelming. He gasped and there was an urge building and he had to do it. He began to thrust his hips to give into the urge. She started to stroke faster, moaning on him. His breathing was now fast panting as he had to do this.
Eventually, Demona let her mouth off of him. "That's it, my dear Brooklyn. Come for me."
She kept stroking and he soon let out a loud roar as he finally let himself release his seed. It got splattering on his belly and the bed, and on Demona. She put her mouth back over the head to swallow some of it. It kept him thrusting for several moments as he let himself go. His eyes were glowing bright white from the adrenaline it took to give it everything he had.
When he calmed down after that, he panted hard. Demona then took her mouth off his penis, but still kept a hold of it. "See? That wasn't so hard, was it?" She questioned.
Brooklyn was still aroused with her scent in the air, but his mind was somewhere else. He felt so violated. He knew she was evil, but for her to do this to him was a very ultimate low on her part. His eyes were still glowing but dimmer.
"You have… what you… wanted… please… stop…" He pleaded.
"Oh no, no. I don't have everything just yet. We have a whole other act to do, my dear." Demona declared.
"No. No, please." Brooklyn pleaded.
Demona began to stroke him faster again and it made him jump. It got him breathing harder again. She was getting him back in the mood again. It sure didn't take him long to get aroused again. She rubbed on her breasts for him to see and rubbed them on his member and on his belly and chest too.
"I bet you want to touch and squeeze these, don't you?" She teased him as she held one.
His eyes were fixed on it. He couldn't help it. His ears were flattened. Then she brought it close to his beak. "Suck it!" She ordered.
Brooklyn reluctantly took the nipple into his mouth, and he sucked on it. It made the nipple enlarge and it made Demona gasp and snarl in pleasure. She also reached down and rubbed on his chest. It made Brook flinch, but he kept sucking.
Eventually, she took the nipple out of his mouth, and he opened his eyes, then she let him suck on the other one. "Don't even think of biting me, or you'll be sorry." Demona snarled at him.
Brooklyn sucked and licked at her breast. He had never done such a thing. Demona was officially in heat at the moment even though it wasn't a breeding year. Her scent was making him want to do this too, not just her telling him to.
After that, Demona felt her needs were satisfied from his mouth and pulled away. She moved away from his head and grabbed up his member again, making him gasp. He was really swollen at this point. Demona felt herself lubricated as well. She reached down and touched herself. She pulled out some 'juice' out of herself. She smiled evilly.
Demona then moved over to the red male, and she climbed over his hips. Brook's eyes widened. She was going to do it; she was going to take him now!
She lowered herself down and held his penis upright and she slid down onto it. She gasped a little at the pain at first because she hadn't mated in a long time, but her entrance adapted and stretched to accommodate him.
Brooklyn felt the hot heat of her vagina cover his penis entirely as she sat down on top of him all the way to his testes. He felt the liquid inside her too. Sure, he had masturbated many a time before, but this was a new feeling entirely. She had just claimed his virginity.
"Ah! This feels so good in so long," Demona confessed.
She began to move herself up to the head and down again. She did it a few times to appease herself. But for Brooklyn, the feeling got to be another urge. The tightness and heat of her was too much. Even though he couldn't touch her with his hands, it soon had him responding in kind. He thrusted his hips again to meet hers.
Both of their eyes glowed with adrenaline. Demona faced him so her breasts would bounce and keep him going. She rubbed them too. "Keep going, my dear." She ordered him. He started to move faster.
They were moving as one unit with the thrusting. But he had to go faster. It got her snarling in pleasure. Soon, Brooklyn let go of more of his seed and roared his pleasure again. He thrusted until he couldn't. His seed coated her insides. Some even leaked out.
Demona had orgasmed as well, but she moved on him a few more times, just wanting to feel him inside her. She panted and started to come down from her high.
"You did well for your first time, my love." Demona smiled at him.
"I'm… not… your love…" He panted.
"I just claimed your virginity, Brooklyn. We will have another go around later tonight. So, you better be ready." Demona ordered. "I have my needs tonight."
Demona then climbed off of his penis. It felt weird being out in the cold air again. He was left with his penis erect for the moment, but it began to go flaccid again shortly after.
Demona picked up her garments and left the cell, locking it behind her.
"Wait! You can't leave me like this!" Brooklyn called out desperately. She looked back.
"I think I like you like that, Brooklyn. I think I will." Demona smirked and left the room.
After she was gone, Brooklyn was left in shame. He had just lost his innocence and his dignity. She had forced him into mating with her. She had seduced him, and she had taken his virginity. He felt so violated, more than before.
He hadn't known what value he had, but there was that one part of himself. That part should've only been known to a female that truly loved him. Demona didn't love him. She was just using him. Aside from what she had done to him when she had tried to kill him many times past, this was the ultimate way of hurting him, or anyone for that matter.
After the adrenaline was gone and his eyes returned to normal, with his ears flattened, a big frown on his beak, he felt tears come to his eyes and they started falling. There was nothing that would stop them.
On camera, Sevarius saw the whole thing. He was pleased with the male's performance. He had liked seeing the mating act. The male had done his part well. Then there was this sadness act to deal with.
…..
Demona retreated to her room, completely naked. She laid on her bed and put her fingers inside her to feel the seed inside her. She pulled out and saw the white liquid. Then she pushed it back inside her. She wanted enough sperm to reach her reproductive tract. She wanted sperm there to greet her egg. If the hormones did their part well, she would be impregnated this night. But she wanted another round out of Brooklyn to make sure enough seed was inside her. She would give him a break for now.
She went on keeping herself aroused in her room. She felt proud of herself for getting what she wanted. But she also wanted to think that she would keep Brooklyn for herself too. His clan didn't need him, in her opinion.
Later, after midnight, Demona felt the urge to mate again. It was quite strong. Ovulation must have been nearing. It had just been taking a while for the egg to say it was time for release. Now was the time as she headed back to the dungeon.
….
Brooklyn had cried a good deal for a while until he had worn himself out. He had fallen asleep from being tired out from his 'workout' with Demona. Mating was something new to him. And who knows how often she would make him do this?
Demona soon came back down, and she saw her new mate was asleep. She smiled. She was going to enjoy this. She unlocked the door to the cell and closed the door.
"Time to wake up, my love." Demona said. She began to rub on his body again. She loved the feel of his warm body. She paused on his belly for a moment, seeing if it would get him up, but then she pressed on it.
In his sleep, Brooklyn felt some discomfort on him, and the move woke him up. He gasped upon waking up. She was in his line of vision again.
"AHH!" He screamed in disgust.
"I told you we had another appointment tonight, Brooklyn. Time for more fun." Demona declared.
"NO! I won't do it!" Brooklyn squirmed desperately.
"I see you are still exposed, however. It's mine." Demona said, grabbing up his penis in her hands, making him gasp and hold still. "I don't care this time. I just want to have my fun."
Then she took it and held it till it was erect, making Brooklyn hold still, though his instincts were to thrust when he got aroused. Demona knew that and was soon over him again, inserting his member into her vagina again.
Brooklyn gasped at the feeling, and he couldn't help himself that he was forced to thrust again. His hips were already a tad sore from before.
Demona made Brooklyn fully mate with her two more times that night. He was completely exhausted by the time they were done the second time.
Brooklyn was just plain humiliated by now. Demona couldn't have been happier to hurt his feelings like this. "You are mine now, Brooklyn. You will have fun with me whenever I ask. And you will never see your precious clan again!" Demona snarled at him.
Brooklyn's eyes lit up in sadness and fear. He didn't want to stay here. "Let me go, Demona."
"No way. You were wonderful with me. I know that Goliath was good once before, but you are an even better lover than he ever was." Demona declared.
"Stop… saying that! I'm not your lover!" Brooklyn snarled.
"Oh, but you are now. You will do as you are told, Brooklyn, or there could be other punishments for you." Demona warned him. "I could also kill you."
"NO!" Brooklyn yelled in dismay and had no choice but to accept his fate, at least for the moment.
"You did well tonight, Brooklyn. There will still be plenty of those times ahead of us to make love." Demona said as she pulled Brook's loincloth back up and snapped the buckle. Then she left the room.
Demona was sure her reproductive tract was flowing with the red gargoyle's seed. It wouldn't be long now for fertilization. Now all that could be done was wait for sure.
Brooklyn was left crying again until sunrise.
…
Demona went to her room to spend the rest of the night. She got her garments on her, and she was letting nature do the rest for the moment. Her body felt a little sore and there was a cramp inside her. She hoped it was her artificial ovulation.
If she was going to keep Brooklyn around, she had to find things for him to do if she wasn't going to let him go. He would need to be fed and given drinks. Even give him books or a tv to watch. Letting him out to go gliding was another story. She couldn't let his clan find him here.
Right now, this ovulation and fertilization was an experiment to see if pregnancy resulted from a helpful hand. Demona so desperately wanted a child to develop from this mating. Anton stayed away from her for now so her estrus would be gone by tomorrow night. Gargoyles were very snappish while they were in their breeding mode.
Demona wasn't going to keep Brooklyn chained down to the bed all the time, just for mating and exams as needed. But she had to have a way of controlling his movements while he was here. Then she thought of something: a control collar! Having an e-collar on his neck could do it.
She would get one on him tomorrow night while he was still tied down. She also planned to have the collar correspond to a line that he couldn't pass without her or Anton telling him he could cross it. And if he did, he would get his beautiful throat shocked.
….
The clan was extremely worried for their Second in Command. They had searched all night and found no sign of Brooklyn anywhere in the city. His brothers had even known to check his favorite hangout spots and he wasn't there either.
Wherever he was, they seriously hoped he would be able to free himself, but they weren't going to give up on him either.
