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Gideon's rough hands pretty much teared apart Ellis' clothing, leaving him bare in a matter of seconds while on the huge bed. Ellis had a perfect physique to bare children, any man could see that. And Gideon would very much take advantage of such thing. He would make Ellis his breeding bitch, keep him pregnant over and over again.

"In all fours, now!" He watched the boy moving to oblige, but Gideon was impatient and much faster, manhandling Ellis to be on his palms and knees, legs slightly wide. In this position, he could see the boy's cunt lips, perfect, pink and tight. Too small for a cock his size.

"You're not ready for what's to come, but it's alright. My cock will open you up in no time, it'll be deliciously painful," And without a word, Gideon's gargantuan cockhead began to be forced inside Ellis, feeling the boy's legs be forced open right away to uselessly try to adjust to such monstrosity of a cock.

[SilentFeather]

Ellis, once high society but was now a lowly slave, a servant to a male of even higher calliber had whimpered aloud, terrified to his pure, primalness. It was one of which a mere creature of prey status would experience when under extremes of stressful situation.

When he was told a command, he did as was told, complying with what words were told by the Tyrant, the one of which ruled over him, soul and more, he was bonded to the male, and upon all fours he got to his knees and then further to his hands, palms down, he spread his legs, rump sporting a ripe, impossibly bright, bright bubblegum pinkness that no male could possibly possess, and fearfully he griped the covers of the mattress, preparing his body for what it would momentarily be put through.

He wished to speak, to question, even to inquire as to what it would be like to endure the weight of Gideon's brood, but alas, was caught off guard as he felt the searing of a ginormous cockhead puncture through the first layers of flesh, causing the poor lad to gasp, his next breath cut off by a hitching of breathing as if he was holding it and was rather fearful of expelling such precious oxygen from the air sacs within his lungs.

It was unbearable, simply unbearable, Ellis shut and clamped his eyelids, feeling them tighten in response to experiencing the agony of being pried open like a closed doorway.

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The tyrant could feel the stiffened muscles of the boy beneath him, could feel the tension all over him and his trembling limbs, which barely held him up. It was great, it was perfect, everything Gideon ever imagined, since this was how his victims reacted.

He shoved several more inches inside Ellis, felt his pussy being stretched beyond his lips, taking in more and more of his monstrous cock. He felt his cunt struggling to adjust to such an inhuman size. But Ellis was doing good, he was clearly in too much pain, but at least he hadn't fainted by now like all of Gideon's past toys.

"You're enduring quite well, but we're only starting," He began to move his hips even faster after bottoming out inside Ellis. Hips snapped back and forth, harder, faster, violating Ellis' too tight canal.

[SilentFeather]

Ellis the servant had indeed stiffened, bones seeming to lose their elasticity as he noticed the scene that had made him face her demons now. Happily he never had such an encounter. Not like this before, not like this at at al. But now things changed, and now here he was. He was quite jittery, very "off the map" if one night speak but yet had tried his very greatest to remain still, struggling but trying to remind himself that he was to be of a stone. Indestructible, imposing, and hard to shake, rattle or roll from it's spot of resting.

As he was stuffed a few more inches, several infact, he had yelped, temporary feeling his lower jaw respond with a clenching, a way to endure as he was contorted and molded to be what he had sworn to never be for anyone. A servant. He huffed, expelling out breath then drawing back inward with a sharpness of gasp he was incapable of speaking, because of the discomfort.

"T-Thank you, Gideon .. I try my best .. I - AH!  . AHh! Gods! Gracious gods above! Aughh!" He blurred a cry, one of pure horror, of pain, and of true terror. He gripped whatever he could get his hands upon and squeezed, able to ground himself. At least .. for a time or so

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Gideon looked like a titan on top of the suffering, much smaller boy. He was twice Ellis' size, and his cock was far too big for someone like Ellis, so petite, so small and delicate. But here they were, Gideon forcing him to take his monstrosity of a tool, feeding Ellis fake compliments to help him endure a little bit more.

His hips jabbed back and forth, his cock had gotten in so deep that Ellis' stomach would bulge out with every thrust. "How's this?" He reached for Ellis' hand, making him feel his cock under his skin. "Feel how deep I am... Oh, don't cry. You can't take it. "You're a good whore for me, aren't you? Just hold on... and brace yourself. I feel close already and I'm going to fuck you even harder now." And he kept true to his word, because his already brutal pace seemed to increase by a tenfold.

Gideon the Tyrant was actively wrecking Ellis' insides, changing him forever, turning him into his whole, forcing his insides open. The twink's womb was already awaiting for its true owner's seed. "Ah fuck!" He continued to brutalize Ellis' tight and no longer virgin pussy. His climax was nearing, it felt just around the corner.

It didn't take much. A deep, guttural groan escaped the Tyrant mounting Ellis, and just like that his sperm began to gush in torrents inside Ellis.

[SilentFeather]

Ellis whimpered, his body was at war with itself, being both desiring for roughness yet also wishing that the agony would cease. Oh god, why did he allow his warrior spirit to invade Tyrant Gideon's premises. Now he was a lowly servant, a whore, a bitch to be pillaged sexually and defiled in ways that the mortal mind could not possibly even be close to comprehending.

He clenched his teeth, gritting it's enamel as his hips were being brutalized by the ferocious jabs, each one punishing his own with sinful slaps that sounded throughout the room they were both of company within. "G-Gods! .. please .. have mercy on me, my Tyrant .. please!" He blubbered, his internal organs, his intestines seeming to be twisted in knots at the cruelty they were subjected to.

"N-No .. please .. d-dont do that .." He sobbed, his breaths panted, strained, eager to be expressed but yet his lungs were constricted, compressed, feeling as if a heavy weighted stone was pressing down upon it's ribcage. "AUGH! .. FUUUCK! .." Once more as he was thrusted into his teeth clenched, pieces of enamel chipping away with the pressure exerted upon them by his jaws.

As he did not know his torture would end, it only grew more gruesome as he was to be a vessel, a "cum-dumpster" if one might express, and after shuddering and cowering beneath Gideon the Tyrant's much more enlarged body upon hearing the guttural groan, he quivered, closing his eyes as he felt a warmth flowing into him, overflowing his womb and plumping his once flat stomach into a more rotund belly of a gut.

In horor, his eyes shut, clenching tightly as he endured through as if he were a glutton cursed man.

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By the time Gideon had finished emptying the contents of his plump, fat balls inside his latest victim, Ellis' stomach looked like he was already three months pregnant, given the amount of cum the Tyrant had deposited inside his fertile body.

Gideon slowly pulled his cock out, which ultimately abandoned Ellis' overly abused pussy with a loud, wet pop sound, which inevitably made the huge male above Ellis' tiny form laugh lowly. "You're probably gonna experience some cramping because your body will be in a sort of adaptation process," He explained, so that Ellis would ready himself for the following days. "Your body will also release my cum slowly and gradually for a day or two," His much larger hand now laid upon Ellis' cum filled belly.

"Then I will fuck you again," He smirked, then moved away, leaving the violated and bruised boy lying on his huge bed, which was perfect for someone Gideon's size, but it made Ellis already tiny self seem even tinier.

Gideon put on a robe and came to look for something in his closet. He was back onto the bed, holding something in his hand. Gideon had a black as tar paint in his palm, he smeared two of his fingers with it and traced a word across Ellis' chest. Once he was done, he laughed. The words painted across Ellis' chest read, <Cum Whore>. "Let it dry, then you can rest."

[SilentFeather]

Ellis was left a heavily panting mess of a man after he was left being a dumping ground for Gideon's cum. Sore like a boxer, he laid where he was, simply breathing as he was a waste disposal for him.

He breathed a gasp as his hole was deserted, grunting as his aching, throbbing pussy sounded with an audible popping sound. "Y-Yes Daddy." He said softly, fearfully, his eyes lowered and submissive appearing. He listened to his terrifying Tyrant, absorbing the words for what they were meaning to say. He felt bloated and uncomfortable, wishing that he would be able to at least find a spot to lay in that he would be able to be comfortable.

"Yes Daddy," He replied, remaining where he was, and had not moved from the spot he was in. After all, he was a servant, and he had no free will anymore.

"Yes Daddy, as you wish." He did as he was told, allowing the degrading words to dry and then laid down, curling up to rest for a while and regain the strength he lost in the roughing fuck sessions.

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Gideon was gone soon after that. He had a nation to rule, after all.


Later that day, he had to deal with a bratty girl who had been brought forth to the Tyrant to bring justice upon her. Ever the savage Gideon was by nature, he made sure to teach her a lesson she'll never forget after being asked to be left alone with her.



After nightfall, two guards entered Gideon's room, where Ellis was still resting in his bed. He saw the fragile looking boy... or was it a girl? They wondered, marveling at the gorgeous feminine features and enticing pussy between his legs.

Normally they would've taken Ellis back to the prison cell and rape him, but Gideon had strictly demanded that no one touched or fucked the slave in his bed. The two men only dragged a cum reeked Ellis back into his cell and locked him in there. The guards were ever rough and not even close to delicate.

[SilentFeather]

Ellis had remained in his room, awaiting his Lord Tyrant Gideon's unwelcomed return. He knew that the Tyrant had an entire Nation to be in charge of, so he did as he was told and remained where he was and did not leave it. After all, he was not allowed to do anything unless Gideon demanded it.

One nightfall, the presence of two guards had unexpectedly entered the room and laid eyes upon his naked form. He was awakened from his slumber and roughly manhandled, but being the submissive he was he tried to stay upon his feet but at times he had lost his footing or slipped from his feet, causing the guards to snatch him up and drag him.

He had seemed to know of the comforts of a bed for a short time, now he was in the coldness of an unfeeling cell, his cell. He curled up where he normally did, sighing heavily while rubbing his sore belly which was filled to the brim with a large amount of sperm.

He dreamed of a world, a blissful, blessed realm where he was happy, a world where he no longer needed to suffer and be at the hands of the Tyrant, and not before long he was falling back to slumber's peaceful grip. He was naked, exposed and free to be raped by the Tyrant for as long as he lived and existed.

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A couple more days went by, and as Gideon promised, Ellis' body experienced the changes of being filled to the brim with cum by a real man. The cramping had mostly subsided and Ellis' fucked out cunt had healed and was nearly virgin tight all over again.

His cum had stopped leaking from Ellis' pussy just a few hours ago and the boy's belly was flat again.

During these past days, Gideon had no doubt Ellis' body was now properly fitted to have his child. His cervix and womb had already welcomed his seed once, and he was more than sure it was the perfect time to knock him up.


Sometime after breakfast that week later, a single guard showed up at Ellis' cell. He picked him up by his arm quite roughly without a word, then cuffed both of Ellis' wrists together. "You're disgusting. You reek of cum and dirt," The guard complained as they went back into Gideon's palace.

The guard nudged Ellis' small and fragile body towards a pair of maids. "This disgusting pig needs a bath before he gets to see our King. Use some scented oils on him, our Lord Gideon wants him to look the best for him. Call for him when he's ready." Then the guard left, leaving Ellis to be taken care of by the two maids, who were eager to make Ellis extra pretty for Gideon.

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As the days and nights passed by Ellis's body had went through the motions of being ever changed. He rubbed his sore abdomen, the same of which was bothering him by persistently cramping with what seemed like no ending.

He curled up in the bed, sighing in relief as his abdomen was once again flat as a pancake, the same as it once was. And for a moment he was certain that he would be safe and sound from the horrors of Tyrant Gideon at least for a certain time.

During the few days, he was a test subject, enduring endless fuckings that had left him raw between his legs and a steady, unbearable aching in his back and hips. He had never been treated in such a way by a man but now had become accustomed to his new existence as it was.

As a servant, a slave, and pretty soon, a brood-mare.

After being fed the usual one chunk of bread, Ellis was escorted back to his cell. It was a week later and he was greeted by the unwelcomed sight of a lone, yet burly muscled guard. Unbearably, one of his flimsy arms were grabbed which made him arise with a wince, but yet he never complained, only endured, letting the guard cuff his wrists together. "I apologize, the Tyrant has been busy with me the past few weeks," He replied pitifully, eyes set to the ground as he followed the guard into their Tyrant's massive sized palace.

The maids bowed their heads, watching the guard leave before they furthered with their tasks. First they scrubbed him till his skin shined like a new penny, then they dressed him in one of the finest dresses in the palace, leaving his hair to be the last thing they did for the lad.

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Gideon had consistently abused Ellis' body for days, but decided to give his body a break so that it got used to his Master's seed.

It was enough, he'd given him nearly two weeks free of his cock and cum, let his body go back to normal, his cunt go back to its delicious tightness.

Eventually, that day, Gideon was informed Ellis was ready.

Two maids stepped into the large room where the food was served for him and Ellis to have a meal together.

He dismissed the maids and then let his darkened gaze full upon Ellis. And oh, was it a gorgeous view. The maids no doubt hit it out the park with him. They had enhanced Elllis already beautiful, ethereal features. He looked like a Princess straight out of the most renowned nations. Men would kill to bed Ellis when he looked like this.

"Why the surprise look on your face?" Gideon asked, curious, but his voice was ever so rough and imposing. Virile and scary. But his eyes were still on Ellis.

His hair looked so pretty, it was styled so delicately and feminine, with some tiny diamonds decorating a few strands of his strawberry blond hair.

"How do you feel wearing that dress? Think it suits you?" Gideon wanted to know, with a smirk tracing his lips.

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Ellis the servant was becoming used to his new lifestyle, ever-changed by the new title he was given as servant and the Tyrant's ever so loyal brood-mare.

So one day when he was given the chance of a lifetime, a slight bit of hiatus from the usual hustle and bustle of being used and abused like a filthy ragdoll he took the opportunity.

Ever so delightfully so he did.

For a few days that led up to the amount of two weeks, that of which to the tormented lad was more than a godsend, he used these moments of solace to heal from his trauma. Both physical, emotional and even mental, in some way.

What he was left in the dark about was that his body was suiting itself to take on more of a feminine form, but he was still male all in all.

A fateful day, a one that was to be dreaded, Ellis was to be in attendance to a dinner with his Tyrant Gideon, and with a mental sighing of torment he did just that, aware of where this little meeting would eventually end, where it always did now, with the Lesser, being Ellis of course, on the bottom of the hierarchy and Gideon at the tippy top.

The reigning champion, the head honcho, the King.

When dismissed the maids did so, departing with a bowing of their heads and a quick departure. Meanwhile, Ellis watched the two maids who dressed him leave, and once more he himself was in the absolute lion's den.

He swallowed, only speaking when he was demanded upon to do so. "Nothing dearest Tyrant Gideon." His eyes glanced down, too fearful to meet those of his soon to be impregnator.

His hair was perfect with not a single hair out of place, his hair a bright sunny strawberry blonde that was accented with the presence of expertly placed diamonds that allowed his hair to glitter and gleam with an otherwordly.

"I feel a bit .. unworthy to wear such a beautiful piece of fabric, my Tyrant." He replied, raising his eyes with a submissive gaze in them, not wishing to challenge the almighty Gideon's authority.

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"Perhaps," Gideon said, staring down at Ellis' body. Deep down he was glad the boy seemed to be aware of his place. Now that he was here, there was no title on him. He was nothing more than a slave. The tyrant's new toy. No more, no less. "But I allowed you to wear this, so you should just be grateful."

Gideon began to dig into his food, a large plate in front of him, proper for a man as huge as himself. "Dig in, you need all the energy you can get," He commanded.

"You know, I bet your father is relieved I took you as a prisoner," He chuckled, shaking his head. "I mean, I've heard he's ashamed of having you as his son. A boy born with a cunt? I'm sure it wasn't what he expected of his first son. Someone told me he was expecting you to die before you even made it to my palace," He laughed, mocking and cruel.

"That's why I pity you. Your asshole of a father pretty much sent you here to die, didn't bother protecting you," Gideon's eyes stared right into Ellis' own. "Your father isn't the saint you think he is. I'm sure you've dealt with his rejection for years, because he's ashamed of what you have between your legs," He stood up, walking over to Ellis. "Are you ashamed of that, too?"

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Ellis swallowed hard, bowing his head in defeat and obedience, muttering softly. "Yes, my Tyrant," he hung his head, staring at the ground that his feet stood upon.

The servant stared at the large plate of food, feeling ill to his stomach but yet did as he was told as he was commanded to, picking up each item on it and consuming it as best as he could.

When he was made fun of, he swallowed once more, resisting an urge to wipe his tearing eyelids, no he would not give his Tyrant the satisfaction of watching him cry. All he did was nod and agree to all Tyrant Gideon had taunted him with.

"Yes, my Tyrant, yes I am ashamed," He responded, soft, quivering voiced.

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A large smirk spread across the tyrant's face when Ellis admitted to all of it, to every hurtful word Gideon threw at him with such lack of mercy. Truth was, Gideon was truly enjoying it all, like the sadist he was.

"It's okay. I won't push you aside for being born with a cunt, I mean... it's not like I fuck you any differently from how I do it with all my other slaves and toys," He said calmly as he finished his meal.

After a little while, everything was taken away from the large table by Gideon's maidens.

Then, the tyrant's undivided attention was back on Ellis. "You look and smell so good today," He hummed, eyeing him closely, intently. "I'm honestly... delighted. They cleaned you up well. Get up and come over here," Gideon commanded.

[SilentFeather]

Ellis ate his meal, silently sulking, brooding over his new hell of a life. 

"Thank you Tyrant Gideon," With a soft, almost whisper like reply, he bowed his head, robotically nodding his head to each insult that was directed toward his way, and although he himself was a born man as well, the other man out ranked him on all topics, but the most disturbing thing was, his womb.

He was born, yes, he was, but with a part of him that set him apart from one another to be honest, it made him despise even his own self, more then he did of the smug Tyrant that he now knew and addressed only by title of worthy divinity.

Tyrant Gideon. His Master, the father of his child, the soon-to-be be born daughter or son of the Kingdom. The same of which he once feared living near.

"Thank you for the compliment Tyrant Gideon, and as you wish."When demanded to approach he did so, arising from the chair, holding back a urge to sigh, a strong urge at that, overflowing and filled with exhaustion.

He despised being a slave and a sprinkle of depression, reaching to a level more of rage within his core, but he had grown pretty skilled at keeping his emotions dampened, in check, only expressing them when he did as alone in his own room, practically going blind from shedding do many tears to the point his eyes would feel dry as a desert.

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Gideon was sure the first signs of pregnancy would become obvious in the following days. Maybe Ellis was already with child or not. But specifically tonight, Gideon was going to make sure the boy was bred for good.

His hand reached out, clasping around Ellis' thin wrist, taking a look at his feminine fingers and deciding he'd send a manicurist tomorrow to make him look even better.

Gideon was sure Ellis wouldn't even imagine he'd be with child in the following weeks. "Lift your dress up," He commanded, staring into Ellis' eyes as the boy obliged to his desires.

Then, Gideon brought his hand to the boy's thigh, touching his soft skin, going further up, until his fingers were applying soft pressure against Ellis' folds through the very thin fabric of his lacy panties. "Good boy."

[SilentFeather]

As Ellis, once a lad of free will but now nothing more than another man's wee lass, he was a xp ct d to fit the role, the one set forward by Tyrant Gideon as house servant, broodmares and cum dumpster for his naughty urges to let off fury's reluctant steam.

After all .. Royal life was a toll on a man at times, and sadly poor Ellis was broken in many a the me betwixt his loins, something of a hitch knew of much suffering at Gideon's enormous salami like package

As he was reached at, taking of all within him he remained still, and like a statue of soldier he tried bravely to be he fulfilled such a vow to himself, swallowing as silently as he could, if such a species thing were logically possible with how nervous, on edge and frazzled he was.

He did as told, furthering the glimpses inspection by lifting his dress upward, revealing his flat belly and slender, thin, form-fitting, lacy underwear covered thighs, blushing with a shy smile. "Thank you, Daddy." He replied with a purr of affection, biting his lower lip even though he tried his best not to.

"D .. Daddy .." He whimper-whined, squirming a bit as he tried not to premature orgasm to until he was told to, permitted to. As the pressure teased his highly sensitive Gates of Nirvana he let forth a few startled gasps, switching from one leg to o inches he other as he stood before his Gideon.