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Grain of Sand (Garran)


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Grunting hard, he let out a pained gasp as he was thrust back against into the wall. UGH! This woman, her strength is incredible! How is she even able to do something with such a figure? She had then forced herself upon him, his tongue immediately being wrapped around and entwined with hers. A pleasured groan escaped from his lips, whether he had willed it or not as his eyes rolled back in his head. Upon parting he gasped for breath, since he had been taken by total surprise he hadn't been able to inhale before her aggressive assault. Garran attempted to stand as soon as she removed herself from him, but the bar surprisingly held him in place still which totally caught him off guard. It flew back into her hands, and he collapsed and fell to his knees, kneeling like a worshiper of a god. It was unintentional though, as he was out of breath and coughing violently as his airway was finally unrestrained by the staff and relieved of pressure......

As he followed, her words continued to flow and shift through his head. I'll learn obedience and loyalty? She truly does intend to break me. I don't... I don't think I can get out of this. She's too strong. If she is able to control an army as she said, then what kind of power would I possibly have to resist her? Maybe it would be just to give in after all. Despite all her promises of power, it really didn't cheer him up all that much. He had planned on growing up and learning stuff, finishing college and completing his finals. Possibly becoming a doctor and saving lives, or a programmer and coming up with the next revolutionary design in security systems. Instead he had been snatched and thrown into a sand pit he'd be unable to get out of, quicksand that would only continue to consume him as long as he struggled. He could almost feel the nonexistent shackles tight around his neck as he was pulled along behind her, or perhaps it was his mind finally submitting to the truth.....

Upon arriving at the destination, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the mummy girls that would be forced to hold the weight of the Pharaoh. She sure as hell wasn't fat, but the throne sure looked heavy, and there was a second chair as well. He also noticed the cat girl he had previously encountered in the pyramid, somewhat shocked to find her here. She giggled and pushed him from behind, urging him to take his seat upon what he was guessing was his chair. But then the pharaoh offered him 'another' seat. He couldn't help but blush at her suggestion, as it was very appealing. I suppose the earlier I submit the quicker things will become better for me. If she willed it, then it should be okay for him to do so right? He slowly approached, making sure she wasn't just trying to tease him or trick him as he took a seat in her lap. Looking beside him, he could see the temptresses smile that chilled him to the bone.
 
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The pharaoh, the sphinx, and perhaps even the mummies each looked at Garran with interested eyes, lecherous and perverted gazes fixing upon him, as the true nature of each of the females around him revealed themselves to be predatory, and dominant. Gender roles reversed, it was as if the pharaoh was the evil king of the desert sands, and Garran was in the typical role of the captured princess.

Taking a seat in the pharaoh's lap, Garran could feel her breath against his neck as she softly laughed, the dark, evil tone of her amusement further supporting her dominant position. Her arms were quickly wrapping around his body from under his arms, and from under the fabric of the only thing covering her chest, Garran could feel her pointed nipples poking against his back.

"Unyaa~" the sphinx meowed from her position next to them. Lifted by the mummies, she continued when they began their steady journey. "He looks so delicious," she announced. Her lust seemed just as insatiable as every other creature around him, and after already having had rather intense sex with him, the sphinx looked hungry for more.

One of her claws poked out of her paw, before she gently began to make a tear along his thigh, cutting through the fabric of his pants. "These things are ugly though," she says up to her pharaoh.

"Agreed," the tan skinned goddess announced behind Garran. "It wouldn't do to present him in such strange, and unappealing clothes. You must reveal more of your body, husband, especially your chest and butt," she said with a giggle.

Her paw passing over him, Garran felt a strange sensation coming from the pharaoh, that he subconsciously remembered having felt before. He'd feel a sudden breeze as his clothes suddenly began to come apart, the threads rapidly weaving themselves apart, until he was shamelessly naked in the lap of the pharaoh. Suddenly coming back, the thin threads that were his clothing came back, and rewove themselves into an entirely different set of clothing. Their color became a bleached white, and loosely wove from his waist down, forming a firm, but snug beltline, and then forming into a loose, breezy, Arabian styled pair of pants. They were baggy, and very roomy, so that the white fabric will both lesson the impact of the sun, and provide lots of room for a breeze to cool his loins.

The only difference in design, was the embarrassing, button-less pocket in the front, made in such a way, that concentration would be required to not allow his manhood to slip out into the open. There was no hope if he had an erection, however. If such were the case, he would be indecent no matter what. And based on the grins of the two women watching him, this was intended. Not to mention, in the shadow, Garran would notice that the pants were see-through to some extent. Also intended, and seemingly satisfactory to their desires to see his rear end, not to mention the unsaid desire to see his shameless loins.

Finally, the white threads began kneading together, forming a very thin, small vest, which didn't cover much except his upper back, and his arms via long sleeves. His lower back, the middle of his chest, and his abdomen were bare. Finished, the vest revealed it's purpose, when Garran saw a symbol drawn on the left breast of the vest, to reveal the symbol of Anubis.

It was to mark who he belonged to.

"Nyeh, heh, heh~" the sphinx chuckled, "Now he looks like a real whore, showing off so much of his stuff." She looked up at her Pharaoh, who seemed pleased with Garran's new, Arabian look. "Great Pharaoh, please allow me to violate him."

The Pharaoh hugged Garran tighter against herself, just as he'd notice she was getting off on rubbing her nipples on him. "Rape this body to your heart's content. He is our slave to be used. Treat him as you would any other toy," she told the sphinx mercilessly, as if her true lust came from her mad power over Garran's body. Lending him to be raped by her loyal servants, using his genitals as a means to reward loyalty, she seemed turned on just from giving the order to rape him, even panting her hot breath along the back of his neck, rubbing her breasts along his back as the sphinx happily stood, and took a seat on top of his crotch, spreading her legs far to either side of the throne to best allow insertion in any way she wished.

Her brown cheeks turning dark in a blush, the sphinx leaned forward, her tongue sticking out of her mouth, before she stole a lewd, and perverted kiss from him, mewling like a feline as she pressed herself to him, and rubbed her hips over his manhood in an effort to make him ready for her, to ride his length until she was satisfied.
 
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This felt so damn awkward. He wasn't used to being ordered around at all. As a child, he was obedient, but in return he was almost able to do anything he pleased. Maybe he just got lucky with nice parents. Never was he required to be home a certain time when he went out, never did he have to let them know where he was going, he was able to do as he pleased. They trusted him, and since he never betrayed their trust and followed the rules they had set, he was able to do whatever he wanted.
But now, everything just seemed to turn backwards. It was so uncomfortable, being practically forced to sit on this womans lap. She did say "Or would you like to sit" but he was pretty sure that was an order, for if he disagreed it would probably just made her more angry. And the eyes, how they all stared at him. He had always wanted to be good with woman and able to grab their attention easier, but he felt like a fly in a spider web, but there were too many spiders and they would only rip apart the fly in a matter seconds.

Taking a seat on her lap, he manage to stay quiet instead of protesting, but almost jumped at the sensation of her hard nipples pressed up into his back. The way she was breathing on him also was arousing, and she was panting.
She's panting like a dog in heat... and yet she's the one owning a human. He couldn't help but think of a dog being owned by a more superior dog, as this gave him the mental scenario of a strong Doberman, and a weak pug puppy sitting in the same room. Of course, he was the Pug. Significantly weaker, and smaller, the Doberman would make sure the little one knew it's place. As his odd thoughts vanished, he gave a heavy sigh.
This can't get any worse, can it?

The desert heat was already getting to him, sweating a bit from his brow. Either that or he was horribly nervous, which was also a likely case. Lost in his daydreams, the woman's voices seemed to blur into the background for a while, until he felt something with pants. Glancing downward, he saw them in the process of being unwoven. Letting out an embarrassed yelp he desperately tried to hold his pants down, which of course did nothing as the threads just unwoven through his fingers. Before he went into a panic at his sudden nakedness, he was relieved to see that fabric was reforming. If he didn't know any better, he'd compare the pants to those he remembered from the Aladdin Disney movie. Then, his shirt was next and replaced with the same Arabian feel to it. He still oddly felt a breeze... Taking a second look, he blushed with deep embarrassment at the realization that his member was fully erect, and his pants were without button to contain the front flap. In other words, unless he was flaccid, his cock would gladly reveal itself through the open slit. He quickly took his hands to his crotch and tried to hide his embarrassment. But the woman just continued to tease and mock him.

"Nyeh, heh, heh~" the sphinx chuckled, "Now he looks like a real whore, showing off so much of his stuff."

His eyebrow twitched in irritation from this statement of hers, letting out an angry growl through his teeth. "I'm not a whore!" Unfortunately, he knew he wasn't in the right place to speak his opinion of others. So instead of yelling back his retort, he could only think it to himself. If anything, all the woman here are whores!
Working up the nerve, he actually started to retaliate with words, but didn't even get a single word out before he felt the Pharaoh press her tight nipples to his back, and it didn't help that part of it was exposed, and the rest was covered by probably the thinnest material of clothing he'd ever felt. During his shock, he missed the sphinx's request, but heard the Pharaoh's response.
That just angered him even more, the way she just declared it to be fact or something. As the sphinx spread her legs, he couldn't help but become extremely aroused and turned on by her exposure, cock throbbing eagerly in the air against his will.
"Damnit! And I'm not a to- MPH!" She had kissed him, not giving him a chance to finish his words, and began to grind her slit up and down his shaft, the feeling sending an erotic shiver up his spine and to his brain. Garran almost felt like his head was breaking under the constant mental stress from the attention he was getting without any real time to relax his mind.These d-damn.. woman...
 
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"Unyaa~" the sphinx moaned as she massaged her moist loins with Garran's erect length, "He's already hard, just from this!" she announced loudly, "He's not a whore. He's a completely shameless slut! He'd probably get hard for any girl!" she laughed, looking down at Garran from where she sat in his lap, a wide, toothy grin on her face, giving great indication to the monster that she was.

Her tongue in Garran's mouth, the Pharaoh licked the inside of his mouth as if she found his taste delicious, even sucking at him, drinking his saliva, before suddenly pulling away with a loud gasp. "You are right, Roa," she addressed the sphinx, staring into Garran's eyes with her own with a lecherous gaze, "It took no effort at all to get him into my bed. He has no shame at all. I'm sure he would even get hard if we offered him to the entire Lascivious clan."

The Spinx laughed, pounding Garran's crotch with her body as she wrapped her arms around his head, pulling his freed head into her breasts, trapping his face in a marshmallow hell. "You'd like that, wouldn't you~" she asked him, before grinding herself down, twisting his cock around inside of her with a catlike moan. "You wouldn't be satisfied until the whole town had their way with you~"
 
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Getting hard, just from this?! What guy wouldn't? Any guy pinned between two beautiful woman would grow very aroused from this! They knew this! Yet they kept calling him names, demeaning him, continually reminding him of his lowest position as a sex slave! The words rang in his ears, and he struggled to come to terms.

Whore. Slut. You'd get hard for any girl. You wouldn't be satisfied until the whole town had it's way with you....

His mind was in a haze, and as the Pharaoh kissed him, he could feel her drain the saliva from his mouth, taking the moisture as if from an oasis in the desert. The feline just made things even more arousing, he could feel her slit engulf his cock as she began to ram him into herself. Her contractions and milking of his member becoming so great, but he had to make a stand! He wasn't...

"N-no...."At least he tried to say, that's all he managed to say. As the cat girl brought his face to her chest, he found himself sucking and tickling her nipples with his tongue, either against his own will or his will no longer existed. Calling him a slut... He tried to object, but only released a pleasured moan as her tightness squeezed and pulled at him. Every time he tried to speak up for himself, his voice was replaced with groans of desire, moans of lust and need, and he soon found himself thrusting back into her.
 
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Holding the back of Garran's head with her paw, Roa looked down at him as he enjoyed her pink nipple in his mouth, it's texture looking like a pink fruit amidst the light chocolate color of her skin, so appealing that putting his mouth on any part of her skin was almost irresistible. With a smile, the sphinx's expression was that of total dominance over the man she was claiming as her fuck toy.

"What's wrong? Nyeh-heh-heh~" the feline laughed at him, "You can't even think straight anymore, can you?" She held him close, pushing her breast against his face as he licked, and sucked on it. "Unyaa~" she mewls, "This guy is fantastic! He's so hard, I'm so close to cumming all over his dick..."

True to her words, Roa began humping faster, and harder, her round, toned ass literally meat, slapping against his crotch, raping his length with the non-stop, rough sensations of her soft, slick folds rubbing, and squeezing his cock. Her arms around his head, she clung to him roughly, and tightly, as her whole body froze with tension. She screamed in an orgasmic announcement of her climax, a slight sensation on his abused, throbbing cock made itself known, coming from the juices squirting from inside of her body, making a mess of his reformed pants, soaking his thighs in her cum.
 
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It was over, all his will was gone. All he wanted now was to enjoy her tight honey hole squeezing and milking him. He was thrusting into her thighs, eager to get off and cum inside her, it was bottled inside and he needed the cork to blow!
All he wanted was to make her scream, fully dedicated into pleasuring her in anyway. Sure enough, as they had accused them of, he had become a slut, their toy at this moment. While he might resist every time they advanced on him, he knew in the end he'd always give in to his urges. It felt too good, and they were so willing. Why would he need to deny them?
Because then, I'll forget who I am... For now he was a slut. But he couldn't let this get to him. While he may be willing to sex them up now, they would have to do much more than this to break him. It also wasn't his fault that beautiful woman wanted to fuck him. He shouldn't feel so bad, as long as he kept his moral standards, this should be ok. He wasn't raping, hurting, or abusing anybody. It was ok.

As she mewled at him, he sucked hard on her tit and pulled it roughly between his teeth, feeling her pussy contract and squeeze his cock tightly, drenching his thighs with her juices, and it was enough to put him over as well. Grabbing her ass, he tried to hold her down so he could release all his spunk inside her womb, gasping into her chest as he proceeded to cum.
 
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Rather than needing to hold onto her, the feline grounded herself onto him, mewling as she made quick, small humps, stimulating his length to intensify the orgasm. Licking her lips, she rose, with one hand covering her crotch, until she stood over Garran. Looking down at him with a grin, she uncovered her womanhood, taking her hand away, as all the cum he released inside of her dribbled out, leaking onto him.

"Take a look, as your true nature leaks out of me." Roa told Garran, as the fluids continued to leak from her body, a mix of her own, with the seed he had just released.

The pharaoh laughed, her hand smearing the white substance that landed on his body, "This is a good look for you. After all, you're nothing but a male. What more powerful instinct do you have than to breed?" she giggled, moaning a little as she continued to tease her own nipples on his back. "You believe you won't be broken, am I correct? You aren't saying you don't want this to happen, because everyone can see that you do."

Roa, standing over Garran, kneeled down slightly, putting her crotch to his face, the smell of his own seed, mixed with her own feminine scent, potent in his nose. Her rounded thighs, inviting crotch, and heart shaped rump blinding, and muffling Garran. "Clean me off, whore~" she chuckled, trapping his face with her powerful legs.

The pharaoh chuckled with enjoyment at the perverse, and degrading way the feline was treating him, as if it was all Garran deserved, and more.

"Or perhaps..." the pharaoh began, as Garran felt something soft grip around his length, as he'd realize that the pharaoh had transformed her 'paw' into something more suited to what she wanted to do, as soft, human fingers found his reddened, throbbing manhood.

"Or perhaps... You have a fetish for resisting? To be overpowered by beautiful women, and be taken advantage of, raped, and degraded as you maintain a facade of resistance." she giggled, gently rubbing his sensitive length, knowing it was more sensitive after being inside of a feline like Roa, who had a fetish for abusing those she took to bed. "To have me hold you like this, so you cannot fight back, and masturbate your cock. You can make up any excuse you want, Garren. You enjoy this. You aren't an innocent man. Your mind is lost. Perverted. You think the way you do, because it helps you satisfy your craving to be fucked."

She masturbates him faster, while Roa enjoys herself on his face, rubbing her genitals to satisfy her lust, no matter what Garran did to stop her. As far as she was concerned, his face was her seat. That was all he amounted to. The pharaoh's strokes along his cock reach orgasmic speeds, trying to make him cum again. "You truly are a disgusting human, Garran," she told him with an amused laugh. "But, I am here for you. If you are to be my husband, you must be more refined. And I shall help you be... The most loyal husband you can be. Most importantly, MY loyal husband."

She giggled, rubbing her thumb along the tip of his length, "Then, you'll get your reward, the satisfaction your lust so craves. You won't know a single night without a woman forcing you into her bed, and unleashing the fury of their passion upon you."

"And the best part is... You don't even have to ask~" she giggled, "I'll ensure, whether it's me or not, that you will know violation without end. You'll be the father of many children. And in the end... You'll have done more with your life, than you would have, had I let you die in this desert. Praise me, Garran, as your savior, and your god."
 
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The pharaoh could see right through him. She even pointed it out, he really did want this to happen. He'd always been into the type of woman who would take control of him, force him to do things tease relentlessly. He couldn't be broken if he already enjoyed it.

As Roa teased him, calling him a whore, he refused to clean her. He couldn't say anything as she was muffling his voice, but he shook his head. It would be fine to 'clean her' normally, but he wasn't into the tasting his own stuff.

Shivers ran down his spine, feeling the Pharaoh tease his cock with her hands, jacking him off and restraining him from resisting. Again, more mocking and degrading. While the Pharaoh was right about his fetish for resisting, it wasn't a 24/7 thing with him. Sure, other guys might like this, as they're single minded animals without any agenda or personality. She was partially right, but not all correct. He couldn't let her think that he was just some fuck hungry beast.

Garran finally raised his hands to the Roa's ass, but instead of pulling her away, he pushed her off of him, his face still dripping with her juices and some of his own. While the Pharaoh was still making it hard to speak while she continued to jack him off, he was able to talk. Taking his arm and wiping the fluids from his face, he said "Fine! You're right! I like being seduced, it's a fetish of mine! It's a secret fantasy of mine!"
Mustering the will power, he grasped the Pharaoh's hand to hold it still, as to stop her from masturbating him. His cock was pulsing and ready to unload at this point so if he was going to speak, he needed to stop her right now.
"And another thing! I may be a pervert, but I'm not disgusting! I'm not whore, and I'm not somebody you can just pawn off to random woman! I assure you from where I come from, I'm probably one of the better guys! Most men would eagerly fuck anything they see without question! While I may have an odd fetish, it's only on occasions. I enjoy sensual seduction, not being forced and raped! Telling me I'll enjoy being raped nightly is a big understatement! I don't fuck around with every woman I come across. Hell I've never fucked with any woman before I came here! Your mummies took my virginity! They exactly didn't seduce me either, rather they dog piled me and outnumbered me...."
Finally, he came to a pause in his long rant.
"But... you did save me. And you helped me. I would of died out there, and I can't thank you enough. So.. I'll try to be your husband. I know you expect me to follow every order, and can control me with your powers, but that's one thing males always are. A double edged sword, we are thick headed. No matter how many times you tell us something, we'll try to find a way to either disprove it or show that we are better then that. I'm not a fuck hungry pervert. Got it?"
 
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The pharaoh was silent for a time, letting Garran go on his rant, before grinning, and without warning, burst out into a hysteric laugh. "Ha, ha, ha, ha! It seems you enjoy being a bad boy, saying things you know will cause me to punish you horribly." She suddenly points to Roa, "Roa! Tie him up!" she commanded her.

And the angry sphinx was more than happy to oblige, suddenly reaching, and gripping Garran in a tight hold. She fought with either great strength, or great skill, as Garran would find her sudden assault too much to resist, should he have tried. In that slim body of her's, she was quite a technician when it came to hand-to-hand. And in a single moment, Garran was pulled, and nearly slammed face-down on the floor of the chariot the pharaoh was riding on. His hands were forced behind his back, and his ankles were tied together.

"Push me off before I could finish," Roa accused Garran angrily, her face red to show how displeased she was with his action, "You're going to pay for that, bitch!" she swore, reaching her hand around his waist, and seizing his genitals in her hands, squeezing them enough to make Garran feel threatened. "You think you have the right to do that?" she squeezed him a little harder, "You really piss me off. You should know your place, after how many times you were raped! Guys like you, who think they're entitled to their own opinion, really need a wake up call." she squeezed his balls to make her point.

"You can cause as much harm as you'd like, Roa," the pharaoh chuckled, "But please do not remove that. As long as he can get hard, you may do as you please," she told the sphinx, much to the cat's glee.

Taking Garran's arms, she looped an excess of the rope through a hole in the ornate designs above them, depicting a snake, causing Garran to be forced to remain in a standing position, with his arms above his head.

"You won't be moving again, stupid whore," Roa spat at Garran with a devilish grin. Standing at his side, she moved forward, pressing her body to his. One hand went to his chest, where he felt her fingers suddenly, and gently, pinch his nipple, to draw out the point. And once his nipple was erect, she pushed on it like a button, toying with it. Meanwhile, her other hand was smoothing along his back, until it reached his rump, taking a very suggestive position, as he felt a light touch to a place no normal man would want anything going inside of.

"As punishment, why don't I get you off while fingering your ass?" she chuckled, "Maybe you'll understand just how much of a bitch you are, once I take your anal virginity," she cooed, her breath washing over his ear as she whispered to him, before she made a quick lick at his neck.

"We're almost there, Roa. Don't take your time," the pharaoh reminded her, before Garran could feel the tan woman's gaze burning into his back, actually able to 'feel' her looking at him by some kind of unnatural means. The strange gaze alone caused him to become even more erect than he was. "My, my, Garran~" she giggled, "Look at how hard you're getting, after Roa put her finger there..."
 
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(Here we go! Break him! BWAHAHAHA! X3)

"Roa! Tie him up!" The Pharaoh shouted. He had expected a little anger, but not this much.

"What!? But I apologized! I-" Roa cut him off when she tackled him, the two squirming to gain control of the situation. Surprisingly, Roa was a very strong woman, and like a cat, graceful and majestic in her ways to finally bring him to submission. Finally secured, he struggled against the bindings.

"What the hell is wrong with you people? Your all crazy! Where the hell am I? This can't be Egypt, let alone Earth!"

Roa furiously took control of the situation, grabbing his balls harshly.
"You're going to pay for that, bitch!"

He only let out a grunt of pain, trying to at least seem he wasn't. But that was quickly foiled as she yelled at him again, squeezing even harder.

"AHHH! Ok! Ok! Please, that's too hard! No more!" For once, he held perfectly still, trying not to agitate her futher, less his gonads be gripped into putty.

Roa then quickly tied him up, making him put on display like meat that hung in slaughterhouse. She continued to tease him, poking and pulling on his nipples, her hands caressing his body which only made him aroused yet again, shivering under her touch. As she licked and slathered her tongue across his neck, he felt her hands grip his ass, then sliding a finger to his hole. This made him reflex as to thrust forward, to prevent being penetrated from behind.

"As punishment, why don't I get you off while fingering your ass? Maybe you'll understand just how much of a bitch you are, once I take your anal virginity," she cooed.

Her finger continued to probe and slowly enter him, Garran making a gasp and gritting his teeth from this unusual penetration. Despite his flexing, she only proceeded further into him, and he couldn't do anything to stop her. His cock eagerly displayed it's joy as he leaked pre, already having been treated so many times since he had arrived at the desert.

Ok.. ok.. it's just her finger. It could be worse right? He could feel himself growing erect, feeling the eyes of the Pharaoh lustingly watching his sexual torture. He couldn't take anymore, finally breaking and pleading for forgiveness.

"Ok!! You win! I'm sorry! I'm a whore! A dirty fucking whore! Please, no more! I'm a bitch! Put a fucking collar on me, just please stop! I can only cum so much! It hurts!"

His balls had taken a toll, from not only being squeezed harshly before, but from the constant rate of cumming. The Pharaoh must of been casting another one of her spells again, as he grew hot and hopelessly aroused. Throat dry, his tongue hung from his mouth, panting and trying to get fresh air down into his lungs. If somebody walked by just now, and took a look at Garran's condition, he would indeed look like a lusting panting man whore.
 
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Once he reached that final state, where Garran's words finally became aligned with his body, the pharaoh smiled with complete satisfaction, a light chuckle sounding from her throat. "This place is not called Egypt, Garran. Nor is it Earth. You are a pathetic stray from a far away land, which I happened to pick up, and give a home. You amount to nothing more than a pet. Your body is weak, your spirit is frail, and your will is beyond pathetic. You are under my complete control. You will live your life as I see fit. You will bark at my command, and you will lay on your back when I desire, with your cock erect."

Roa giggled, taking a suggestive stance behind him, as her breasts pressed against his upper back. Leaning over his shoulder, her face was red with excitement, her hands eagerly working his sensitive nipple, and ass. With a grin, she giggled, licking again, her tongue reaching for his mouth, but only licking the corner. "He's already getting loose. He's almost ready...!" she announced with intent. "Are you excited for it? You didn't think I was taking your anal virginity with my finger, did you? If you compare me to an ordinary, human woman... You'll be surprised." she warned him.

The pharaoh grinned wider, looking down at something around Garran's waist, but not 'his' waist. "A man who would let a woman do 'anything' to him, no matter what was asked, is a precious gem. Even men who sell their bodies, would envy your lack of morality. No matter the carnal desire... A true symbol for men under my kingdom to look upon, and see. For at the height of power, a class for them to dream of in their sleep... You, a pathetic whore who, after plenty of training, will religiously preach his love of being a woman's seat."

"Providing a goddess like me entertainment, is an honor other men would kill you for." she told him with a dead serious tone.

Lifting up her legs, she gripped at the completely black pair of panties on her, and casually slipped them off, giving him another glance at her perfect, pink genitals. The call to breed, and the call to obey, ringing loudly in his mind, a thought process that violently was forcing it's way into his mind, corrupting anything, and everything else. His thoughts of home, replaced with the small, pet's seat next to the Pharaoh's throne. His thoughts of family, replaced with Roa, and the mummies as they violate him. Hobbies, interests, and aspirations... All replaced by the thought of his head between a woman's legs as they stand over him, with his hands tied behind his back, moaning as they gripped his head, and forced him in closer, moaning as they forced him to provide them pleasure, with no promise of any in return.

Gripping her blade in her paw, the pharaoh made a swift slash, a motion that didn't even catch Garran's eye, before sheathing her blade the very next moment. His bonds holding him up cut, he fell forward, before he felt them taken again, only this time, instead of a statue, the pharaoh held the rope binding his hands like a leash. And didn't hesitate to yank him closer with this newfound control.

On his knees, his face at crotch-level with both women on either side of him, the dark skinned ruler spread her legs casually with a grin. "See it?" she asked him as she presented it in full view. "You want to put your face to it." she said matter-of-factly, "You want to grovel before me, and lick my cunt. Even tasting something so lewd in your mouth, is a blessing if it's from a superior species. And every species here in this world, is superior to humans."
 
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All he could do was take the verbal abuse as he hung there, looking up at the Pharaoh with almost an almost emotionless face. Her words seemed to push and squirm their way into his head, making everything she said slowly grip and control his mind with it's crushing power. The more she talked, the more it seemed to tighten around his mentality. It was like her very voice contained a spell within it, consuming his mind and replacing all the things he had previously stored in his memory and personality with only carnal pleasures and the desire to please. Garran was dimly aware of this happening, but was now finally able to admit that there was nothing he could do. His mind could only grasp at the strings of his fading memory.

(OOC: New color, Purple being the conflicting spell mind wash.)
My family... who? My family is here.. no, real family.. somewhere else.

Family doesn't exist here.. No family.

Who was I before? Garran.. that's the name she's given you. Was I Garran before? Who was Garran? I'm Garran. But what was Garran's choices? What did I want?

Serve. Please. A pet, animal to be used. You want this.

No, no! I'm somebody!

Your nobody. Your the Pharaoh's.

Please.. somebody help.

He sobbed as he felt his mind being washed to almost a clean slate.

Lustful whore. Nothing but a toy...

No! I'm..

Yes you are. From now on. Pet, toy, nothing but a plaything.

Garran's eyes glazed over with almost a blank stare, the spell having finished infiltrating his thoughts and mind. He could feel the binds on his hands finally being cut. As he fell to the floor, he let out a tired sigh of air, only to be immediately grasped again to be forced in front of the Pharaoh. She was now exposing her beautiful flesh to him, dripping with juices and filling his head with lewd and perverted thoughts.

"You want to put your face to it." she said matter-of-factly, "You want to grovel before me, and lick my cunt. Even tasting something so lewd in your mouth, is a blessing if it's from a superior species. And every species here in this world, is superior to humans."

His body flushed with intense arousal, his tongue salivating and hanging loosely from his mouth as he nodded and spake in a soft submissive voice.
"Yes... I want to fuck.. so much.. Please let me... I'm so thirsty.."
The only thing preventing him from leaping in and feasting on her pussy was her command. She didn't say he was allowed to. A slave doesn't do anything unless commanded. He wanted to be obedient. He'd show her he was perfect. He wanted her to be proud of her slave.

You belong to her now.
 
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The pharaoh nodded, leaning back in her seat, "Then quench your thirst with my juices. It's quite messy down there, so you'd do well to clean it," she told him, giggling. And to encourage him, the sphinx behind him gave him a complimentary smack on the rear.

Laughing, Roa gave Garran a slight push with her foot to encourage him closer to the pharaoh's crotch. "Go on, drink up!" she shouted to him, while reaching down, and getting a handful of his manhood, and stroking it relentlessly, chuckling as she made his balls bounce.
 
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Permission was the only freedom he needed from her.

Panting, almost in a wheezing voice since his mind had fought so hard against the spell, but failing, had taken a toll on his body as well.

Obey!
"Yes Mistress, as you please."

Eagerly he dove forward into her pussy, first licking around the lips and cleaning the smooth surface of her skin of her dripping fluids. As he lapped them up, he could feel the sweet tasting honey drugging his mind even more, moaning deeply as he felt Roa caress and teasing him from behind. It took all the remaining strength he had to keep himself from just becoming an animal. He wanted the Queen pleased with her slave, he needed to do his best, he couldn't just be so aggressive yet.
Finally having cleaning her thighs, he needed to now drink from the source. A small whimper could be heard from his voice, one of anticipation and joy as he now leaned in and began to kiss and suck softly on her honey pot, even teasing her clit with his tongue occasionally as he was hoping it would produce more of the heavenly juices. He began to intimately kiss her now, as he would slide his tongue inside as if kissing a girls actual mouth, trying to suck on her own tongue but instead suctioning his mouth to her pussy. His moans of desire grew louder, heat rushing through his lungs and brain. Roa was still teasing him, was she trying to make him cum before he had made his Mistress cum? No, he couldn't let that happen...
Loud wet noises would be heard, like a person who was slurping down their soup. To him, it was an elixir. All he wanted was more....
 
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Moaning lightly as Garran lapped at her nether lips, cleaning the juices overflowing from her beckoning womanhood, Garran would feel the palm of her hand rest atop his head, holding him, and pushing him down, to deepen the tongue inside of her. The heels of her feet resting on the edges of her seat, she closed her thighs inwards, the soft flesh of her inner thighs sealing around his head, trapping him there. "To drink the fluids of a goddess, he hardly deserves this," the goddess mentioned to the woman on the other side of the man.

Roa only laughed in response. Leaning forward, Garran could feel her form press against his back, the hard points of her nipples pushing against his skin. Feeling a hand slip along his waist, Roa dug at his accessible pants, reaching right for his erection. Getting a solid grip, she began to stroke him, smoothing her soft hand along his still slightly slick cock.

"Don't use him up completely, Roa. We still need him healthy for the main event," the pharaoh warned Roa.

"I'll keep him on the edge, my lady~" Roa giggled, stopping her hand for a moment to pet along the bottom of Garran's length in teasing motions.
 
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Being pulled in even closer, his sense of smell became overpowered by her juices. He now hungrily delved into her snatch, slurping and forcing his mouth down deep inside her, feeling her walls close and massage upon his tongue. He let feral instincts now take over, not holding back any of his lust. Roa wasn't helping much with his self control, her teasing hand only making him starting to drip heavy pre-cum, even thrusting against her caressing touch.

His mouth was pressed too deeply into the Pharoah he wasn't able to speak, but he could moan in eager bliss as begged for release. The teasing had to stop! He needed to cum! He almost seemed to beg and plead as his voice was muffled by her pussy, a never ending blissful torture.
 
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Tightening her grip, she pulled Garran from her crotch, before her womanhood immediately squirted a splash of clear water into his face, while her expression was tense, a small grunt coming from her as she experienced what appeared to be orgasm. And the moment that occurred, Roa stopped all movements, even letting go of Garran entirely.

Letting out a gasp, taking in a fresh breath of air, the pharaoh looked relieved. "I appreciate that, Roa," she thanked the sphinx, "That extra boost is what I needed to entertain the clan. Of course, Garran will be the main attraction." she chuckled. Then, looking down at Garran, a big grin appeared on her face, "Not yet, Garran. You're not allowed to cum yet. Roa will keep you excited until the time comes for you to really put that thing to use." she announced, making a gesture at Roa, who chuckled as she pulled on Garran, forcing him into the seat next to the pharaoh, immediately taking his length into her mouth, and teasing him with her tongue.

Smiling as she watched, the tan, black haired ruler next to him smoothed her beastly paw over his head, petting him as he was toyed with.
 
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Finally he was awarded with honey that continued to dribble down his face, too much to drink that he desperately cupped his hands trying to catch the remaining fluids that dripped from her pussy. But then he also noticed, he was so ready to cum. What happened? Why wasn't he? Then he realized that Roa had stopped masturbating him. His mind felt angry, furious even.

BITCH! I was so close! Why... I needed to!

But the Pharaoh seemed pleased with what she did. He couldn't say anything or do anything about it, less he anger her. It seemed the spell over his mind was fading, but he still acknowledged that he couldn't rebel. It wasn't a spell anymore, it was common sense. To defy her was to be punished, and his status as a slave was non negotiable. Like the Pharaoh said earlier, she could of just let him die out there in the desert. So if he was going to live, he was going to be a slave. Dying was the only alternative, in other words, suicide. But you only get one life, he couldn't throw it away. He'd endure.

Giving a loud grunt as Roa pushed him into the chair, he meekly glanced away from the two, almost ashamed that with his un-drugged conscious mind he'd finally accepted his place. She wasn't Pharaoh. She was "Mistress".
He moaned aloud, but winced and tried to hide his arousal. So close to release, but his Mistress demanded that he be on edge. His balls were growing sore, eager to release but instead were denied and forced to hold in his jizz, but his arousal kept producing more in his sack. It was like he could almost feel his balls growing larger. Of course, that was just his imagination, but the feeling was undeniable. The only thing he was receiving that was close to comfort was the petting from his Mistress. It did feel good, but it didn't relax him. Possibly aroused him more. But what bothered him the most was what his Mistress said earlier.

"That extra boost is what I needed to entertain the clan. Of course, Garran will be the main attraction."

He was fearful to ask, but eventually muttered the words through his agonized moaning. "M-m-m-main attraction? For wh-what?"
 
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The gentle touches of Roa's slick mouth keeping his lower half at attention, the pharaoh glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, to give regards to his question. "You still haven't figured it out yet?" she laughed, "Well, I'll save it as a surprise then. You'll find out when we get there." she informed him. And not too much more time had passed, before they passed over a large dune, beholding the sight of a small desert town next to a long river. But instead of the desert folk looking like mere humans wrapped in exotic bandages and cloth to help aid them against the heat, it seemed like the entire village was infested with huge scorpions. Though instead of normal scorpions, on the front of the creatures were the halves of human females, who wore royal silk masks over their noses and mouths.

Seeing the queen of the sands approaching, the monstrous women formed an organized line, before bowing in respect to the pharaoh as the mummies led her towards the buildings, which were the same color as the sand itself. Standing up proudly, Roa stopped her oral movements to hold Garran in place from behind, her arms and legs wrapping around him to keep him bound.

"I return after many years, my sisters of the sands!" the pharaoh shouted to them, "I bring you good news! The blood god himself has selected a mate for me, and sent him through the desert into my home!" she announced, drawing much interest from the crowd as Roa shoved at Garran, "Get up!" the sphinx grunted at him, forcing him to his feet to display him to the monsters below in the direct, hot sun. Many grins drew from the pathetic sight of the worn Garran. Which, to them, looked like a diamond in the rough, a term not originating from the movie seen in his homeland, as they saw much potential from the man before them, especially after the pharaoh's news.

"We are lucky to see a single man in our entire lifetimes! But now that I have been sent this man from the blood god, I see this as a message from god himself, that we must finally leave these treacherous sands, to seek the lands beyond! Behold! The power I have collected but with a single night with my mate!" she announces, holding up her staff, which suddenly sent a drilling beam of blue energy into the ground, before the sands all around her began to shift, as bones gathered, and assembled from the graves of the lost below. Strangely shaped girls made of bones assembled all around them, more and more constantly shaping as the power she shot spread through the sands, until it seemed the pharaoh had a small army under her command.

Suddenly, a scorpion from the group lined in front of them raised her spear, "Glory to the pharaoh!" she cheered.

"Glory to the pharaoh!" the rest of the scorpions cheered back, most raising their arms, but others who held weapons raised their own.

The pharaoh raised her arms to quiet the monster women, "Hear me! The lands beyond, that the forest, water, and mountain dwellers would never let us touch, will soon be ours! Lend me your strength, sisters! Together, we can take the paradise we've long been denied! With the power of my husband, I'll have the power to crush entire kingdoms!" she boasted, as if claiming Garran to hold such power.

Reaching out to him, she pulled Garran towards herself in an intimate manner, the scorpions gathering closer hungrily, "And as my first gift, before the many more to come, I give you my husband, as I know many of you are quite famished for male company~!" she laughed, before pushing Garran forward, and off of the carriage, into the reaching hands and claws of the scorpion women below.

In a manner of seconds, he was swarmed, dozens and dozens of lonely, hungry women surrounding him, unable to even wait to take him into shade before their hands reached for his length. "Get out of the way!" one of the scorpions snapped, their swarming getting nearly violent. "I grabbed his thing first, so I get to be first!" a closer woman growled with a deep voice. And with a threatening stance, the other scorpions backed off in fear of conflict, before the scorpion lowered herself, hooking Garran's legs over her own spider-like legs, taking his manhood in her human hand and directing it towards her crotch, which was covered by a light silk. Without a word of taunt, or even word of care towards how Garran felt, she pushed his length under her loin cloth, as he'd feel himself slip into a slick, tight, wet entrance. A very familiar feeling.

His arms pinned by her massive claws, there was no means of escape. And aggressively, she humped herself forward, thrusting him violently as she grunted, enjoying the ruthless rape in her ferver. "I could get addicted to this!" the scorpion on top of Garran laughed as she thrusted against him only driven by the passion for pleasure. "Hurry up!" a woman in the back growled. "He'll by all dried up by the time we get a turn!" another complained.

Her pussy was mercilessly tight, pulling on his length every time she pulled back from the thrust, as if trying to milk him with each stride. Her lower mouth squeezed, and shifted his length around with each thrust, pulsing around his cock from the intensity of her pleasure. "It's great when it hits that one spot~" she moaned, so focused on her own pleasure to care of Garran was in pain or not.
 
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